MTL - Qiang Jin Jiu-Chapter 211 Yan Shuang

Thick clouds emerged and devoured the sky. The northern flock of eagles crossed the vast expanse of vastness, and it swooped down first, spreading its wings in the snoring sound, dispersing the mist, overlooking the white snow. The hunting falcons came from the south, like Qi's sharp arrows, soaring straight towards the flocks of eagles. With a fierce howl, he swiveled past the flag underneath, and the drums of war rang through the sky.

The cavalry rushed from the south tide.

The iron rider didn't move, and when the cavalry's scimitar could be seen clearly, Yin Chang pulled out the old knife "sniffly" and shouted to the sky: "Open trenches!"

The embargo sifted in the snow suddenly let go, and as soon as the ropes at both ends fell, the newly dug horizontal trench was exposed. The fast-known Biansha cavalry ran across the ditch, and the horses could not stop. They fell into the horizontal ditch, and the front knee immediately made a "click" sound.

The forward cavalry rolled into the ditch and broke its head. The embargo immediately drew its sword, and the wolf rushed down to fight the strikers in the ditch. The cavalry in the rear did not decrease in speed, and the horse jumped across the ditch to continue forward.

Yin Chang smashed the cavalry, but also avoided the horseshoes flying above his head. He stood on the cat and shouted to that end: "Tiger, you're doing something, you've narrowed it!"

Huantai Tiger's palms are sweaty. He stared at the cavalry who ran forward, heard Yin Chang's shout, but didn't dare to answer distractedly. He held his own pair of swords, and muttered the name of Yan Tailong in his mouth.

By the time the pony is about to reach his face, the cavalry's scimitar has already struck, and the taitai tiger rolls forward, while Xiao Chi in the rear highlights the wolf and sword, and uses the cavalry's impulse to pierce the opponent. . Blood splattered, and the Taitai tiger squatted with a defender to cut the leg of the pony.

The steed hissed fiercely, like a winged goose, and fell to the ground on its neck. The cavalry fell off the horse and rolled, and the Tiger Tiger wiped his face with blood, picked up his double knives, and shouted, "Revenge!"

The cavalry suffered successive setbacks, weakening their momentum, and refused to rush forward, but the distance had been shortened. They wanted to retreat, but Xiao Chiye entered.

Xiao Chiye tapped the abdomen with the back of the knife, and Lang Tao went straight out. The sound of the horseshoes riding from the North Rail was as heavy as thunder, hurriedly hurried by the wind and snow, smashing the cavalry's formation into pieces. "Chariots" are not allowed to pant. As long as they are knocked to the ground by heavy armor, the horseshoe of the iron will trample flesh and run over the cavalry.

The assassin **** brought wind over his head and tried to flee eastward. Sweeping the snow and diving, Hook grabbed the hunting falcon, and tore off one of the falcon's wings as it passed Li Beilang Banner, and then threw the falcon out.

The cavalry flooded, and the young man rushed to his horse, withdrew the ordinary cavalry, and scolded the scorpion forward with whispers. The machete suddenly collapsed, watching as the North Rail Riding back.

Xiao Chiye returned slowly, and the columns that stood out from behind quickly merged. The scorpions replaced the forwards, and their hammers no longer faced an iron rider, but a group of iron riders.

Xiao Chiye took the lead in charge. He stole the wolf-knife in Mercedes-Benz, and the iron ride behind him released the terrible new knife with his movement. Xiao Chiye leaned down, as if the cold light flashed in the night, they stung into the scorpion's team.

Xiao Chiye flipped the long knife handle with both hands and took away the scorpion's head when the horse passed. In order to reduce weight, the long knife thinned the blade and cut the throat in the blink of an eye. The blood suddenly sprayed on the heavy armor, splashing out along the iron arm, and sprinkled on the snow.

The hammer couldn't keep up with the speed of the long knife, and it couldn't catch Tieqi itself. He could only watch Liliqiqi enter the battlefield and cut his team in half.

Langtao Xuelai broke through the siege of the cavalry, exhaled, and turned. Xiao Chiye slanted the long knife and shook off the sticky blood on the blade.

The scorpions on both sides were panting, watching the center as many as possible, and Xiao Chiye bleed everywhere, and the long knife almost wiped off all the people who blocked him.

The scorpion held the reins and murmured in a whisper: "Chi Daqi ..."

From the North Rail Riding again to drive the horse, the scorpions turned their horse heads when the muffled thunder sounded and refused to fight again. The rear cavalry teenager watched the scorpion retreat and hurriedly slammed his sword, but to no avail, the scorpions were timid, and after losing the leader, they were reduced to the sacrifices of this battlefield.

Langtao Xue rushed out, leaving behind the North Rail riding group.

The cavalry on the south side of the tiankeng was unable to resist, and the scimitar did not wear hard heavy armor. The cavalry who lost their war horses scrambled in the snow, and they exhaled white gas quickly, like the flood waves of a dyke. From the North Rail Riding, the snow surface shook, the backward cavalry fell to the ground, the machete fell out, and before his protruded hand was out, he was directly engulfed by the iron hoof.

Xiao Chiye stood out. He chased the cavalry, just like Xiao Fangxu chased the cavalry 30 years ago. There was no mercy under the iron hoof. From the North Rail Riding raged forward, heavy armor struck across the battlefield, turning into a heavy knife in the eyes of the ring tiger.

The scorpion shouted sharply among the galloping horses: "Chidaqi!"

Evil wolf!

Seven years ago, Xiao Jiming led his troops south, known as the Iron Horse Glacier. That night, Xiao Chiye chased the Biansha Cavalry twenty miles and echoed on the ground.

"This **** ..." Yin Chang rolled his throat and wiped the blood on his face, thinking silently.

Yan Frost crossed the border without leaving any grass.

***

Shen Zechuan was making tea in his tent, and the prince was not good at it. He just stuffed the brown tea into a teapot, then filled it with water and set it on the fire. He had a folding fan on his knees, and his case was piled on the side, but his eyes were staring at the tea, seeing it gradually boil, and bubbling against the water.

Hai Rigu squatted at the door of the tent, peeped from the gap, and said to Fei Sheng, "Isn't it so hard to cook?"

Fei Sheng didn't like this scorpion. He held his arm to look forward and listened to the sound of the war drums, saying, "You can't drink anymore. What kind of heart do you care about?"

Shen Zechuan stayed for a while, and the tea was almost dry when he regained his energy. He sipped it down, added water, and continued to cook. The sound of boiling water could cover some drums of war, and he was knocked so loudly that he didn't do anything tonight.

Fei Sheng saw it was late, came in the curtain, and said quietly to Shen Zechuan: "The master takes a nap? As soon as there is news, I will call the master."

Shen Zechuan looked down and didn't answer.

Fei Sheng knew that the governor was unwilling. He did not dare to persuade him, and returned to the door of the account to wait. The tea in the military tent rolled for a night. When the day was dawning, Shen Zechuan stopped hearing the drums of war.

Shen Zechuan got up and opened the curtain, and Fei Sheng hurriedly gave a cloak, accompanied Shen Zechuan to get out of the account and went out. Shen Zechuan waited for another moment in the bright snow and fog. It was very cold in the morning, and the tip of the nose would become red after standing for a long time. After half an hour, Shen Zechuan suddenly heard the sound of horseshoes, followed by the double shadow cascade, and Meng returned to camp first.

Fei Sheng was relieved, relieved, and immediately congratulated Shen Zechuan: "Master, it's done!"

After a fierce spin, he wanted to land on Shen Zechuan's arm. Shen Zechuan did not wear an arm restraint today. He raised his arm and a whistle came from that end.

Xiao Chiye broke through the thick fog and kept on his feet. When he rushed into the camp, he took Shen Zechuan. Langtao Xuelai slowed down, turned around with his hooves, and ran into the snow and mist again with the two. He slammed into the army banner, squinted and watched them run away, and cleared his paws.

Yin Chang was carrying his booty and wanted to say something, and Fei Sheng shoved it back without letting him open his mouth. The others looked different, and the Tigers took a sip of their palms, warmed up a little, and said, "... We have advanced accounts, military affairs can be reported later, not in a hurry."

After he said it, he wanted to repeat it again and again.

"Not in a hurry."

"Isn't I anxious?" Yin Chang stretched his neck and looked up, wondering, "I want to go back to the city when I am anxious.

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