Devil’s Advent

"A Chai Du!"

The death of the archer's companion made the barbarian almost crazy. He and Achaidu were the two warriors under the leader. They had been by the leader's side for so many years, and they had long been like brothers.

"I...I'm going to kill you!!!"

The barbarian man raised the knife in his hand and rushed towards Liang Cheng who had just been kicked out by him.

Liang Cheng's left arm was shot by an arrow, and he was lying on the ground at this time, it seemed that he could not stand up because of his serious injury.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!!!"

At this time, Zheng Fan, who had been hiding in the corner before, rushed out shouting and holding a knife.

He hid earlier because he didn't want to be a burden, but if he didn't come out now, Liang Cheng would be chopped up by this barbarian.

Liang Cheng was still lying on the ground, looking at Zheng Fan who was rushing towards this side while shouting from another direction, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he shook his head.

The night before departure, Blind Bei secretly summoned them to have a conversation.

Blind Bei said, I know that everyone still doesn't think highly of the Lord from the bottom of their hearts. But in the end, don't forget that we are all created by the Lord.

If the real world is compared to a cage, the Lord has been locked in the cage at the beginning, but right now, we only need to give the Lord an environment where he can develop freely, as the Creator who can create us, He In the future, he will definitely grow into a leader who can lead us and is truly worth following!

Zheng Fan is really going all out now.

He knew that the barbarian was very strong, and even if the opponent didn't shine, he was no match for him, but at this moment, he continued to hide in the corner tremblingly and watched Liang Cheng being hacked to death without moving, and only hoped that the opponent would not pay attention To myself so that I can save my life...

This is not Zheng Fan's character. He has already died once. In this world, every day he lives is earned, so he doesn't want to live with regrets!

Therefore, even if Zheng Fan's output depends entirely on roaring,

At least,

He still rushed up,

and,

Roar loudly!

"Uh...cough..."

The body of the barbarian man who was charging suddenly trembled, and his figure stopped immediately.

He lowered his head to look at his palm in astonishment, where it was already pitch black.

"puff!"

A mouthful of blood with a filthy smell spewed out of his mouth, and his body began to tremble uncontrollably.

He was poisoned, and it was a terrible poison. The poison... came from the nails of the man from Yan Kingdom...

Zheng Fan had already rushed in front of the big barbarian, but the big barbarian just raised his head blankly, looking at Zheng Fan who was gradually getting closer to him.

He wanted to raise his knife,

but,

"Bang!"

his knife,

fell to the ground.

He wanted to shake his fist,

But his body began to fall backwards uncontrollably.

"Ahhhhh!!!!!!"

Zheng Fan no longer had any extra thoughts in his mind. After he rushed to a certain distance, he directly slashed down with the knife in his hand with all his might!

"boom!"

"boom!"

With the first sound of falling to the ground, it was a barbarian man who fell to the ground, with blood continuously spilling from the corner of his mouth, his vitality had been completely strangled by the corpse poison.

The second fell to the ground was Zheng Fan, because the barbarian man fell to the ground, his knife was emptied, and Zheng Fan also fell to the ground under this desperate inertia.

In the distance, Xue San with a face full of joy did not forget to let out a cheer:

"My lord is mighty!"

Zheng Fan glanced at the dead barbarian lying beside him in disbelief, huh... He didn't have the slightest regret in his heart that he didn't kill him personally, what he had was just a strong rejoicing for the rest of his life .

Not being afraid of death does not mean not wanting to live.

Liang Cheng stood up from the ground, grasped the arrow tail with his right hand, and with a force, pulled out the arrow from his left arm, but the blood did not flow out, leaving only a hole through it, and the hole was still in place. There are layers of black evil spirits surrounding it.

After tearing off his clothes and bandaging the wound a few times to cover it up, Liang Cheng came over and stretched out his hand to Zheng Fan who was still panting on the ground.

Zheng Fan smiled embarrassedly, reached out, grabbed Liang Cheng's hand, and stood up.

"Oh my god!"

Over there, Xue San let out an exclamation.

"My lord, a big fish has been caught here!"

Zheng Fan and Liang Cheng walked over immediately, and saw an old man who was hit by two arrows and had several serious wounds leaning on the ground where the two barbarians rushed out earlier.

Although the armor on the old man's body has been bumpy, it can still be seen that it is precious. In the barbarian tribe, armor can still pursue beauty, which is already an absolute luxury.

Even the two barbarians from before probably wanted to escort the old man out of the encirclement, so they placed the old man here first in order to quickly deal with themselves and others.

The old man opened his eyes now, staring at the three of Zheng Fan angrily.

It can be seen that although he is old, he should be a tricky character if he was not injured.

"My lord, if this old guy catches alive, he will be more credited, right?"

Zheng Fan bit his lip and said, "Kill it."

"Ah?" Xue San couldn't understand.

Liang Cheng, who was standing beside Zheng Fan, also said, "Kill him, he should have seen what happened just now."

Although he already has a certain understanding of this world, but this understanding has not been in-depth. God knows if Liang Cheng's fighting style just now will look very different in this world?

"Tut tsk tsk, yes." Xue San agreed.

At this time, the old man who seemed to know his fate suddenly glared at Liang Cheng and shouted:

"The devil... the devil!"

"Hey, that's right."

Xue San's dagger slashed down.

…………

The cavalry of Yan State had already controlled the battlefield situation, and the large-scale strangulation had ended. Now, all that was left was to conduct an all-round search of the camp, without missing any barbarians.

A cavalry team found a strange place.

Five cavalrymen rode their horses in front of a pile of wooden carts, and each cavalryman's eyes were full of shock.

On the cart, there was a row of barbarian heads.

The hairstyle of the barbarians is completely different from that of the Yan people. Although the Yan people are located in the north and are called the country of barbarians by the major countries in the Central Plains, that is only equivalent to regional discrimination in later generations.

And the barbarian's unbelievable hairstyle and their custom of getting tattoos and wound patterns on their faces and scalps made their heads extremely recognizable.

A dwarf, squatting on a cart,

A man with a bandaged left arm stands on the other side,

In the middle, the man standing has a bloody face, and he is holding the head of an old man in his hand, and there is a headless corpse at his feet.

The corporal's eyes narrowed. At this moment, he had the urge to order his subordinates to charge!

Those barbarian heads, although valuable, can be counted as merit or rewards, but what he values ​​more is the old man's head, and he has probably guessed the identity of the owner of the head.

The reason why the Chinese army has not stopped searching is that they are looking for the old man.

On the opposite side, there are only civilian husbands. Three civilian husbands, what a fate, they were able to get so many heads in this chaos by using the identity of bait to die, and pinch the greatest meritorious service of this battle. In hand!

Xue San was biting a grass stalk in his mouth, he disliked the smell of himself very much, but what he disliked even more was the murderous intent emanating from the five Yan cavalrymen in front of him.

This murderous intent was aimed at the three of them.

He twisted his neck, moved his lips slightly, and whispered:

"My lord, they plan to cheat and eat black."

Fighting for merit, even going to the extent of attacking Pao Ze for it, is something that cannot be avoided in the army, especially, Zheng Fan and the three are just civilians in the eyes of the regular Yan army.

The war horse began to paw its own hooves, and the cavalry couldn't bear it anymore.

Right now, it's still messy, and you can still do it. If you delay it any longer, when the search is over, there will be more eyes, and it will be inconvenient to do it again.

The corporal finally made up his mind and raised the chopping knife in his hand.

"Roar!"

At this moment, a low growl came from behind the five knights.

The corporal's body trembled immediately. The roar of the beast represented who was coming, and they knew very well.

The knights immediately turned their horses, bowed their heads in that direction, and at the same time beat their left breast armor with their right hands.

"Is it a monster again?" Xue San muttered.

Liang Cheng beside him also straightened up silently.

At this time, Zheng Fan saw a tiger-like monster with two horns on its head, slowly walking towards this side.

This is a monster with a very strange appearance, but strictly speaking, if you look for similarities, it seems to be more like a Pixiu than the mount on the crotch of the adult begging envoy you saw in Hutou City earlier.

On top of the monster, sat a young man in red armor. The young man's face was very white.

Behind the young man, there was an old swordsman in a purple robe, holding a sword, and followed step by step.

The monster passed through the five knights, and came directly in front of Zheng Fan. The young general in red armor sitting on him, with a meaningful smile on his mouth, first glanced at the heads, and then Swept over the three of Zheng Fan.

When sweeping past Xue San, the young general frowned slightly. On the battlefield and in the barracks, the smell is naturally impossible to be fresh and fragrant, but such a strong smell standing in front of you is still unbearable.

However, after a while, the red-armored general bent slightly, stared at Zheng Fan who was standing in front of the three of them, and said:

"You all killed them?"

Zheng Fan nodded and looked at the other party.

"How did you kill it?"

"Luck is good to kill."

The young man in red armor sat up straight, the expression on his face was a little hard to figure out.

He urged the rein in his hand, the monster turned its head and walked back, and walked in front of the knight corporal.

"Can you be convicted?"

The red-armored general spoke calmly.

The corporal leader was stunned for a moment, then immediately got off his horse and knelt down,

"I will be convicted at the end!"

In the army, you don't like to quibble, and you don't pay much attention to getting all the stolen goods, because it's hard for you to think whether you are the chicken that your general wants to kill.

"It's good to know the crime." The red-armored general nodded.

Hearing this, the corporal raised his head in horror and shouted:

"But they are just peasants, they are just bait!"

It means that people of this level will be killed if they are killed!

The red-armored youth replied calmly:

"They are now Pao Ze."

Immediately afterwards,

The red-armored youth said in a youthful voice, "Seventh Uncle."

"Buzz!"

The old swordsman suddenly released a red light, and the sword edge was unsheathed, and then returned.

"Plop!"

The corporal's head rolled off.

The other four knights immediately got off their horses and knelt on the ground, trembling.

The red-armored youth didn't seem to intend to continue punishing these little soldiers, but instead turned sideways and looked at Zheng Fan and the three behind him,

"After scrubbing, come to our military tent."

Zheng Fan was a little suspicious, but at this moment, the eyes of the old man holding the sword suddenly swept over, bringing a cold chill.

"The general obeys orders!"

Zheng Fan imitated the previous corporal leader who lost his head, and then clasped his fists together, without thinking about kneeling down.

"Hehehe...a civilian husband, he actually claims to be some kind of last general."

The young man in red armor laughed, then, as if he had thought of something, he ordered:

"By the way, that dwarf, even if he washes off a layer of skin, he is not allowed to enter my military tent."

finished ordering,

The young man in red armor left slowly on his mount, and the old man with the sword still followed him.

Crisis, lifted.

Zheng Fan let out a long sigh of relief.

And Xue San muttered with some dissatisfaction:

"Bitch, how dare you despise me..."