In the valley of Black Mountain, the wind and sand were raging, flags were fluttering, and the shouts of killing were loud.
The sharp saber in the cavalry's hand was raised and lowered, and the cold light shone in the sunlight.
The remaining broken arm flew up horizontally, and the smell of blood filled the dusky flying sand, filling the entire valley and the entire sky.
It was as if the whole world was a dark red color.
Su Dingfang, who was in the lead, rode a white horse bravely and fiercely, like white lightning, darting among the enemy troops. It was also like a white dragon in the rolling torrent, not afraid of the flood, like a fish in water.
The gleaming saber in his hand had already been stained red with blood.
On the shining blade, drops of blood flowed down the cold blade and soaked into the desert, forming blood-red wet spots.
Su Dingfang raised his hand and slashed a crusader off his horse. He took a breath and calmed down the turbulent blood in his heart. He squinted his eyes and stared at a man holding a spear and wearing a mask, who was rushing towards him.
knight.
Su Ding showed no expression, and held the horse's belly with his legs with a little force.
Beneath him, the white horse felt his master's fighting spirit.
He turned his head and stared at the galloping black horse and its owner.
After the white horse snorted, it began to move forward slowly.
After Su Dingfang put the saber into the scabbard, he reached out his hand and pulled out the spear that was stuck diagonally on the crusaders in the desert.
Holding a spear in one hand, the cold tip of the spear was pointed directly at the knight galloping in front of him.
"drive!"
Su Dingfang drank softly.
Beneath him, the white horse that was originally trotting suddenly accelerated after receiving the owner's order.
Like a white lightning, it cut through the chaotic battlefield space and rushed forward.
On the opposite side, the knight snorted coldly, raised his spear, and aimed at Su Dingfang's chest.
The two horses carried their masters' ★hooves and galloped through the chaotic battlefield, trampling on the blood in the potholes.
Like two shooting arrows, they hit each other accurately.
Su Dingfang held the gun with both hands and ignored the opponent's approaching spear. He was brave and fearless, holding the handle of the gun with both hands, and then pushed forward with all his strength following the impact of the war horse.
On the opposite side, the knight who was covered in iron armor was shocked when he saw the opponent's plan to exchange lives for names. He quickly raised his spear and swung it in front of him.
With a clang, the two spears collided together.
With a sneer, a series of fire burst out.
The two of them were riding horses and galloping, they were separated as soon as they touched each other, and they passed by each other.
But at the moment when they passed each other, Su Dingfang held the spear with both hands, high above his head. He made a swing of the spear and turned around. Holding the handle of the gun with both hands, his body suddenly twisted around.
With the spear in his hand, he sent it hard towards the heart of the knight who passed by him.
Back carbine!
Su Dingfang’s unique skill!
He has experienced hundreds of battles. He is invincible. He can break armor with one shot and is unparalleled in the world.
The gleaming spear head passed through the space like lightning and flint, and stabbed effortlessly into the knight's back heart with a snap.
Draw out the gun and collect the loot!
Two simple movements, but as fast as lightning.
People only saw the two people passing by each other, and the scarlet blood mist flying in the air.
But I don’t know whose it is!
Behind him, the knight stiffened his body. After the horse galloped for two steps, a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth, and his body rolled straight down. On his chest, there was a ten centimeter-sized hole, which looked hideous and terrifying.
The blood mist filled the air. Su Dingfang, dressed in silver armor, looked like a murderous god coming to the world, with sharp gun aura and awe-inspiring arrogance.
A sudden strong wind blew by, sending yellow sand flying.
In the diffuse yellow sand, Su Dingfang rode Juechen and suddenly rushed from the flying sand.
The knight on the front was trembling like chaff.
His eyes were full of trembling fear.
I saw a flash of cold light, and the knight's body froze.
He glanced down, and the endless darkness swallowed him completely.
…
In the distance, on a high ground.
A spectator group composed of people from various countries in the Western Region was holding a telescope specially made by the principality and staring intently at the bloody battle in the valley.
In sight, the Crusaders who used to run rampant and kill all over Europe were like lambs waiting to be slaughtered, running away in panic and screaming.
The tall horses, which were deserted, fled in panic.
Under the horses' hooves, the crusaders' faces were covered in blood and they were seriously injured. Their eyes were full of absent-minded fear.
The cavalry of the principality, like the rushing wind, leaped on their horses and whipped their whips, and waved the sharp sabers in their hands.
Amidst the splatters of blood, the heads of the crusaders who fell off their horses were separated one by one.
The blood dyed the yellow sand red, and when the wind blew, the strong smell of blood made people want to smell it.
"What a tragedy!" An official dressed in the national costume of the Western Regions muttered as he put down his telescope and looked at the valley absentmindedly.
This, there is a war, it is clearly a massacre.
On the side, Huā Lazimo's envoy looked at the battle situation in the valley with a pale face. After taking a deep breath, he put down his telescope with trembling hands.
At this moment, he thought of last year, when he was also in this valley.
The thirty thousand warriors who came from the expedition.
Same place, same time, oh, same result!
The principality is so powerful!
Iron-blooded discipline, sophisticated equipment, brave fighting will and that...
The tomb official of Huā Lazi turned his head and glanced at the majestic city in the distance.
His eyes were full of awe.
There are also strong strategic reserves and logistical support.
Whether it is the cavalry of the Western Regions or the European Crusaders, it is difficult to withstand the edge of this country.
Just like Prime Minister Ouyang's declaration to the Western Regions: Anyone who offends our principality will be punished no matter how far away he is.
It seems that Huā La Zi Ni should let go of his prejudices and make amends with him.
After all, it would be unwise to offend a powerful neighbor!
Perhaps, friends are our choice!
The tomb ministers of Huā Lazi looked at the majestic capital of the principality in the north, the Pearl City that was famous in the desert and resounded throughout the deserts of the Western Regions.
He smiled calmly and said in his heart.
…
Su Dingfang used a long spear to attack thousands of troops, but there was no opponent in one round.
The enemy's liver and gallbladder trembled, while our own soldiers pointed their swords at the sky and cheered loudly.
Under the leadership of Su Dingfang, the Principality Guards exploded to a combat effectiveness of 200%.
For a moment, the guards' killing sounds shook the sky.
The Crusaders were trembling with fear and retreated one after another.
The army was defeated like a mountain!
In the afterglow of the setting sun, there was dust all over the sky and the sound of horse hooves shaking the earth.
Surrounded and protected by many Crusaders, the red archbishop suddenly turned pale.
He turned his head and glanced east.
Dust was flying and flags were fluttering. A black cavalry appeared on the horizon like a ghost knight rushing out of hell.
In the center of the group of knights, a large flag with the word "king" fluttered in the wind.
Defeated!
The red archbishop let out a long sigh and looked at the blood-red setting sun in the west with a sad smile.
Almighty God, have you really abandoned your people?
Looking up to the sky and sighing, the red archbishop raised his scepter.
The Crusaders surrounded by Su Dingfang's troops finally laid down their weapons.