Swire Overlord

Chapter 113 Battle in the Blizzard

A snow has buried the filth of the past, and new filth will still appear after the snow.

Human footprints and horseshoe footprints were intertwined, forming shallow white pits in the snow.

Zhao Yufan's horse galloped in the fluttering white snow, splashing snowflakes.Snow has been falling, and people are extremely rare on the remote roads.

In the vast white snow, a hundred chasing horses moved forward in an orderly manner, and the purple awn cavalry on the chasing horses was covered with a layer of white snow, slowly approaching the front.They are not going forward, they are returning.

Ye Qing's Zimang Tieqing returned, Zhao Yufan is advancing, they will meet sooner or later.

In the end, Zhao Yufan met the Zimang cavalry, but he saw the Zimang cavalry a mile away.

Ye Qing also saw Zhao Yufan, his face showed ecstasy, the sword on his waist was unsheathed, pointed to the sky, and shouted loudly: "Speed ​​up!" The Zimang cavalry accelerated forward, but their team was still in order, There is no panic.

Zhao Yufan hid in the jungle on both sides. He galloped forward for a kilometer on his horse, and suddenly jumped up. He galloped to the sound of a tree trunk a few meters away, stepped on the tree trunk, and continued to jump again. More than ten times in a row, he had jumped into the air hundreds of meters away.

The steed left alone, leaving a string of hooves on the ground.

Ye Qing followed the horse's hoof prints for a few miles, and finally saw the lonely horse bowing its head on the snow.Walking in front of the horse, he drew out his sword and stabbed the horse hard in the head.

The horse neighed, and lay on the ground, its legs flicked wildly, snowflakes splashed, blood spread, and the snow where the horse lay on its side was blood red.

Ye Qing frowned and looked around, and shouted angrily: "Search! Search for me! Within a radius of one mile, search like a carpet!"

Even if the radius is one mile, even if it is ten miles, Zhao Yufan may not be able to be found.

Zhao Yufan is far away from Ye Qing and the others, at least for an hour, they will not meet each other.Getting rid of Ye Qing was originally a happy thing, but he didn't have any happy expression on his face, instead he became nervous. In front of him, the servant of the city lord was moving forward with twenty purple cavalry.

He looked around, there was no road on both sides, he could only retreat, but behind him were a hundred Zimang cavalry, while in front were twenty Zimang cavalry.

After hesitating for a moment, he finally turned around and returned the same way.Maybe facing twenty iron cavalry head-on, he can break out of the encirclement, but he is afraid of exposing himself, not to mention breaking through, the distance between him and the Qinglan sect will be even further, and the Zimang iron cavalry will block the road leading to the Qinglan sect , then he will be more troublesome.

He went down the hillside, and twenty purple mans cavalry also went up the hillside.

Seeing Zhao Yufan, the servant stretched out his trembling fingers excitedly, and roared excitedly, "Where is he! Let me chase him!" After speaking, he raised his horsewhip and slapped Zhuifeng Ju fiercely.

The faces of the twenty purple mans cavalry were not very good-looking, especially after hearing the servant's order, they were even more ugly like falling snow, a little cold.Still, they urged their horses on, though not as quickly as the servants.When the servant realized that he was chasing Zhao Yufan alone, a cold sweat broke out all over his body, and he deliberately slowed down.He is just an ordinary person, without the help of the Zimang cavalry, even if he catches up with Zhao Yufan, he is dying.

After running for more than ten minutes, Zhao Yufan turned his head and looked around. There was a vast expanse of whiteness behind him, and the Zimang cavalry had disappeared without a trace.

At this time, the swirling snow turned into a blizzard, and the strong wind blew the snowflakes into pieces, forming snow foam, blowing a snow foam wind,
The horror of a blizzard is that the wind is strong and the snow foam is dense. The combination of the two makes it impossible to see things within one meter in front of you. The sky is full of wind and snow.

The strong wind raged, the ancient trees were broken, and the sky and the earth were white.

Zhao Yufan was walking with difficulty in the snowstorm. Fortunately, his vision was different from that of ordinary people, and he could see objects within five meters in front of him, but there was too much snow foam, so he could only see objects clearly.In this strong wind, even his speed gradually slowed down.

The Zimang Iron Cavalry was in a better situation than Zhao Yufan. Although they were slow, they were wearing equipment so heavy that they could withstand strong winds.Although Xuemo was unstoppable, they often trained and fought in difficult environments, so they quickly adapted.

The two sides approached unknowingly, the howling sound covered their footsteps, and the flying snow foam covered their figures.

Suddenly, Zhao Yufan straightened his steps, squinted his eyes and looked forward, a figure appeared in front of him in a blurry white, and then more figures appeared one by one, including servants and twenty purple awn cavalry.

A cold light flashed across Zhao Yufan's eyes, and he suddenly had murderous intent towards his servant. When he was contemplating, the Dragon Slayer Sword was still in his hand.

As soon as he drew his sword, the walking Zimang cavalry stopped suddenly.They are the number one ace army of the Zimang Empire, they are war machines, and they are extremely sensitive to murderous aura. As soon as the dragon-slaying sword appeared, they felt the murderous aura and crisis.

However, the servants were ordinary people and did not feel any crisis.

He blocked the wind and snow with his left arm, grabbed the collar of his clothes with his right hand, and walked with difficulty. The snow foam in front of him hit his face, making him grin his teeth, and his skin felt like it was cut by a blade, and there was a trace of pain.What's even more tragic...he hardly dared to open his eyes and mouth, because as long as he opened his eyes and mouth, the snow foam would come in.

He approached Zhao Yufan step by step, and Zhao Yufan was holding the dragon-slaying sword, thinking in the wind and snow, thinking about whether to kill the servant, he was not a soft-hearted person, but the servant was just a servant, and did not threaten his life or death.

As the time passed by second by second, twenty Zimang cavalry dispersed into a fan shape, drew out their spears, and slowly approached Zhao Yufan.

The wind and snow suddenly became more violent, and the almost solidified snow slag was afraid of hitting everyone, making them hold their breath, and their upper and lower eyelids almost squeezed together.

It is said that the Zimang Iron Cavalry is powerful, and only five iron cavalry can kill a middle-level tenth-level warrior, and twenty iron cavalry can kill a high-level warrior. Their combined strength can sweep a sect like Xingju Pavilion.

They are undefeated legends, and they have never failed in the tasks they perform.

Zhao Yufan blinked and looked ahead carefully. Except for the servant and the four Zimang cavalry, the others suddenly disappeared in the snowstorm.

A sense of crisis arose spontaneously, without any hesitation, he stepped forward and rushed towards the servant.

When Zhao Yufan was one meter away from the servant, the two could vaguely see each other's face. The servant's face instantly became whiter than Bai Xue, and his eyes opened suddenly, despite the strong snow foam hitting the eyes. .He opened his mouth wide, and snow foam poured out of his mouth and instantly filled his mouth. Perhaps because he couldn't breathe, he instantly woke up and turned to leave.

Just as he turned around, more than a dozen spear points suddenly protruded from all directions.

The positions of the more than a dozen spear points were extremely tricky, sealing off all the escape routes around, the servants couldn't avoid it, and Zhao Yufan couldn't avoid it either.

(End of this chapter)