Zhang Ang was awakened by the vibration of the horse's hooves. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Now, after all, it's in the barracks, and the unexpected can happen at any time. So he didn't sleep and enter the Xuanwu Palace, but sat cross-legged on the bed, running the True Qi over and over again, polishing them more and more refined and condensed. And this kind of cultivation, which he has repeated for nearly a hundred years, has almost turned into his instinct, as natural and smooth as breathing.

He has now stood at the apex of the Venerable Realm, and the internal qi of his cultivation is a masterpiece that integrates the internal strength theories of the East and the West, and he has reached the peak of this realm in terms of quantity and quality. Coupled with the "sword intent" he had comprehended when he practiced the "Full Moon Scimitar" and other sword techniques before, it could be said that he was only one step away from the Martial Saint level!

But this step was extremely difficult to take! It was even a hundred times more difficult than the bottleneck he encountered when he was trapped in the Grandmaster level! He could only do this over and over again, and keep the internal force that had been running for tens of millions of days in an endless motion, and pursue this final sublimation with water grinding work day and night.

He likes such a person to exercise silently, at this time he can clearly feel that he is becoming stronger, that closer and closer, about to be omnipotent and powerful. Moreover, with his eyes closed, Zhang Ang's feelings about the outside world will be clearer.

He could feel the frequency of the mosquitoes flapping their wings in the tent, the crackling of wood burning in the campfire outside the tent, the snoring and dreaming of the men in the other tents as they slept, the footsteps of the soldiers walking around the camp, and even the frequent pace of the knights and soldiers patrolling back and forth on the path along the riverbank.

Therefore, when the vibration of the horse's hooves had just begun, he felt the unusualness in it, and the hidden killing intent in it!

There were two waves of the horse's hooves, one lighter coming from the east, and the number was small and the speed was extremely fast. A heavier stream came to the west, very numerous, but a little slower.

These two groups of cavalry came very suddenly! Some patrols along the way were disappearing at a rapid pace! They had bad intentions! They were enemies!

Thinking of this, Zhang Ang didn't hesitate anymore, got up, woke up Adolf next to him, and took him to several other tents to wake up the other members and prepare them for the attack.

Sure enough, not long after the people of the German National Socialist Party had assembled, there was chaos on the east side of the camp, shouts of killing broke out, and after a while, the flames were blazing.

The camp was attacked!

The sound of gongs, drums and trumpets suddenly sounded, and the whole camp was suddenly in chaos.

Countless people ran out of the tent half-naked, some looking for armor, some looking for weapons, some looking for the commander, some yelling, some at a loss, and some running around like flies without their heads......

Even the people of the German National Socialist Party, who had just been called up and had not yet reacted, were at a loss, looking around, not knowing what was happening.

"Don't panic, everyone! It should be the cavalry of the French Revolutionary Army that is attacking at night! We are in the northernmost part of the camp, they shouldn't be so quick to kill!" Zhang Ang turned around and explained to everyone: "The scene is very chaotic now, and I don't know if the elites in front can stop it, let's hide first, try not to participate in the battle, and die in vain!"

Hiding is not about going back and hiding in a tent or the like, looking at the sky-high fire in the east of the camp, presumably the French cavalry set fire to a good way, and if you don't hide well, you can only be burned to death.

Looking around, Adolf ordered: "Let's go to the north, and hide in the woods first! ”

The place where they camped was originally a woodland with hollowed out trees, not far from the densely wooded forest next to it. Although there was a high wooden fence to block them, with the cooperation of everyone, they were knocked down in a short time, and no one took care of them at this time, and everyone escaped into the forest without any problems.

The other serf cannon fodder teams in the camp saw them fleeing, and many of them followed suit, and hid in the woods.

After a while, there was a faint reprimand from the generals outside, but all the people hiding in the woods had extinguished their torches, and they hid themselves tightly behind the trees, shrubs, and stones, and none of them dared to return to the camp.

It was not long before the shouts of killing from the east became more and more faint, as if the raiders had been driven away. Outside the forest, there were also reprimands and orders from several generals who commanded the aristocratic coalition, saying that the enemy had been repulsed and everyone was going out.

Hearing that stern order, many serfs began to walk out of the forest slowly and coweringly.

Looking at the people around him who were about to move, Zhang Ang turned around and suppressed them: "Don't worry! The attack is not over yet! They still have a large group of people in the west! Don't rush out!"

Sure enough, as soon as the words fell, the west of the camp shook like a mountain, and the black torrent visible to the naked eye instantly completely washed away the west camp, and rushed straight towards the Chinese army.

The whole camp was once again in chaos, the ubiquitous shouting and killing sounds were endless, all kinds of sword roars, knife groans, and the sound of breaking the air were even more non-stop, as if countless teams were fighting in the entire camp, there were battles everywhere, there were fires everywhere, and there was no safe place.

Seeing the camp that had fallen back into chaos, everyone in the forest immediately fell silent, everyone tried their best to hide their figures, staring at the camp not far away, not daring to make a sound.

Zhang Ang could clearly feel the heavy gasps in his ears and the beating hearts that were beating fast.

In the camp not far from "Bang", the tent fell in flames, and several cavalrymen in black armor suddenly appeared, waving long knives in their hands, wantonly slaughtering more than a dozen serf soldiers who ran out of the tent.

Then they grew more and more, and groups of black cavalry appeared in the northern camp not far from the woods, turning into black lines of death, slashing at all the targets they saw.

The noble cavalry team wearing exquisite armor met them, and was torn apart by a few blows and killed, while the cannon fodder serfs who could only escape were just tea after dinner, and a sword qi could cut several in half.

They were like a raging wind, killing frantically in the camp, without stopping.

However, their slaughter did not last forever, and in less than a quarter of an hour, as if they had received some order, and after a roar, they slowly retreated, leaving only the mess and corpses in the camp.

Except for a few lucky ones who fled into the woods, there was not a single person standing outside.

Fortunately, they did not chase into the woods, feeling the heavy armored cavalry that began to retreat to the west in an orderly manner, Zhang Ang broke out in a cold sweat.

There are a lot of these heavy armored cavalry, and they are all elite, among which there are many masters who can release their internal qi and external qi, once they are killed in the forest, even if they are protected by Zhang Ang and Adolf, their members will inevitably suffer heavy damage. Fortunately, their horses just swirled around outside the woods and withdrew.

(To be continued.) )