More than a thousand horse-riding thieves launched an attack at the same time. The scene was so shocking and the power was so magnificent.

The darkness and neat sound of horse hooves made the ground vibrate, and the atmosphere of the battle became intense in an instant.

After approaching a certain distance, under the command of a leading horse thief, more than a thousand horse thieves stopped like an army that was prohibited and began to shoot in an orderly manner.

Under the sharp and shrill sound of arrows, thousands of feather arrows were drawn in arcs and shot from the sky like rain.

Faced with the rain of arrows, the Swallows were a little panicked even under Ning Que's leadership. The formation was completely impossible to maintain, let alone those coachmen. They could hide one by one, and those who could not hide were also found to block themselves.

But just after they were ready to face the arrow rain, they were suddenly surprised to find that all the preparations and panic were useless.

Because Fang Qian and Mo Shanshan were prepared for this, the first formation they set up was a kind of air-forbidden formation, which could play a certain role in interfering with the flying swords of cultivators, let alone these ordinary feather arrows.

So everyone saw the black rain of arrows crossing an invisible line, sharp and cold arrow clusters suddenly lost their power and fell down weakly.

Such a scene undoubtedly has great shock, especially for horse thieves who are good at riding and shooting, it is directly equivalent to destroying their most powerful means.

The horse thief commander looked at this scene from afar and murmured: "With such a wonderful formation, is there a formation master here?"

But then he said coldly: "Since the bow and arrow are useless, I will charge directly!"

The subordinates beside him received the order and immediately passed it out. Then, above the gentle slope of the meadow, the most important horse thief slowly raised the knife in his hand and launched a full-scale attack order.

More than a thousand horse thieves immediately began to charge towards the blade. Their speed became faster and faster. So at the beginning, the sound of horse hooves became more and more dense and orderly. More than 4,000 strong and powerful horse hooves fell heavily on the meadow, causing the entire earth to start to shake violently.

The sound of hooves was like thunder, and the roar rushed straight into the sky, and the strong momentum could almost crush all obstacles.

Ning Que looked at the more than a hundred scattered formations behind him and said with a cold expression: "If there is next time, before they kill you, I will kill you one by one with my own hands."

The Yan cavalry looked ashamed, but they did not dare to say much. After all, if they want to survive now, they can only count on Ning Que, the disciple of the Master.

"Restore formation and prepare to charge with me!"

Ning Que glanced at everyone coldly and issued an order.

Although the Yan Knights were afraid, they immediately restored their formation, sat silently on the horse, and tightened the long sword around their waists.

The girls from the Great River Kingdom were at the forefront of the camp, and the sword in their hands had already been raised in front of them.

Their calmness and perseverance seemed to have a fire in everyone's hearts, and the momentum of the Yanqi cavalry became even more intense, and the coachmen in the camp subconsciously raised the objects they had found before that could be used as weapons.

Everyone was waiting. When the horse thief entered the camp, there was no sound, and even the sound of breathing was inaudible.

Outside the camp, there was a roaring sound of horse hooves, and inside the camp, there was silence at this moment.

Between stillness and movement, it is a choice between life and death, so there is a stern and murderous relationship between heaven and earth!

The horse thieves did not divide their troops because their leader wanted more than victory, he wanted to use up all these horse thieves while winning.

Moreover, the troops have huge differences in strength, so tactics are not of much significance.

More importantly, only in this way can it cause an absolute huge impact on the defensive side, and consumables naturally have to play the role of consumables.

He believed that even if the sword and book genius are both present, it would be no simple matter to block such a huge attack.

Fang Qian stood beside Moshan Mountain, watching more than a thousand horse thieves rushing over black clouds, filling up with thousands of layers of gravel and rocks.

This momentum is indeed very fierce.

He smiled slightly and said, "It's a shame that the ground can't withstand your waste."

Mo Shanshan looked at him in confusion, not understanding what he meant, but she would know the next second.

With a bang, an extremely heavy muffled sound came. The horse thief who rushed in the front fell heavily on the hard black gravel ground. Before he could even make a scream, the horse thief behind him stepped by and suddenly disappeared. The war horse could only wail, as if its front hooves were broken. He had just knelt on the spot and was directly stepped to death.

Then, one heavy and dull sound after another, and the more than a hundred horse thieves charging forward frantically fell down like the horse thief before. Suddenly, the whole scene was like a purgatory on earth, with endless screams and wailings, and the entire slanting valley became in chaos.

Mo Shanshan looked at Fang Qian in surprise, his rosy little mouth opened slightly, very surprised.

At this time, everyone also understood that the ground here seemed hard, but in fact it was accumulated by wind and sand. The underground was covered with riverbeds covered with hard sea of ​​pebbles and irregular pits.

The thousand cavalry charges with great power, and their speed is extremely fast. How could the black soil and gravel accumulated by wind and sand withstand such destruction? They were immediately broken.

The more than a hundred horse riding thieves were just the beginning. Even if they had already reacted at this time, they could not stop directly because they were too fast.

So the black mass was like a tide rushing over, one after another, one after another, making the black ground gradually turn red, blood spreading everywhere like fruit pulp, and screams were louder and louder. Such a bloody and cruel picture was like hell that had come to the world.

The dead horse thief was resting in peace, but the remaining limbs and broken arms and the living horse thief was already in great pain, and only a few horse thieves at the top still had a certain combat power.

The horse thief finally stopped after falling down more than 300 cavalry.

But at this time, it is the best time to charge!

Ning Que naturally understood, so he took more than a hundred swallow cavalry to attack with him with orders!

Even in Weicheng, he dared to take dozens of people to beat hundreds of horses, let alone at this time he was already a cultivator in the Dongxuan realm, more than ten times stronger than before?

Facing a group of wandering soldiers, he took the Yan cavalry and killed all the horse thieves who were not dead or were not seriously injured. He rushed into the group of horse thieves behind, killed one back and forth, and seized dozens of heads of horse thieves.

After the horse thieves regrouped and Ning Que brought Yan cavalry back to the camp, the horse thieves who had originally had more than a thousand horse thieves, only more than six hundred cavalry were left.

Suddenly, the camp was in full swing!
Chapter completed!