Daqin Zhentiansi

Chapter 110 He wants to challenge the Dragon Armor Guard!
The war horses were galloping, their energy and blood gathering. Zhang Yuan could feel the energy and blood of the thirty black riders connected with their fighting spirit, and the joy of thirty riders working as one.

Especially when shouting loudly, it is as if there is a heavy and vast power blessing and infusing oneself from the surrounding heaven and earth.

This power is weak. If Zhang Yuan hadn't broken through his state of mind, he wouldn't have been able to feel it so clearly.

At this moment, this power entered his body and dispersed to him and the thirty black riders behind him, making their senses sharper, their speed faster, and their qi and blood power more lasting.

Is this the legendary power of heaven?
The realm of a grandmaster is the process of sensing the Way of Heaven and using the power of the Way of Heaven to practice.

"kill--"

Zhang Yuan shouted loudly, his voice filled with murderous intent and cruelty.

"kill--"

Thirty riders followed closely in response, and the cavalry transformed from the triangular cone formation into a long snake.

Zhang Yuan was at the front of the warhorse, his body breathing slightly. With one hand, he pressed down the head of the galloping warhorse to prevent the gap between the horse armor and the neck from being exposed. With the other hand, he held a long sword horizontally with the blade facing outwards. His arm was stretched out, and the blade rose and fell and trembled slightly as the warhorse galloped.

The Black Knights are heavily armored cavalry.

The armored heavy cavalry is not good at long-distance raids, but they are unparalleled when charging in front of the battle.

The black cavalry passed through the front of the Wuwei camp like the wind, knocking away the Northern Yan warriors who had no time to retreat in the streets.

The warhorse's breastplate hit the flesh, and the gravity of more than a thousand pounds directly broke the bones and tendons of the person being hit.

Zhang Yuan felt a slight pause on the long sword in his hand, and the blood that was brought out went from splashing to gushing.

Like an arm using a finger.

The blade cuts through the trachea and blood vessels in the neck like tearing a piece of paper.

The long knife cut open the chest and abdomen, severed the ribs, penetrated through them, and cut off the heart and lung tubes. In that instant, the blockage became unobstructed, and the blade just passed by.

Zhang Yuan had time to sigh, what a great knife.

Do not look back.

With his head lowered, he lay on the horse's back, lowering the blade in his hand and letting the horse gallop forward.

Take a breath.

Five breaths.

Ten breaths.

From the moment the warhorse collided with the Northern Yan warrior in front, to the moment the front suddenly became clear and the blade suddenly became empty, the entire process took only ten breaths.

These ten breaths were as long as the passage of time.

These ten breaths are the ten breaths in which the war rider reaps lives.

After walking dozens of feet away, Zhang Yuan held down the horse's head, slowed down the horse, and turned diagonally from the open area.

The cavalry following closely behind him also drew an arc and formed a new formation behind him.

The warhorse was panting.

The soldiers were gasping for breath.

Blood flowed along the bluestone road trampled by the war horses, mixed with broken bones and torn intestines, and the scorching smell of blood and the burning stench were intertwined.

The murderous aura and bloodiness from the black-armored warhorse combined to make the condensed black tiger shadow reveal a hint of ferocity and bloodiness.

Guided by the martial arts qi and blood, the battle array's evil spirit is combined to transform into a martial spirit war beast.

This was the foundation of the Qin army that swept across the world a hundred thousand years ago.

Even immortals and demons were easily torn to pieces like a piece of rag in front of the martial spirit war beasts condensed by the blood, energy and murderous spirit of thousands of troops.

"fire--"

Zhang Yuan shouted loudly, holding his sword, stood up on horseback, and then galloped forward again.

"fire--"

"fire--"

"fire--"

The thirty riders acted as one, with their martial spirit war beasts floating alongside them, launching an unstoppable charge.

Swift as the wind, aggressive as fire.

The Northern Yan warriors have collapsed.

The invincible black knights crushed their bones and the long swords passed by cut off their heads.

Without armor or shield, without formation or fighting spirit, these Northern Yan warriors who were good at ambushing and killing could only be slaughtered in front of the black-armored heavy cavalry.

The once congested streets and alleys are now empty.

The black cavalry passed again, splashing blood and flesh onto the surrounding walls like blood-red plum blossoms. Gu Zhenting, standing at the entrance of the street, looked up at the black cavalry charging towards him.

His eyes met Zhang Yuan's, who was leading the charge.

"boom--"

At that moment, he felt his head exploded and there was blood in front of him!
Endless murderous intent surged up, causing him to shout "Kill—"

Xu Changzhi, who was standing next to him, grabbed his arm and threw him to the ground.

His body fell, Gu Zhenting trembled all over and sat on the ground in a daze.

"Don't look at it!"

"The captain's murderous intent will make you lose your mind!"

Xu Changzhi shouted and lowered his head.

The murderous intent made the mind lose its mind!
The two hundred new recruits here were all born into martial arts circles. They had seen killings before, but they had never seen such wanton slaughter.

Even a sect elite like Gu Zhenting was shocked by the strong murderous intent in Zhang Yuan.

At this moment, the two hundred new recruits in front of the street did not even have the courage to look up at Zhang Yuan. They could only hold their weapons tightly and stand firm with gritted teeth.

It turns out that this is the real killing in a military formation!
All the fights they had fought in the martial arts world before were nothing but child's play before this kind of killing!
Unconsciously, the invincible image of their captain was also imprinted in everyone's mind.

This god-like figure leading the charge is none other than his own captain!

Zhang Yuan didn't care about the feelings of the new recruits in front of the formation. He turned his cavalry around again and rushed towards the few remaining Beiyan warriors without hesitation.

In the square in front of Dingyang Tower, Du Ling shook his head and said softly, "Shao Ting, I take back what I just said."

Watching the Black Cavalry charging into the streets again, Du Ling's eyes flashed: "In terms of brutality, you and Black Bear are far inferior to him."

On the battlefield, only the most ruthless can survive.

Undoubtedly, Zhang Yuan's cruelty exceeded everyone's imagination.

Kill all the enemies in one battle, leaving no one alive.

This kind of ruthlessness and coldness can only be honed through countless killings.

On the third floor of Dingyang Tower, neither Zhao Changming nor the guards of the Red Fox Caravan around him spoke.

Without their armor, they no longer had that ruthlessness.

Even Zhao Changming, who is in the Xiantian realm, cannot make such a charge.

Looking at the war horses galloping at this moment, they were envious and also felt fortunate.

Be thankful that you have survived the battle of blood and fire, and be thankful that you are still alive.

"If he wasn't at the Black Ice Platform..." Qi Yue whispered softly as she stood in front of Dingyang Tower.

After all, the Black Ice Platform is just a supervisory agency, not a combat force.

If Zhang Yuan could achieve success in front of the border army with such brutal and killing methods, wouldn't he rise rapidly?
"Heibingtai needs someone like him." A hint of surprise flashed in Qin Yuqing's eyes.

"The prefectural governor said that if Black Ice Terrace wants to regain control of the Wuwei Yamen, it needs someone who can shoulder heavy responsibilities and be decisive in killing to restore its prestige."

"Black Tiger is the best candidate."

"I will recommend him to the chief." Qin Yuqing's voice was serious.

On the fifth floor of Dingyang Tower, Fenglan's face now looked a little more relaxed.

Seeing Zhang Yuan leading the black cavalry to smash the troops of Beiyan warriors and harvest their lives, Feng Lan's eyes became brighter and brighter.

"Xiaoyu girl has good vision. She can actually discover a person like Zhang Yuan."

"If Big Brother can get him to join us, the Zhao King's lineage will have a powerful general who can lead the charge into battle."

Feng Lan's gaze followed Zhang Yuan and the thirty war riders forward, and the smile on her face slowly turned into surprise.

"He, he wants to—"

Under everyone's gaze, the cavalry led by Zhang Yuan galloped forward and headed straight to the river.

On the bank of the river, there is the Great Qin Grandmaster, and three hundred Northern Yan Dragon Armor Guards who are trying to stop the Grandmaster.

The personal guard of the Northern Yan royal family and the first military guard of Northern Yan.

"He wants to challenge the Dragon Armor Guards!"

"crazy……"

Bai Shaoting watched the cavalry charging forward, his eyes widening and muttering to himself.

(End of this chapter)