Close, close.

One hundred steps, fifty steps, thirty steps.

When the entire cavalry attacked the Anxi Army's position, Ocampos' heart was in his throat.

He has never led a charge personally.

Although General Oscar was with him at this moment, Ocampos still felt very nervous.

But when the cavalry team actually hit the Anxi Army's position, the nervous feeling in his heart disappeared.

Because at this moment his mind was blank.

Boom!

With the huge noise, the entire cavalry seemed to have hit a wall, and for a moment they were thrown off their backs.

The neighing of horses and the wailing and painful cries of people are intertwined, making people feel as if they are in the Asura Hell.

Although the cavalry team of the Fire Wheel Kingdom was fully armed and armored, facing the iron-walled Anxi Army, they were still like a mouse seeing a cat and had no temper at all.

The Anxi Army is indeed the army that knows how to target cavalry best. The formation they put up makes it impossible for the Fire Wheel Cavalry to escape.

What was in front of them was a wall, and it was a wall of steel.

The most important thing in a cavalry charge is the formation. Once the formation is broken up, it is almost impossible to gather them again.

At this moment, the formation of the Fire Wheel Nation's cavalry was not only dispersed, but also dispersed completely and in a complete mess, just like a goddess scattering flowers.

At this moment, Oscar also fell off his horse and rolled a few times in a daze.

What's even more tragic is that his head was trampled hard by the frightened horse, and it was trampled into pulp.

Ocampos had the misfortune to witness all this.

This hapless king was so frightened that he foamed at the mouth.

He had never seen a person's head being trampled to pulp at such a close distance.

This feeling of bloody flesh is really disgusting.

"How could this happen? How could this happen?"

Ocampos didn't understand why the situation was completely different from what he expected.

Why did the good things become like this?

But obviously the Anxi Army did not leave him more time to react, and brave soldiers stepped forward and pinched Ocampos.

Because the golden armor he wore was so eye-catching, the soldiers of the Anxi Army were able to conclude that this man was Ocampos without any analysis.

At this moment, Ocampos did not resist. He was completely stupid and at a loss.

He allowed the soldiers of the Anxi Army to pick him up and then brought him to his old rival Liu Lin.

Liu Lin was sitting on his horse looking down at Ocampos with disdain in his eyes.

"How dare you charge and break through? With just these cavalry of yours, you want to rush into the formation of our Anxi army? You are overestimating your capabilities, right?"

"me"

Ocampos was choked by words for a moment and didn't know what to say.

"Alas, pitifulness is even more hateful. There is a saying among us Central Plains people that pitiable people must be hateful. So you are not worthy of pity. Everything you are experiencing now is your own fault. There will be consequences.

Because, your cause sowed bitter fruits. So you got everything you have now."

Liu Lin gave Ocampos a chance.

If Ocampos had just chosen to walk out of the palace to plead guilty and surrender with a group of Fire Wheel soldiers, maybe Liu Lin would have given him a lighter sentence.

But Ocampos didn't.

He chose to fight to the end and fight to the end against the powerful Anxi Army.

This is certainly not a wise move.

With the strength of Ocampos and the strength of the Fire Wheel Nation's cavalry, this is tantamount to hitting an egg against a stone.

But he still chose to do it.

Now that you have made this choice, you must pay the price for this choice.

No matter which angle you consider, it is impossible for Liu Lin to keep Ocampos any longer.

"Behead him and hang his head on the top of the city for public display."

Liu Linyun said calmly, as if he was slaughtering chickens and dogs.

"Spare your life, spare your life. Please forgive me, the Protector, and just treat me like a fart and let it go."

Once he heard that Liu Lin was going to kill him, Ocampos woke up from a dream.

He screamed loudly and begged for mercy, but Liu Lin's soldiers didn't care. They suppressed him to the ground, and one of them pulled out a bright steel knife and slashed at his neck.

But with a popping sound, Ocampos' head was chopped off.

Blood flew out, and his head rolled away like a ball.

Liu Lin picked up the beheaded head and played with it for a while, but suddenly felt bored.

"Take it and hang it on the city wall to warn everyone."

Zhongnan Mountain, Haoran Academy.

Next to the ink-washing pool, Third Senior Brother Long Qingquan, dressed as a mountain figure, started walking.

"It's so similar. Third senior brother, I think you are at least eighty-nine points similar to the mountain leader now."

Zhao Xun praised him from the side.

He sincerely thinks so.

The Sixth Senior Brother's craftsmanship is really exquisite, and when he looks like this, he looks very much like Shan Zhang.

The most important thing is that the third senior brother's aloof temperament also matches well with Shan Chang's.

If it were an ordinary person, the appearance would probably be imitable, but the temperament would be seen through at a glance.

As expected of the person in the academy who has the most mountain-like temperament, the third senior brother really can't find fault in this aspect.

"Junior brother, I still feel a little unsteady. This forced fusion of zhenqi will put me under tremendous pressure even for just a moment. Think about it, what will happen if I can't support it and my body explodes?

good?"

Long Qingquan still felt a little uneasy, spread his hands and complained.

In fact, the worries of the third senior brother are not unreasonable.

Many practitioners of the Demon Sect forcibly absorbed the energy of heaven and earth into their bodies, and improved their cultivation in a short period of time.

But because the space in their bodies cannot accommodate so much vitality, they will eventually burst and die.

The problems faced by Long Qingquan today are actually very similar.

Of course, the energy he absorbed was not that much, but it should not be underestimated.

After all, if you have to forcibly transform a second-grade person into a super-grade person in a short period of time, it’s really two questions whether you can handle it.

"Let's give it a try. We have no other choice. But Third Brother, I don't think you need to worry too much. The situation you imagined won't happen. Your foundation is so solid, even the mountain commander can't

I praised it personally."

Zhao Xun reassured the third senior brother: "Besides, if you really can't bear it, you can force the Qi out of your body. Although the Qi forced out is wasted, it is still better than your body exploding."

The meaning of Zhao Xun's words is very obvious. He knows his own body well.

It is impossible for a living person to suffocate to death.

If Long Qingquan couldn't hold it back, he would just force out his true energy. He wouldn't be able to resist just to save face.

If this is the case, then no one can blame it.

"Okay, then I'll give it a try. If I can't bear it anymore, I'll just force the excess Qi out of my body."

"By the way, junior brother, how is the mountain commander's recovery now?"

No one is allowed to disturb Shanzhang when he is in retreat, but only Zhao Xun can enter.

Of course, Zhao Xun just sent a meal to the mountain leader, and it was impossible to say any more unnecessary words.

"I think Shan Zhang is in good condition, at least that's what it looks like to me."

Zhao Xun said truthfully: "But I can only see the surface. As for the mountain chief's current health, I don't know."

It is impossible for Zhao Xun to talk nonsense.

"There is a saying that with Shan Chang's state, even if he is so seriously injured, as long as he is given time to recover, he will be able to return to his original state in a short time. The time he gave himself is one month, but I

I think it may not take that long. It should be about half a month or twenty days. The reason why the mountain chief wants to say a longer time is to leave a margin, and secondly to make us nervous and take more time.

He shares a little bit."

Zhao Xun's analysis can be said to be profound.
To be continued...