Silver Overlord Chapter 619: Cruel

In a scream, I heard the sound from the left side, and Yan Liqiang, who was riding on the cloud cover snow, did not turn around, but just stretched his hand and grabbed the arrow shot towards me Too.

The arrow in his hand is light and fluttering, there is no force, and of course there is no speed. Such an arrow is like a joke to Yan Liqiang. He turned his head and saw more than 20 meters. In addition, a young man dressed in a jacket with small braids on his head, who appeared to be only twelve or thirteen years old, was hiding beside a tent, holding a small bow made of simple bamboo. The eyes of hatred looked at him, shooting the arrow at himself.

The Shatu young man did n’t seem to expect that the arrow he shot from behind would be caught by Yan Liqiang, so when Yan Liqiang turned around, there was a trace of consternation and panic on the young man ’s face.

Yan Liqiang hesitated a moment after seeing the face of the Satu teenager—this is still a kid ...

The teenager didn't know Yan Liqiang's hesitation. When he saw that Yan Liqiang didn't fight back, he immediately installed an arrow to his small bow, raised the bow, and wanted to shoot Yan Liqiang again ...

"Doggy, let's die ..." A rhinoceros horse suddenly rushed to the Shatuo teenager and reacted. The machete on the hand of Peng Chaohan riding on the rhinoceros horse was already conquering, and he was chopped towards the teenager like Taishan. In the past ...

The bow was broken, the person was broken, and was in the blood of the flying shot. The neck and half of the shoulder of the sand-sudden boy were separated from the body at once, and instantly killed. The blood of the blast shot Peng Chaohan's face. ......

"Sir ..." Peng Chaohan turned his head and wiped the blood on his face. The whole person was like Shura crawling out of the sea of ​​blood.

"Be careful ..." The arrow in Yan Liqiang's hand was suddenly thrown out by him. The arrow screamed in the air, and the one who ran out of Peng Chaohan rushed towards Peng Chaohan with a knife. The Shatuo teenager's forehead pierced, carrying the teenager's body, flew back several meters, and fell heavily on the ground.

There are a few people behind the boy, two women, an old man, with arms in their hands, but they are not waiting for them to rush in. Young and strong, they rushed towards them riding a rhinoceros horse. In the flashing blade of light, the people behind the Shatuo teenager fell into the pool of blood in a scream ...

Peng Chaohan continued to take a few people around to kill him in the distance, one of the young and strong in Fengbianzhai, still holding a torch in his hand, and after sprinkling pine oil, he immediately gave a camp beside him Started ...

In the twilight, the fire of the Satu tent slowly rose, and Yan Liqiang's face was red.

Yan Liqiang looked at the body of the Satu young man who could n’t see far away, and the soft lines on his face slowly became firm with the beating fire-this is not a private enmity, but a war between races As the people of the Seven Divisions of Shatu, from the moment they were born, they have stood on their opposites. This is their biggest original sin!

This grassland is not theirs, but it was loaned to them by the Han empire. They occupied the place. After being blessed by the han empire, they finally exposed their fangs to the han empire and raised the butcher knife. Their brother, Fathers, elders, are those who attacked Fengbianzhai today. When they grow up, they will follow the same old path. Even if they are the participants of the supporters who invaded the Gulang grasslands and the Han dynasty, they are also beneficiaries. So, Between watching the knives in these people's hands pierce into the bodies of the fighters around him and the fighters around him chopping off their heads, Yan Liqiang would not hesitate when he had to make a choice Chooses the latter—because he is the supervisor of Qi Yun, the man whom the soldiers around him trust and rely on!

Only the seven dead Satu people are good Satu people!

Looking up and looking at the figures galloping on horseback around, it seems that no one will hesitate when starting hands, whether it is the cavalry of Baishiguan or the soldiers of Fengbianzhai, in their view, All the people of the seven Satu groups who appeared in front of them, men and women, young and old, were only enemies, and there was no distinction between gender and age-these people are those who really understand the cruelty of war. Even the 500 guards they brought with them did not hesitate when opening their bows towards these Shatu people.

It seems that of all people, only their two lives are human beings, and there are some women's benevolence!

Yan Liqiang laughed at himself, and after spitting out a long breath in his chest, he also spit out all the misunderstandings in his heart.

The sky has slowly darkened. At this time of the battle, Yan Liqiang has won a lot. The cavalry brought by Yan Liqiang, like the wildfire of Liaoyuan, has swept through the gathering area of ​​the Ministry of Turbulence. The battle has entered. Towards the end, the entire Department of Tunisia, except for the burning tent, is only as terrified as a rabbit, running towards all directions and scattered, and almost all the men in the Department of Fighting who have no fighting, who have not run, have basically changed. Became a corpse on the ground. Even if the Shatu people in the survivors' survivors survived this time, according to the rules on the Gulang grassland, it would not be possible to establish any surrogates, but would be annexed by other tribes. It can be said that by this time, as a small tribe among the seven Shatu, the Tuli Ministry has officially become history ...

"Admiral Guard ..." The blood-covered Tie Yunshan rushed to Yan Liqiang with a team of guards, Shen Shengxun reported, "The resistance of the Tuli Ministry has basically disappeared. Escaped ... "

Yan Liqiang nodded. He rode on the horse and looked northwest. That was the direction in which the Shatu people who fled from the Turks chose to escape the most. He pointed over there. There are other tribes of the coyote department? "

"Yes ~ IndoMTL.com ~ Just about eighty miles away in that direction, there is also a tribe of the coyote department, the Bakeyi department, which has more people than the Tunisian department, with nearly 10,000 people. Tent ... "

"Eighty miles?" Yan Liqiang groaned for a moment, then looked up at the sky. The weather was very good tonight, and there were no clouds. At this time, the sky had just darkened, and the sky and the moon had come out, even if it was late at night. Under the weather and the moonlight tonight, on the grassland, the horizon can be seen very far, and the army can move freely without torches, "That is to say, if someone here flees to the Bakyi Department, that side knows According to news, if troops are sent to aid, it may happen that within two hours, the reinforcements will come ... "

"Almost!"

"Submit the order, all the horses, come back after twenty miles of chase, don't go deep ..."

"Follow the order!" Tie Yunshan said, and a servant beside him took out a horn horn he was carrying, put it on his mouth, and blew it up. The melodious and rhythmic horn sounded all at once. It spread far away, this is the way the cavalry listen to orders during the battle. There are two messages transmitted by the horns-one is chasing and the second is twenty miles! All the cavalry of the Han Empire can understand, and the guards around Yan Liqiang can naturally understand ...