The sound of gold rang out.
The soldiers on the calabash were relieved and retreated.
At the same time, Song Qing slowly rode his horse forward, the two hundred personal guards following him like shadows.
He raised his head and looked up at the mountain path. He was surprised to find that when his soldiers retreated, the Black Flag Bandits on the opposite side also retreated.
A trace of doubt rose in his heart.
However, at this moment, there was no way to change the order.
With a light shake of the reins, the horse's speed increased sharply. The intense sound of hooves hitting the mountain path made a crackling sound like firecrackers.
" Move left and right, move left and right..." Song Qing's bodyguard shouted.
The horse's speed was quickly raised to the extreme. The originally short distance was almost covered in the blink of an eye. The rugged terrain of the mountain road did not affect these knights who were skilled in riding.
In front of them were the Black Flag Bandits with their backs to them.
These Black Flag Bandits were also moving to the sides.
"You can't hide anymore. Go to hell!"
Song Qing raised his iron spear and was about to charge at the Black Flag Thief's back when he suddenly heard a rumbling sound in front of him. He couldn't help but look up.
What?
The wooden wall of a wooden building in front of them had been smashed open from the inside, and a group of cavalrymen clad in iron armor charged out ferociously.
What?
The people in Zhai Xing Lou were also exclaiming in shock.
They had no idea where the Tiger King had conjured these cavalrymen from.
Song Qing's eyes were first filled with shock, then it turned into an icy determination as he stared at the majestic cavalryman in front.
It was the Tiger King!
This thief actually hid cavalrymen?
Alright, let me teach you how to use cavalry in battle!
The battlefield was littered with corpses. There were soldiers and Black Flag Army soldiers, but most of them were soldiers.
All sorts of moans, screams, sounds of weapons colliding, and sounds of sharp blades piercing into flesh rose and fell.
But at this moment, these sounds could no longer be heard. Instead, they were replaced by the continuous sound of hooves and the heavy breathing of the cavalrymen, as well as the sound of metal rubbing against each other...
For a moment, the entire battlefield gave off a suffocating feeling.
As the two cavalrymen rapidly approached, the suffocating feeling became more and more intense.
Zhu Wu felt a shiver coursing through his body uncontrollably, as if he had been electrocuted.
This feeling was both excitement and fear when facing a strong enemy. However, the former was more common.
The cavalrymen on the opposite side were like a wall and a forest. They had a violent momentum as they pushed forward. At the front of the cavalrymen was a warrior wearing a black armor and a black helmet.
This should be the commander of the soldiers, right?
He remembered that this armor had once blocked an arrow he had thrown.
I wonder how good his riding skills are…
This was the first time Zhu Wu was leading a cavalry in battle, and he was somewhat absent-minded for some reason. The sounds of the battlefield became distant and suddenly exploded in his ears.
He felt that his hands were wet with sweat. He was really a little nervous!
Zhu Wu's face under the mask broke into laughter.
Song Qing, who was opposite him, was also a little nervous. He had personally witnessed how terrifying Zhu Wu was.
Although he could tell that the other party's riding skills were not as good as his own, he did not know why, but there was a faint ominous feeling lingering in his heart.
The battlefield of war is the place where the dead are standing.
If you must die, you will live. If you are lucky enough to live, you will die.
This was something Song Qing used to encourage the people around him.
But now, he was subconsciously muttering to himself, as if he wanted to use this sentence to motivate himself.
His subordinates, relatives, and friends all felt that he was born brave and fearless, as if he did not know what fear was.
However, he knew very well that before every battle, there would be a tide-like nervousness in his heart. Then, he would use fierce killing to vent it.
His bravery was not because he was fearless, but because he was afraid!
And now, this opponent who always exceeded his expectations gave him an even greater sense of fear. This fear turned into a powerful force, waiting for the moment to vent!
Boom!
The two groups of cavalrymen finally collided.
Zhu Wu, who was in the lead, waved his Guan Dao and slashed at Song Qing, who was also in the lead.
At this moment, Zhu Wu was not in his best condition. The continuous fighting earlier had caused Zhu Wu to suffer many injuries of varying severity.
Especially the knife wound on his left arm. It wasn't considered serious, but because he kept fighting with the wound, the wound had been repeatedly torn by the knife, which had greatly affected the normal strength of his arm.
Fortunately, during this period of recuperation, the heat flow was also constantly healing him. Otherwise, his movement of swinging the saber would definitely be slower than it was now.
On the battlefield, this moment was the difference between life and death!
Song Qing narrowed his eyes and moved his body slightly. He had a deep memory of the opponent's strength, so he naturally wouldn't fight head-on.
The knife fell right next to Song Qing's thigh. Sparks flew and the metal pieces on the armor skirt shattered.
Song Qing heaved a sigh of relief. The other party's riding skills were indeed ordinary. In a flash of thought, he returned with a spear.
At this moment, the two horses had already crossed each other. Song Qing's spear let out a sharp " strange cry " as it pierced towards Zhu Wu's back at lightning speed.
How was this possible?
Song Qing, who had turned around to attack, almost vomited blood. This was because his opponent, who had clearly used up all of his moves, had actually regrouped. That Guan Dao, which was like a door plank, had been raised up at some point in time and was now descending towards his head!
Moreover, the speed at which the other party's Guan Dao fell was actually faster than his spear's momentum. He could not even perish together with him!
Of course, Song Qing definitely didn't want to die together. For a person like him who was very materialistic, his life was more important than anything else.
Therefore, he chose to put away his spear, block horizontally, and block!
Dang!
Song Qing and Zhu Wu spat out a mouthful of blood on their masks at the same time.
Song Qing was shocked by Zhu Wu's strength.
Zhu Wu, on the other hand, was forced to retract his old move. Before he could straighten out the churning blood and Qi, he immediately slashed out with his saber, causing the force to backfire and injure his internal organs.
Therefore, the current situation was that both of them were injured by Zhu Wu!
As the cavalry charged past, only half of Zhu Wu's fifty cavalry remained.
More than 30 soldiers had died.
Moreover, at this moment, the two sides had switched positions. The Black Flag Army, which was originally looking down from above, had turned into an attack from above, and the officers and soldiers had turned into a commanding position.
Song Qing, who had spat out a mouthful of blood, returned to his horse and pointed his iron spear at Zhu Wu."Tiger King, if you surrender, I'll guarantee your survival and I'm even willing to give you a position in my army.”
He really had a heart for Zhu Wu.
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