Thousands of war horses rushed out of the racecourse in an instant and ran wildly towards the north.
If horse carcasses can be gambled to death at the gate of the racecourse, no matter how big the wave is, it will just hit the embankment. But when so many horses have already rushed out, any scattered wild soldiers who rush into the horses will be
It will be thrown away like a log in a torrent.
The strength of ordinary elite soldiers cannot be compared with that of a war horse. The only ones who can disrupt and stop this torrent are practitioners.
A cultivator from the Da Mang Army roared and broke through several tents. He rushed towards Ma Liu with a heavy battle ax as high as a man at the fastest speed he could achieve.
Even if only a section of the torrent formed by the war horses could be cut off, even if only hundreds of horses could be left behind, it would be possible to pursue and intercept all the war horses.
The Damang cultivator, whose muscles were bulging high and whose clothes were torn in pieces, had clearly seen some figures wearing broken black armor in the torrent, which made him easily judge that these were not
It was most of Yunqin's sudden night attack, but some remnants of Yunqin's army.
His footsteps hit the ground hard, and with only a few steps left, he was ready to throw away the tomahawk in his hand, cut off the wooden pillar on the side of the racecourse gate, and first create a certain hindrance to the horses behind him, but then
The moment he kicked his foot on the ground and lifted it forward to jump out, he seemed to be tripped by someone's leg. He lost his balance and fell forward.
The Da Mang practitioner's eyes widened in disbelief, and he tried his best to look towards the place where he had just landed.
Obviously there was no one there. Even if an ordinary sergeant tried to trip him intentionally, the man's foot would probably be broken and he would not be allowed to fall out like this.
This Da Mang practitioner saw clearly...there was indeed no one there, but there was one foot stretched out.
A black foot that stretches upwards diagonally, with a posture that can be described as **...or it can be said to be a claw.
The moment he saw it clearly, the claw fell down and landed on the ground.
Then the Da Mang cultivator who had not yet landed only felt the ground shake slightly. In the corner of his eye, he saw a crystalline ice edge growing out of the ground like bamboo shoots.
He was so horrified that he wanted to scream.
However, the moment his body finally hit the ground, it was too late to make any evasive movements.
With a soft "pop" sound, the sharp ice edge easily pierced the back of his neck, and then passed out of his throat.
In the low grass, Jixiang panted a little tiredly, but it was very satisfied with this blow. While panting, its black eyes blinked a few times, and then moved to another place.
, slipped past quickly.
….
Mo Xunhua and all the Yunqin soldiers wearing broken black armor were firmly clasped in the stirrups, holding the reins with both hands, hiding themselves as much as possible under the horse's belly.
Although many people's bodies could no longer support them, these iron-willed Yunqin soldiers still tightly wrapped the reins around their arms. Even during violent jolts, these reins pulled them like iron saw teeth.
The arms were covered in blood.
Because they know very well that the life and death of each of them is very important at this moment.
Because the number of these war horses exceeds 2,000, if they want to control such a large number of horses, they have to be scattered among this group of war horses as much as possible, control the leading horses and old horses under them, and use some means from time to time.
, causing the surrounding horses to become anxious and frightened and keep running wildly.
At this moment, they did not know the specific details of how Ji Xiang, who had become more well-behaved and considerate after training at Qingluan Academy, intercepted and killed the Da Mang soldiers around the racecourse, but they could feel that most of the war horses had already rushed towards them.
After leaving the racecourse, the nearby Da Mang soldiers still did not organize an effective interception. After the scattered arrows fell into the horses, the horses became even more frightened and ran more violently.
At this time, among the chaotic shouting and roaring, there were some high-pitched, nervous voices, and some women's voices, which seemed particularly abrupt and clear.
"Protect His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!"
"Beware of assassins!"
“…”
Mo Xunhua and all the Yunqin soldiers, who were almost numb from the jolt, began to realize in shock...that the big shot in this army who came to work was actually the prince of Da Mang?!
…
"idiot!"
In the Chinese army's tent, Jin Chengyun, who had received the news that the racecourse was being attacked by the remnants of the Yunqin army, and whose horses were running out of control, turned livid, and swallowed the two words he was about to blurt out in his throat.
"Tell those people to stop shouting!"
"It's just some remnants of the Yunqin army, why are you panicking! Are you afraid that the enemy army doesn't know that His Royal Highness is on the front line and in our army?! Send the heavy armored troops over! Let the soul soldiers and heavy armored troops be ready to attack at any time!"
"All military formations must stay where they are. Don't mess up your position and give your opponents an opportunity to take advantage of you!"
Jin Chengyun issued several military orders in succession, and asked all the generals in the tent not to go out, and they all remained in the tent.
Zhantai Shouzhu's face was very pale.
He knew his identity at the moment, and also knew that as the Prince of Da Mang, it was best to remain absolutely calm at this moment, and it was best to be as gentle and elegant as before. But after all, he had never experienced any battles, and those thrilling horseshoes outside at this moment
The sounds and shouts of killing still made his nervous and frightened emotions reflect on his face.
"His Highness was frightened."
"Your Highness, don't worry."
Jin Chengyun naturally saw the true emotions in Zhantai Shouji's heart at this moment. After saying two consecutive words of relief, his face became extremely gloomy.
A remnant army was able to sneak into the racecourse silently, which made him extremely angry at the moment, but at the same time, he knew very well that even if all the war horses were added together, they would not be as cowardly as the one in front of him who could not control his true emotions.
An arm of the prince.
So he kept all his powerful deployments in the tent, relied on the rest of his generals to do everything outside, and immediately mobilized the most powerful force among the generals here.
This is in the central military tent of an army of 25,000 troops!
Unless a strong man like Gu Yunjing comes in person, it is absolutely impossible for anyone to rush into the Chinese army's tent and kill them all, including the prince.
Although at this moment the Zhantai guardian showed a cowardice that would be despised by most soldiers, the prince was the face of the entire Da Mang, so he and all his powerful subordinates in this tent would stand in front of the prince. If the other party wanted to kill him,
The dead prince can only step over their corpses.
The generals in this tent have all followed him for a long time, so they naturally understand what he is thinking.
So when he saw Jin Chengyun's extremely gloomy face, who looked more and more frightened, his face became paler, and the corners of his mouth began to tremble constantly, one of the generals also coughed slightly and said
: "Your Highness, we are all gathered here to protect you. As long as we don't mess up, this is the safest place in the entire army."
Hearing the words of this general, Zhantai Shouji felt a little calmer. He opened his mouth and wanted to say something lighthearted, but amidst the stormy sounds outside, he was still speechless for a moment.
, only a pale smile appeared.
Jin Chengyun glanced at Zhantai Shouzhu and was about to say something else. Suddenly, his brows furrowed and he stood up suddenly.
Just as his black mail armor covered with golden runes shook with clang, and he stood up like a mountain, there was a burst of sharp shouting and killing sounds and a sudden drum beat in front of the central military tent. Only the soul of the cultivator could
The sound can only be made when hitting the ground with force and traveling quickly.
A terrifying howl of arrows, as violent as the howling of a ghost, immediately sounded.
The hanging curtain in front of the big tent was torn to pieces in an instant, and two arrows with terrifying white swirls appeared in Jin Chengyun's sharply narrowed pupils among countless cowhide fragments.
"idiot!"
Facing these two arrows with extremely terrifying power and speed, Jin Chengyun only did one thing when he finally shouted out these two words, and that was to press Zhantai Shou beside him with both hands.
He put his head on the guardian's shoulders to prevent the Zhantai guardian from making any movements, then raised his head slightly and looked far ahead.
Because his perception made him certain that neither he nor Zhantai Shou was in the path of these two arrows.
This is also a reasonable thing.
Because it was impossible for the assassin to see the location of each of them in the camp through the thick, even soundproof, Chinese military tent.
Therefore, these two arrows could only be shot blindly.
Moreover, the other party launched the attack from the front. He was very sure that his loyal soldiers and guards would never give the other party a chance to attack again. This was definitely a suicidal attack.
As he expected, the moment he raised his head and looked forward, his vision was filled with cold metal. Dozens of heavily armored sergeants who were originally standing on both sides of the tent had completely blocked the people in front of him.
The road was blocked, and countless ordnances had been thrown towards the assassin's location.
Even if the assassin doesn't care about his own life or death, he only needs to consider the opponent's last blow, the last arrow.
However, the last arrow did not fall.
Because at this time, Lin Xi had already clearly seen the situation in the tent, and also keenly saw that the guard of Zhantai was so frightened that he was almost paralyzed.
The moment countless weapons and arrows landed on him, he just calmly muttered the word "go back" to himself in his heart.
…
Time goes back to before it could stop.
Lin Xi was still walking in the darkness, not even revealing her body.
In the Chinese army camp, Jin Chengyun's generals were looking at the Zhantai guardian who was getting more frightened, his face was pale and the corners of his mouth were trembling, and he comforted him: "Your Highness, we are all gathered here to protect you, as long as
If we don't mess up ourselves, this is the safest place in the entire army."
No one thought that Lin Xi had already "saw" the specific situation in the military camp.
There is nothing wrong with Jin Chengyun's self-confidence. In this world, except for people of Gu Yunjing's level, no one else can reach the Chinese army's tent and assassinate the prince in front of their eyes.
However, he didn't know at this moment that it was Lin Xi who came.
He also didn't know that Lin Xi was the only person in the world who had the same ability as Dean Zhang.
Lin Xi is a general whom people like Vice President Xia and others trust.
He doesn't need to break into the Chinese army's tent.
…
When the general of Jin Chengyun spoke to comfort Zhantai Shou, Lin Xi did not approach again, but kept retreating in the shadows.
Then he took out three arrows in the shadow of an empty camp.
These three arrows were not comet-tailed arrows known for their speed, but black metal arrows that he had engraved with patterns to emit a sound that made it difficult for others to recognize the sound of the arrows.
In the darkness, he raised a huge crimson bow and fired three arrows in an instant.
Three black metal arrows disappeared into the darkness.
The sky above the entire company camp was filled with the sound of arrows.
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