With a "look for death", the eagle feather came out of his hand, as light as nothing, the moment it left Helan Gong's fingertips, the tip of the feather actually brought up milky white turbulence!

None of the Qiang generals in the big tent could see the castration of this eagle feather. In front of them, they only felt a strong wind hitting their faces, and then, they rushed through the thick cowhide and felt mattresses around the big tent, and even the wooden skeleton supporting the big tent made an unbearable creaking sound!

The power of a feather is so much!

At the moment when the tent of the Chinese army was swept open by the strong wind, a figure, at a speed not lower than this arrow feather, suddenly flipped in mid-air and retreated backwards.

This figure is none other than Lu Yan, who served as Wei Ye's guard.

Rao is that he retreated so fast, he was still in the place where he was locked by the arrow feather, and he couldn't pull out, so he could only pull out the short blade on his waist in a hurry and slash towards this arrow feather!

The blade slammed into the feather arrow, and the eagle feathers that seemed to be light and fluttering were not moving. On the contrary, under the impact of the huge force contained in the eagle feathers, it almost smashed the short blade in his hand!

In the face of such a dangerous situation, he could only slam all his strength into the short blade, and shouted loudly-

The short blade that had been ignited by the Dongyang Sword Zhu sensed the agitation of his whole body, and suddenly burst into red fire. The fire of burning evil in Dongyang, sensing the power of the outer ghosts and gods contained in the eagle feather, immediately burst into flames, wanting to incinerate the evil things!

On the short blade, the cave sun was on fire, and in the big tent of the Chinese army, Helan Gong raised his eyebrows slightly: "Oh, this fire is really the people and horses sent by the Taoist priest? Dare to come to the enemy camp at night, this seat will let you come and go!"

Without saying a word, the head of the ghost and god of Liangzhou pointed a little forward.

It was at this point that with this large tent of the Chinese army as the center of the circle, the light was suddenly swallowed up by the dull darkness, and the entire Qiang army camp was shrouded in a strange and dim color. With the spread of this obscurity, the only trace of warmth left in this season was also stripped away, and the cold wind rose for no reason, stirring the withered grass in all directions, and emitting a burst of mourning that lingered under the murderous machine!

In this inexplicable obscurity, only Helan Gong, who was independent in front of the big tent of the Chinese army, was inexplicably glowing with a white and cold cold light, and the slender single wing behind him instantly became like frost and snow.

As Helan Gong pointed out, the arrow feather seemed to echo with the body, and the whole body turned into a white ice cluster, and then a strange cold freeze filled the entire short blade along the arrow feathers! The fire of burning evil caused by the Dongyang Sword Blessing was extinguished in an instant under the impact of this strange cold aura, and only the crimson sigil on the blade was slightly glowing with a dim brilliance like embers!

This bone-chilling cold air, after completely suppressing the power of Dongyang Sword Zhu, immediately flowed towards Lu Yan's whole body. Even if the Shooting Jiao Soft Arm on Lu Yan's body itself was a magically strengthened attachment armor, it was still difficult to resist the invasion of this bone-chilling cold. In an instant, Lu Yan's right hand was completely sealed in ice!

In such a dangerous situation, Lu Yan could only grit his teeth, slammed out another attached dagger with his left hand, smashed the ice cube in his hand, and dragged his injured arm to flee outside the Qiang army camp.

Behind him, Helan Gong Shi Shiran, who was holding the golden crown in his hand, stepped out of the big tent of the Chinese army, walked all the way to the place where Lu Yan was injured, and picked up the eagle feather that had turned into an ice cluster. The eagle feather started and changed back to its original appearance again, but Helan Gong sent the eagle feather close to the end of his nose, sniffed it carefully, showed an ambiguous and inexplicable look on his face, and sighed softly:

"This smell, that's right, it's this smell! The scent of flesh and blood that has been passed down for three hundred years and has not been severed for three hundred years, the smell of flesh and blood that is closest to the capital of the Heavenly Emperor! Oh, Ahuramazda, this is what you mentioned, the real key is in the hands of my enemies?

With emotion, the Liangzhou ghost god strode in the direction of Lu Yan's retreat: "Although it's not time yet, there is always more chips, the better!"

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A few miles away from the Qiang army camp, these sentry agents led by Ma Teng and He Wu were all people with grass stems and horse bits, lying there motionless.

Before they left the city, they received the horse's feed without harvesting all night—fine black beans, oats, and an egg. The more night they go out, the more they must not ignore the addition of the horses, otherwise the horses will not have the strength to run long distances at night! For the horse army, the war horse is equivalent to most of the life, and the more qualified the horse army, the more they know how to serve their own mounts.

Seeing that the last ranger began to collect the team into the Qiang camp, Ma Teng exhaled slightly.

He Wu, who was beside him, couldn't hold back for a long time, spit out the grass stalks in his mouth, and smacked his lips: "It's also because these anti-thieves believe in cults, and they are just in time for their fasting days! At the juncture of marching and fighting, they have to give their soldiers and horses hungry food, and those cavalry sentry scouts are all weak when they sit on their horses, so who are our opponents?"

Ma Teng had already understood He Wu's open mouth, so he just shook his head and said: "Sending us out of the city is just two errands, one is to attack the opponent's master and auxiliary soldiers, and stop their sentry by the way. Most of the enemy troops to the east were alive, not corpses, and they always had to eat, drink, clothe, and burn firewood. Let them drink more cold water and eat more bowls of cold rice, in this weather, let them have less strength when fighting! Second, they still investigate the reality of the enemy camp, although the demons who accompany the army on the opposite side are not very skilled, but there are quite a few of them. In this battle, these demons are the big variables, and they must report to the counsel to know what is true and false!"

Hearing Ma Teng say this, He Wu also felt admiration in his heart, and nodded: "Ma Cheng, what you said is true! Seeing that those half-starved Qiang thieves are returning to the camp to find food, we might as well take this opportunity to explore the front again?"

Ma Teng knew that the horse army from Wei Ye's personal guard had a temper that was not afraid of heaven and earth, and he didn't stop it, just looked at He Wudao: "If you fight in front again, there is no chance of victory." He Wu, have you thought about it?"

He Wu laughed, then jumped up, and got on the horse as soon as he turned over: "If you can kill the Qiang dog, it doesn't matter what the odds are!

As soon as their team of sentries got on their horses, they saw that as far as the eye could see, the light suddenly dimmed in the sky above the Qiang army camp, and even the last rays of the remnant sun were swallowed up!

Seeing this scene, Ma Teng also jumped up: "Something must have happened to the Qiang thief camp! Everyone get on the horse, you must find out!"

"Don't report back first?"

Ma Teng grabbed the horse's belly and rushed out first: "We are light riding sentry scouts, just to advise the ears and eyes, not to find out clearly, let alone say anything in return!"