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Chapter 220

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At this time, the morning sun had already climbed up to the sky, bringing a rare trace of warmth to the Wilderness. On the meadow, hundreds of cavalrymen of Divine Hall stood silently and solemnly. Their black armor was painted with complex golden patterns, which were difficult to understand, shining with holy light under the sun. The flags in front of the formation were fluttering in the wind, looking extremely solemn and holy.

This group of cavalrymen was the world-famous cavalrymen of West-Hill Divine Hall, also known as the Apologetic Divine Army. They left West-Hill a few months ago and arrived at the frontier fortress of the Wilderness via Capital Cheng of Yan Kingdom. This time, they were ordered by the Divine Hall to escort some distinguished bigwigs to the palace to participate in the negotiation. It was also the team that Mo Shanshan had mentioned to Ning Que.

The night before, they had already seen the warning fireworks shot from the camp of the grain team and received the Fu text message asking for help through other means. However, perhaps because the Wilderness was remote and dangerous, this team of cavalrymen of Divine Hall did not immediately rush to help. Instead, they followed the original route steadily until they met in the meadow valley that had evolved from the ancient river.

Among the cavalrymen of Divine Hall, there were more than ten monks of Yuelun Kingdom and students of Revelation Institute, as well as a horse carriage.

The door of the carriage opened, and a small foot wearing cyan cloth shoes stepped on the carriage board. It was an old woman with a wrinkled face, wearing a very strange robe that seemed to be made of countless different kinds of cloth. It looked extremely thin, and no one knew how it could withstand the cold wind in the Wilderness.

The cavalrymen of Divine Hall escorted the students of the Revelation Institute and the disciples of the White Tower Temple of Yuelun Kingdom to the palace. It was also a kind of trial. And this woman was the leader of this team because she was the highly respected aunt of Yuelun Kingdom, Quni Madi.

Due to historical reasons, the relationship between Yuelun Kingdom and Great River Kingdom had always been very bad. A few days ago, in the frontier fortress of northern Yan Kingdom in the south, there was some friction because of the warm stream. Aunt Quni Madi, who was said to be extremely vengeful and narrow-minded, directly ordered the girls of Black Ink Garden of Great River Kingdom to undertake such a dangerous mission through the Divine Hall. At this time, looking at the besieged disciples of Black Ink Garden below the valley, she naturally had no impulse to rescue them.

But after all, she was a senior Bhadanta in the cultivation world and had to maintain the dignity and glory of Divine Hall. Naturally, she would not directly express her intention in front of everyone.

Quni Madi looked at the messy camp below the valley not far away. There was no emotion on her face. Every wrinkle on her face was filled with coldness and strangeness. Her voice was hoarse and sharp, which sounded very uncomfortable.

"Fu text message … I don't know who the Fu text message is, the Talisman Master in the grain team of the camp. of Talisman text message … I don't know who the Fu text message in the camp is. of of of of Talisof the grain grain grain team camp... We not. Not of the defense.... Of it......... and of of, of. of. Of.

Not far below the meadow, the camp of the grain team was covered with corpses and blood. The formation of carriages was about to collapse, and the Horse Gang on the gentle slope in the northeast had already assembled and were ready to launch another attack. Everyone knew that the people in the camp were about to collapse, but Quni Madi made such a statement, which was equivalent to lying through her teeth. However, neither the monks of the White Tower Temple nor the students of the Revelation Institute seemed to hear what she said.

The commander of the cavalryman of Divine Hall slightly nodded to show that he understood. His indifferent face did not show any strange emotion.

Haotian Taoism and Buddhism Sect had always been on good terms. Especially in recent years, because of the Priest of the Judicial Department, Prince Long Qing, the relationship between West-Hill and Yuelun Kingdom became closer. As the commander of the cavalryman of Divine Hall, he was personally led by the Priest. Therefore, he had always respected Aunt Quni Madi's opinion.

The commander of the cavalryman of Divine Hall did not want to lead his subordinates to rescue those people below the meadow. He had to protect the Revelation Institute students and the White Tower Temple monks in the formation, especially the noble girl in the carriage. If he rashly attacked and scared her, how could he explain to the Priest?

Although he was a master in the Seethrough Realm and his 100 divine cavalrymen were the most powerful elite divine cavalrymen in the world, there were at least two or three hundred Horse Gangs on the meadow. If he wanted to kill all the Horse Gangs, he would be injured. The life of every cavalryman of Divine Hall was extremely precious. They could only bleed for the dignity and glory of the Divine Hall. How could they risk their lives for those lowly people below the meadow?

Moreover, the Great River Kingdom was close to the Tang Empire. The West-Hill Divine Palace had been dissatisfied with them for many years. At this time, it was reasonable to let them suffer. As for the people and cavalrymen of Yan Kingdom … they were the direct descendants of Crown Prince Yan Chongming and had nothing to do with the Priest. It did not matter even if many of them died.

As for the face and morality of the Divine Hall … the commander thought indifferently. Seeing that the Apologetic Divine Army was here, the Horse Gangs would be sensible and would not go too far. Moreover, whatever the Divine Hall thought was right, it was right and could not be questioned.

The commander slowly raised his right hand and gently waved it forward, indicating that the cavalrymen were divided into three teams, the front, the middle and the back. They slowly dispersed along the edge of the meadow and made a downward movement, but obviously they were not ready to fight.

In the camp below the meadow, there were faint cries and curses of despair. Listening to those dirty words, Quni Madi's face became more and more gloomy. Her wrinkles gradually overflowed with anger. She said in a cold voice, "A group of lowly people who don't know their manners. I'd like to see how capable the disciples of the Master of Calligrapher are."

The cavalrymen of Divine Hall guarded the carriage in the center and remained very quiet.

A beautiful girl sat calmly on the soft couch and was concentrating on picking the stamens for a pot of orchids in front of her. No one knew how she took care of the delicate orchids in the cold Wilderness, but it was a pity that the girl herself was as quiet and pure as orchids. She actually took away all the colors of the pot of orchids.





The camp of the grain team and the Horse Gang had been fighting fiercely since the early morning. They were already exhausted, and the groans of more than a hundred wounded people gradually died down. Countless corpses were placed in the middle of the camp. The carriages were badly damaged and some of them were scorched black. They looked shaky and could not withstand another attack from the Horse Gang.

The people in the camp had already fallen into despair. At this time, they suddenly saw a cavalryman of Divine Hall coming from the meadow. They thought they saw hope, so they were ecstatic and even burst into tears. Mo Shanshan, who had been sitting silently in the carriage, put down her writing brush and finally relaxed after confirming the arrival of the reinforcements.

However, after waiting for a moment, the cavalrymen of Divine Hall on the meadow slowly advanced, but did not come to help or charge. The cheers in the camp involuntarily subsided, and people became very confused and uneasy. Some Yan soldiers realized that the formation of the cavalrymen of Divine Hall should be used to suppress, not to attack. This speculation spread to everyone in the camp at a very fast speed, and immediately led to a new round of despair and pain.

They saw hope in despair, but then fell into despair again, and watched the hope not far away fall into despair. No matter how strong-willed they were, no matter how pious they were to Haotian Taoism, and no matter how respectful they were to the Divine Hall, they could not help crying and then becoming angry.

Countless cries and curses sounded in the camp. It was noisy. People used all the dirty words they could think of to curse the cold-blooded cavalrymen of Divine Hall on the meadow to vent their despair and anger.

Zhuo Zhihua tightly pursed her lips, looking at the cavalrymen of Divine Hall on the meadow and the old woman in a cloth robe in front of them. Although she did not speak, her eyes were burning with the flame of hatred.

Her right shoulder was cut by the Horse Gang's scimitar. After a simple dressing, it was still bleeding.

The disciples of the Black Ink Garden were sent to the Wilderness by the Divine Hall to carry out such a difficult task. It was because of the old woman of the Yuelun Kingdom that the disciples of the Black Ink Garden were sent by the Divine Hall to the Wilderness to carry out such a difficult task. But today, in the face of a desperate situation, the old woman completely ignored the friendship of the righteous faction and looked on coldly. It was really shameful.

Cat Girl said angrily, "That old woman is a bastard. But how can the cavalrymen of Divine Hall not help her? Don't they know that they will be punished by the Judicial Department for disobeying the doctrine? "

Zhuo Zhihua showed a disdainful look and fiercely spat at her feet. She thought that the cavalrymen of Divine Hall were originally under the jurisdiction of the Judicial Department. Who dared to say that they disobeyed the doctrine and behaved shamelessly?

Ning Que lifted his bamboo hat and looked above the meadow.

This was the first time for him to see the real appearance of the Papal Guardians of West-Hill Divine Palace. Thinking of the legendary brightness and majesty of this cavalryman and their actions at this time, he could not help but have some mixed feelings.

"In any case, these disciples of the Black Ink Garden of the Great River Kingdom are here to help the Yan Kingdom under the edict of the Divine Hall. Why are these cavalrymen of Divine Hall not willing to help?"

Ning Que touched his bloody face and thought with emotion, "It turns out that there are people in this world who are more shameless than me. After all, I still underestimated the shamelessness of this world."





The arrival of the cavalrymen of Divine Hall also had a great impact on the Horse Gang. Although they obviously did not intend to help the camp under the meadow, the prestige of the Apologetic Divine Army had spread far and wide. Even though there were only 100 cavalrymen, they still frightened hundreds of Horse Gang and dared not to act rashly. The battle formation shrank and several leaders rode back to the meadow to ask for orders.

Facing the pressure of the cavalrymen of Divine Hall, the Horse Gang suddenly became nervous. One of them asked for instructions in a slightly trembling voice, "Your Excellency, we can't defeat the people from the Divine Hall. We'd better retreat. Even if we can kill those people in the camp, I'm afraid that it will be disadvantageous to the general if the Divine Hall finds out that we are involved in this matter."

The leader of the Horse Gang indifferently looked at the cavalrymen of Divine Hall in the distance. His complicated laughter came out from the mask, "Do you want to wait for both sides to be disabled before taking action? After so many years, the cavalrymen of Divine Hall are still so petty and meticulous. I really don't know why they are so famous. "

Then he looked at the subordinates beside him and said calmly, "Even if we all die, how can the Divine Hall find out who we are? Don't you know how to scratch all your faces before you die? "

One of the important purposes of the leader of the Horse Gang to besiege the grain team was to exhaust all the Horse Gang to death. Naturally, he would not cherish the lives of his subordinates. As for the cavalrymen of Divine Hall in the distance on the meadow, he was not afraid at all.

It was said that the Apologetic Divine Army of Divine Hall was the most elite cavalry in the world. But as an important figure of the empire's border army, he would not take them seriously. Even if there were hidden strong cultivators among them, they should not be determined to stop him at a great cost according to the current situation.

"Let's go down together."

The leader of the Horse Gang gently lifted the reins and kicked the horse's belly with his heels. Then he slowly went down the meadow.





A moment ago, Ning Que was ready to escape. A moment later, Ning Que saw the arrival of the cavalrymen of Divine Hall. Since then, he did not need to escape anymore. The next moment, Ning Que saw the cavalrymen of Divine Hall under the bright armor and decided not to escape anymore.

The cavalrymen of Divine Hall on the meadow happened to block the best escape route he had planned. But this was not the main reason why he decided to stay and fight with the girls of the Great River Kingdom.

If the cavalrymen of Divine Hall came to help at this time, they would be exhausted and the Horse Gang would definitely be defeated. Of course, there would be casualties among the cavalrymen of Divine Hall, but there would be less casualties among the more than 200 people in the camp. The reason why the cavalrymen of Divine Hall did not move forward was that these cavalrymen of Divine Hall and those unknown nobles valued their lives much more than the lives of these common people.

The Divine Hall was famous for its light, but they behaved so shamelessly. Although he sometimes behaved shamelessly, he was still ashamed to be classified as the cavalrymen of Divine Hall. Moreover, he was very clear that these cavalrymen of Divine Hall were the subordinates of Prince Long Qing. And he and Prince Long Qing could only stand on the two sides of the river at any time and in any place.

Moreover, the vigilance and uneasiness from the Horse Gang still existed. He still felt that someone was indifferently watching him. Under the gaze of the Divine Hall, he could not get rid of this vigilance and uneasiness, so he had to erase this emotion.

Walking to the side of the horse carriage and looking at the big package quietly lying on the carriage board, Ning Que frowned. Thinking that the people of the Divine Hall above the meadow were watching here, he decided not to use the Primordial Thirteen Arrows. Because according to Second Brother, the lowest standard for him to use the Primordial Thirteen Arrows in the Wilderness was Prince Long Qing.

He pulled out something that looked like a stick tightly wrapped in coarse cloth. At this time, of course, he had to carry something to save his life.

"Can you still use talismans?"

Ning Que looked at Mo Shanshan's pale face and asked.

Mo Shanshan raised her head and looked at him as if she was looking at the Horse Gang that was regrouping. She did not answer him, but slowly raised her right hand and held a piece of yellowish paper between her two slender fingers.

Ning Que's eyes fell on the yellow paper between her slender fingers and then he said, "This time, you have to cooperate well and be fierce enough."

Mo Shanshan withdrew her gaze, her eyelashes resting quietly on her white skin, and nodded.

Ning Que jumped off the horse carriage and reached out to call Cat Girl. He said, "It's meaningless to keep food and water at this time. Go and prepare a big bucket of water for me."

Cat Girl did not understand, but went to prepare the water.

He led the Big Black Horse to the periphery of the camp.

At first, his pace was very gentle.

Then it became a trot.

Gradually, it became a trot.

He turned over and rode on the horse's belly, urging the Big Black Horse to rush out like a black lightning.

Like an arrow, it rushed directly to the Horse Gang leader who had just come down from the meadow.

The boxwood bowstring vibrated slightly.

An arrow was the first to fly out.



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