The commander of cavalrymen of Divine Hall looked down at the meadow without any expression on his face. He did not care about the life and death of the people in the camp of the grain team. He just wanted to see if there would be a suitable opportunity for him to send troops in the chaotic situation.
Suddenly, a violent vibration of the Qi of Heaven and Earth came from the meadow. The powerful and wonderful aura of Talisman Taoism directly and clearly reflected in his sense of perception, which made his expression change dramatically.
Quni Madi, the old lady, was as hard as stone. When she saw the Horse Gang waving their machetes to kill the Yan soldiers who had no time to escape, the wrinkles on her face did not even tremble a little.
But when the carriage was broken into pieces and the girl in white floated in the air to draw the talisman, the wrinkles on her face suddenly changed from the lines carved on the stone to the tangles in the wind. They all piled up together and she looked extremely shocked.
"The Talisman Master in the camp is actually her!"
"She can actually draw the Infinitive Talisman? Has she already entered the Knowing Destiny State? "
Quni Madi looked gloomy and looked back at the carriage in the middle of the cavalrymen. She secretly thought about how her niece, who was spoiled and treasured by her, would react if she knew this fact.
The curtain of the carriage was closed. The girl who was as quiet and pure as an orchid felt the terrible talisman power from the meadow. She slowly raised her head and revealed a trace of understanding on her face. She whispered to herself, "It turns out to be Sister Mo."
Through the curtain, she could guess who the Talisman Master was just by the fluctuation of the talisman power. It seemed that this flower-like girl was not ignorant of what happened under the meadow outside the carriage.
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The Half Divine Talisman turned into an invisible high-speed air mass. Like a giant fist made by a God, it instantly tore the air above the camp and punched a huge hole in the wall of fire. More than ten Horse Gang members were killed by the shock. Then it came to the Horse Gang leader and suddenly condensed with the winter wind.
The leader of the Horse Gang knew that his life was at stake at this critical moment. With a muffled groan, his fingers hanging on the side of the saddle trembled violently. His thumb tapped on the lines of his middle and index fingers at high speed, forcing out all the Psyche Power in his sense of perception.
The strong Psyche Power accumulated by decades of meditation left his body and fiercely collided with the power of the Divine Talisman. The strange power collided, causing the air around the Horse Gang leader to have countless strange white lines.
These white lines were extremely fine turbulence in the air. Because of the difference in speed with the surrounding air flow, it caused the light to be refracted greatly, which was why it appeared white.
Being able to tear the seemingly empty air to such an unbearable extent and make it howl in the tiniest of places, one could imagine how terrifying the collision between the Half Divine Talisman and the Psyche Master's decades of cultivation power was.
In the countless air turbulence that was like willow catkins dancing wildly, a few drops of blood splashed out from the corner of the eyes of the leader of the horse gang. The horse under him was whining and retreating in disorder.
Because this incomplete Divine Talisman was too powerful, the Horse Gang leader had to concentrate all his Psyche Power to fight against it. Naturally, there was a very short period of blankness in the Psyche Power attack of Ning Que, who was falling from the sky while spurting blood.
The tens of thousands of steel needles in Ning Que's sense of perception suddenly disappeared. The pain remained in his consciousness, but he finally woke up from the blurred state for a moment.
All he needed was a moment of clarity.
He pulled out the big black umbrella on his back. With a shake of his wrist, the coarse cloth was torn. The big black umbrella wrapped in layers of cloth, which had not seen the sun for several months, suddenly saw the light again. Like a black lotus, it bloomed on top of his head.
The big black umbrella slowed down his falling speed, so that he would not fall to his death. More importantly, the big black umbrella looked extremely greasy and dirty, but it actually absorbed most of the horrible Psyche Power attack from below.
His body was still floating in the air, and Ning Que's hand holding the podao had already waved over.
At this time, there was still some distance between him and the Horse Gang leader below, so the podao could not cut him. But a silver needle broke through the air from his wrist. Like the scenes that happened every day in the back of the mountain of the Academy, it followed the strange and elusive dark lines and directly pierced the eyes of the Horse Gang leader!
The Horse Gang leader was a Psyche Master in the upper Seethrough State, and his cultivation state was similar to that of the girl in white, Mo Shanshan. But it was still difficult for him to deal with the incomplete Divine Talisman, and his whole body was bound by the dangerous primordial Qi turbulence in the air.
What was more, he did not expect that Ning Que, who was seriously injured and about to die, would still hide such a sinister move. Seeing that the extremely dim and almost invisible silver thread was about to pierce his eyes, he could not avoid it. He could only take the risk of ignoring the turbulence in front of him and forced himself to lower his head.
With a poof, the silver needle instantly pierced into his brow bone!
The end of the silver needle could not be seen, and a drop of blood like a red mole suddenly appeared in it.
The Horse Gang leader only felt a sharp pain in his head, and he could not help but blacked out.
The blacking out was not completely caused by the injury caused by the pain, but really blacked out.
Because the big black umbrella floated over.
Under the big black umbrella, the podao in Ning Que's hand directly chopped out, and the momentum of the knife was concise and clear.
The blade entered the flesh and then broke the bone. It was just a matter of a moment.
With a swish.
The arm flew to the sky.
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A terrible bloody wound appeared on the right shoulder of the Horse Gang leader, and blood gushed out like a fountain. The momentum of the podao was not exhausted. He cried out in pain and fell to the rear of the horse, falling heavily to the ground.
Just before landing, his skinny right hand pointed to Ning Que who was about to fall on his back, and suddenly opened it.
Ning Que was seriously injured again, and his chest and abdomen were suffocated. He spat out blood again and fell down.
He just fell on the horse that originally belonged to the Horse Gang leader.
He did not feel the sweet and fishy taste between his lips and tongue. Before his consciousness was blurred, the podao in his hand broke the wind and chopped again. But it was not the Horse Gang leader who had been shaken off, but the horse's buttocks.
A deep bloody wound suddenly appeared on the horse's buttocks.
The horse was shocked by the pain, and madly rushed forward, bumping into the still burning wall of fire!
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There was another hole below the transparent hole in the wall of fire in front of the camp, which was pierced by the Divine Talisman.
A burning galloping horse, carrying the seriously injured and weak Ning Que, roared out of the hole. The horse's mane and tail had already been burned to ashes, and the galloping horse's body was spitting fire.
The fire caused by the Burning Fire Talisman was extremely terrible. The galloping horse forcibly rushed through and was instantly burned to death, falling heavily to the ground. Ning Que on the horse's back fell to the ground with a bang at the same time, rolling several times continuously before stopping.
Although he was protected by the big black umbrella, the corners of his clothes were still spitting fire, which could be ignited at any time. He sat on the ground awkwardly, turned his head to look at a place, and shouted in a hoarse voice, "Water!"
According to his previous instructions, Cat Girl prepared a large bucket of water and waited by his side. She had not participated in the defense. Seeing her Senior Sisters fighting with the Horse Gang, she was so anxious that she wanted to kick over the bucket of water. She did not expect that the battle situation would change so quickly, and it was not until now that she understood Ning Que's previous intention.
With a splash, the whole bucket of water was poured on Ning Que's body. The burning fire on his clothes was instantly extinguished, and his weak body was directly knocked to the ground by the bucket of water that was poured on his head.
The big black horse galloped from one side of the camp to the front of him. It lowered its head and kept nudging Ning Que's body, looking very anxious and uneasy. It seemed that it was worried that after Ning Que fell down, he would never be able to stand up again.
Ning Que fell on the wet ground and indeed had no strength to stand up. Fortunately, he did not pass out. He opened his eyes and looked at the horse's face that was very close to his face, and a very difficult smile appeared on his face.
Since the beginning of the war, especially when he assassinated the leader of the Horse Gang, he had encountered countless extremely dangerous situations and innumerable pain. According to the requirements of human instinct, when faced with the pain that the body and spirit could not bear, he would automatically pass out. However, he seemed to have some kind of talent that went against the body's instinct, and forcibly maintained the last trace of consciousness.
He raised his right arm with difficulty and put the big black umbrella that looked dirtier than before on his chest. Then he put the brocade bag that had been tied on his middle finger into his arms.
After doing these two things, he was really relieved, but still did not pass out because of mental relaxation. He stabbed the tip of the knife into the wetland beside him, and stood up with a muffled groan. Looking at the fighting sounds coming from the camp, he wanted to go and help, but found that his body, which had been seriously injured by the Psyche Power, did not listen to his orders.
He had done what he should do, so he should not die, right? As for those people who were bathed in blood and fighting around the carriage array, he could not change anything at this time.
Thinking of something, Ning Que looked back.
In the middle of the messy camp, the carriage that had already collapsed into pieces was only left with a board at the bottom. Mo Shanshan was currently sitting on that board. Her white robes were covered in mud for an unknown amount of time.
The young Talisman Master had previously forcibly used the Divine Talisman that only Divine Talisman Masters could use, which was beyond her state ability. She had suffered a very serious backfire, and the Psyche Power in her sense of perception had been squeezed out, so she directly passed out in the air and fell down.
Perhaps because of the shock, Mo Shanshan had already woken up at this time.
She slightly lowered her head, and the black hair on her forehead was very messy. Her right hand was pressed on the ground to support her body, and the slender eyelashes vaguely visible among her hair kept trembling. Her pale cheeks were full of weakness, and it seemed that she would faint again at any time.
Suddenly there came a faint sound like thunder in the distance. Looking at the smoke and dust above the meadow, Ning Que knew that the team of cavalrymen of Divine Hall was tempted as he had expected. He said to Cat Girl beside him, "When cleaning up the battlefield later, grab my two knives for me."
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The fire wall in front of the camp was mainly to create a chance for Ning Que to assassinate the leader of the Horse Gang. The coverage area was not large, and it was far from enough to stop those Horse Gangs. During the time of the previous tangled battle, the Horse Gang rushed in, waving their cutlasses and whistling. At this time, the array of carriages composed of carriage boards and grain bags had long been damaged. The Black Ink Garden disciples' knives were like snow, and they resolutely fought against them without retreating. Those soldiers and civilians of Yan Kingdom suffered heavy casualties in a very short time.
At this time, the leader of the Horse Gang was nowhere to be found. It was unknown whether he was seriously injured and taken away by his trusted subordinates, or he was already dead, and his body was trampled into mud by the hooves of the horses. This fact brought a great impact to the Horse Gang. The charging formation of the Horse Gang was already in a mess, but the defense power in the camp was also on the verge of a desperate situation.
If the cavalrymen of Divine Hall above the meadow still did not move at this time, then no one could predict whether the camp would be massacred first, or the Horse Gang would collapse first under the pressure.
The bigwigs on the meadow were all shocked by Mo Shanshan's shocking Half Divine Talisman, so they did not pay much attention to Ning Que who jumped over the fire wall and finally killed the leader of the Horse Gang.
The commander of the cavalrymen of Divine Hall sensed something, and his sharp eyes noticed a faint black shadow on the other side of the raging fire wall, but he did not see the specific situation at that time. But … he saw that the leader of the Horse Gang was seriously injured and then was forcibly taken away by several cavalrymen. He also saw that the Horse Gang was in chaos and the signs of collapse at this time.
They did not rush down the meadow to rescue people in the camp before because the two or three hundred fierce Horse Gang were well-guarded and good at fighting. The commander did not want to risk the noble lives of the cavalrymen of Divine Hall. But now the leader of the Horse Gang was dead, and the collapse was inevitable. It was a good chance for the cavalrymen of Divine Hall to show their strength and collect military achievements. As a leader who was good at fighting, he certainly would not miss this opportunity.
"The Horse Gang is killing the followers of Haotian. As the Papal Guardians of Divine Hall, you know what to do."
The commander of the cavalrymen of Divine Hall drew out the sword at his waist, pointed at the chaotic camp of the grain team below the meadow, and said in a low voice. The sun shone on his serious and righteous face, which looked extremely holy.
"For the light, go forward!"
One hundred cavalrymen of Divine Hall moved according to the order. They held the weapons engraved with talismans in their hands, lifted the reins and whipped the horses. They rushed from the meadow to the camp at a high speed, kicking up a lot of gravel.
The black armors were painted with complicated golden patterns, which looked like countless blooming sunflowers in the sun, shining. The cavalrymen of Divine Hall began their rescue operation with the spirit of justice and fearlessness.
Facing the Papal Guardians, who were the most elite cavalrymen in the world, the Horse Gang was exhausted after fighting for half a day. And because their leader was seriously injured and escaped, they fell into panic and confusion. They had no ability to resist and were defeated again and again.
Even the fiercest and most powerful Horse Gang was no match for the ordinary cavalrymen of Divine Hall, not to mention that the machetes in their hands were as vulnerable as branches and wooden sticks in front of the talisman soldiers of the cavalrymen of Divine Hall.
It did not take long for the cavalrymen of Divine Hall to defeat all the Horse Gang around the camp. They only paid a small price, and the commander's idea and plan were perfectly realized.
The light won again.
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The six hundred Horse Gang suffered heavy casualties, and the remaining Horse Gang scattered. The cavalrymen of Divine Hall had to clean up the battlefield, collect the heads, and protect the nobles above the meadow. They only chased the Horse Gang symbolically. So the Horse Gang, who had been fighting with the two hundred cavalrymen of Yan Kingdom, also took the opportunity to escape.
The fight in the meadow was fierce, and so were the two hundred cavalrymen of Yan Kingdom and the Horse Gang. At this time, there were only about forty cavalrymen of Yan Kingdom who could ride back to the camp, and everyone was wounded.
The battle started in the morning, and people kept dying. But relying on the formation of carriages and the bravery of the disciples of Black Ink Garden, not many people died. The most serious casualties appeared at the end. The broken formation of carriages and Mo Shanshan, whose Psyche Power was exhausted, could no longer protect more people. Countless soldiers and civilians of Yan Kingdom were killed by the machetes of the Horse Gang.
A young male disciple of Black Ink Garden was attacked by several red-eyed Horse Gang and died tragically.
Zhuo Zhihua and other girls of the Great River Kingdom stood in front of the dead body of their Junior Brother. Their eyes were full of sadness and anger. Cat Girl, the youngest among them, could not help crying, and her eyes were red.
There was a sad atmosphere in the camp, and dense hoofbeats sounded outside the camp.
The cavalrymen of Divine Hall finished the short-distance chase of the scattered Horse Gang and regrouped. Their black armor with golden flower patterns shone dazzlingly in the sun. The neat formation looked strict, and the light was full of pressure.
In normal times, the soldiers and civilians of the Yan Kingdom who believed in Haotian Taoism in the camp would look at them with admiration, or even kneel on the ground and kowtow devoutly out of absolute awe of the West-Hill Divine Palace. However, at this moment, the people who were shrouded in sadness did not pay attention to the cavalrymen of Divine Hall outside the camp. Occasionally, some people looked over, and their eyes were so cold and numb, even with a hint of hatred.
If these cavalrymen of Divine Hall had not waited on the meadow, and had chosen to rush to the camp at the first time, and cooperated with the disciples of Black Ink Garden, especially the powerful female Talisman Master, they could definitely defeat the Horse Gang. However, they did not do so, and directly led to the camp suffering heavy casualties at the last moment.
At this time, many cold bodies lying on the ground of the Wilderness should still be warm. Many dead people could have survived and returned to the Yan Kingdom to see their relatives. However, because of the selfishness and coldness of these cavalrymen of Divine Hall, all the possibilities did not exist.
In this case, no one in the camp would welcome the arrival of this group of cavalrymen of Divine Hall.
People could never see the back of their heads, and light could never see its own darkness, especially when you thought you were very high, and when you thought you were absolutely bright.
The cavalrymen of Divine Hall lined up outside the camp did not think that there was anything wrong with their previous action of not moving. At that time, the Horse Gang still had enough fighting power. Did they want the noble cavalrymen of Divine Hall to risk their lives and bleed for the common people? On the contrary, in their view, it was still the cavalrymen of Divine Hall who finally defeated the Horse Gang and saved the lives of the people in the camp. They deserved to be appreciated and grateful, instead of the cold, indifferent and even hateful eyes now.
Some cavalrymen of Divine Hall could not help showing a trace of contempt and anger on their indifferent and serious faces. If the commander had given the order, they might even have rushed into the camp, dragged out the few civilians who dared to cast hateful eyes on them, and severely whipped them.
Looking at the indifferent faces of the cavalrymen of Divine Hall outside the camp, and thinking of their previous cold-blooded shamelessness and their current disgusting expressions, Cat Girl was so angry that her face turned red. She raised her arm to wipe her tears, and was about to rush out to scold them.
Zhuo Zhihua pulled her behind her, and forcibly suppressed the sadness and anger in her heart. She bowed to the commander of the cavalrymen of Divine Hall who sat high on the horse without saying anything, and began to deal with the funeral affairs in the camp with her junior sisters.
The so-called funeral affairs were all sad things. The soldiers of Yan Kingdom who were covered with wounds supported each other. Looking at the corpses of their companions lying everywhere, and the broken limbs and pools of blood, they could not feel the lucky joy of surviving a disaster. Many people began to wail loudly, and the cries in the camp shook the sky.
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