However, how could a fool attack an insignificant bird with a precious psionic crossbow?

You know, firing a psionic crossbow requires enough materials for an ordinary family to eat for a year.

Xiao Hei's eyesight can clearly see anything within 500 meters, even an ant. The farthest he can see is five kilometers.

Yang Xuan closed his eyes.

After signing a pet contract with Xiaohei, he can communicate with Xiaohei through divine consciousness. Now, this ability is used by Yang Xuan to pass messages to Xiaohei.

First, let Xiao Hei detect how the troops in the front of the barbarians are arrayed, draw them with drawings and order people to send them to Zhou fengmiao. After that, Yang Xuan took Xiao Hei to look for his target.

As for other flying incorruptible troops, they are stationed in Qingfeng gorge to rest and stand by.

On the frontal battlefield, before the two armies.

The air around was quiet and terrible. After mobilization in the morning, all the Huben troops were boiling with war. Everyone's eyes were fixed on the barbarian soldiers in front. No one made any sound except the horse's occasional snort.

.....

"Found it."

In the middle of Feilian army, Yang Xuan, who had been closing his eyes, suddenly opened his eyes and startled Yu Qingcheng, who dozed with his back against him.

"What did you find?"

Yu Qingcheng turned around and asked curiously.

"We found our goal."

Yang Xuan said that he had no time to explain too many things to Yu Qingcheng. He pulled her onto his horse and ordered the soldiers around him: "the whole army will gather, take groups as units, go out of the canyon four times, and we will gather five kilometers northeast. The first group will lead with me."

There was no one to speak, and there was a terrible silence around. Everyone silently got on his horse and followed Yang Xuan.

Outside Qingfeng gorge is a plain.

Yu Qingcheng leaned contentedly in Yang Xuan's arms. Except that the bumps on the horse made her feel uncomfortable, everything around seemed very beautiful.

Yang Xuan helplessly looked at the lovely in his arms.

Maybe it's because I don't have so much time to dress up after coming to the Xuanmen pass. The refreshing fragrance on her body has been much lighter than when I first saw Yu Qingcheng in Qingzhou City, but there will still be a wisp into his nostrils from time to time.

But he had no time to take into account the warm fragrance nephrite in his arms, and looked dignified to the northeast.

When Zhou fengmiao assigned the task to him yesterday, he was still dissatisfied. At this time, he realized how naive his idea was.

Although the distance of three kilometers can't feel the truth with his current divine sense, Yang Xuan vaguely feels that there are several powerful smells in that direction, the most powerful one of which can almost be comparable to Yang Xuan. I think it should be the leader of this army!

More than 2000 people followed Yang Xuan silently behind him. Xiao Hei in the sky was constantly in the third hospital to help Yang Xuan make sure he didn't lose his way.

Only 500 meters away from each other, Yang Xuan waved behind him.

"Pass my order. All troops start charging from the position under my feet and follow me."

Yang Xuan shouted to the people behind him.

Then he clamped his legs on the horse's belly. The horse felt pressure and rushed towards the place quickly.

The distance of 500 meters, with the speed of Yang Xuan's horse under his crotch, arrived in an instant. A long drawn army appeared among them.

Sure enough, just as Yang Xuan guessed, because it was in the territory of the barbarians, the other party didn't raise too high vigilance.

Aware of Yang Xuan's arrival, the barbarian army began to stir up. The troops behind Yang Xuan rushed towards the opposite side.

These disabled troops have no resistance in front of the flying Lian army.

A black horse ran towards Yang Xuan from the barbarian army and stopped in front of Yang Xuan.

"In the picture below, can you tell me if you are the new general of Feilian army in Xuanmen pass?"

Turcha was a bearded man, and his eyes to Yang Xuan were full of contempt.

"It's me."

Yang Xuan answered calmly, with a faint smile on his face.

The troops led by Turca were reaped by the flying Lian army, but Turca didn't seem to care.

"Your Excellency doesn't take care of your troops, but chats with me here. It seems a little bad."

Yang Xuan frowned at the defeated troops after being impacted by the Feilian army.

"I've heard of the reputation of the flying Lian army for a long time. I'm not afraid of jokes. These disabled soldiers and defeated generals I take with me can only be defeated generals under my hands no matter how I use my arms."

"But aren't there many noble children among them? Aren't you afraid of being blamed?"

Yang Xuan frowned and felt a little strange.

"Blame? This is a battlefield. Although they come here for gold plating, I can't control it, since they come, we must be aware of death."

Turcha said, his momentum burst out, and his strength in the middle of the fifth territory was undoubtedly revealed.

"Here is a place full of iron and blood."

He said in a low voice. The killing machine was boiling gradually, and the long knife behind him actually made bursts of buzzing sound.

As a child of a military family, Turca's most hated people are the descendants of powerful people. Especially those who do nothing, but can lie on the credit book and bully.

In front of Yang Xuan, it was this kind of person in his heart.

When he first saw Yu Qingcheng leaning against Yang Xuan's arms, he had come to this conclusion.

When you go out to fight, you have to tangle with women on horseback. Isn't that the absurd style of those rich disciples?

But what he didn't expect was that after he showed his strength, a faint smell also floated out of Yu Qingcheng.

"Eh, is it the strength at the beginning of the fifth realm?"

Turcha was stunned by Yu Qingcheng's strength: "Close to death? Oh, what a waste."

"Stop."

Hearing turcha's words, Yang Xuan immediately understood what was going on. He put one hand on Yu Qingcheng's shoulder and said slowly, "let's let our men do a good job of seeing blood, otherwise people will think I'm a soft rice later."

With that, Yang Xuan jumped down from the horse's back. The wooden sword didn't know when it had appeared in his hand. The aura in his body was running, and a huge momentum was emitted from him.

"Tut Tut, it seems that he is a good boy."

Turcha's eyes twinkled and jumped up from the horse's back. In an instant, the pure horse was crushed by turcha's huge pressure and broke its spine. After a long hiss, it fell to the ground.

"What I like most is that you rich children who grew up in the greenhouse don't understand the dangerous truth of the world. They think they can be unscrupulous if they have some ability. Today, I'm going to tell you with my fist that a friar without blood can't be called a real friar."