The Prodigal Son of the Mystical Sect

Although the level of the drivers is similar, the differences in the horses have gradually become apparent.

As the distance got closer, the sharp-eyed people in the carriage gradually saw clearly what kind of troops were chasing behind them. With just one glance, he showed a solemn expression, stared back, gritted his teeth and said: "It's... the elite of the barbarians, the barbarian ghost cavalry!"

As soon as these words came out, some people in the carriage suddenly looked solemn... The barbarians were not good at all kinds of arms, but they were natural riders. Taming a fierce horse was as easy as eating and drinking. Therefore, the barbarian cavalry is never lacking, and the elite soldiers selected by the barbarian ghost iron under such a general environment can be imagined. They are also the most adept at tracking, attacking and killing troops. Rumor has it that as long as they are tracked by this cavalry, without support, their chances of escaping will be only 10%!

The people in the carriage knew how crucial 'that information' would be, but they did not expect that the barbarians would react so quickly. Even the barbarian ghost riders quickly dispatched, vowing to kill them.

The heavy rain was accompanied by strong winds, and people in the carriage could even smell the cold iron smell of the other party's horse, as well as the strong smell of... blood.

"We must stop them!" A young man in the lead had a sharp vision. He knew that if the one biting behind him was a barbarian ghost knight, then the battle would inevitably turn into a hand-to-hand fight. The opponent was well prepared, but he had just experienced it. They were surrounded and killed several times, and everyone was seriously injured...

"Xiaodie, take this." The young man said, and handed a package wrapped in heavy cloth to the only woman in the room. Although he didn't say it clearly, who was there? Everyone knows what he wants to do...

"Brother..." The young girl named 'Xiaodie' felt sad and shed a few tears. Just when she was about to say something, the young man already smiled: "It's already this time, so don't do anything. My little daughter is mad. We can die in battle, but we can die without leaving our bodies intact, but you can’t...even if a woman from Dazhou dies, she cannot die at the hands of these barbarians!"

Hearing the sound, Xiaodie suddenly remembered all the disgusting things that those barbarians did to women. It was said that they would not even let go of corpses, they were just a bunch of beasts... At this thought, she couldn't help but shudder, and then Seeing the loving looks cast towards her by the people around her, she burst into tears. While sobbing, she clutched the package and said intermittently: "Brother...I..."

"Okay, don't cry. It's not a separation between life and death. Maybe you can call in reinforcements quickly and everything will be done in time." The young man grinned, but no one in the carriage thought the joke was funny. They just gradually showed determination on their faces. He looked as if he had some kind of consciousness.

Seeing this, the young man touched the back of his head and smiled awkwardly: "It seems that everything is ready...General Zhou!"

The last drink was no longer playful, but full of majesty!

Everyone in the venue immediately stood up.

"exist!"

"Today, I swear to serve the country to the death!"

"Here!"

As they spoke, several people were like lightning. Regardless of their injuries or other injuries, they jumped out of the speeding carriage and quickly formed a formation.

The young man took one last look at the departing carriage, looked at his sobbing sister, grinned, and raised a thumbs up.

Xiaodie cried heartbrokenly and threw herself on the edge of the carriage. However, it was not her first day on the battlefield. Even though she was heartbroken, she gritted her teeth and jumped out of the carriage without impulse.

Seeing this, the young man looked pleased.

Then, he turned around, his eyes becoming extremely cold.

"Everyone, get ready!"

With one drink, everyone took out their hand crossbows with great skill, squatted down, and stared at the group of black horses galloping in front of them, as well as the tall barbarians wearing black cloth armor...

Everyone's eyes revealed hatred and a desire to die.

Each person held a crossbow, and a fierce murderous aura naturally came out, fixed on the knight in the opponent's front row.

Outnumbered and outnumbered, knowing full well that they would die, but still having such momentum, it must be said that the Great Zhou Dynasty was, after all, the first empire in China.

"Shoot the horse!"

The young man silently calculated the distance, and finally at a certain moment, he gave the order!

Then there was a soft roar, and several crossbow arrows flew out like meteors, piercing the thumbs of the horses at the forefront.

Thumbs connected to the heart, the horse suddenly neighed, its front hooves turned up, and the man on the horse fell off.

Puff puff puff!

With several whooshing sounds, the crossbow arrows mixed with the rain, and a whirlpool-like airflow spurted out from behind, stabbing the thumbs of the horses one after another, stabbing the black horses one after another and knocking them over to the ground!

The barbarian's follow-up troops were immediately blocked!

However, there was no joy at all on the young man's face, because he saw that the group of barbarian knights completely ignored this. After a moment of confusion, they wildly waved their weapons, yelled and cursed loudly, and stepped on the bodies of their companions to kill them. !

"What a bunch of lunatics! Barbarians!"

The young man cursed, but he was not surprised, because he had known that the situation would eventually turn into a close combat.

If you don't have a shield, just rush forward to death!

The officers and soldiers of the Great Zhou Dynasty will die to serve their country today!

"Draw the knife!"

The crossbows had been fired. Facing the overwhelming barbarian knights, the soldiers threw away their crossbows and drew out their shining swords. Then, under the leadership of the young man, they counterattacked without retreating, shouting, Kill those barbarian knights!

Infantry counterattacked the elite cavalry, and they were a group of wounded and incomplete infantry... Their fate was almost doomed at this moment.

But no one was afraid. Their eyes were only on the opponent's horse legs. All they wanted was to risk their lives to delay this group of people for a while!

As long as they could bring that information back, even if they died here, what would it matter?

"My sister Xiaodie, please!"

The young man muttered in his heart for the last time, and then his eyes became extremely cold, and the blade flashed with a burst of white light. He rushed forward and chopped the front right leg of the barbarian horse in front!

With a sound of puff!

The barbarian knight fell off the horse, and before he could see anything clearly, his head was chopped off by a knife.

"Looking for death!"

Being blocked by a group of wounded soldiers who could not even count 20 was fine, but they actually counterattacked the three or four hundred barbarian ghost riders led by him. The bald barbarian who led the way felt that he was greatly provoked!

"Kill them all!"

As the voice fell, the barbarians all showed fierceness on their faces, and the sound of horse hooves was heard, and they were about to trample the group of wounded soldiers who didn't know how to live or die...

But at this moment.

The ground in the distance suddenly shook slightly...