City Marshal

Mortals had to admire Chu Tian's extreme luck.

After he thought of cavalry to attack the Tang Sect, he asked the woman in black to hook up a large number of good horses. The reason why he didn't do it in Taiwan was because of the consideration of the handsome army spies. If you are caught buying a lot of horses, you will guess your intentions.

And he did not choose Yunnan and other places also because of this consideration. After all, it is the world of Shuaijun and Tangmen. Taiwan's purchase of horses will definitely attract attention, so after a lot of consideration, the mortals chose the Tibetan King's Mansion and adopted official exchanges. Under the guise of buying two thousand good horses.

Each one is worth a fortune.

It's a pity that although the Fan Gang trained more than a thousand cavalry, Chu Tian still found out the clues, so he pinched the weakness of the Fan Gang's cavalry. Fan Jian knew that the girl standing upstairs must be from the Palace of the King of Tibet, and it was very likely that she was a Tibetan princess. Medo Dolma, after all, she is the best horse training talent.

After thinking through the whole story, Fan Jian sincerely admired it, and understood why Chu Tian dared to kill more than a thousand Fan Gang iron cavalry. The iron cavalry in the city can only collapse like a giant in the end.

"call out!"

Tibetan girls are still whistling, with the sharpness of the plateau.

Whistles resounded in the open space. No matter how much the disciples urged them, the thousands of good horses would not move forward, as if there was an abyss in front of them, and the cavalry leader was furious, and kept shouting: "How could this happen? How could it happen? Like this? Hit me, hit harder."

The saber crackled against the horse's rump, but the horse just couldn't bear the pain.

On the contrary, dozens of people turned over their horses because of their too fast charge, and fell on their backs on the wet open ground. However, before the wailing sounded and the fright and anger of the leader of the Van Gang hadn't disappeared, their faces were indifferent. The dark front suddenly moved, and with a single point of the spear, the two hundred cavalry immediately staggered away.

What followed was the sound of horses crowing like raindrops, like thunder that swept the ground, causing the earth to tremble. Almost at the same time, a gap of two meters was opened in the dark front battle formation surrounding the ground. The armed cavalry is like three bolts of lightning, rushing out of the three gaps.

A team of 50 people!

Each of the fast-moving dark front cavalry showed a well-proportioned and superb riding skills with ease, and they all carried a sturdy and stern aura. The black clothes they wore and the hideous masks they wore were flying in the rain. Everyone is like a demon from hell.

The distance of tens of meters is too short for them.

"Prepare!"

The leader of the Fan Gang reluctantly issued an order, so he could only defend and counterattack at this moment.

Feeling the breath of death coming towards their faces, those Fan Gang members who were tired of dealing with the horses had to wait in full force, unable to run or attack, they could only hold the weapons in their hands tightly, staring and holding their breath, their muscles twitching , waiting for the impending desperate battle.

These more than a thousand ordinary cavalrymen have undergone strict training. At this moment, they showed the qualities that an elite should have. Come on, although the offense and defense are opposite, it is still difficult for the opponent to work.

Unfortunately, the expected fighting scene did not appear, and the dark front cavalry did not rush into the battle.

50 people are like an arc, a perfect arc like a winding crescent moon, sticking to the position of the Fan Gang, which is more than 20 steps away, flashing past, because of galloping at high speed, the fluttering and curly mane seems to be flying The flag and the rain were also lifted up overwhelmingly.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh~~"

While flashing past, countless black lights with the grinning grin of death were thrown into the waiting battle formation in a fan-shaped area, with piercing screams that tore through the air. Ma, holding two daggers in his hand, fiercely nailed into the Fan Gang camp.

The sound of the blade piercing through the air was sharp and piercing.

Then, there was another arc coming from pasting and sweeping.There were countless life-threatening daggers thrown, and the three teams of iron cavalry seemed to be performing. After you sing, I will appear on the stage, just like three waves passing by the sand embankment one after another. Howl.

There is still a fresh life.

Because the cavalrymen of the Fan Gang could only stay in place on horseback, it was almost difficult to avoid the thrown daggers. More than 300 people fell down in an instant. A small leader brandished a saber and chopped off four or five with difficulty Dagger, just about to command, a dagger was nailed into his shoulder.

Blood spurted out, suppressing his words.

The next second, another dagger pierced his throat.

Under the light that gradually lit up all around, the disciples of the Tang Sect and the mortals could clearly see that the cavalrymen were all twisting their bodies crazily, as if they were dancing, following the There was a muffled sound of "Puchi Puchi", turning into hedgehogs.

Wave after wave.

The three teams of dark front cavalry formed a circle of death, revolving in a circle, harvesting life, and never stopping. Some cavalrymen who were not willing to wait for death jumped off their horses, brandished their sabers and rushed towards the handsome cavalry, but they hadn't When he got close, his head was cut off by the black iron machete.

The daggers flew all over the sky, and they couldn't finish the shots. The knives hit the vital points of the Fan Gang. The sharp-eyed people found that there were at least twenty daggers lined up on the back of the Anfeng Iron Cavalry. After killing half of them, the last team of Anfeng also came over. He galloped into the arena at high speed, repeating the killing process of his companions.

No hand-to-hand combat, no hand-to-hand conflict.

Yes, it was just a one-sided killing like a gust of wind and fallen leaves. Some disciples of the Fan Gang finally couldn't bear the situation of being slaughtered by others. More than a hundred people abandoned their horses one after another, let go of their feet and ran back desperately. The dark front immediately separated A small team rode their horses to catch up with these deserters and killed them one by one.

Faced with such a hellish scene, Fan Gang cavalry regretted and collapsed. They were willing to give up their indifferent dignity. They wanted to surrender and run away. Maybe they could save their lives, even if they were living like dogs, but, It was too late, Tangmen opened his mouth suddenly.

"kill!"

Five hundred disciples of the Tang Sect were killed, and all of them charged fiercely to help the cavalry. The latter could no longer urge the horses to fight, and they were completely equal to ordinary gang members. Therefore, the disciples of the Tang Sect had no fear anymore. The oppressed bad breath radiated out, screaming.

The light of the knife is like rain, soaked in the air-conditioning of the world.

The disciples of the Tang Sect quickly overwhelmed the disciples of the Fan Gang. The latter had already been crushed by the dark front cavalry, so they could only symbolically block the attack of the disciples of the Tang Sect, and then fled in embarrassment. The disciples of the Tang Sect did not pursue them. However, the dark front cavalry calmly pursued and killed them.

It didn't take long for the killing to stop.

Because in the whole venue, except for the iron cavalry and Tangmen disciples who continued to run around, there were no disciples standing. Scarlet blood flowed on the ground, the bloody smell began to permeate, corpses piled up like mountains, and some of the dying Moans fluttered in the night air.

Holding the machete, the disciples of the Tang Sect did not hesitate to make up for the wounded enemy.

The cavalry leader abandoned his horse and fled, An Feng glanced at him and urged his horse to catch up.

When the former was about to run into the woods by the roadside, the spear in An Feng's hand turned around in a bright arc, and then stabbed the hard concrete floor, a cracked stone seemed to have life, and quickly bounced off the ground, viciously He hit the leader's jaw hard!

"die!"

With a muffled click, the leader of the Fan Gang was hit by a stone, and blood spurted out of his mouth. Then his body froze, and he staggered and fell to the ground. Before he could get up, a long gun shot from him. The head pierced through, and there was another gust of blood, and the leader of Fan Gang died thoroughly.

An Feng held the barrel of the gun tightly, and the tip of the gun picked up the leader's body.

In the wash of the rain, the cavalry leader's wide-open eyes, almost bursting with horror, were like a picture that appeared in a nightmare. He would never have imagined that his entire army would be wiped out, let alone that he would die violently. Here, he was unwilling to accept but also helpless.

The battle tonight has thus come to an end.

After the disciples of the Tang Sect and An Feng returned to the camp, Chu Tian looked at the lonely mortal world between heaven and earth, and sighed with a trace of loneliness on his face: "Besieged on all sides, everyone betrays relatives, and I can't die right now. Are you not used to this feeling of being alone?"

Fan Jian swept across the corpses on the ground and smiled: "My heart has long since died."

Chu Tian shook his head lightly and didn't speak to him again, but gave an order lightly: "An Feng, you take someone to take the mortal world and Princess Mei Duo back to the capital for me overnight, and the rest of the brothers also retreat one after another!" Then, he turned to Tianyangsheng again: "Healthy, destroy the headquarters of Fan Gang."

The last sentence means that the last two hundred left-behind members of the Fan Gang will also die under the black knife. Although Chu Tian doesn't need to make a move, Wei Pozhu will kill the Fan Gang completely, but thinking of the death of Tang Mu and the other three, Chu Tian still decided to teach Lian Bubai a lesson and personally destroy the things he supported.

Tian Yangsheng and An Feng bowed their heads together: "Understood!"

Hearing Anfeng's indifferent voice similar to Tian Yangsheng's, and remembering his powerful fighting power, Mortal glanced at him lightly, and sighed softly: "Last time you played Farewell My Concubine, and tonight it's Mingling again." Ghost rider, I don't know what kind of appearance you will show up next time?"

"Swallow mountains and rivers with anger."

An Feng said in a rare way: "Unfortunately, you can't see it anymore."

Dead people cannot see the future!Mortals had to admire Chu Tian's extreme luck.

After he thought of cavalry to attack the Tang Sect, he asked the woman in black to hook up a large number of good horses. The reason why he didn't do it in Taiwan was because of the consideration of the handsome army spies. If you are caught buying a lot of horses, you will guess your intentions.

And he did not choose Yunnan and other places also because of this consideration. After all, it is the world of Shuaijun and Tangmen. Taiwan's purchase of horses will definitely attract attention, so after a lot of consideration, the mortals chose the Tibetan King's Mansion and adopted official exchanges. Under the guise of buying two thousand good horses.

Each one is worth a fortune.

It's a pity that although the Fan Gang trained more than a thousand cavalry, Chu Tian still found out the clues, so he pinched the weakness of the Fan Gang's cavalry. Fan Jian knew that the girl standing upstairs must be from the Palace of the King of Tibet, and it was very likely that she was a Tibetan princess. Medo Dolma, after all, she is the best horse training talent.

After thinking through the whole story, Fan Jian sincerely admired it, and understood why Chu Tian dared to kill more than a thousand Fan Gang iron cavalry. The iron cavalry in the city can only collapse like a giant in the end.

"call out!"

Tibetan girls are still whistling, with the sharpness of the plateau.

Whistles resounded in the open space. No matter how much the disciples urged them, the thousands of good horses would not move forward, as if there was an abyss in front of them, and the cavalry leader was furious, and kept shouting: "How could this happen? How could it happen? Like this? Hit me, hit harder."

The saber crackled against the horse's rump, but the horse just couldn't bear the pain.

On the contrary, dozens of people turned over their horses because of their too fast charge, and fell on their backs on the wet open ground. However, before the wailing sounded and the fright and anger of the leader of the Van Gang hadn't disappeared, their faces were indifferent. The dark front suddenly moved, and with a single point of the spear, the two hundred cavalry immediately staggered away.

What followed was the sound of horses crowing like raindrops, like thunder that swept the ground, causing the earth to tremble. Almost at the same time, a gap of two meters was opened in the dark front battle formation surrounding the ground. The armed cavalry is like three bolts of lightning, rushing out of the three gaps.

A team of 50 people!

Each of the fast-moving dark front cavalry showed a well-proportioned and superb riding skills with ease, and they all carried a sturdy and stern aura. The black clothes they wore and the hideous masks they wore were flying in the rain. Everyone is like a demon from hell.

The distance of tens of meters is too short for them.

"Prepare!"

The leader of the Fan Gang reluctantly issued an order, so he could only defend and counterattack at this moment.

Feeling the breath of death coming towards their faces, those Fan Gang members who were tired of dealing with the horses had to wait in full force, unable to run or attack, they could only hold the weapons in their hands tightly, staring and holding their breath, their muscles twitching , waiting for the impending desperate battle.

These more than a thousand ordinary cavalrymen have undergone strict training. At this moment, they showed the qualities that an elite should have. Come on, although the offense and defense are opposite, it is still difficult for the opponent to work.

Unfortunately, the expected fighting scene did not appear, and the dark front cavalry did not rush into the battle.

50 people are like an arc, a perfect arc like a winding crescent moon, sticking to the position of the Fan Gang, which is more than 20 steps away, flashing past, because of galloping at high speed, the fluttering and curly mane seems to be flying The flag and the rain were also lifted up overwhelmingly.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh~~"

While flashing past, countless black lights with the grinning grin of death were thrown into the waiting battle formation in a fan-shaped area, with piercing screams that tore through the air. Ma, holding two daggers in his hand, fiercely nailed into the Fan Gang camp.

The sound of the blade piercing through the air was sharp and piercing.

Then, there was another arc coming from pasting and sweeping.There were countless life-threatening daggers thrown, and the three teams of iron cavalry seemed to be performing. After you sing, I will appear on the stage, just like three waves passing by the sand embankment one after another. Howl.

There is still a fresh life.

Because the cavalrymen of the Fan Gang could only stay in place on horseback, it was almost difficult to avoid the thrown daggers. More than 300 people fell down in an instant. A small leader brandished a saber and chopped off four or five with difficulty Dagger, just about to command, a dagger was nailed into his shoulder.

Blood spurted out, suppressing his words.

The next second, another dagger pierced his throat.

Under the light that gradually lit up all around, the disciples of the Tang Sect and the mortals could clearly see that the cavalrymen were all twisting their bodies crazily, as if they were dancing, following the There was a muffled sound of "Puchi Puchi", turning into hedgehogs.

Wave after wave.

The three teams of dark front cavalry formed a circle of death, revolving in a circle, harvesting life, and never stopping. Some cavalrymen who were not willing to wait for death jumped off their horses, brandished their sabers and rushed towards the handsome cavalry, but they hadn't When he got close, his head was cut off by the black iron machete.

The daggers flew all over the sky, and they couldn't finish the shots. The knives hit the vital points of the Fan Gang. The sharp-eyed people found that there were at least twenty daggers lined up on the back of the Anfeng Iron Cavalry. After killing half of them, the last team of Anfeng also came over. He galloped into the arena at high speed, repeating the killing process of his companions.

No hand-to-hand combat, no hand-to-hand conflict.

Yes, it was just a one-sided killing like a gust of wind and fallen leaves. Some disciples of the Fan Gang finally couldn't bear the situation of being slaughtered by others. More than a hundred people abandoned their horses one after another, let go of their feet and ran back desperately. The dark front immediately separated A small team rode their horses to catch up with these deserters and killed them one by one.

Faced with such a hellish scene, Fan Gang cavalry regretted and collapsed. They were willing to give up their indifferent dignity. They wanted to surrender and run away. Maybe they could save their lives, even if they were living like dogs, but, It was too late, Tangmen opened his mouth suddenly.

"kill!"

Five hundred disciples of the Tang Sect were killed, and all of them charged fiercely to help the cavalry. The latter could no longer urge the horses to fight, and they were completely equal to ordinary gang members. Therefore, the disciples of the Tang Sect had no fear anymore. The oppressed bad breath radiated out, screaming.

The light of the knife is like rain, soaked in the air-conditioning of the world.

The disciples of the Tang Sect quickly overwhelmed the disciples of the Fan Gang. The latter had already been crushed by the dark front cavalry, so they could only symbolically block the attack of the disciples of the Tang Sect, and then fled in embarrassment. The disciples of the Tang Sect did not pursue them. However, the dark front cavalry calmly pursued and killed them.

It didn't take long for the killing to stop.

Because in the whole venue, except for the iron cavalry and Tangmen disciples who continued to run around, there were no disciples standing. Scarlet blood flowed on the ground, the bloody smell began to permeate, corpses piled up like mountains, and some of the dying Moans fluttered in the night air.

Holding the machete, the disciples of the Tang Sect did not hesitate to make up for the wounded enemy.

The cavalry leader abandoned his horse and fled, An Feng glanced at him and urged his horse to catch up.

When the former was about to run into the woods by the roadside, the spear in An Feng's hand turned around in a bright arc, and then stabbed the hard concrete floor, a cracked stone seemed to have life, and quickly bounced off the ground, viciously He hit the leader's jaw hard!

"die!"

With a muffled click, the leader of the Fan Gang was hit by a stone, and blood spurted out of his mouth. Then his body froze, and he staggered and fell to the ground. Before he could get up, a long gun shot from him. The head pierced through, and there was another gust of blood, and the leader of Fan Gang died thoroughly.

An Feng held the barrel of the gun tightly, and the tip of the gun picked up the leader's body.

In the wash of the rain, the cavalry leader's wide-open eyes, almost bursting with horror, were like a picture that appeared in a nightmare. He would never have imagined that his entire army would be wiped out, let alone that he would die violently. Here, he was unwilling to accept but also helpless.

The battle tonight has thus come to an end.

After the disciples of the Tang Sect and An Feng returned to the camp, Chu Tian looked at the lonely mortal world between heaven and earth, and sighed with a trace of loneliness on his face: "Besieged on all sides, everyone betrays relatives, and I can't die right now. Are you not used to this feeling of being alone?"

Fan Jian swept across the corpses on the ground and smiled: "My heart has long since died."

Chu Tian shook his head lightly and didn't speak to him again, but gave an order lightly: "An Feng, you take someone to take the mortal world and Princess Mei Duo back to the capital for me overnight, and the rest of the brothers also retreat one after another!" Then, he turned to Tianyangsheng again: "Healthy, destroy the headquarters of Fan Gang."

The last sentence means that the last two hundred left-behind members of the Fan Gang will also die under the black knife. Although Chu Tian doesn't need to make a move, Wei Pozhu will kill the Fan Gang completely, but thinking of the death of Tang Mu and the other three, Chu Tian still decided to teach Lian Bubai a lesson and personally destroy the things he supported.

Tian Yangsheng and An Feng bowed their heads together: "Understood!"

Hearing Anfeng's indifferent voice similar to Tian Yangsheng's, and remembering his powerful fighting power, Mortal glanced at him lightly, and sighed softly: "Last time you played Farewell My Concubine, and tonight it's Mingling again." Ghost rider, I don't know what kind of appearance you will show up next time?"

"Swallow mountains and rivers with anger."

An Feng said in a rare way: "Unfortunately, you can't see it anymore."

Dead people cannot see the future!