At this time, the Li family members realized that this was a real team of iron cavalrymen.

The knights on the horse all wore shiny steel helmets, with a black feather standing on the helmet and a hideous iron mask on their faces. They were wearing one-piece plate armor, and there were some complex and difficult-to-understand patterns on the armor. These patterns were actually simple talismans to reduce the weight of the armor.

They also wear tiger-headed shoulder armor, an iron-piece armor skirt, and a pair of tiger-headed iron battle boots on their feet.

In addition to their respective waist knives, the Desheng hook in front of the horse was hung with various long weapons and a round shield, and on both sides of the back were iron bows and quiveres filled with white feather arrows. The horse was also wearing armor with only four legs exposed.

It looks like moving steel castles.

Although after a long journey, the knight was straight and the horse was naturally slacking off, without any slackness.

This is also a specialty of the high demon world, with a mobile sustainability comparable to that of the heavy cavalry of light cavalry.

The water vapor breathed by people and horses condensed into white mist in the cold wind, as if it was solemn and murderous. There were only fifty riders, but the Li family couldn't stop their hearts from being cold.

These iron cavalry are surrounded by a luxurious exterior carriage. The four horses pulling the carriage are extremely majestic. The luxurious carriage and the high-end iron flags make the owner of the carriage come out.

Boss Li did not look afraid, but instead changed his smile and greeted the carriage. While bowing his hand, he sang and said, "I am Li Zhaochang from the Li family's grain business. He has studied under this sect. I wonder which noble man is in front of me?"

Before he finished speaking, the man in the iron cavalry, the most gorgeous and majestic armored horse drove forward. He took off the iron mask from his face and showed a smiling face. This man was not old, but he looked twenty-five or twenty-six years old, and he looked pretty with red lips and white teeth, but there was a bit of frivolity between his eyebrows and eyes.

He didn't get off his horse and asked casually: "Isn't this Boss Li? You have to make this hard money if you don't rest at home in this cold day?"

Seeing this man's heart was relaxed, Li Zhaochang replied easily: "I am born to be a hard-working person, but the Thirteenth Young Master is here... Could it be to pursue those rice thieves?"

The 13th Master Tie Shisan and Li Zhaochang were old friends. His name was Tie Qianzhuang. He was from a branch of the Tie family. He was a job with the Tie family army but he was not a good person all day long. But although he was a slutty man, he was really good at it, his skills were really smart, and he was even more smart. Therefore, among the Tie family private soldiers who were as strong as a forest of strong people, only the cultivation level of the Tiandi Realm Water and Fire Realm could steadily sit on the cavalry Sima, with one or two or fifty elite cavalry under his command.

Don’t underestimate these fifty cavalry. The Tie Family Army is taking the route of elite soldiers, and the cavalry is only four or two, two or two. The selected soldiers have at least acquired cultivation. It is said that there is also a secret training map. One or two horses form a formation to kill the innate real people who are trapped in death. The two soldiers all take advantage of the territory to fight against the Qi Refining Immortal!

This man will get into other people's business of making money whenever he finds an opportunity, but he is not greedy. The merchants are happy to save some trouble by using his name. Boss Li and the Thirteenth Young Master have also had a lot of dealings.

The iron army pawn raised his head and beat him up, pointed his fingers, and suddenly turned cold and said, "Where are the dolls sitting on the grain trucks coming from? Could it be that you and the rice thief also colluded?"

Li Zhaochang looked indignant and said heartbrokenly: "Thirteenth Young Master, don't joke. How can I, Li, be with these thieves? When it comes to this, I am very angry. Those rice thieves are really unreasonable. They actually exchanged these money-lossing goods for a truck of food and a cow!"

"So you met those rice thieves?"

"That's right, we met your army just one hour away."

Tie Qianzhuang was not polite and said directly: "Then please help me with my brother to guide you."

Boss Li said sincerely: "I dare not, I should serve you."

A childish voice suddenly came to my mind: "Father, the child is going too!"

Li Zhaochang stomped his feet, turned around and scolded his son, "Nothing! Is this something you've got involved?"

The Thirteenth Young Master, who was sitting on the horse whip in his hand, suddenly spoke, "Is this the son-in-law? I said Lao Li, this child doesn't look like you at all, well, he doesn't look like you. Don't spend all your thoughts on making money and neglect your sister-in-law's wife."

Li Zhaochang knew that the master in front of him had always liked to talk nonsense, and was choked by these words and his face suddenly swelled like a pig's liver, and he didn't know how to reply.

His son was a newborn calf and was not afraid of tigers. He heard this and said to Tie Qianzhuang: "As the saying goes, a son looks like a mother, a gold hits a wall, a son looks like a father, and a iron is strolling on a boat. I think this uncle looks very much like Lingzun."

When he heard this, he was furious and slapped his son in the face in a fake manner. Of course, Li Zisheng flashed lightly.

Master Tie San was stunned when he heard this, and then laughed: "Lao Li, your son is a little interesting."

He suddenly took the reins of the horse and rushed towards Li Zisheng. Without waiting for the boy to react, he turned sideways and grabbed the clothes behind him and threw them on the carriage.

Li Zisheng felt that his body was lighter and flew up. When he came to his senses, he found that he had been sitting steadily beside the coachman. The coachman was a big black man, looking down at the boy with a hideous smile, revealing a mouthful of white steel teeth.

Then the boy heard the Thirteenth Young Master smile and said to himself: "I am the uncle, and I will take you to a good show. If you are scared, don't blame me."

After saying this, he ordered his men to free up a horse for Li Zhaochang for him to lead the way, and a group of people roared away.

It takes an hour for the grain truck to take this section of the road, but it only takes a moment for this team of elite riders.

Li Zisheng, sitting in the carriage, saw from a distance that the group of refugees had finished their last lunch, and the whole group slowly trekked hard in the wind and snow.

They also saw the team of people, and there was a vague riot. The boy had a good look and saw the young and strong man holding weapons among the refugees running to the back of the team and gathered.

Although Jingzhou is mountainous, these mountains are not very high, especially now, where they are just a slightly raised hill. The road does not pass by the mountain, but passes directly from the mausoleum.

The refugees were at the highest point, and the slope of the recess where the Tie Family Iron Cavalry was actually quite flat. You can easily climb the top of the mountain with just a kill of horses. It can be said that this terrain is extremely suitable for cavalry.

The people reached hundreds of steps away from the group of refugees. Tie Qianzhuang raised one hand to stop the team, turned to Li Zhaochang next to him and said seriously: "Boss Li, you have dealt with those rice thieves. Go up and tell them that as long as you surrender, I don't want to cause more damage here, and take them all back to the city lord's mansion."

Boss Li is also a bodyguard who has experienced the storm of the world, and he did not refuse and rushed forward directly.

Sure enough, Peng Modao also came forward to talk to him for a few words. After the young and strong man made a noise there, Li Zhaochang turned around and shook his head and spread his hands helplessly at Tie Qianzhuang.

Tie Sima was not angry, but just smiled contemptuously and snorted coldly: "It's stubborn!"

Then he turned around and shouted to the cavalry behind him, "Young people, construction is underway."

Although he had a frivolous attitude, he was rigorous in the formation. Although there were only a group of mobs in front of him, the thirteenth young master did not rush his troops in. He only pointed the three behind with a horsewhip, stretched out three fingers and pointed forward.

The three soldiers from the ten-person team he pointed behind picked up the weapons hanging in front of the horse and clamped them under their armpits. One by one, one by one, and the other was forward, and they automatically formed three small-front arrow formations on the left, middle and right according to the organization. Except for the noise of the horse's hooves colliding with the ground armor, all the people did not make any sound.

Tie Qianzhuang nodded with satisfaction and whipped a flower in the air.

The three teams of men began to slowly increase their horse speed and rushed forward. At this short distance of two hundred steps, the left and right teams of the three teams that were originally charged together suddenly rushed outward and rushed to both sides of the refugees. The soldiers in the ten-person team's vanguard formation adjusted their formation into a line-up line. The team of only ten people was wide open, with a width similar to those of the migrant thieves.

The whole process was like a flowing cloud, and even Li Zisheng, who had a unique embrace, felt it was extremely pleasing to the eye.

The Thirteenth Young Master was also satisfied with the view, nodded and said to himself: "You guys didn't embarrass me."

Li Zhaochang next to him didn't take the opportunity to come forward and make fun of this master, which would be considered a waste of time. However, before he could speak, the situation changed.

A dozen white-haired old men rushed out of the Mi Thief formation, and they didn't even have a wooden stick in their hands to rush straight towards the iron cavalry that was charging. Strangely, the refugees behind them threw down their weapons, lay on the ground, and covered their ears with their hands.

This obviously killing behavior cannot stop the horse team in charge. The well-trained knights can easily pick these old guys up and kill them or stomp them on horseback even at high speed.

The same is true. At that time, the old men staggered forward and approached the horizontal lineup, and even when they were already raised high by long weapons, a few loud explosions started!

These explosions sounded almost at the same time and formed a larger sound wave. Even if they reached the Tie Family's array, which was a hundred steps away, they could make people's eardrums swell. Then a hot wind mixed with dust blew across everyone's faces.

The poor horses sitting down at the knights reacted extremely unbearable in this sound. Some of them had shit and urine and limbs fell to the ground, some of them raised their heads and stood up and jumped up, and some of them were irritable and uneasy and bit their masters.

The people in this formation performed differently. When Tie Qianzhuang, who was watching the battle at the front, noticed that his love horse was about to stand up as soon as he kicked the horse and pushed the horse down and pressed the horse to the ground. But he was nervous and used too much force, and with a "scratch" sound, the front leg of the BMW, worth a thousand gold, broke directly under the great power of the master. The Thirteenth Young Master fell to the ground in the grief of his love horse, and even the stirrups did not have time to throw it away.

Li Zhaochang next to him was also good at his skills. He pressed the saddle and jumped off the horse that was jumping and kicking. Unlucky, before he could land, a shocked horse rushed out from the side and knocked him out.

The impact was really not light now. He struggled on the ground for a long time but couldn't get up.

The most amazing thing was the coachman beside Li Zisheng. The blue veins on his forehead burst out and opened his breath and pulled the reins. He actually stopped the four horses that were about to run forward. He could only shake their heads and tails and make a low cry, and use their hooves to dig the ground hard.

Li Zisheng's reaction was also strange. He instinctively opened his mouth wide and hugged his head with both hands and crawled under the seat.

With a "bang", Li Zisheng, whose butt was facing the sky, saw a charred steel helmet falling from the sky and rolling forward without extinguishing his remaining momentum.

It stopped until it hit the wheel, and then a staring and open head fell out of it!
Chapter completed!