City Marshal

Staggering past, nearly two hundred Van Gang cavalry fell.

This kind of fighting power is amazing enough, but what is even more frightening is the courage of the handsome cavalry. 50 of the two hundred cavalry were sent straight to the Fan Gang camp that was about to move, and the remaining more than 100 people rode back, like a pack of ferocious wolves rushing into the area just now. The remaining cavalry from the confrontation tore apart again.

The killings shown by the handsome cavalry just now were enough to deter them. Many cavalrymen were cut in half by the sharp sword light before they could even see their opponents clearly, and fell straight in front of the open space, so the remaining cavalry did not dare to fight again. Fighting, just running around and fleeing for their lives.

It's just that no matter how fast they are, they can't compare to the encirclement of the handsome army. The latter killed them silently, dividing and encircling hundreds of cavalrymen like a pack of wolves biting sheep. Shi Chutian said casually: "Kill them all."

Just six words are destined to the fate of the remnants.

More than a dozen high-quality Fan Gang cavalry bypassed the siege of the handsome cavalry and fled to their own camp. The leader of the Fan Gang also urged the team to move forward, but the leader of the Shuai Army, An Feng, ignored it. , holding the horse rope and directly chasing the remnant enemy, because Chutian wanted them to be wiped out.

Where the crippled enemy and the approaching enemy are gradually approaching, if An Feng continues to pursue and kill him regardless, once he is blocked by the enemy, no matter how strong he is, he will only have a dead end, but An Feng didn't think about it at all. During the period, surrounded by the enemy's compression,

In the wide open space, more than a dozen remnants of the enemy are arrogantly chasing

The wet soil and rain mixed together, and a handsome iron cavalry was chasing and killing more than ten ordinary cavalry under the eyes of more than a thousand ordinary gang elites. This kind of decisive posture, this arrogant and contemptuous momentum, this makes people feel palpitating. The picture hit everyone's nerves like heavy rain.

"what!"

An Feng charged behind two remnant soldiers, knocked them to the ground with his long spear, and then swept down three remnant soldiers of the Fan Gang. , looking at the blood-splattered and fallen companions, and the phantom-like dark front.

Fearful and angry, he let out the howl of a dying beast, reined in his horse and straightened the saber in his hand, and slashed at Anfeng's chest with all his strength regardless. Come to meet him, with a crisp sound of "Dang".

The saber separated and broke, and then, a huge head flew out.

Those wide open eyes that were about to split open were full of disbelief, and blood pillars soared into the sky, and at the last moment when he lost consciousness, he also saw a companion in the shape of two evenly shaped peanuts. Halfway down, he fell to both sides, and blood sprayed like fireworks.

In an instant, more than a dozen remnants of the enemy were all killed.

When Fan's cavalry surrounded him, An Feng floated out of the gap like a ghost, and then returned to his own camp. The two hundred cavalry had already set up their positions, so when An Feng reined in his horse and turned around again, this A group of ghost cavalry showed fighting spirit again, facing more than a thousand enemies.

At this moment, the open space with a radius of tens of meters was shrouded in red rain.

The smell of fishy smell makes people want to vomit. The mutilated corpses are scattered all over the place, and the blood is splashed like ink. The scene is extremely tragic. The war horse that lost its owner let out a long hiss of grief and fear, and ran madly to the distance. The sound of hooves also quickly disappeared in the heavy rain.

The open space fell into a deathly silence again.

"Whoosh!"

At this time, when the sword was swung again from the sky and the earth, it was extremely piercing and shocking.

Two hundred ghost-like handsome soldiers swung their knives to disperse the blood on the knives, and the blades glowed clear and sharp again. An Feng reined in his left hand and stood among the hell-like severed limbs and arms. His black raincoat was covered with Blossoming beautiful blood flowers, he stood upright, with the spear hanging obliquely from his right hand.

Fan gang cavalry forced a certain distance but didn't dare to attack, for fear of being killed by the opponent's sword, and only the dark front could fight two hundred against two thousand. The leader of Fan gang had anger in his eyes, but the saber he held was Dare to attack, he knows that attacking will only end in the end of both sides.

"Mortal world, how about my cavalry?"

When the two sides were at war, Chu Tian suddenly opened his mouth, and the mortals who had already been held up smiled, and replied with a sigh: "Although the number is not large, it is enough to block thousands of mortal cavalry, but if the two sides fight endlessly, The Fan Gang should be able to survive dozens of people in the end."

"And your group of forces and the disciples of the Tang Sect will be wiped out."

Having said that, he looked at Tian Yangsheng: "But Tian Yangsheng should be able to escape."

A smile flashed across Chu Tian's face, and he answered honestly: "The analysis is completely correct, and the overall quality is indeed the upper half of the Fan Gang. After all, the Tang Sect children have no horses and no arrows, and they are almost slaughtered, but they can be wiped out." Most of you are elite, and the Fan Gang is abolished, and you have no one left."

"Wei Pozhu will attack the Fan Gang tomorrow, and you will be unable to resist."

Fan Jian also nodded, sighed and replied: "That's true! Theoretically, Fan Gang still has a chance of a tragic victory in this battle, but this tragic victory is tantamount to death. I didn't expect the young commander to use this power again. The first time I suffered a loss in Qianlong Garden, I didn't expect tonight..."

"They will let me... no, let Fan Gang suffer again."

Chu Tian swept across the cavalry leader with a calm expression, caught the slight movement of the latter, and said lightly: "Mortal, you are still so vicious and vicious in your actions. You point out my dark power in public, nothing more than wanting me to kill you!" Lost Fan to help the cavalry, vent your anger on the dead Yan Lingling?"

"It seems that in your heart, Yan Lingling is better than any master."

The leader of the cavalry was shocked, and looked at Fan Jian with a surprised face. He thought that Fan Jian told An Feng to remind them, but who knew that he wanted to use Chu Tian's hand to silence him, which made him extremely angry and murderous. But the latter didn't take it seriously, shrugged his shoulders and said with a smile: "Young commander is wise, I really have this idea."

"My wish is almost fulfilled, and I am not afraid to do more things before I die."

Chu Tian laughed: "Don't worry! The Fan Gang is destined to be destroyed tonight."

Fanjian let out a hearty laugh, with a hint of admiration in his eyes: "I just deduced that both sides will lose, but the young commander has strong confidence to destroy Qianqi. It seems that the young commander still has a trump card in his hand. If there is a killer move, you might as well use it!" Come out and open the eyes of a cripple like me."

Chu Tian sighed: "You will know soon."

At this time, the cavalry leader, who was almost ignored, couldn't hold back. He clenched his saber and shouted: "Chutian, don't play tricks in front of me. I just underestimated the enemy and you caught me off guard. Do you think you can do it with only two hundred cavalry?" Block me with thousands of people? You are delusional! You are naive!"

"Team two, team three, team four, prepare to attack!"

"Yes!"

As if suddenly, the three teams of iron cavalry received a silent order and reined in their horses at the same time. Thousands of mortal gang elites raised their sabers and smashed the rainwater pouring from the top of their heads. Secure your dagger and prepare to shoot your opponent when you get a chance to fight.

But Chu Tian smiled lightly, shook his head and said, "If you are in a hurry to die, then go to die."

The leader of the Fan Gang ignored Chu Tian's murderous intentions and just yelled at Tian Yi: "Kill!"

This time it was no longer a small-scale trial with 300 people, but Anfeng and the others with more than a thousand cavalry rolling straight in front of them, as well as the precarious entrance of Tang Mentang, where the sound of horseshoes rolled up mud and rain all over the sky. The gang rushed to the dark front like a black cloud overwhelming the city, trying to smash all obstacles.

The two hundred dark front cavalry didn't retreat or dodge, they just watched the opponent charge indifferently.

The distance between the two sides is getting closer and closer, and the murderous intent is getting stronger and stronger. You can even see the outline of the opponent in front of you through the rain. At this moment, a girl in Tibetan clothes flashed upstairs. There is no laughter, only a touch of seriousness down to the bone.

Woo!

The Tibetan girl whistled, piercing through the vast rainy sky.

The surprise happened in an instant!

More than a thousand war horses, almost in the same shape, raised their hooves and neighed, but they seemed to be like nails. They did not take another step, thus maintaining a perfect formation, and even the distance between each cavalry was very small. With a slight difference, the galloping cavalry were all fixed in place.

Fan Jian's eyes widened, and then he laughed out loud.

"Submit it!" They staggered past, and nearly two hundred Fan Gang cavalry fell down.

This kind of fighting power is amazing enough, but what is even more frightening is the courage of the handsome cavalry. 50 of the two hundred cavalry were sent straight to the Fan Gang camp that was about to move, and the remaining more than 100 people rode back, like a pack of ferocious wolves rushing into the area just now. The remaining cavalry from the confrontation tore apart again.

The killings shown by the handsome cavalry just now were enough to deter them. Many cavalrymen were cut in half by the sharp sword light before they could even see their opponents clearly, and fell straight in front of the open space, so the remaining cavalry did not dare to fight again. Fighting, just running around and fleeing for their lives.

It's just that no matter how fast they are, they can't compare to the encirclement of the handsome army. The latter killed them silently, dividing and encircling hundreds of cavalrymen like a pack of wolves biting sheep. Shi Chutian said casually: "Kill them all."

Just six words are destined to the fate of the remnants.

More than a dozen high-quality Fan Gang cavalry bypassed the siege of the handsome cavalry and fled to their own camp. The leader of the Fan Gang also urged the team to move forward, but the leader of the Shuai Army, An Feng, ignored it. , holding the horse rope and directly chasing the remnant enemy, because Chutian wanted them to be wiped out.

Where the crippled enemy and the approaching enemy are gradually approaching, if An Feng continues to pursue and kill him regardless, once he is blocked by the enemy, no matter how strong he is, he will only have a dead end, but An Feng didn't think about it at all. During the period, surrounded by the enemy's compression,

In the wide open space, more than a dozen remnants of the enemy are arrogantly chasing

The wet soil and rain mixed together, and a handsome iron cavalry was chasing and killing more than ten ordinary cavalry under the eyes of more than a thousand ordinary gang elites. This kind of decisive posture, this arrogant and contemptuous momentum, this makes people feel palpitating. The picture hit everyone's nerves like heavy rain.

"what!"

An Feng charged behind two remnant soldiers, knocked them to the ground with his long spear, and then swept down three remnant soldiers of the Fan Gang. , looking at the blood-splattered and fallen companions, and the phantom-like dark front.

Fearful and angry, he let out the howl of a dying beast, reined in his horse and straightened the saber in his hand, and slashed at Anfeng's chest with all his strength regardless. Come to meet him, with a crisp sound of "Dang".

The saber separated and broke, and then, a huge head flew out.

Those wide open eyes that were about to split open were full of disbelief, and blood pillars soared into the sky, and at the last moment when he lost consciousness, he also saw a companion in the shape of two evenly shaped peanuts. Halfway down, he fell to both sides, and blood sprayed like fireworks.

In an instant, more than a dozen remnants of the enemy were all killed.

When Fan's cavalry surrounded him, An Feng floated out of the gap like a ghost, and then returned to his own camp. The two hundred cavalry had already set up their positions, so when An Feng reined in his horse and turned around again, this A group of ghost cavalry showed fighting spirit again, facing more than a thousand enemies.

At this moment, the open space with a radius of tens of meters was shrouded in red rain.

The smell of fishy smell makes people want to vomit. The mutilated corpses are scattered all over the place, and the blood is splashed like ink. The scene is extremely tragic. The war horse that lost its owner let out a long hiss of grief and fear, and ran madly to the distance. The sound of hooves also quickly disappeared in the heavy rain.

The open space fell into a deathly silence again.

"Whoosh!"

At this time, when the sword was swung again from the sky and the earth, it was extremely piercing and shocking.

Two hundred ghost-like handsome soldiers swung their knives to disperse the blood on the knives, and the blades glowed clear and sharp again. An Feng reined in his left hand and stood among the hell-like severed limbs and arms. His black raincoat was covered with Blossoming beautiful blood flowers, he stood upright, with the spear hanging obliquely from his right hand.

Fan gang cavalry forced a certain distance but didn't dare to attack, for fear of being killed by the opponent's sword, and only the dark front could fight two hundred against two thousand. The leader of Fan gang had anger in his eyes, but the saber he held was Dare to attack, he knows that attacking will only end in the end of both sides.

"Mortal world, how about my cavalry?"

When the two sides were at war, Chu Tian suddenly opened his mouth, and the mortals who had already been held up smiled, and replied with a sigh: "Although the number is not large, it is enough to block thousands of mortal cavalry, but if the two sides fight endlessly, The Fan Gang should be able to survive dozens of people in the end."

"And your group of forces and the disciples of the Tang Sect will be wiped out."

Having said that, he looked at Tian Yangsheng: "But Tian Yangsheng should be able to escape."

A smile flashed across Chu Tian's face, and he answered honestly: "The analysis is completely correct, and the overall quality is indeed the upper half of the Fan Gang. After all, the Tang Sect children have no horses and no arrows, and they are almost slaughtered, but they can be wiped out." Most of you are elite, and the Fan Gang is abolished, and you have no one left."

"Wei Pozhu will attack the Fan Gang tomorrow, and you will be unable to resist."

Fan Jian also nodded, sighed and replied: "That's true! Theoretically, Fan Gang still has a chance of a tragic victory in this battle, but this tragic victory is tantamount to death. I didn't expect the young commander to use this power again. The first time I suffered a loss in Qianlong Garden, I didn't expect tonight..."

"They will let me... no, let Fan Gang suffer again."

Chu Tian swept across the cavalry leader with a calm expression, caught the slight movement of the latter, and said lightly: "Mortal, you are still so vicious and vicious in your actions. You point out my dark power in public, nothing more than wanting me to kill you!" Lost Fan to help the cavalry, vent your anger on the dead Yan Lingling?"

"It seems that in your heart, Yan Lingling is better than any master."

The leader of the cavalry was shocked, and looked at Fan Jian with a surprised face. He thought that Fan Jian told An Feng to remind them, but who knew that he wanted to use Chu Tian's hand to silence him, which made him extremely angry and murderous. But the latter didn't take it seriously, shrugged his shoulders and said with a smile: "Young commander is wise, I really have this idea."

"My wish is almost fulfilled, and I am not afraid to do more things before I die."

Chu Tian laughed: "Don't worry! The Fan Gang is destined to be destroyed tonight."

Fanjian let out a hearty laugh, with a hint of admiration in his eyes: "I just deduced that both sides will lose, but the young commander has strong confidence to destroy Qianqi. It seems that the young commander still has a trump card in his hand. If there is a killer move, you might as well use it!" Come out and open the eyes of a cripple like me."

Chu Tian sighed: "You will know soon."

At this time, the cavalry leader, who was almost ignored, couldn't hold back. He clenched his saber and shouted: "Chutian, don't play tricks in front of me. I just underestimated the enemy and you caught me off guard. Do you think you can do it with only two hundred cavalry?" Block me with thousands of people? You are delusional! You are naive!"

"Team two, team three, team four, prepare to attack!"

"Yes!"

As if suddenly, the three teams of iron cavalry received a silent order and reined in their horses at the same time. Thousands of mortal gang elites raised their sabers and smashed the rainwater pouring from the top of their heads. Secure your dagger and prepare to shoot your opponent when you get a chance to fight.

But Chu Tian smiled lightly, shook his head and said, "If you are in a hurry to die, then go to die."

The leader of the Fan Gang ignored Chu Tian's murderous intentions and just yelled at Tian Yi: "Kill!"

This time it was no longer a small-scale trial with 300 people, but Anfeng and the others with more than a thousand cavalry rolling straight in front of them, as well as the precarious entrance of Tang Mentang, where the sound of horseshoes rolled up mud and rain all over the sky. The gang rushed to the dark front like a black cloud overwhelming the city, trying to smash all obstacles.

The two hundred dark front cavalry didn't retreat or dodge, they just watched the opponent charge indifferently.

The distance between the two sides is getting closer and closer, and the murderous intent is getting stronger and stronger. You can even see the outline of the opponent in front of you through the rain. At this moment, a girl in Tibetan clothes flashed upstairs. There is no laughter, only a touch of seriousness down to the bone.

Woo!

The Tibetan girl whistled, piercing through the vast rainy sky.

The surprise happened in an instant!

More than a thousand war horses, almost in the same shape, raised their hooves and neighed, but they seemed to be like nails. They did not take another step, thus maintaining a perfect formation, and even the distance between each cavalry was very small. With a slight difference, the galloping cavalry were all fixed in place.

Fan Jian's eyes widened, and then he laughed out loud.

"Impressed!"