The old man in the crowd who was meditating with his eyes closed suddenly opened his eyes, his expression was serious, and he listened attentively.

Boom...... Boom... Knock knock, the voice got closer and closer, the old man's color changed, and he got up and shouted: "A large group of cavalry is coming, everyone is ready." ”

The sound rang in everyone's ears, and the noisy crowd fell silent for a moment. Immediately afterwards, there was a panic, some were looking for the leader, and some ran to the war horse, and some people scolded but didn't take it seriously, walking slowly and leisurely.

Before they could form their team, a dark shadow could be faintly seen in the distance, growing from small to large. Swift, swift and swift towards them.

This scene made the hearts of those who didn't care jump in their hearts, and they hurriedly ran, rode war horses, and looked for a team.

The old man was even more nervous, the speed and number of the newcomer, even if he was the strength of the grandmaster, he did not dare to resist hard, and he could only rely on his subordinates to block the impact of the other party, so that he could have time to exert his due strength.

The Grandmaster is indeed very strong, not as strong as words. If you fight a guerrilla war and are not surrounded by the army, even two or three thousand people will be killed one by one. Because the strong internal strength of the grandmaster is strong, he can recover most of his internal strength in a short period of time. But if he is surrounded by an army, there is no room for him to move, and if he is not given the slightest time to rest, at most a thousand people will be exhausted.

What's even more terrifying is to be killed by the elite cavalry, if three or five hundred elite cavalry are desperate, one rush can make the grandmaster strong lose more than half of his internal strength. So the old man urged his innate masters to seize the time to sort out the team.

In less than a hundred breaths, the two centaurs were already able to see each other's full picture.

"What the hell?"

"Could this be the Praetorian Guard of the Northern Plains Emperor?"

After seeing the whole picture of the attacking people, the already stable crowd was chaotic again, and was shocked by the fierce momentum of the other party.

The old man had already considered whether to leave his men behind and run away now. It's really that the other party is too strong, so strong that he doesn't have the slightest desire to resist.

"Is it really the Praetorian Guards of the Northern Plains Emperor? No, how could they come to such a remote place? And I haven't received any information. ”

Chen Mo didn't know what the old man thought, and even if he knew, he didn't care. Looking at the sand thieves who were rioting, Chen Mo directly ordered.

"Kill"

Thus the might of the army of the dead was revealed to the world for the first time.

I saw that the cavalry of the Dead Realm instantly surpassed Chen Mo, drew out the long knife at his waist in a neat manner, and crashed into the sand thief without slowing down, taking away human lives with a simple swing of the knife.

The sand thieves didn't even have a chance to fight back, and most of them were killed in a single face.

The internal force of a sand thief in the innate realm flowed wildly, looking at a cavalryman who came to him, he raised his sword and slashed out, trying to kill the other party.

The indifferent eyes of the Dead Realm Cavalry swept over, and he raised his long knife to block the sword light. Ignoring the man's frightened eyes, the long knife did not retract, quickly adjusted the angle, and the force in his hand increased, and the long knife slashed directly at the man from top to bottom. I saw that the sand thief of the Innate Realm was directly split in two by the long knife in the middle.

The old man of the sand thieves was scared, just one charge, more than 1,000 people under his command died directly, but none of the other party fell. This result made him frightened, and he no longer hesitated, and his body flashed backwards quickly, and in the blink of an eye, he ran a few hundred meters away.

The commander of the thousand has been staying by Chen Mo's side, stopping Chen Mo who was eager to try, and when he saw the old man running away, he said to Chen Mo. The figure jumped, and quickly chased after it.

Watching the battlefield fight for the first time, Chen Mo couldn't help but be a little excited, and a little apprehensive. Originally, I wanted to get involved in it, but I was stopped by the commander. In his words: If Childe wants to go into battle to kill the enemy himself, it proves that we are all dead.

The old man of the sand thieves used his fastest speed to get away from the battlefield, and thought over and over again: This time it is a big loss, and all the decades-old books have been folded in, and it is necessary to get more benefits from that person when he turns back.

After running for more than ten kilometers, when the old man thought it was safe and was about to stop, there was a joking voice in his ears. "You're running too slow!"

The old man's hair stood on end, and he turned his head to find that the man dressed like the cavalry was following him, keeping the same speed as himself.

When did this man come along? Why didn't I notice any movement?

"Childe is angry, so I won't waste time with you. ”

The commander's voice fell, his body accelerated violently, and he reached out and grabbed the old man.

The old man's eyes were cracking, and he desperately mustered up his internal strength, and he also reached out and slapped the incoming palm.

Click!

"Ah......h

A crisp sound was accompanied by a scream, and the old man's left hand was broken directly from his wrist, and he waved his right hand in severe pain, hoping to block the palm that was close at hand.

Click!

There was another crisp sound, and the old man's right hand was directly grabbed by the commander, and with a turn of his wrist, the old man's right hand was directly twisted.

Touch!

The commander kicked the old man in the abdomen, and the old man vomited blood and flew upside down, but after landing on the ground, he could no longer get up.

The commander walked towards the old man step by step, and the old man struggled to speak: "Don't kill me, I'll give you all my money, I'm very rich." ”

When the commander heard this, he said, "Don't worry, I won't kill you, at least not now." After speaking, he grabbed the old man and hurried back to the battlefield.

Chen Mo had a preliminary understanding of the strength of the Death Realm Army, and more than a thousand sand thieves with internal strength and not low only lasted five minutes in front of the Death Realm Army. Someone still fled, and the army wasted time in pursuit.

The whole battle was a massacre, an effortless slaughter. The next step was to loot the sand thieves for valuable items and gold and silver.

A few large pits were simply dug and the carcasses of the sand thieves and horses were buried on the spot to avoid the plague. Even though no one may pass by, be careful to avoid accidents.

Wang Sanhai's fifteen people didn't know what to say at the moment, and the scene in front of them had already proved the strength of this army. Even the most elite guards under the former generals were a lot worse than them.

When the battlefield was almost cleaned, the commander also came back with a badly injured grandmaster sand thief who had broken his legs and deliberately broke his legs.

Throwing the Sand Thief Grandmaster, who had no ability to act independently, at Chen Mo's feet, he said to Chen Mo, "Childe, this is that Grandmaster. ”

Chen Mo kicked with his foot, and found that this person was already unconscious, so he didn't dare to be interested. After seeing that several earthen pits were filled, he directly ordered to turn around.

Coming and going, except for a few dirt bags, there was silence.

On the way back, he met Chen Xianhai and his party who came to look for Chen Mo, and in the face of the shocked eyes of several people, Chen Mo motioned to the commander to throw the sect master sand thief in front of Chen Xianhai. The unconscious Grandmaster was tossed around like rags.

"This is the Grandmaster Sand Thief, Uncle brought it back for a good interrogation, maybe you can get some useful information. ”

"Is this the Grandmaster Sand Thief?" Chen Xianhai said incredulously.

"Well, he is. Chen Mo pointed to the unconscious old man.

"Hiss" Chen Xianhai couldn't help but gasp, looking at the army of the dead world strangely, especially the commander beside Chen Mo. His instincts told him that this man was better than himself.

Puzzled by the origin of these people, and worried that Chen Mo was young and being used by people with intentions, he asked directly: "Xiao Mo, who are these people?"

Chen Mo smiled, but just said "his own people", and did not explain.

Chen Xianhai was helpless and decided to go back and investigate. So a few people turned around and went back, compared to the hurry when they came, when they turned around, they seemed a little lighter, and there was one more Grandmaster prisoner.

After entering the city, Chen Xianhai returned to Chen's Mansion with the captives, and Chen Mo went straight to the City Lord's Mansion with his men and horses. The high-headed horse and the chilling momentum have attracted a lot of discussion from the residents in the city all the way.

The city lord's mansion is enough to easily accommodate 1,000 people, and the city lord's mansion is fully equipped, not only with a large number of houses, but also with stables, martial arts arenas, office areas, accommodation areas, and so on.

"You don't have to go back, you can stay here in the future, familiarize yourself with the environment first, find a room for each, and go." ”

"No!"

Entering the City Lord's Mansion, Chen Mo gave direct orders to the commander.

When Wang Sanhai and others heard it, they all guessed where these people came from. Listening to the meaning of Chen Mo's words, these people were obviously not from Phantom Moon City, or even from the Northern Plains Kingdom. Otherwise, with such an army, they would not have known any information.

The army of the Dead Realm divided a part to directly occupy the high positions in the mansion, and the line of sight contained the entire city lord's mansion. The other part is to wander around, not letting go of any corner, so that you are familiar with it, and you must ensure that there are no dead corners in the house.

The discussion caused by Chen Mo quickly spread throughout the city.

Inside the Hong Mansion, Hong Xuyan's roar sounded. "Check, check it out immediately. ”

The county magistrate Wu county order just said one word. "Check!"

Many forces in the city have mobilized manpower for the same purpose: to find out the origin of these people, and to find out all the actions of the city lord Chen Mo after leaving the city.

Two hours later, the shocking news reached the ears of those in power.

Bang!

The teacup in Hong Xuyan's hand was crushed, the broken teacup cut through the palm, and the blood slowly dripped down. The wound in his hand was covered by the shock in his heart, and he suspected that he had heard it wrong, so he asked again uncertainly: "You say it again!"

There was still a look of horror on the faces of the people who came to report it, and when they heard the words, they recounted again: "A hundred miles west of the city, we have found several mounds where a large number of human and horse corpses are buried, and no people of any power have passed there. Judging by the number of people, it should be the group of sand thieves. Based on the traces of the battle at the scene, the expressions of the dead people, and the wounds on their bodies, it should have been a crushing battle. ”

"Whew..."

Raising his hand and waving the man away, Hong Xuyan slumped on the chair. After a long time, the whole person suddenly jumped up and walked quickly to the backyard.

He was going to find the Dinghai Divine Needle of the Hongfu, a grandmaster-level powerhouse, and his father to discuss.

In an inconspicuous house somewhere, a middle-aged man dressed in gorgeous clothes was in a hurry to lose his popularity and whispered to another person: "Hurry up and let people stop." ”

The man smiled bitterly: "It's late." ”

The middle-aged man's face turned pale instantly, and he muttered, "It's over, the young master has caused a big disaster this time." No, there is a way. ”

Staring at this person, the middle-aged man said murderously: "Extinguish the mouth, kill all the people involved, whether you know our identity or not, as long as you are involved, kill it directly." Go now!"

"Good!"