The movement of hundreds of necromantic cavalry rushing together was very large, and it quickly woke up the people in the camp, but because the distance between the woods and the camp was too short, even if they could react, the necromantic cavalry had already rushed in front of them.

The people who had just come out of the camp were immediately shocked by the breath of the necromancy, and they died on the spot.

The first impact of the necromantic cavalry killed dozens of cultivators who had not yet awakened, overturned more than a dozen camp tents, and forcibly killed a bloody path.

Ye Fei Xu rode the dragon to take the lead, holding the Feng Ling fan to rush left and right to kill, several people have died in his hands, which played a role in boosting morale, the disciples of the Eighteen Halls followed him to kill the enemy everywhere, after overturning the two camp tents, Qiu Ze caught up and said loudly to Ye Fei Xu: "Don't rush too fast, lead the disciples to burn all these camp tents!"

The Eighteen Halls were the weakest halls of the Devouring Sect, with only more than twenty disciples, and they played a very small role in the melee, so Akisawa simply gave them the task of creating chaos.

The black Yuanba and the black bear were like the possession of the god of death, constantly harvesting the lives of the cultivators in the Central Plains with a knife and a hammer, and the cultivators who were caught off guard retreated one after another, and the camp tent was soon lost more than half, and the remaining hundreds of people gathered together, which could barely withstand the impact of the necromantic cavalry.

Wu Hao was so shocked that he didn't know what to say, he was close, he could see it clearly, Wu Hao had led the cavalry for many years, and had seen countless powerful opponents, and these cavalry composed of skeletons were several times stronger than any opponent he had ever seen! This kind of devastating battle was the first time Wu Hao had seen it.

Although surprised, Wu Hao did not forget the duties assigned to him by Qiu Ze, and divided into two teams with Wang Fatzi, each with a thousand people from both sides of the camp tent, and surrounded the camp tent in a short time.

The Tatar cavalry on the other side of the river soon knew that a strong enemy was coming, but in a hurry they did not organize many men, and only a few hundred crossed the pontoon bridge.

Wang Fatzi rushed to the front, tearing a hole in the Tatar cavalry, Wu Hao's selected cavalry were all elite, the number was still superior, it didn't take long to completely control the pontoon bridge, poured a special flame, the pontoon bridge was lit with flames, the Tatar cavalry on the opposite bank could only do it in a hurry.

The distance between the two sides of the strait is about 20 zhang away, but the water is extremely deep, and the Tatar cavalry rarely knows how to swim in the water, plus the distance where the horse can swim is not far, you can only watch the chaos on the opposite bank and do nothing, even if someone swims over, the cavalry without horses is not as good as the infantry, and all of them have become the target of Wu Hao's strangulation.

Wu Hao had never fought such a happy battle! He personally led more than 100 people to constantly roam around the riverbank, strangling the Tatar cavalry that swam over, and the Tatar cavalry still on the opposite bank quickly understood their situation, although the number of Ming cavalry attacking was small, they could not use their strength.

The hundreds of Tatar cavalry who came from the pontoon bridge before could not tell their bitterness, and the people on the other side could not see clearly, but they could see it clearly, these cavalry who entered the camp in the middle of the night were all skeletons, where did they dare to fight? They could only choose to fight to the death with the Ming army, but the Ming army was numerous, and the combat effectiveness of this group of Ming troops was extremely strong, even if the Tatar cavalry grew up on horseback, they could not fight their way out of the encirclement.

The necromantic aura swept through the camp tent, leaving more than two hundred corpses, at this time the cultivators of the Central Plains began to organize a counterattack, although the necromantic cavalry was stronger than the ordinary cavalry, but there was not much advantage in the face of the cultivators, and the more than three hundred necromantic cavalry who rushed to the front were quickly scattered into Bai Sensen's bones.

The necromantic cavalry has no consciousness, it will only rush forward, and after the cultivators react, it will lose its effect and be quickly dispersed, but Qiu Ze is already very satisfied with this result, after all, replacing the opponent's more than 200 cultivators with lifeless necromantic cavalry is simply too profitable! And these necromantic cavalry are all given by Gucci, and Qiu Ze will not feel distressed when he is gone.

It didn't take long for the hundreds of necromantic cavalry to be completely wiped out, while the cultivators left behind more than two hundred corpses and hundreds of wounded.

Seeing that all the necromantic cavalry had been destroyed, the black Yuanba who had risen up shouted, "All the fifteen halls are with me!"

Hei Yuanba brought more than two hundred disciples to assist Qiu Ze, they had already killed the red eyes, and rushed to the forefront as the main force, while the disciples of the sixteenth and seventeenth halls attacked from both wings, constantly eating away at the lives of cultivators.

At this time, two encirclements were formed on the riverbank, the Ming Dynasty cavalry surrounded the Tatar cavalry, and the Devouring Men led by Qiu Ze surrounded the cultivators of the Central Plains.

After the Necro Cavalry was gone, there was a brief silence on the riverbank.

Qiu Ze shouted: "White Feather!"

Bai Yu hurriedly turned around: "What's wrong?"

At this time, there were more than 500 cultivators who were surrounded, all wearing the same robes, and it was difficult to tell which sect they were disciples of, so Qiu Ze had no choice but to say to Bai Yu: "You pay attention to which sects they are!"

It can't be distinguished from appearance, it can only be distinguished from spells, under normal circumstances, the power source of each sect is different, which leads to the different spells and mana they use, and Bai Yu has traveled on the border all year round, only he knows best what the source of power made by these sects on the border is.

Hei Yuanba shouted: "It doesn't matter what sect they are, just kill them all!"

Qiu Ze said in a deep voice: "This matter is of great use to me!"

Although the cultivators lost more than 200 people in the first impact, the remaining 500 or so people are still not easy to deal with, and all the people on Qiu Ze's side add up to more than 500 people, and the number of people on both sides is almost equal, and everyone understands that it is time to fight to the death!

The reason why these cultivators camped on the other side of the river was because they were different from mortals, and naturally they could not live with mortals, and for them, the little prince gave them full treatment, and at this time, seeing that the camp was broken, the little prince on the other side of the river gathered tens of thousands of people and began to build a pontoon bridge.

If he could exchange the lives of 10,000 cavalrymen for the lives of these cultivators, the little prince would not even blink an eye! These cultivators were an important bargaining chip for him to seize the Great Tomorrow, and of course he would not let them all die so easily! He desperately commanded his subordinates to support, and selected some cavalry with good water ability to force them to cross.

With Qiu Ze's order, the disciples of the Devouring Life Gate summoned the breath of death and rushed towards the cultivators on the opposite side, and the silent river bank immediately erupted with terrifying mana shock waves!

Lan and Hei Yuanba were the strongest fighters, and the two of them entered from the center, followed by the rest of the people.

Soon the battle situation fell into anxiety, although these sects were all small sects, but after all, the number of people was equal, Lan and Hei Yuanba rushed in with people as if they were stuck in a quagmire, and it was difficult to move forward.

Qiu Ze carried the Ancient Condensation Frost in his hand, and did not hesitate to use his mana, and soon discovered this after cutting down a few people in front of him, although they surrounded these cultivators, there was no good way to eliminate them as soon as possible, and Wu Hao's side was gradually exhausted.

The Tatar cavalry divided into two teams, one built a pontoon bridge, the other was broken into pieces, swam from the other side of the river, was repulsed by one batch, and the next batch would be quickly replenished, as if they were crazy to climb to the shore, Wu Hao and Wang Fatzi also fell into anxiety.

Just as the two sides were at a stalemate, the sound of horses' hooves sounded in the woods, and hundreds of burning horses rushed towards them.

Qiu Ze wiped the sweat from his forehead and said in a low voice, "It's finally here!"

These hundreds of people are the disciples of Huangjue Temple.

Before arriving in Yingzhou, Qiu Ze had received a secret letter from Qingyun, which stated that he would send a hundred disciples to support as soon as possible, and these hundred disciples of Huangjue Temple came at the right time, just in time for the stalemate between the two sides, and immediately joined the melee.

The disciples of the Devouring Sect are stronger than the disciples of these non-in-stream sects, but after all, these halls are the halls at the bottom of the Devouring Sect, and they are not the elite of the Devouring Sect, but the disciples of the Huangjue Temple are different, the Huangjue Temple has a very high status among the sects in the Central Plains, second only to Qiyunguan, and the same name as the Guiyuan Temple.

The originally stalemate of the battle situation became one-sided because of the addition of these hundred disciples of the Huangjue Temple, and the cultivators were defeated and retreated, suffering heavy casualties!

The cultivators who understood that there was no chance of victory came to their senses, and fled towards the other side of the river, although this big river could stop the Tatar cavalry, but it could not stop the cultivators, some of them would be able to resist things, and some had riding beasts, and quickly fled from the riverbank, and Qiu Ze led the people in hot pursuit, until they were completely driven off the river.

Seeing that the cultivators had fled, the little prince immediately stopped the reinforcements, called back the cavalry who were still in the river, and stopped building pontoon bridges.

This made it difficult for the hundreds of Tatar cavalry who were surrounded by Wu Hao, who had no reinforcements and became turtles in the urn.

Although Gucci sent three halls to assist Qiu Ze, but it was limited to killing the cultivators of the Central Plains, although he and the little prince had some contradictions, but after all, they were in the same boat, he just wanted to teach the little prince some lessons, therefore, the disciples of the Devouring Gate would not attack the Tatar cavalry.

Qiu Ze saw that Hei Yuanba and the others stopped, where did they not understand their meaning, and did not force it, but the disciples of Huangjue Temple were red-eyed, they were all from the royal family, and they would not show mercy to the enemies who threatened the Ming Dynasty, and rushed into the enemy army under the leadership of Ye Feixi.

The cultivator shot at mortals, just like mortals shot at ants, they were not at the same level at all, and in less than half a pillar of incense, these hundreds of Tatar cavalry were all killed.