A small leader of a barbarian clan, his strength can only be regarded as the peak of the initial realm, Li Wenshuo didn't pay attention to it at all, but his move to cut off his head really scared the dozens of barbarian cavalry.

You must know that the one who rushed out just now is the strongest among them, and he is the oldest in the tribe, and he always charges forward in daily battles and takes care of everyone.

When he rushed out, they were still looking forward to it.

However, in just a moment, this anticipation turned into consternation, and all that was left to the eyes was the soaring head and blood.

Their hearts sank for a moment, and then they began to draw their scimitars, ready to charge.

They are all the elite of the barbarian army, and some blood can only arouse the murderous aura and anger in their hearts, but even if they are stronger than them?

After all, there is only one person, can he turn the sky upside down?

They also rushed up.

Li Wenshuo's face did not change at all, the sword light and sword shadows, and the blood splashed, but his heart was calm, these people were too weak to pose the slightest threat to him.

In other words, with his incorruptible vajra body, standing there and letting them fight for a day, exhausting himself to death may not be able to hurt him.

The sword light was like a dragon, the two sides staggered, Li Wenshuo swung dozens of swords in an instant, each sword must take a person's life, and before those soldiers could react, he had already held the reins.

There are only a few dozen ownerless horses left in the shallows.

Li Wenshuo stood there, let out a sigh of relief, turned over and dismounted, and drove those grain carts to start walking back, as for those barbarian war horses, they were still hovering beside the corpse of their master, a little at a loss.

There are not all good people in any nation, and not all bad people.

Li Wenshuo didn't want to kill any good people, but he wouldn't have any guilt because of today's behavior, these people had knives in their hands and rode horses to the land of the Central Plains, so they had to be aware of death.

What's more, in Li Wenshuo's opinion, they deserve to die, and they didn't come to say hello when they chased them out on horseback.

I'm here to kill someone.

Not long after, he drove the carriage back to the previous village, and when he came back, the people in the village were also stunned, they only thought that Li Wenshuo would be like this, after all, the barbarians were fierce and numerous.

But no one expected that Li Wenshuo would really come back with food, and moreover, so quickly.

The village chief suppressed the grief in his heart, walked in front of Li Wenshuo, knelt on the ground with a plop, and said, "Thank you for saving your life, dare to ask, those barbarians?"

"Kill them all. ”

Li Wenshuo said casually, he didn't want to waste more time here, these days, he also figured out the scale of the barbarian's entry this time.

An army of 70,000 people, including many masters, even Ulan Baatar personally went into battle.

With such a scale, he didn't know how Liu Ye planned to deal with it.

He was thinking about things, and he was a little distracted, but the more he was like this, the more everyone in the village felt that he was unfathomable, and the old village chief was also helped up by Luo Jiuyi, and asked: "Girl, I think you are all extremely extraordinary, the old man took the liberty of asking, who are you?"

Li Wenshuo also came back to his senses at this time, arched his hand at the elder in front of him, and said: "Old man, don't care, I'm just a chivalrous man walking the rivers and lakes with a sword." ”

He turned his head to look at Luo Jiuyi and asked softly, "How are the injured in the village?"

Luo Jiuyi shook her head, she had long been accustomed to killing, and no matter how many people died, she couldn't touch her heartstrings, and said calmly: "The barbarian people's knives are fast and heavy, ordinary people, without armor to protect themselves, basically their lives will be lost if they go down with a knife, plus we have delayed for a while before, and the medicine on hand can't be saved at all." ”

Li Wenshuo was silent for a moment, then raised his head, saluted the village chief again, and said: "Everyone, the barbarians are still marching, and there are not a few such tragic things, so you must take the first step." ”

The old village chief also nodded, put away his grief, looked at Li Wenshuo, and said earnestly: "Young man, go, big things are important, appease the villagers This kind of trivial matter is still done, kill a few more barbarians, and let them see the power of our good men in the Central Plains!"

Li Wenshuo clenched his fists heavily, and Luo Jiuyi picked a barbarian god horse one after another, turned over and got on the horse, the sound of hooves resounded like thunder, and left the village in a blink of an eye.

At the head of the village, a group of people gathered together and looked at their backs.

"Village chief, who are they?"

A tiger-headed man asked in a daze.

The village chief snorted, raised his hand, and said proudly: "That's my chivalrous man from the Central Plains!"

Flying egrets in desert paddy fields, yellow orioles in the shade of summer trees.

Birds circulate between the heavens and the earth, and chivalrous warriors travel the rivers and lakes with swords.

The barbarian iron cavalry buckles the pass, and there are not a few chivalrous people like Li Wenshuo and Luo Jiuyi who are running around the rivers and lakes, they may not have such good martial arts, but they have a chivalrous heart, which can show the sun and the moon.

Confucianism often says that chivalry is forbidden by force.

But chivalrous people often have, except for that chivalrous heart, only the martial arts in their hands are left, they know what is right and wrong, and they know what they should do.

Ulaanbaatar's ranks stopped, they must have been marching at this time, but today they had stopped.

It's incredible.

But he had to stop, and the team he sent out to grab food today did not come back on time today, and the only one who came back was only three people left, all of whom were masters in the team.

And when they came back, all three of them were already dying.

He never imagined that he would encounter such great resistance.

But he also felt that there were more and more masters around him, and there were even more martial artists in the Xuanche realm, these martial artists, if they were placed on the grassland, no matter which tribe they were, they were definitely tribal warriors with extremely high status.

But now, they are scattered in the way they must pass, and they do not appear head-on, but they continue to cause them trouble.

He became less and less incomprehensible.

The entire Central Plains, now all know that the barbarians have entered the customs, and the active knights from all over the country heard the news, and after a little inquiry, they will know the route of the barbarian march, after all, it is 70,000 people, and the marching team has been stretched for several miles, so they can't hide it.

Numerous warriors, who have no contact with each other, spontaneously follow this invading barbarian army, once they find that there are scattered barbarian cavalry, there are a few warriors who leave the team and follow them, and after a fight, almost all of them are in a situation of not dying.

Ulan Baatar is a steppe man, with a unique majestic heart of the steppe people in his heart, but for a while he also couldn't understand the Central Plains people's approach, in his opinion, although the Central Plains has a unified Liyang Dynasty, but there are countless city-states, countless forces, in the face of foreign enemies, how can it be so easy to unite?

But he had to change his strategy, the army advanced, although he had not read any military books, but he also knew the truth that the soldiers and horses did not move the grain and grass first, this time the soldiers were dangerous, and they were almost forced into a desperate situation.

A team of 70,000 people, plus a pair of horses, consumes no less than tens of thousands of catties of food for each meal, not to mention the forage that the war horses have to consume.

Ulan Batel looked up at the sky above him, let out a sigh of relief, and said to the adjutant beside him: "Pass the order, change the route of advance, the army will move, directly run over a few villages, and then capture a big city, and prepare the food for a protracted war before going to Chang'an City." ”

He also thought very clearly, in the hinterland of the Central Plains, those cities could not be compared with Fenghuazhou, they had not experienced the baptism of war, the cities were not high, the walls were not thick, and the defenders may be brave, but they have not experienced real blood and fire.

It was not only Ulan Baatar who suffered setbacks, but also Liu Ye, all of which he carefully planned, in order to eliminate this team of 70,000 people, he even sacrificed 5,000 guards of Shayang Village.

After that, he figured out the barbarian march route early, and the barbarian march might be smoother at the beginning, but he had already laid many ambushes in some dangerous passes behind.

However, unexpectedly, the march of these barbarians was not only slower than speculated, but later, even the route of the march was changed.

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Summary of this chapter A small leader of a barbarian clan, his strength can only be regarded as the peak of the initial realm, Li Wenshuo didn't pay attention to it at all, but his move was a knife to cut off his head, but it really scared the dozens of barbarian cavalry.

You must know that the one who rushed out just now is the strongest among them, and he is the oldest in the tribe, and he always charges forward in daily battles and takes care of everyone.

When he rushed out, they were still looking forward to it.

However, in just a moment, this anticipation turned into consternation, and all that was left to the eyes was the soaring head and blood.

Their hearts sank for a moment, and then they began to draw their scimitars, ready to charge.

They are all the elite of the barbarian army, and some blood can only arouse the murderous aura and anger in their hearts, but even if they are stronger than them?

After all, there is only one person, can he turn the sky upside down?

They also rushed up.

Li Wenshuo's face did not change at all, the sword light and sword shadows, and the blood splashed, but his heart was calm, these people were too weak to pose the slightest threat to him.

In other words, with his incorruptible vajra body, standing there and letting them fight for a day, exhausting himself to death may not be able to hurt him.

The sword light was like a dragon, the two sides staggered, Li Wenshuo swung dozens of swords in an instant, each sword must take a person's life, and before those soldiers could react, he had already held the reins.

There are only a few dozen ownerless horses left in the shallows.

Li Wenshuo stood there, let out a sigh of relief, turned over and dismounted, and drove those grain carts to start walking back, as for those barbarian war horses, they were still hovering beside the corpse of their master, a little at a loss.

There are not all good people in any nation, and not all bad people.

Li Wenshuo didn't want to kill any good people, but he wouldn't have any guilt because of today's behavior, these people had knives in their hands and rode horses to the land of the Central Plains, so they had to be aware of death.

What's more, in Li Wenshuo's opinion, they deserve to die, and they didn't come to say hello when they chased them out on horseback.

I'm here to kill someone.

Not long after, he drove the carriage back to the previous village, and when he came back, the people in the village were also stunned, they only thought that Li Wenshuo would be like this, after all, the barbarians were fierce and numerous.

But no one expected that Li Wenshuo would really come back with food, and moreover, so quickly.

The village chief suppressed the grief in his heart, walked in front of Li Wenshuo, knelt on the ground with a plop, and said, "Thank you for saving your life, dare to ask, those barbarians?"

"Kill them all. ”

Li Wenshuo said casually, he didn't want to waste more time here, these days, he also figured out the scale of the barbarian's entry this time.

An army of 70,000 people, including many masters, even Ulan Baatar personally went into battle.

On such a scale, he did not know