Chapter 93, under the curtain of the horse bell

In the middle of the night, Zu Zhao quietly went on the road with people and horses. His feet were wrapped in cotton cloth, took off their bells, and ran in the distance. In the barbarians in the north, there were grassland tents one by one. Han Liping didn't seem to have thought that Zu Zhao would take the men and horses to attack directly at night. The barbarians were not guard them, and they all slept very comfortably. .

Zu Zhao sneered. Of course, this situation was to drive away the horses and then burn their tents. The most important thing is to bring their war horses together. The quality of the barbarians' war horses is very good, and the war horses are gathered together to accumulate troops in the future.

When a large number of war horses were brought back to Liaodong County by Zu Zhao's horse, the barbarians heard the hissing sound of the war horses and came out to release water. Only then did they see the dark crowd standing quietly.

"Someone!" The barbarian shouted loudly.

But late, a strong arrow passed through his head and then nailed him to the tent.

When a large group of barbarians came out of the tent, they saw dense arrows rushing towards them, and Shura Hell appeared in front of everyone again.

Han Jinping did not expect that the Han Dynasty, which had always been weak, dared to attack the grassland cavalry. The grassland cavalry were born wolves and warriors blessed by the grassland wolf king. These southern Central Plains were all afraid of death. In the process of fighting with them many battles, they won many with small ones, but this time they found that they did not Similarly, the guy who came this time has elite bows and crossbows and strong generals, and the teenager led by them is actually very young, wearing a silver robe and majestic.

"Kill out! If we kill out, we will have a chance. The grassland king will give us a chance to turn over and slaughter these guys at that time!" Han Jinping roared on the horse, and the prairie king was his totem of faith.

Zu Zhao laughed coldly on the horses. This is destined to be a sleepless night, and it is also the night when he steps on the barbarians in the north. What he has to do tonight is to defeat these northern barbarians, eliminate all the hostile forces, and then support the forces that have been barbarians by himself, so that they can control them in the future.

Kill!

Zuzu Zhao pulled out his long gun, put a finger in front of him, and took the lead in the distant impact. Behind him, Mangzi followed him closely with two thighs. After that, Hou Yongzu Pingzu Anu and Han Dang took the lead. Zu Zhao's long gun flew four or five grassland barbarians one after another, and then entered the grassland barbarians. At this moment, what he wanted was that the ghost horse around him had his own blood and did with the grassland barbarians. War is the best grindstone, which can sharpen the horse around you into the best sword. It is extremely sharp, cutting gold and jade.

Mangzi followed Zu Zhao closely. All the barbarians who wanted to fight with Zu Zhao were stabbed by him, and then became all kinds of flesh and blood scattered on the ground, but it was not human nature. In the place where Mangzi passed, there were countless barbarians who were scared and spitting green ** and died.

The triangle led by Zu Zhao quickly chiseled the array of barbarian soldiers, and then pushed and killed them horizontally.

"Kill!"

Han Liping roared and went forward to kill, because he saw Zu Zhao, a young general who was majestic. He deeply understood that winning the commander in the three armies was the core element that could reverse the battlefield.

has been killed because there are no soldiers around him.

In his heart, killing the other party is the best way to keep him alive.

Zou Zhao smiled coldly. Since the other party was coming, he didn't have to be polite and sent this guy directly to the west sky.

With a wave of the long gun, he galloped his horse, went up to the other party, and killed him! The two horses were wrong, and he suddenly stood up and stood on the horse pedal with a sharp thorn in Han Liping's throat.

Han Liping originally stabbed Zu Zhao's chest, but found that there was no trace of him. The other party could stand on the horse and fight. This kind of equestrianism was also amazing.

When he turned around and fought again, he saw that Zu Zhao picked up a strong crossbow in his hand and shot wildly on his war horse. His war horse roared and roared and died tragically in front of him. Han Liping rolled down, surrounded by clusters of arrows. As long as he moved, it would turn into a sieve.

Look at who is around at this moment?

All the barbarians were killed, and none of them were alive.

"You are so cruel. You will be punished by the king of the grassland!" Han Liping roared and struggled, but did not block the knife of Mangzi and directly divided him into two pieces.

"Buried them all night, so that they also have a home, and the most important thing is not to spread the plague!" Zu Zhao ordered.

Most of the barbarians stationed on the grassland. They trekked to get food and grass, so that they could spend the winter safely, but they were unlucky and met the young Zu Zhao directly. Zu Zhao wanted to rise in Liaodong, so he could not tolerate these robbers and bandits. If they came to fight grain and grass, don't blame him for being cruel and directly They buried.

There are many girls in the barbarian's station, all of which have been robbed by nearby villages. Many of them are powerless, and some of them are no longer angry. Zu Zhao also ordered people to send these girls home. If he doesn't want to go home, he also arranges a place. After all, there are too many of his 2,000 soldiers. When he got married, Zu Zhao promised in Jizhou that all the soldiers who followed him were his brothers and would build houses for them to marry their wives.

At this moment, these girls are all girls from large families, some of whom are stained. They already feel that there is no way to go home. At this moment, they are willing to follow Zu Zhao back to the barracks.

At dawn, Zu Zhao saw a large number of soldiers behind him following many girls and couldn't help laughing. After three years in the barracks, these brothers also have an emotional desire. Those who are willing to get married will remove them from the 3,000 secluded cavalry and let They settle down here, but the cavalry must have no family to be in it. This is also an iron law. All married people have no blood on the battlefield, and their combat effectiveness is very poor.

Among these girls, Zu Zhao saw a girl holding a long sword in her hand, but her steps were very easy. Unlike other women, the girl's face had a murderous intention, and the breath on her body was not comparable to that of an ordinary girl. It can be said that she stood out from the crowd.

"Bear that girl here. I want to see what this girl has three heads and six arms!" Zu Zhao pointed to the nomadic girl.

Soon the girl came to Zu Zhao's side, and there was a murderous look on the girl's face. And it was very strong, even Zu Zhao's heart was cold when he saw this girl.

"Who are you? Tell me your origin, and I can feel your difference. I believe you won't lie to me. Although you may be very good at it, you may not be better than mine!" Zu Zhao threw out a melon grenade in his hand and blew up a big deep pit not far away, which made the originally arrogant girl suddenly feel frightened by the inexplicable sound and sound.

"This is dryland thunder. You should understand what will happen if you are blown up!"

Thunder in the drylands?

The girl looked at the deep hole with a big fear in her eyes.

"This is my killer. I just want to know where you come from and what you want to do?"

Zu Zhao stared at the girl and instinctively felt that the other party was really not simple.

"I came down from the snowy mountains and walked on the grassland under the door of the female sword. Do you understand now?" The girl spoke in a slightly proud tone.

Vietnam Women's Sword?

Zhu Zhao was inexplicably happy when he heard this term, isn't it? The legendary Yue Female Sword is still there in this era. Isn't that the existence only existed in the Warring States Period?

"Isn't this fright? Has the Yue female sword been passed down to now? And you still come down from the snowy mountain? Is it very famous?"

Zu Zhao laughed coldly. Of course, he didn't know Yue Nujian, but he knew that this girl was not simple. She could make use of it a little, and there might be an inexplicable surprise.

"Don't you even know the Yue female sword? What's more, don't you know about snowy mountains?" The girl stared at Zu Zhao as if she had seen a turtle. She didn't seem to have heard of Yue Nvjian, which was a big joke.

"From it, it turned out that we had a legend of Yue female sword in the Central Plains, but I should know that the Yue female sword should be in the Southern barbarian generation. Are you lying about the Yue female sword coming down from the snowy mountains? Zu Zhao remembered that the Yue female sword was not in the Minyue generation. How could it be related to the snow mountain?

"The Yue female sword in the Central Plains is our originator, but the ancestor was only a glimpse in the Central Plain, and then came to the grassland to live and work in peace and contentment, and finally took the snow mountain as the place to establish the sect. Now the Yue female sword has been a descendant of 18 generations, and I am a disciple of 18 generations, and now I walk on the grassland as an experience! My name is Feng Luoxue, Hanmei Swordsman!"

The girl is proud of her breasts. She looks like an A cup, which is almost negligible, but she doesn't know where the name of this Hanmei swordsman comes from, but it is certain that she has killed many people, and her murderous spirit can be seen.

"It turned out to be a heroine!" Zu Zhao sighed in his heart, and even had the impulse to pinch whether it was really a living person.

"But I'm afraid the Yue female sword is a legend. The real battlefield assault swordsmanship may not work, and your Yue female sword can't be used at all when it meets the cavalry, that is, the fists and embroidered legs all the way!" Zu Zhao spoke contemptuously. This is a really good martial arts master who doesn't know how to fight on the battlefield.

Even martial arts prawns like Guo Jing have to write a posthumous letter to make a facade. The most fundamental reason is that there are sea of tactics on the battlefield, not to mention a Yue female sword.

However, when his voice fell, he felt a cold and piercing feeling. When he looked at the other party again, a wisp of black hair fell down. He didn't see how the other party drew his sword at all. It seemed that he had not moved at all. Even a guy like Mangzi felt it. There was a cool stroke, and then there was a blow at this moment.

It was so fast that Zu Zhao didn't react.

He has always felt that Zhao Yun's gun is the best in the world, because Zhao Yun's gun is very fast. For 20 years, he has only practiced a sharpshooting skill, so that he can scare the heroes of the world with a kill. The most fundamental reason is fast. The girl in front of him is faster than the other party, as fast as lightning.

"A master! I met Miss Feng in Zuzhao!"

Zuzuo greeted with a smile.

However, he picked up a melon grenade beside him. At this time, his life was still the most important. If this girl gave him a sword, he would die.

"I didn't mean to kill you. You were dead just now. I'm just curious about how your Han Dynasty army suddenly has such combat effectiveness? If you don't come, I will try my best to save these women. You also tied me up!"

The heroine spoke with a smile, but looked at the melon grenade. There is no doubt that she is still very afraid of what is in Zu Zhao's hand. As a member of the feudal family, this heroine is also a member of the superstitious masses, afraid of being punished.

"That's good. Why don't you come to my Liaodong County to talk about it? I'm the master of Liaodong County. It makes me very happy to meet the girl!" Zu Zhao also spoke with a smile, holding the thunder tightly in his hand, threatening the girl in front of him.