The country of Jingnan is densely covered with rivers, so the two horses are still traveling day and night.
It's just that there is some trouble in how to get from Jingnan Kingdom to Beiyan Kingdom, because a series of wars started on the border between the two countries not long ago. It was Beiyan who took the initiative. Many light cavalry, ranging from a few hundred to a thousand riders, entered in large numbers.
The pass was harassed, and the northern Jingnan Kingdom had almost no cavalry capable of fighting in the wild, so they could only retreat to the city. Therefore, the border passes between the two countries were closed. Under this situation, any warrior traveling would become a target.
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However, the two riders decided to choose the border mountain road to cross the border.
Considering the previous infiltration of Wuling Kingdom scouts into Jingnan Kingdom, Sui Jingcheng seemed to have some understanding.
At dusk that day, they rode up the hillside and saw a village built along the water, with fires everywhere.
Just when Sui Jingcheng thought that his senior would watch from afar for a while and then take a detour, a horseman was already galloping downhill and heading straight for the village. Sui Jingcheng was stunned for a moment, and then he galloped up to keep up.
After entering the village, it was like a hell-like scene on earth. There were tortured corpses everywhere. Most of the women were half-clothed. Many young and strong men died of excessive blood loss after their limbs were poked with bloody holes by spears.
The struggle to climb left traces of blood along the way, as well as many broken limbs cut by sharp blades. Many children met a particularly miserable end.
Sui Jingcheng turned over and dismounted, squatting on the ground and retching.
Chen Ping'an closed his eyes and listened carefully. After a while, he said, "There are no survivors."
Sui Jingcheng didn't listen at all, he just felt that his bile was about to vomit out.
Chen Pingan squatted down, picked up the blood-soaked soil, kneaded it gently, threw it on the ground, stood up, looked around, then jumped up to the ridge of the roof, looking at the footsteps and horse hoof marks around him, his eyes kept looking further, and finally fell on the
Behind the ground, Chen Ping'an took off the sword gourd and handed it to Sui Jingcheng. Then he handed the horse's reins to Sui Jingcheng, "Let's follow and catch up. Remember to protect yourself. You may not be safe if you stay here alone. Try your best.
Follow me, and when the horse's legs are weak, switch to another horse."
Chen Pingan swept away.
Sui Jingcheng got on his horse, endured dizziness, and galloped wildly.
Fortunately, the man in green shirt did not deliberately use all his strength to catch up, but still took care of the leg strength of Sui Jingcheng's mount.
About half an hour later, I heard the sound of horse hooves in a shallow valley.
The senior kept walking, "I've caught up. Don't worry about hurting the horse. Just keep up with me. It's best not to leave a distance of two hundred steps. But be careful, no one knows what accident will happen."
Sui Jingcheng jumped on the back of another horse, tied around her waist the sword gourd that her senior had placed on her side, and began to charge forward.
The fine cavalrymen of the frontier army had iron rules about washing their horses' noses and feeding them with food and fodder.
In this half-way and half-stream valley, the light horse must have stopped for a while, not long after setting off.
Someone from the group of cavalrymen on the tail of the light cavalry happened to turn their heads, and after seeing the ethereal figure in a flying blue shirt with no visible face, they were stunned for a moment, and then roared at the top of their lungs: "Martial men are attacking!"
Dressed in green shirts, they arrived in an instant like blue smoke. A dozen well-trained elite knights had just turned their horses and were about to draw their bows and raise their crossbows. The standard swords on the waists of the two knights were unsheathed for some unknown reason. In an instant, two
The head flew high into the sky, and the two headless corpses fell onto the back of the horse.
The blue shirt never touched the ground, but he just bent down and moved around on the horse again and again, holding a knife in both hands.
In the blink of an eye, twenty of the horsemen were hacked to death, all with one knife, either cutting them off in the middle or splitting them in half at the head.
The elite cavalry of the Beiyan Kingdom began to disperse quickly, abandoning their bows and crossbows for swords, and some began to take out armor from their armor pouches and put them on themselves.
There was a fine knight who looked like a general, flying over with a long spear in his hand. He stabbed the man in green shirt quickly with his spear. The latter was stabbing the knight next to him on the neck with the tip of his knife. He just retracted his knife.
Taking advantage of the situation, he wanted to lean back and kill the knight behind him, but Chang Yan just calculated the opponent's attack accurately.
Sui Jingcheng was about to shout to be careful, but quickly shut up.
The next moment, Sui Jingcheng saw the man in green shirt turning sideways in the air, walking forward, and crashing into the long spear. He let the spear stab him in the heart, and then swept forward.
The knight shouted angrily, and even though the palm of his hand was bloody and bloody, he still refused to let go. However, the long sticks continued to slip from the palm of his hand. Under the fierce friction, the bones must be visible in the palm of his hand. The knight knew that something was wrong and finally wanted to give up.
He had a long hair passed down from his ancestors, but suddenly, the man in green shirt was already bending down and standing on the horse's head. The next moment, a knife pierced his neck, instantly piercing it.
The man suddenly stood up and pierced the knight's neck with the long knife in his right hand. Not only that, the hand holding the knife was raised high, and the knight's whole body was taken away from the horse.
On top of the war horse, the Beiyan Kingdom's standard sword in the hand of the blue-shirted man has almost penetrated the knight's neck, revealing a large section of the sharp edge. Because the sword was drawn out too fast, it was almost without a trace of blood.
situation.
Chen Ping'an suddenly put away his sword, rolled the body off his horse, and smashed it to the ground.
Taking this opportunity, the cavalrymen of Beiyan Kingdom launched a round of bow and crossbow shooting.
Chen Ping'an held the knife in both hands, his green shirt shook, and all the arrows shattered in the air.
The war horse under his feet instantly broke his legs and knelt down. The green shirt was almost invisible. Only the two bright sword lights were shining everywhere, just like the firelight in the village, it was chaotic and disorderly, but there were dead people everywhere.
Two hundred elite riders from Beiyan, and two hundred incomplete corpses.
Chen Ping'an stood on the back of a war horse, dropped the two long knives in his hands on the ground, and looked around, "You followed us all the way, and finally found such an opportunity, and why don't you show up?"
In the stream with water no more than the knees, a head appeared unexpectedly, covered with a snow-white mask, ripples appeared in waves, and finally there was a man in black robe standing over there, a smiling voice oozing out from the edge of the mask, "What a handsome swordsmanship.
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At the same time, several assassins in black clothes and white masks fell from the cliffs everywhere.
There is a graceful woman, holding a gouache box in one hand, holding an orchid finger, and applying makeup on her fair neck.
One person had his hands hidden in his sleeves.
There was a man squatting next to the corpse of the knight, placing his fingers between the eyebrows of the head.
There was a man who was as tall as a hill and carried a huge bow on his back.
The only man in black robe standing on the water smiled and said: "Start working to make money, and make a quick decision. Don't delay the Sword Immortal's journey to hell."
The assassin who put makeup on his neck said in a charming voice: "I know, I know."
She put away the gouache box in her sleeves, shook her sleeves with both hands, and drew two shining daggers, with densely carved ancient talisman patterns carved on them.
As she slowly rushed forward, two identical women appeared on the left and right sides, and then two more appeared out of thin air, seemingly endlessly.
More than a hundred women holding daggers were overwhelming, swarming towards the young man in green shirt from all directions.
But there was only one person who left the battlefield. He flicked water, kept changing his trajectory, and rushed towards Sui Jingcheng who was sitting on horseback. However, a sword light from the sword gourd penetrated his head, and with a bang, the woman's body turned into a ball.
Blue smoke.
That real battlefield.
One after another, women were beaten to pieces and turned into smoke.
But every woman and every dagger is extremely sharp, and it is by no means a false cover-up. Not only that, the women seem to be covered in hidden weapons, making it difficult for people to guard against.
If that person hadn't been a thick-skinned Golden Body martial artist, an ordinary Sixth Realm martial artist, she would have died dozens of times just because of her skills.
This is the case with the magic of the Immortal Family. Even if she is just a military monk in the sea-watching realm, she can win with quantity and has an innate ability to restrain martial artists.
The world is full of wonders, and nothing is absolute.
The man in a green shirt suddenly disappeared, came to a woman on the edge of the battlefield, and punched her through the heart.
All the women suddenly stopped. She smiled miserably: "Why do you know that I am the real body? The powder box is obviously not in my sleeve..."
Chen Pingan frowned.
The next moment, the woman smiled coquettishly and turned into a puff of smoke, as did all the women. Finally, the smoke gathered in one place, thick smoke billowed, and a woman walked out slowly. She put her hands behind her back and rubbed her hands.
Rubbing his heart, he said with a smile: "You are looking for the right one. Unfortunately, as long as I can't kill them all in one go, I won't die. Are you annoyed, Sword Immortal?"
The woman held her hand behind her back and made a gesture.
The man nodded, and a large cloud of green smoke exploded from the woman's body, and the women flew towards the green shirt again.
After one punch.
Chen Pingan stood where the women were standing, and almost all the women were shattered by the powerful fists of the cavalry.
Only a woman was left with blood seeping out from the gaps in her snow-white mask. She stretched out her fingers and pressed the mask heavily.
A short assassin who was squatting on the ground nodded and stood up, "It's done. I really can't do it with you. I almost missed something."
The woman was obviously seriously injured, "If I hadn't delayed you in every possible way, how could you have drawn the talisman formation?!"
Sui Jingcheng held a sword gourd on his waist and flew out fifteen flying swords.
The sword light went straight to the temple of the short formation master.
The short assassin who had previously hidden his hands in his sleeves had already twisted out a golden talisman when he was talking to the female assassin, and said with a smile: "Since I know you are a swordsman, are you unprepared?"
To be continued...