The heavy gate of Jincheng Pass slowly opened, and a snow-bright spear tip was poked out first, as clear as autumn water.

The length of the amazing length of the spear blade inch by inch, revealing the gilded gun head in the shape of an angry lion, the lion's mouth swallows the blade, extremely gorgeous and expressive, this is called the lion head Zhan golden gun of the sharp weapon, Jincheng Pass is unknown to everyone.

The jet-black barrel of the one-foot-three-inch spear was relatively restrained, almost blending with the pure black night owl lion's mane under the crotch of the man carrying the gun.

The word "驵" means a strong horse. The black horse with an awkward name is dressed in pitch-black heavy armor, extremely tall and strong, the chest is knotted with muscles and flesh, the cuirass is held high, the horse's legs are thick, and the horse's mane drilled out from the gap in the neck armor is strangely long, scattered like lion hair, the fly in the ointment is that the appearance is too hideous, as if he was born with a huge force to flatten the horse's face, especially a pair of eyes are as black as ink, round as beads, the eyes are cruel and indifferent, extremely intimidating.

Even if you can't see the face hidden behind the red lion's cooked bronze armor, no one will doubt the identity of the person wearing the red steel armor with the lion's heart mountain pattern on horseback.

Mu Shipan, the captain of the Tun cavalry, led a thousand red-armored heavy horsemen under his command to calmly go out of the city, arrogant, and regarded the 10,000 king's tent golden wolf army outside the pass as if there was nothing.

The two wings of the main gate were also opened at the same time, and the elite cavalry of the Jincheng border army poured out like a tide, outflanking the flank of the golden wolf army.

The captain of the Xiao Cavalry, who brought out a tiger and wolf division, had a gloomy face, and without saying a word, he led his white falcons to sweep towards the flank of the Golden Wolf Army's array, while silently estimating the damage of the left battalion.

Compete with the scouts of the king's tent army, intercept the horses, and delay the reinforcements of the Heidi battalion as much as possible.

Although the battle on the battlefield seems to be exciting, the person who commands the army must always keep a calm and meticulous mind to fight, how many people to die, how much to gain, just like a businessman, carefully weighed, for fear of losing the cost.

He took one last look at the one thousand arrogant red armor in the center of the battlefield that was densely arrayed and ready to attack, sneered, turned around and drew his whip, and took the lead in killing the elite rangers who were winged and protecting the edge of the Golden Wolf Army's main formation.

Before the confrontation, it was already a rain of arrows like locusts.

Mu Shipan is actually not optimistic about this desperate decisive battle, and he is still a little embarrassed when he suddenly makes trouble, anyway, he can't talk about any harmony and etiquette with Hei Di, he just thinks that Cao Gong's temper is really inexplicable, and his decision on the spot is too rash and casual, unless there is an inside story that he, a small titled captain, is not qualified to know.

After all, although the nobles of the royal tent were a little arrogant and only brought 10,000 golden wolves out of the camp, the six or seven Heidi Grandmasters, including the three Golden Sword Lords, were good friends?

The number of Golden Sword Lords of Hei Di is very small, and even if they are empty, they are never easily given to others, and as for what kind of criteria are used to select and appoint, even Di people are rarely known.

Origin, cultivation, and power scheming are self-explanatory, and they seem to involve ethereal things such as the people's luck mentioned in Yuan Danqiu's mouth. However, in any case, the golden sword lords who appeared in front of people were all heroes, and they were difficult to deal with.

Mu Shipan walked in front of a dense array of 1,000 red armor, checking the equipment and the condition of each subordinate's horse one by one, tirelessly, extremely patient and meticulous.

He suddenly looked at the direction of Ganjiuquan and the five hundred white falcons, the face of the red lion behind the brass armor was full of mocking smiles, and the heart said Cao Gong ordered the Tun cavalry guards to fight to the death, but after the battle, a thousand red armors could survive a lot after all, but only God knows whether the Xiao cavalry guards can still exist.

Knock! Knock!

The rumbling drums sounded at the head of the city, and the four fields were resounding, as if the earth and the city tower were trembling with it, instantly suppressing the insignificant fighting cry on the edge of the battlefield, and at the same time causing the panic and commotion of countless war horses.

Whether it is the Jincheng elite cavalry under the city, or the Diren Golden Wolf Army Formation further away, except for the Tunqi red armor that is inconvenient to turn around, tens of thousands of people subconsciously raised their heads at the same time and looked at the head of Jincheng Pass.

There is a huge iron drum with two people high in the Jincheng Guancheng Tower, and a member of the Golden Armor General is standing in front of the drum, holding two dragon scales and purple gold maces to beat hard, showing the beauty of strength and solemnity between a static and a movement.

In the battlefield, only a thousand red armor stood still, even men and horses.

Mu Shipan raised his spear, the tip of which shone brightly in the sunlight.

In the sound of the heaven-shattering iron drums, he suddenly shouted: "What is the use of the Son of Heaven raising you?"

A thousand red-armored heavy horsemen responded violently: "If you enter, you will defend the Dragon Court, and if you go out, you will suppress ~ suppress the world!"

The heroic and high-spirited arrogance, even the sound of the majestic drums was overshadowed, and he became the foil of the cavalry guards.

Mu Shipan held the gun with one hand, pulled the reins fiercely, and the night owl lion's mane under his crotch stood up, and the pitch-black horse's hooves were facing the banner of the Golden Wolf Army.

"Ride the red armor, charge with me!"

The night owl roared like a lion-tiger, and its black hooves slashed the ground, and it rumbled out, rampage, and unstoppable.

"Charge!"

The red-armored heavy riders in the front row roared angrily and followed.

"Charge!"

When the front row of robes ran out of a few feet, accompanied by a roar and roar, the second and third rows of red armor accelerated in turn, as strict as a city and as heavy as a mountain.

Cao Xianzhi stood at the head of the city, and praised with his chin: "It is worthy of being the heart of the Son of Heaven, and there is a successor to the Mu family." ”

Yuan Danqiu looked at the majestic red lion red armor under the city, and was also deeply touched, raised his hand and pointed to the red-clothed priest surnamed Duanmu next to him and said with a smile: "The red-clothed priest of the Cereal Temple occasionally walks on Zhou Tian, and the hidden dragon and crouching tiger in the fifty-four states of Langyang have really seen more powerful lords who are flying and domineering without the imperial court, and I have also seen more giants of the rivers and lakes who are self-respecting in Lingyun, if it weren't for the fact that the imperial court has raised hundreds of thousands of elite forbidden troops with amazing combat power, half of them guard the Zhongzhou Dragon Court, and half of them go out of the town and Quartet, and they mobilize from time to time to fight in turns, and they can always deter ** Eight wildernesses, I'm afraid that this Sunday will already be a big fight. This time, the Lingling Sun clan in Youzhou was killed as an example of the monkey, although the end was bleak, but it was not too wronged to study it carefully. ”

Cao Xianzhi suddenly showed a narrow smile: "Not necessarily, isn't the Gongxi clan of Ganzhou almost a rebellion~ reversed, isn't it still the uncrowned king of Ganzhou? ”

Both of them have grandmaster cultivation, and they are obviously the closest to Shen Tuyuan, who is beating the drum, but they can talk and laugh without changing their faces.

Yuan Danqiu was a little crying and laughing, saying that the Privy Council was full of wine bags and rice bags, and Cao Hutou, who sat in the first few chairs of the Privy Council, even scolded himself, but Cao Xianzhi was only the prime minister, and it was really inconvenient to say much about the affairs of Pingrong in the four northwestern states, and I am afraid that he could only complain to himself, an old guy who was not involved in government politics.

He looked at Priest Duanmu and changed the topic: "Duanmu Ci, you went to the northwest a few days ago, you might as well talk to the two old guys about your impression." ”

Duanmu Ci bowed slightly, and said respectfully: "A few days ago, the high priest passed down an edict, saying that the nine-sided stars are moving, the killing and robbery will start, and there is a reverse qi in the north that pollutes the blue sky, so he sent several red-clothed priests to inspect the northern land, and went to the northwest with humble duties. ”

Cao Xian was stunned, raised his arm sharply and pointed in the direction of the banner of the Golden Wolf Army, and said in a lost voice: "That is this person?"

Yuan Danqiu shook his head and said, "That's why I'm here, I've been waiting for a long time, it's not him." ”

Cao Xianzhi breathed a sigh of relief, and listened to Li Xiujiao, the commander of the red-clothed palace warriors who had never said a word, and said in a muffled voice: "It's a confrontation!"

(Thank you for the reward of the book friend ~ flying to the world ~ and changed the nickname, but how can you not do it?)

(I'm a little busy today, not a big chapter, but I feel more satisfied with the writing.) ）