A wolf that had lost its will to fight would not be braver than a sheep that had resigned itself to adversity.
When Zhou Qingfeng led his team to defeat Jianzhou's elites, he not only defeated the team, but he also defeated the team's courage. Niu Lu, who was leading the team, tried his best, but he could not understand how someone could come up with such a straightforward method of charging. For thousands of years, no one had formed a wall of cavalry to charge.
Zhou Qingfeng knew that he was cheating. He led the Frost Cavalry that was completely controlled. These cavalry were created by Ice Phoenix using all kinds of monsters. They did not know what fear was. His opponent was a normal human rider, a normal warhorse, a living creature that knew fear.
"Again!" Zhou Qingfeng's face was covered in blood. He did not know where the blood came from. He raised his saber and turned the team around in a small radius. "Kill as many of them as you can while they are scared out of their wits."
The Frost Cavalry moved again. The rhythmic hooves sounded like the footsteps of the Grim Reaper. The raised sabers were showing off their fearlessness, and the corpses on the ground were showing off the power of the new method of battle.
Niu Lu, who was on the opposite side, also turned his horse around to look at Zhou Qingfeng. He was a white-haired veteran of the battlefield. His face looked weathered, and the leather armor on his body was cracked and stained with blood. He was not seriously injured, but he was very unwilling to accept the result. The guy on the other side was not even worthy of carrying his shoes in terms of combat skills, but he was very good at fighting head-on.
"How many of us are left?" Niu Lu, who looked around, shouted. The Jianzhou elites that had just been defeated gathered around him again. These people were also unwilling to accept the result, but their faces were filled with fear. The scale of the battle today was not big, but it was very dangerous.
After three or four rounds of fighting, the number of Jian Province elites who had fallen had already exceeded ten. These were not ordinary White Armor soldiers. They were the backbone of a few Niu Lu, and all of them were skilled in bone techniques. Every one of them was rare.
After fighting for half a day, they had lost nearly half of their own forces, but not a single one of their opponents had died.
"Master, let's try one more time." Someone was unwilling to accept defeat, so he gathered around and shouted.
But Niu Lu, who was leading the team, cursed, "Idiots, didn't you see that the guy on the other side is using a military formation? Every time they attacked, there were more than ten of them fighting against one of us. Would more people die if they charged again? We're in trouble this time. Bring the injured and retreat immediately. "
At the end of his speech, Niu Lu, who was leading the team, glared at Zhou Qingfeng fiercely. He firmly remembered the image of Zhou Qingfeng riding a giant wolf and wearing black armor. He turned his horse's head and whistled to retreat decisively. Although it was difficult to escape from military law, it was better than dragging all his subordinates to die here.
The speed at which Jianzhou fled was so fast that even Zhou Qingfeng did not expect it. He had hoped that he could rely on his team's thick armor, high speed, and nimble control to fight the opponent again. In the end, the leader of the team on the other side did not have a good strategy, allowing him to take advantage of this.
After chasing for half a kilometer, the Jianzhou elites that had escaped naturally split into two, then into four. Zhou Qingfeng, who could not split his troops to chase after the enemy, could only chop off the head of an unlucky person and end today's battle. He looked at the enemies fleeing in all directions in the gloomy sky and was very curious. How did these people know the direction?
"I hope I can still find someone alive to ask." Zhou Qingfeng led the team back to the mud hut by the lake and saw that the young lady from the Ye family was already standing by the bloody battlefield waiting for him to return. He said proudly, "I told you that I could win, but you didn't believe me."
Looking at Zhou Qingfeng's satisfied smile, the petite woman did not know what to say. She treated the kid in front of her like a younger brother and only nodded slightly to praise him, but her heart was filled with emotion.
However, Zhou Qingfeng suddenly felt lustful. He jumped off the giant wolf and leaned over to ask for a hug. In the end, just as he jumped down, the three skeletal warhorses behind him suddenly disintegrated and shattered. Even the Frost Warriors riding them turned into pieces of ice on the ground.
"Damn it, what's going on?" Zhou Qingfeng could not care less about hugs and hurriedly walked to the side of the Frost Warriors to check. The young lady followed and said in a low voice, "These monsters were created by Ice Phoenix at the last minute. She must have used the method of making puppets to create them. These things can't be used for long. It's already very rare for them to last until now. "
As soon as the young lady's voice fell, another two Frost Mounts fell to the ground. This time, one-third of Zhou Qingfeng's troops were lost, giving him a headache. Moreover, the remaining ten riders did not seem to be in a good condition either. The collision just now had caused them quite a bit of internal damage. This kind of damage was not something that Zhou Qingfeng could repair.
"It's really f * cking hell, and also really f * cking lucky." Zhou Qingfeng was glad that these Frost Warriors did not collapse in the battle just now. Otherwise, he would be the one who was beaten and had to flee. He ordered the Frost Warriors to spread out a hundred meters in the surrounding area, and he walked into the few mud houses built by the lake in Jianzhou.
Two of the mud houses were destroyed by Zhou Qingfeng, and there were still four intact ones. Zhou Qingfeng checked all of them and was basically sure that this was a storage and transfer point for Onitsuka treasures. He found a few cloth bags in one of the houses, which were filled with various collected medicinal herbs and spiritual ores.
"This kind of icicle stone is very rare outside, but there are many in Onitsuka. It's a good material for refining weapons. And the beast blood in this bottle is probably used to draw talismans. It's also not an ordinary thing. " The young lady helped Zhou Qingfeng count and gave some simple explanations. "You can put them all in the storage bag."
"My storage bag is not so big, and I can only put some personal belongings." Zhou Qingfeng shook his head. The storage bag he picked up was good, but it was only a semi-finished product with a capacity of about half a cubic meter. "Help me pick out some of the most valuable things."
Yin Tianqiong did not have any good building materials. There was not even a tree here, only a lot of mud. There were only some mud beds in the mud houses, and there was not even a door. It was very simple and crude. Zhou Qingfeng found a toilet in the search, but he did not want to go in to explore at all. He just kicked the mud wall of the toilet down. As a result, someone screamed inside.
"Damn it, come out!" Zhou Qingfeng immediately took out his knife and shouted in Manchu.
A person fell out of the collapsed mud wall and shouted, "Don't do it." Zhou Qingfeng looked like he was not from Jianzhou, but one of the cultivators who rushed into the second floor of Onitsuka with Young Master Ye. He frowned fiercely and asked, "What is this fellow cultivator doing here?"
"Don't do it, don't do it." The cultivation of the person who fell out was not high, but he recognized Zhou Qingfeng. He said his name and shouted, "Zhou Shao is a hero, and I admire him very much. The Jianzhou army that occupied this place was fierce, but they were driven away by Zhou Shao. "
After asking a few questions, Zhou Qingfeng learned that the cultivators who rushed into the second floor of Onitsuka were scattered in different areas. Some acted alone, while others were involved in the battle between the Yehe tribe and Jianzhou. The cultivator in front of him was basically coerced by Jianzhou to do odd jobs for them.
In order to show his identity, the man deliberately said, "It was not my intention to work for Jianzhou. Even the Ye brothers from Liaodong had to condescend to help me. Young Master Ye and Fairy Fan were here just now. "
When he mentioned Young Master Ye and Fairy Fan, the young lady's face suddenly turned pale, her head tilted back, and she fell to the ground. Zhou Qingfeng turned his head and frowned. He sighed slightly, but he did not go forward to help. He continued to ask the captured cultivator, "Where are Young Master Ye and Fan Wan 'er?"
"Gone. He is the young master of a big family, and the people of Jianzhou are treated well. "The captured cultivator said with a smile. He also looked at the young lady on the ground and asked in confusion, "This is …?"
"Ye Xianggao's real wife."
"Ah …, I didn't pay attention. But I heard that Young Master Ye's wife died in the Gate of Hell? There are still people who died … "
"There's still me, right?"
"Hehe …, Zhou Shao must be joking. Zhou Shao is blessed by the heavens, so he is naturally fine. But since the young lady of the Ye family is not dead, it is a bit troublesome. "
"What trouble?"
The captured cultivator wanted to get close to Zhou Qingfeng and whisper a few words. In the end, Zhou Qingfeng pushed him away. "If you have something to say, say it. Don't get too close."
The captured cultivator smiled and looked at the young lady lying on the ground. He suddenly said with pity, "Everyone says that Ye Xianggao's wife is virtuous and a good wife who can hold up the facade. It is a pity that she died in Onitsuka. But Ye Xianggao did not grieve for long. He seemed to have some connection with Fairy Fan. The two were talking and laughing. Because of this, the second young master of the Ye family quarreled with his big brother. "
These words were vague and obscure, but the meaning behind them could be guessed.
Zhou Qingfeng only sneered and waved his hand to dismiss the unlucky cultivator. When he looked back at the young lady on the ground again, he saw that her eyes were closed, but tears were flowing.
"If you are awake, then get up. Don't pretend to be dead." Zhou Qingfeng said coldly and did not comfort her. Instead, he poked at her heart and said, "Isn't it good that you faked your death? At least you are free."
"Stinking brat, what nonsense are you talking about?" The young lady suddenly sat up from the ground. Her hair was disheveled. She randomly grabbed a piece of mud from the ground and threw it at Zhou Qingfeng. She cursed, "Why did you save me? You should have just let me die. What do I do now? I knew that Fairy Fan was up to no good. "
Zhou Qingfeng only sneered. "It was only a matter of convenience for me to save you. But if you want to die, you can keep dying. At least your death will be clean. At least your man will be able to marry a new wife without any misgivings. In any case, not many people know you are still alive. "
Having said this, Zhou Qingfeng minded his own business and rummaged through the things left behind in Jianzhou. He did not leave behind any valuable treasures, including the corpses he had hacked to death. When he returned from searching the corpses, he saw that the young lady of the Ye family had fallen to the ground again. Her face was deathly pale. Her wrist had been cut open, and blood flowed to the ground.
"F * ck, did you really f * cking die?" Zhou Qingfeng panicked. "I was just joking. Why can't you take a joke? If you died, wouldn't I be burdened with guilt? People will think you died because of a few words from me. "
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