I am a soldier in the border army

Chapter 67 The Iron Harrier

The hawks folded their wings together, and their bodies turned into lightning in the sky.

The sharp claws can crush the prey's head at the moment of spreading its wings.

And on the vast grassland under the sky, a group of soldiers led by Zhao Mu were even worse than the falcon.

The slightly bent figure, after making a charging gesture, pulled out a black shadow stream.

The long knife tilted to the side is their sharpest claw.

To ensure that they will completely tear the prey into pieces in the blink of an eye!

"run!"

The remaining warriors from the Qiyan tribe looked behind them with expressionless expressions.

With almost no hesitation, he whipped the horse under him crazily.

But even though these horses were running as hard as they could, the figures behind them that looked like black gods of death became increasingly clear.

It was so clear that they could clearly see the ferocious lines on each other's face armor.

It was so clear that they could smell the cold smell of death.

Breathe!
Two breaths!

"Longevity!"

The warrior from the Qiyan tribe who was running at the back roared in despair.

He wanted to ask why He had abandoned His people and believers!

But it was too late.

The sharp and cold sword energy bridged the seemingly far distance between them in the blink of an eye.

It invaded his body and destroyed his soul.

At that moment, he didn't see the messenger from Changshengtian coming to greet him.

As expected, he was deceived by those shamans in the temple...

"call--"

With the last breath exhaled.

The body that was still charging forward suddenly exploded with the war horses under it.

The blood mist and body parts that spread all over the sky were like prey feathers flying under the talons of a hawk.

Messy and brutal!
The other beggar-faced warriors who were running for their lives in front looked around in panic, and their souls suddenly appeared.

"Escape separately! Only one can survive!"

"Those who survive remember it! You must tell Wang Ting! Tell King Zuo Xian!"

"These are definitely not ordinary Yong dogs!"

An innate grandmaster can only control dozens of people!

Such terrifying strength is enough to rival Khan's most elite royal army!

wrong!Even the Khan's royal army does not have such luxury!

If such a terrifying army really only had a few hundred people who attacked the Qiyan tribe, then that would be it.

But if it’s just a small group of forwards…

No one can imagine... what kind of bloody storm this will cause on the grassland!
So after this hurried roar.

These remaining warriors from the Qiyan tribe did not care that their horses were already bleeding.

He waved the riding crop in his hand vigorously again, and immediately ran away.

But this act of seeking survival in the midst of death only brought a sarcastic chuckle in Zhao Mu's eyes.

"Disperse."

An understatement of command.

Dozens of soldiers, like one body, instantly spread out a large ink-colored net and moved toward the front.

The begging warriors running away in front were like the poor birds in the net.

No matter how they flutter, they will die if they are caught in the net!
Because the warp and weft threads that weave this big net are icy cold death sword lights!
……

Han Shao, who was walking slowly in the begging department astride the divine horse under his seat, glanced at the battle situation in the distance and stopped looking.

Although Zhao Mu is a little less independent and persistent.

But the behavior is still appropriate.

After all, being able to achieve a military rank in the Jiazi Camp is not something that can be achieved simply by relying on cultivation.

So Han Shao was still at ease with him.

What really bothered him was the blood-colored clouds that were constantly gathering in the void that ordinary people could not see in the Qiyan Department.

Most of this blood mist is thin and mixed. Even if he absorbs it, he will only get single-digit [experience points].

For his current Tianmen realm cultivation, it is just a drop in the bucket.

Instead of waiting for something to add up, quantitative changes lead to qualitative changes.

It is better to use it to nourish the soldiers under your command, the effect is immediate and the combat power is quickly increased.

Moreover, recently, Han Shao suddenly became very interested in the military power of the military strategists mentioned by Lu Yan.Gather the strength of all the armies and gather yourself together.

As a general, crossing borders to kill high-level monks is like searching for something.

How could such a temptation not be great for Han Shao?

Just considering that the core secrets of such a military strategist are not easy to obtain.

So Han Shao didn't know how to speak for a while.

Thinking of this, Han Shao couldn't help but glance at Gongsun Xinyi who was following him again.

"Big lady..."

Seeing Han Shao, who had been indifferent before, suddenly approached him again.

Gongsun Xinyi couldn't help but twitch his eyebrows.

Doesn’t this guy know what dough is?

But during this time together, she finally understood.

Courtesy to people, there must be something to ask for!
Whenever this guy lowers his body and talks to himself in a harmonious voice, there must be a purpose.

So he uttered a sentence indifferently.

"Say."

Han Shao wasn't angry either, he straightened his tone and tried to say.

"You said that if I want to join the military family... is it possible?"

really……

Gongsun Xinyi sighed in his heart.

He looked at him helplessly and then said.

"Aren't you a disciple of Confucianism? Aren't you afraid of being laughed at by others when you change your family easily?"

Han Shao was slightly startled.

He thought that if he just changed his 'major', why would he be laughed at by others?

Besides, I am a Confucian disciple and now I am in the military. Am I not professionally qualified?

Nowadays, if you want to learn new professional skills and enhance your business capabilities, shouldn't this kind of correct attitude be praised?

But after thinking about it, I came back to my senses.

This is not the other world after all.

The distinction between family status and doors is extremely strict.

What kind of hard work leads to a class jump?
how?Are you going to rebel?

Han Shao was silent for a moment, but couldn't help but ask again.

"There is no other way?"

Gongsun Xinyi originally wanted to ignore this guy's greed.

But seeing the unwillingness in his eyes, Gongsun Xinyi couldn't help but said.

"After returning home, if you give up your engagement with that woman and marry a girl from my tribe, you can join my Gongsun family and join the military lineage!"

engagement?

The figure of the woman named 'Wan Niang' flashed through Han Shao's mind again.

As the time that she wore the soul clothes of her predecessor grew longer and longer, the woman's figure seemed to become clearer and more profound.

It even gave Han Shao the feeling that he had known the other person for a long time.

But he clearly knew that it was just his illusion.

After all, he is just a dove occupying a magpie's nest, a thief.

Seeing that Han Shao fell silent, Gongsun Xinyi's eyes began to become a little complicated.

Just like her somewhat chaotic heart at this time.

Because she didn't even know whether she wanted Han Shao to accept it or reject it.

Maybe accept it.

Because otherwise, this guy wouldn't be as perfect as he is now...

I can also stop some terrible thoughts.

However, the moment this idea came up, Gongsun Xinyi suddenly panicked.

Damn!

Why do I think this guy...

Gongsun Xinyi cursed himself secretly in his heart while trying to calm his violently beating heart.

But the next moment, Han Shao did it for her.

"I reject."

……

(End of this chapter)