Chapter 230 Tiger and Leopard Rider

"Charge." Murong Tian was in charge of the central army. He had just made a careless move and lost three hundred brothers. He wanted to make Dongyang Prefecture pay with blood. Some of the prefecture soldiers dared to take the initiative to attack. He already knew the defensive strength of Dongyang Prefecture.

This time, he was also going to besiege Tanzhou City with the Marshal, but when passing through Dongyang Prefecture, he deliberately applied to capture Dongyang Prefecture. In fact, Dongyang Prefecture did not have any force capable of rescuing it, but for the sake of his family's face, he still approved it.

"Kill." After the first wave of contact, many Beiyan people felt something was wrong. No matter how they attacked the opponent, it seemed that they could not break the defense.

The soldiers of Dongyang Prefecture were already furious and charged straight after Shen Qingzhou. The boss had already gone up, so even if he died, he would be the first one to die. You can imagine how determined he was.

The other side has only 5,000 people, and with 500 of them, even if they are not as elite as the other side, they can still get a piece of the pie.

Then he realized that he was wrong, but on the battlefield, he had no time to think about these things. He just kept charging and following Shen Qingzhou.

Shen Qingzhou took the lead, and with a flash of his spear in his hand, two cavalrymen fell down, holding their necks. The gap was too big.

However, after two people died, five more rushed up. This is why Murong Tian thought this group of people were crazy. The ratio was ten to one, and you still dared to rush forward, thinking that you would not die.

However, they did not expect this result. Many Northern Yan cavalry suffered heavy losses in their first encounter with this group of people.

We are not iron men and we will all die, but why is it that when I stab your flesh, it becomes like armor?

With one charge, Shen Qingzhou actually led his men to break through the enemy's formation. No one had expected this. In fact, Shen Qingzhou knew that if it weren't for his war poem, at least 400 of the 500 people would have died. This group of Northern Yan people were really elite soldiers. If they hadn't encountered something incredible, this would not have happened.

However, in this one charge, more than 700 enemy soldiers fell. Correspondingly, 70 or 80 brothers in Shen Qingzhou's camp were trapped in the enemy camp and would definitely not survive.

"Brothers, charge again." Shen Qingzhou turned his horse around, and the remaining people used him as the spearhead and charged again. This time, more people from the other side died. Shen Qingzhou's General Ye Ying bow had completely run out of stock, which was his accumulation of two or three years.

In fact, when he does other things and uses the scroll, he can also produce the power of one arrow. However, without his control, it is impossible to do it continuously. He can only produce the power of one arrow, and some of them cannot kill people. It is too difficult to break the armor of the third level.

His endurance is now all in the golden armor. He never thought of letting everyone die here, but he did try his best.

In this charge, only 350 cavalrymen were left with him, but of the 5,000 elite soldiers on the opposite side, there were now less than 3,300 left.

The people of Northern Yan felt like they were going crazy. The dense chanting of poems just now, especially the one about the general drawing his bow at night, was so memorable. The hidden arrows appeared out of nowhere and shot the brothers off their horses, causing heavy casualties.

Most of them were projections of the Tiger and Leopard Cavalry, obscured by the night. Of course, some things could not be concealed. The golden light of the golden armor, even though a little dim, still glowed slightly on the blood-red armor.

Shen Qingzhou felt that his remaining talent was dwindling. It would take until tomorrow to recover. However, he dared to come out because he had a trump card.

The other side had experts in deploying their troops, so even if they charged again, they were still surrounded.

"Master Shen, you go first, I'll cover you." Zhang Sanbao was full of pride. He had never thought that he could be so strong, but no matter how stupid he was, he knew that it was because of Master Shen. "Soon, soon." The people who surrounded him were getting closer and closer. They wanted to capture him. Murong Tian had this idea. He suffered heavy losses. This was the power of his family. They had 5,000 elite soldiers and dared to fight against 20,000 troops. Now that they had so many fewer people, they wanted to cut the other party into pieces. The strength of his family had declined.

He also discovered that this group of people were abnormal and wanted to find out the reason.

"How do you feel about being beheaded today? Starting a business is difficult and requires many battles. I will go to Quan Tai to recruit my old subordinates, and with a hundred thousand flags I will kill Yama Luo." Shen Qingzhou used all of his last savings.

"Then, what is that?" As the poem sounded, a black gate appeared in the sky. Even though it was night, everyone could inexplicably see it.

Behind the black gate, eighteen warriors dressed in black armor and black cavalry appeared, but they were filled with murderous aura. A black battle flag appeared with three blurred words on it, which seemed to be the Tiger and Leopard Cavalry.

"Kill." Murong Tian felt something was wrong. It just looked slow, but in fact, it appeared in an instant. These eighteen black cavalrymen had already rushed in eighteen directions and launched an attack on them.

It was normal for these eighteen people to kill two or three people with one blow. In just over fifty seconds, nearly two thousand of the more than three thousand cavalrymen had been killed.

Murong Tian was about to explode. What was this? This was not right. How could there be such martial arts in the world? He thought this was martial arts.

Each of these eighteen people is a rare master, which is fine. However, their way of killing is too fantastic. When you kill him, he is like light smoke, and when he kills you, it is a real attack.

He fought against one of them reluctantly, feeling the murderous aura coming from him. What kind of person was this? He was playing tricks on others.

"Go." With his order, more than 300 cavalrymen followed him and ran away. The rest of the people could no longer escape, so Shen Qingzhou and his men also joined in.

"What a pity." These eighteen cavalrymen disappeared less than thirty days after Murong Yun left, and the remaining Northern Yan people were basically slaughtered.

These are the Eighteen Tiger and Leopard Riders, and they are also his most powerful means of attack at present. He has a feeling that if he has a little more talent, he can even summon his own phantom.

The eighteen riders summoned now only have combat power of the fifth or sixth rank, but they are special and not afraid of attacks, so they can achieve so many results.

In fact, Shen Qingzhou felt that these eighteen riders wanted to condense a combination of skills, such as the Fang Tian Hua Ji or the double hammers, but they were not formed and their combat effectiveness was still insufficient.

This poem by Mr. Chen is really suitable for summoning. Unfortunately, a poem can only be summoned for less than one second. This is the savings he has accumulated for several months, and he used it all at once.

He himself can also consume his talent to sustain, but even if his talent is exhausted, he will not appear for more than thirty seconds. This is why he has been accumulating this poem in the later period, using the golden armor to protect his brothers, charging into the enemy, and using this poem to kill a lot.

The reason why he summoned the Eighteen Riders was that their number was small, but their combat power was strong. He thought there was something interesting. If he had enough talent, he could really summon them to appear and compare with the real people to see who was more powerful.

(End of this chapter)