I am a soldier in the border army

Chapter 33 Wolf Gu
Kill four innate masters of the True Yuan Realm with one sword!
The aftermath wiped out dozens of barbarian knights in front of him!

Listening to the soldiers behind him chanting the name of invincibility, Han Shao lowered his head and glanced at the only hilt of the knife left in his hand.

Just when he was worried that he didn't know how to use a weapon, a long sheathed sword came to him with lightning.

Han Shao held it in his hand and couldn't help but feel surprised when he looked at the complicated carvings on the blade and the divine beast on the handle.

"Given by my father, I will lend it to you temporarily..."

The cold tone in his ear was a little gentler than before.

Han Shao responded with a smile.

"Thanks."

As he spoke, he drew his sword out of its sheath.

The sharp cold light reflected the ferocious black mask.

Han Shao suddenly raised his head and looked at the group of barbarians in front of him who were completely in chaos. He turned his wrist and raised his sword to the sky.

"Suppress Liao Army!"

A loud shout instantly brought back the minds of all the soldiers.

"exist!"

Han Shao pointed forward with his long sword.

"charge!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Han Shao took the lead and shot out with lightning.

He is fulfilling his promise.

In every battle, I will charge forward!
If you die, start with yourself!

The hundreds of cavalrymen behind them looked at the figure moving forward in front with excitement in their eyes.

The thundering hooves of the horse trampled the ground beneath their feet, like the beating of war drums.

The dense 'drumbeats' made their hearts surge, and they couldn't help but have a thought.

With this general, I will have no regrets in this life!
There is no regret in dying!

"charge!"

……

"It's over..."

The only remaining innate master of the barbarian tribe had only one thought in his mind when he was running for his life.

That's it!
It's all over!

After this battle, their Thousand Cavalry tribe did not have decades to recuperate and could never regain their past glory.

It would be okay if ordinary tribesmen died.

You can also draw dice from other small tribes to get supplements.

But on the grassland, cultivation resources are extremely scarce.

Innate masters in the True Yuan realm are not so easy to cultivate.

Just now, General Yong almost cut off the accumulation of several generations of a Thousand Cavalry tribe with just one blow!

He hates it!
I hate that I failed to dissuade the clan leader!

I regret even more that I should not have been carried away by a little profit, thus getting involved in the muddy waters of Karasumabu and Yongren!

The Yong people are far more terrifying than imagined!
They were deceived by the Khan and the nobles in the royal court!
But no matter how much you hate or regret at this time, it’s too late!

The most important thing right now is to keep the tribe’s seeds!

Otherwise, the greedy wild wolves around the tribe will not hesitate to tear their weak neighbor into pieces!

Divide and eat!
……

The horse's hooves behind him were approaching like a devil seeking life from hell.

The innate master of the barbarian tribe forcibly exploded the innate true energy in his body and leaped forward.

Listening to the miserable howls of the tribesmen behind him, he suppressed the grief in his heart and did not dare to look back.

If you look back, you will die!
He can't die!

I don't want to die either!

The young patriarch was already dead. As soon as he saw him, he was chopped into two halves by General Yong, including his horse and man.

Other innates also died.

He, the elder of the clan, must bring the others back alive on the battlefield!
With this thought in mind, he kicked a clansman away, snatched the horse from his seat, and shouted loudly.

"Yong Qi is unstoppable!"

"Withdraw! Withdraw! Withdraw!"

Encouraged and blessed by the powerful true energy of the Xiantian Realm, the sound resounded throughout the sky above this area.The group of barbarian knights who were already frightened felt as if they were being pardoned when they heard these words.

"The clan leader has given an order! Get out!"

So the barbarian cavalry that had been blocking the remaining Zhenliao army in layers immediately gave way to both sides.

The whole process was as smooth as water.

And Han Shao, who was leading the way, was like Moses in the Western Bible from another world, parting the sea with one hand!

It's just that he, Han, is sharing a sea of ​​blood!
It’s a mountain of corpses!
Even these barbarian knights wisely gave way.

But as their bodies intertwined with each other, Han Shao and the group of cavalry behind him were still waving their swords to harvest lives along the way.

puff--

The heavy horse's hoof stepped on the chest of a wild horse who fell off his horse.

The deformed armor crushed his sternum and crushed his internal organs.

Under his bulging eyes, he watched countless horse hooves coming one after another from behind.

Until he was trampled into a pulp.

He was no longer separated from the frozen solid grass beneath him.

……

The Liaodong Divine Horse under his crotch led Han Shao, who was wearing broken armor, to charge forward!

Advance again!
The extreme horse speed even turned the wild knight passing by into a vague afterimage.

This forced Han Shao to deliberately control the speed of his horse to avoid rushing too hard and breaking away from the soldiers behind him.

He is trying to adapt to the world.

Try to make some things that were once unimaginable become the norm in your future life.

For example... kill!
After killing another wild horseman with one strike, Han Shao narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the figure hiding among the wild horsemen in the distance.

It was the innate master who had just escaped from his sword.

And the barbarian Xiantian obviously noticed that Han Shao was looking at him, his heart trembled violently, and he was about to turn around and run away.

Just one stab, although it didn't really kill him.

The true meaning of domineering martial arts contained in it struck at his martial arts heart.

He knew that his martial arts heart had been completely shattered by that sword.

After this, his practice has been cut off!
But how can this be?

Everyone is dead and he is still alive, that's enough!
Shame?
We don’t pay attention to this on the grassland.

And just when the barbarian was about to turn around and run due to his innate fear.

But he found that General Yong, who was as fierce as a tiger, only glanced at him briefly, and then broke through with his cavalry.

This made the barbarian Xiantian take a long breath and finally feel relieved.

He has already thought about it and will take his tribe back later.

In this battle with the Yong people, whoever likes to fight will fight!
Anyway, he won't get involved.

Beat the ass!If you fight again, everyone will die.

What's more, Old Seventeen has a concubine whom he has been coveting for a long time.

Now that Old Seventeen is dead, he can just take care of him, which can be regarded as fulfilling the friendship of the same clan.

Thinking like this, with some gratitude to General Yong, the barbarian innate subconsciously looked at the remnant Yong army that was quickly moving away.

But this look made him suddenly look stunned.

Because he found that General Yong, who had brought him endless fear, suddenly turned to look at him without warning.

When they looked into each other's eyes, he seemed to be seeing a wolf looking back on the grassland!

Cold and fierce!
Almost instinctively, the barbarian's body froze innately, and the huge fear in his heart made him even forget to move.

Watching the moment when General Yong suddenly looked back, he hooked the Zhenliao cavalry bow beside the horse with one kick, and finished bending the bow and setting the arrow in almost an instant.

collapse--

The bow is like a thunderbolt!

A bit of black light passed directly through the gaps between countless soldiers, and then was firmly nailed to the innate forehead of the barbarian!

Yazi!

Wolf body and dragon head!

The virtue of a meal must be repaid, and the grievances must be repaid!
……

　Depressed, slept through

　　
　
(End of this chapter)