"Dong!"

"Dong!"

"Dong!"

As a famous general of the Sui Dynasty, Zhang Bairen looked at it and was indeed in a serious formation and arranged in an orderly manner, no worse than the team at the national ceremony in his previous life.

The real battlefield is no better than a ceremonial guard. It is absolutely outrageous to be arranged in such a neat and orderly manner.

"Yu Juluo is a military master, and his secret skills are very good. Yu Juluo's status in contemporary military strategists is extraordinary. He is at the level of Mount Tai Beidou. It is not surprising that he can train such an orderly army." The Huai Shui God came to Zhang Bairen.

At this time, the Turkic army howled, and overwhelming arrows shot towards the Great Sui camp. However, seeing that the Great Sui army was prepared, the uniform shields rose up together to block the opponent's arrows.

Some people say that cavalry is a crushing and overwhelming advantage against infantry. Zhang Bairen does not know what the real battlefield is. The battle that happened in front of him at this time definitely subverted Zhang Bairen's perception of cavalry in his previous life.

When a warrior practices martial arts, his own strength may not be weaker than that of a horse! In this chaos army, anything may happen!

After a tentative attack between the two sides, they began to hand over their troops and fell into a fierce battle.

But to be honest, the cavalry did have an advantage. With the condescending horses hit the enemy in a panic, the Sui army had been hit by the horses and lost its center of gravity before they could even cut down the enemy.

"Buzz ~~~"

The long sword on Zhang Bairen's waist was trembling and kept whispering, as if he had sensed the murderous intent on the battlefield, and actually resonated with Zhang Bairen's sword intent.

"Brother is here later. When I go to the army, I will slam the momentum of the barbarian! Men should kill people!" As he said that, Zhang Bairen unsheathed his sword and walked towards the battlefield with brisk steps.

"Kill" Turkic cavalry discovered Zhang Bairen's traces, rode his horse around, and cut it down casually.

Zhang Bairen was too short, so short that the Turkic cavalry had to bend down and bow his head before they could chop Zhang Bairen.

Looking at the scimitar gradually approaching, the head close to the head, and the sound of horse hooves, a sequel was played by, and Zhang Bairen intersected with the cavalry when he was unable to do so.

"Bang"

A handful of blood splattered out of the cavalry's throat, and the whole person fell to the ground in an instant, his eyes full of confusion.

"What a fast sword"

This was the only thought before the cavalry died.

After killing a person, Zhang Bairen suddenly discovered that his sword intent had increased by a little insignificantly. Although it had grown insignificantly, looking at the countless armies on the battlefield and thinking about countless alien races, Zhang Bairen smiled: "Quantity change causes qualitative change. As long as I continue to kill, the sword intent can be achieved in the end."

"But killing enhances the sword intent. What the hell is this? Wouldn't it become a murderous demon in the future?" Zhang Bairen was stunned and shook his own sword. The blood on the sword was shaken away by the sword intent. At this time, Turkic cavalry discovered the situation here and rushed over with their horses in an instant.

The same action, the same pass by!

There was a body behind Zhang Bairen, and two ownerless horses fled wildly on the battlefield.

"What a sharp sword intent." Every time the Huai River God in the distance saw Zhang Bairen's sword intent, he couldn't help but feel the stunning in his heart. Zhang Bairen was just a four-year-old child, and he could not be as strong as the Turkic people, nor could he be as accelerated by horses. However, when the other party approached Zhang Bairen, he was shocked by Zhang Bairen's sword intent, lost his perception, lost his soul's control over his body, and turned into a puppet, a puppet waiting to be pierced by someone. The consequences can be imagined.

Under the cover of the sword intent, the Turkic cavalry lost their minds and control of their bodies. Before their death, they were still filled with horror. I don’t know why this happened.

Zhang Bairen bounced the sword edge of the long sword, felt the slightly diligent sword intent, and felt happier in his heart. Looking at the Turkic cavalry, it seemed that he had returned to the days of killing monsters in his previous life.

"kill!"

This time, two Turkic cavalry noticed something was wrong and came together to slash and kill Zhang Bairen.

"As long as you are not surrounded by the army, you will have to be killed!" Zhang Bairen blew the blood on the sword, jumped, turned on two long swords, and the sword in his hand pulled out two sword flowers in the void, accurately sank into the throats of the two Turkic cavalry.

Looking at the horses galloping by, Zhang Bairen was determined to get on the horse, but after thinking about it, people who can't ride horses on the battlefield ride crazy horses, which is simply seeking death.

Zhang Bairen's actions fell into the eyes of the Turkic cavalry nearby. Everyone's expressions changed. They looked at the four or five-year-old child in front of them in horror. The thin face was still childish, but they were not ruthless when they killed people. It seemed that they were born to kill people.

"Okay, I really read you right. This kid is really a character. As long as he is given time to grow up, he will definitely become a swordsman who is terrifying the world." Yu Juluo stood on the platform and took the entire battlefield into his eyes. Zhang Bairen's amazing sword intent was like a bright light on this chaotic battlefield. Although countless soldiers covered it, for Yu Juluo, who was not devastated, it was like a texture between his palms.

The Turkic camp changed its flag, but a small team of cavalry left the tent, bypassed the battlefield, rolled up smoke and dust, and rushed towards Zhang Bairen.

"Ten people!" Zhang Bairen frowned. If it were infantry, he would not be afraid, but just cavalry... it was really a bit difficult.

"Sir, come here quickly." The people in the Great Sui army were not blind. Song Laosheng didn't know when he appeared not far from Zhang Bairen, so he greeted him.

Zhang Bairen smiled, looked at the cavalry coming, took two steps at three steps at once, swung out his long sword, and then beheaded two Turkic cavalry, one of them turned over and entered the Great Sui camp.

"Xiao Zhenren is really amazing. If you are a warrior, it would be normal for you to kill cavalry. But Mr. Xiao is a monk. Could it be that Mr. Xiao is a sword immortal, and the human immortal is the way?" Yuwen CD came to Zhang Bairen, and Song Laosheng on the side also rushed over and spoke at this time: "I saw that Mr. Xiao's sword intent was unparalleled, and he had turned into magical powers. He could kill ghosts and gods. He must be the sword immortal path! What a pity Mr. Xiao's qualifications!"

Sword Immortal cannot live forever! He cannot obtain the great way, only seeks attack, but may not be worse than the warrior in terms of means.

The same is true for humans and immortals. They do not seek immortality, but only seek to last for a hundred years!

Zhang Bairen did not explain, and looked at the rushing Turkic cavalry, with a long sword in his hand crisscrossing, and the Turkic cavalry was given the head wherever the green edge passed.

At this time, someone from the Sui Dynasty robbed the horses and began to ride on horseback to fight against the Turks. Both sides were anxious and injured, with residual limbs and blood flying everywhere. Not long after, Zhang Bairen had turned into a bloody man.

"Zhang Xiaozhen, you don't look like Youdao Cultivation now, but more like an executioner." Song Laosheng cut off the leg of a horse. The horse was unstable and fell forward in an instant. At this time, Zhang Bairen's long sword was handed out, and it was sent into the throat of the Turkic cavalry's desperate eyes.

"What a handsome sword technique, you will never use a second sword. In my eyes, your sword technique is specially designed for killing, which is much better than many fictions and embroidered legs." Yuwen CD's silver robe on the side turned into blood, and his body was stained with blood. I don't know how many swords I got on the armor.

No matter how high your martial arts are, you can't take care of them all on the battlefield. The only thing you can rely on is the brothers around you to take care of you.

Seeing Song Laosheng and Zhang Bairen cooperated with each other, Yuwen CD was extremely jealous, and his partner was a world-class difference compared to others.

"I'm the one." Yuwen CD's second partner was cut off half of his head by the Turks, and instantly jumped up and jumped into Song Laosheng's side: "The senior brother is both hard and soft, but he only injured the horse's tendons. In the future, this horse can be used by me, the Great Sui Dynasty. I will protect my senior brother. The young man will just slaughter the Turkic soldiers."

Speaking of this, looking at the piles of corpses under his feet, all of them were all sealed with a sword. Yuwen CD said: "After this battle, the young man fulfilled his dream that others could not fulfill until death. It would be no problem to be a captain of a hundred people."

Zhang Bairen glanced at Yuwen CD, and his sword seemed to be lightning to cut through the starry sky, and it was like a ray of light that slashed towards Yuwen CD's neck.
Chapter completed!