The solemn atmosphere spread among the galloping cavalry, the wind seemed to be stronger, and the big black cloak dancing in the wind seemed to be heavier.

The continuous, audible heavy breathing of the soldiers who followed silently behind him, along with the agitated sound of the horses' hooves stomping on the ground, became particularly powerful.

Liu Tugou held the blood-stained Tu Xuan in his right hand, his fingers were forced, and the tiger-shaped hilt gave him a thick and solid touch, and the human knife was like one.

Miles of land were fleeting, and what appeared in the eyes of the Fourth Banner was a quiet border market full of dead bodies.

Countless blood-stained skins were littered on the ground, trampled by the horses' hooves, and the owners of these skins, like broken skins, were described as miserable and dead everywhere.

There was not much sign of resistance, and even the silver coins scattered everywhere were not picked up, and a sudden and efficient killing ended the prosperity of the leather city in a very short time.

Sang Yuan leaned over and reported: "My lord, something is not right, these dead people are all merchants and ordinary Di people, and there are not a few warriors from the Heron tribe among them. ”

Liu Tugou nodded, glanced at the corpses all over the ground, there were always one or two hundred.

The cold winter has passed, the city is not thriving, and it will not take much manpower and time to kill all the unsuspecting civilians.

Isn't it the Heron's guard, but it's not like this undisguised clean-up style.

"In which direction is the camp of the Herons?

Sang Yuan bowed his head in response, turned his horse's head and galloped towards the north, followed by more than a hundred black crows.

Before he had run far, there were countless horses' hooves in front of him, and a cavalry of more than a thousand people rushed over in black with undisguised hostility.

Without the slightest hesitation or inquiry, the Di cavalry had already drawn their sabers of different shapes and let out wild shouts of unknown significance.

The piercing knife bush and noisy sound made Liu Tugou frown, this was really a severe test for the newly formed Fourth Banner.

Sang Yuan shouted: "My lord, they speak Di language, and the accent doesn't sound like familiar Di, I'm afraid that Nanyuan Di who came from the north of Yin Mountain!

Liu Tugou grinned and said, "Then there is no need to talk about it?"

Di mostly understands the language of the Zhou people, and Sheng Di can't communicate at all, and there is no need to communicate with words.

Liu Tugou no longer hesitated, clamped Ah Wei's belly between his legs, and rushed to the front first.

The speed of the white horse was extraordinary, and he directly left behind the sparse arrows shot by the opponent.

In the exclamation of the Di cavalry, Liu Tugou slammed into the opponent's array with a horizontal knife.

The incredibly strong and bewitching white horse knocked the two horses in front of him straight away, and chiseled through them all the way.

The blade of the Slaughtering Knife with gorgeous and intricate lines was particularly conspicuous, cutting off more than a dozen horses and horsemen along the way, and the dense charging formation of more than a thousand people was torn open a huge wound that was difficult to heal.

Sensing that the Di Qi around him had become sparse, Liu Tugou slammed the slaughter, and drew an arc-shaped brilliant sword qi in the air.

The red, blue, purple and yellow intertwined gorgeous sword qi vaguely presents an elongated tiger shape, with its head and tail stretching for more than ten zhang, like a colorful horse training over all the surrounding Di Qi.

Dozens of blood-colored fountains began to splatter almost simultaneously in no particular order, and the scene was spectacular and poignant.

Behind him, I don't know when he was already fighting Zhentian, with Yang Xiongji, who was second only to Liu Tugou's speed as the front, and Sang Yuan and Dong Dilang, the two most experienced in the battlefield, as their vices, poured in along the gap torn by Liu Tugou.

The cold iron halberd further widened the gap, the long halberd hit horizontally, the sharp halberd pointed ferociously cut Di Qi along the way, and the tail of the halberd was like an iron cable across the river, knocking Di Shengsheng who came against the current away from the horse's back, and even before landing on the ground and being trampled into flesh, these unlucky eggs had their internal organs shattered and died.

Dong Dilang held a spear in his hand, and after wearing the three Di Qi into a string in one breath, he did not hesitate to abandon the gun and draw the knife, the jade cutting knife that was much wider and heavier than the embroidered spring knife was simply indestructible under the blessing of the aura, and only relied on horsepower to cut the strong body of the Di Qi along the way to pieces.

At the moment when that terrifying sword qi came out, all the black crows with knife marks on their foreheads felt a slight stinging pain in their eyebrows, and then they couldn't help but pour out a pure aura of different quality and quantity but similar breath from the sea of dantian qi, which merged into the embroidered spring knife in their hands.

The black crows didn't have time to be surprised why they had suddenly obtained the mysterious means that only existed in the Qi Cultivation Realm, and they didn't have time to feel the feeling of emptiness coming from the dantian qi sea, because Di Qi on their side had already surged like a tide.

At the moment of life and death, wielding a knife has become an absolute instinct that is self-taught.

The blade, which was faster and more powerful than the owners of the embroidered spring knife imagined, slashed into the flesh and made a strange muffled sound, bringing the bright blood color of the earth and the terrible howl of the sky.

"My lord is mighty, and if you commit me first, you will be killed!"

Sang Yuan let out a heroic laugh again, and he was like two people on weekdays.

"Your Excellency Kamui!"

More voices rang out, and in these hoarse and low or poignant and high-pitched roars, the Fourth Banner chiseled through the array of more than a thousand Di Riders, saw the empty grassland and the blue sky again, and breathed fresh air again.

And behind them, the Di Horsemen, who galloped in opposite directions to the Fourth Banner, left behind more than a hundred corpses.

The strength of these nine hundred Di cavalry was still there, but they were so frightened that they had no intention of returning to their horses to fight again, and they fled all the way south.

The heavy losses are secondary, and the black crow with only one banner does not have an absolute deterrent, but the hundred cavalry commanders with brilliant sword aura and comparable to the golden sword lord of the grassland are really terrifying, so they can't have the slightest courage.

The Fourth Banner soldier caught up with Liu Tugou and turned his horse's head with the banner commander who had killed at least fifty or sixty horsemen.

Liu Tugou glanced behind him, and there were seven or eight fewer people in this confrontation alone.

"Sang Yuan, Dong Dilang, and Lao Si, bring thirty sword guards, bring more horses to catch up, it's best to figure out what's going on, it's okay if you can't figure it out, bite it to death, I'm going to kill it all!"

The sword guards refer to those black crows with knife marks on their foreheads and have begun to build a foundation, which can be regarded as regular soldiers, and their status is naturally higher than those auxiliary soldiers who have not yet started.

None of these people were damaged in the short confrontation just now, and at this time, Liu Tugou transferred out more than half of them and handed them over to the three chiefs.

and the dozen or so subordinates brought by the fourth child are all old pawns, most of them have become sword guards, and they are good at equestrianism, plus the cunning Sang Yuan and the son of the captain who has a family history, there should be no accidents.

The remaining sixty or so black crows can be attached relatively calmly, without consuming too much physical strength of people and horses.

Xu Dongjiang rode a horse and silently followed behind Liu Tugou, his lips had been bitten by him, and it was bright red.

At the beginning, outside Shuofang City, the other sixteen people who couldn't bear the empowerment like Xu Dongjiang faintly took him as the leader after the young man successfully built the foundation, whether it was the careful thinking of learning the roots of Chuncao's heart, or just simply getting close to the weak, in short, these sixteen people were most familiar with him.

Waiting for the flag to show an even more magical flower award, these cowardly people who failed to cultivate Yimu Trick, and even more dared not practice the slaughter forging technique, had the courage to accept the award with Da Yu, but as a result, they couldn't survive the severe pain of Ling Chi, and most of them died immediately.

The few who survived were frightened, and they just messed around every day, never wanting to practice anymore.

In the charge just now, these people only dared to follow the only young man who was friendly to them, and ironically, when they followed the brigade to gouge through the enemy formation, none of these people survived, and all of them became ghosts under the sword of the Di people.

Xu Dongjiang was a little dazed in his eyes, with his current realm and physical state, self-protection was already reluctant, and he was really powerless to protect those weaker ones.

Fu Yangguan, who had a weaker sense of existence, leaned over and said leisurely: "It's a pity, if it takes time, these people can at least plant the spring grass heart root, and then they will be your henchmen, but now they have died early." ”

With both cold-blooded and ruthless anger towards the other party, as well as the shame of having his heart exposed, Xu Dongjiang couldn't help but glared angrily at this guy who finally didn't hold the lamb.

Fu Yangguan's blood-stained clothes had already faded a little bit of the sour and rotten atmosphere of the down-and-out talent, turning a blind eye to the young man's anger, and said to himself: "The adult's subordinates don't need the weak, if you only have this little unbearable care, sooner or later, like those people, you will become a miserable mess of meat under the horse's hooves!"

Xu Dongjiang opened his mouth, but he didn't say a word.