Xin Jigong's prediction did not have any accidents, after arriving at the time of the child, the black warriors judged that the defenders of Daning were already sleepy, so the offensive was very fierce, but the times were really different from before, firearms gave the Ning army unparalleled confidence, and also gave Daning's enemies unparalleled deterrence.

Besides, Shen Leng is not poor in the army.

There are still some yīn days on this night, so there is no bright moon, the bright moon in the northern Xinjiang is in the sky, the tea master under the moon urges the horse to gallop, and there is a slight yīn cloud on this side of the Bohai Sea without seeing the moon, so through this darkness, the army of black martial arts is rolling in.

Shen Leng said, since the moon does not sprinkle silver light, we will sprinkle it.

So the outside of the city burned all over the sky, the archers were blind shots, the rockets were like a galaxy, pouring down from the city wall, and like a waterfall of fire, so that in the dark night, where to see the position of the black warriors outside the city clearly, just keep shooting out the feather arrows, the weapons and equipment in Shen Leng's army are at least three times more than the other guards of the same size, and they don't feel sorry for the feather arrows, so just shoot, whether they shoot or not, just shoot.

But the gunpowder bag is such a thing, the shock of the black warriors is too great, the black warriors arrived at the city, the gunpowder bags were thrown down one by one, and the place where the explosion was a fire ball, and the arrows in the gunpowder bag were shooting like meteors, and there were many such meteors in the night sky that made people's scalps numb, fleeting, but flashing a lot.

The wails of the black warriors seemed louder than the sound of gunpowder packs bursting, tearing through the night sky.

Perhaps it was because of the fear that such a weapon appeared in the world, so even yīn clouds staggered away, and if they drank too much wine, they trembled with fear.

The moon showed a trace, and silently made the earth appear faintly bright, but this brightness was like a black veil on the lights, but a distorted black shadow could be seen, which was a person struggling.

Today's gunpowder bag does not have much effect in the plain field battle, without the case of a stone-throwing vehicle, the power of the gunpowder bag can not be exerted, but defending the city is different, if Shen Leng is ruthless, he will keep throwing it down, with the stock of gunpowder bags in his current team, he may be able to kill himself and blow up the city wall.

Fortunately, Shen Leng was not so ruthless, nor was he so stupid, and the gunpowder bag had to be reserved for the decisive battle, so now it is only about consuming the strength of the black army, and the significance of scaring the enemy seems to be greater.

Sure enough, after throwing out dozens of gunpowder packets, the morale of the black warriors was completely dispersed, and they didn't know how many more Ning people would throw out, so they could only retreat in embarrassment.

At the same time, Northern Xinjiang.

Icefield City is two hundred miles to the north.

In the middle of the night, a huge group of men and horses slowly walked towards that side, because it was late at night and it had just snowed the day before, so the speed of the team's march slowed down, and it was calculated that the distance was only about two hundred miles, so the leader of the team decided to give up the rest and walked to the ice field city in one breath.

There are more than 3,000 cavalry in this team, and the outfit is completely different from that of the cavalry of the Black Warrior Border Army, and their armor style is not the standard configuration of the Black Warrior Army, but silver.

So under the moon, it looks like a wave of light rippling forward on the official road.

The armor of the silver sè, the cloak of the white sè, and even the horses are pure white sè, such a cavalry not only gives people a sense of oppression, but also gives people a sense of sacredness.

They are the white horsemen of the sword gate.

The White Cavalry of the Sword Gate, also known as the Hell Ghost Cavalry by the Black Warrior People, they are the guardian cavalry of the Sword Gate, fierce and brutal killing, with a total of 12,000 people

, sending more than three thousand this time is enough to prove that what they are going to do is very important to the Sword Sect.

In fact, it was very important for the Sword Sect Sect Master Xin Fengyue, because their mission was to bring the Kuo Ke Qin Sè back to Star City.

Three thousand six hundred cavalry escorted a convoy of about seventeen or eighteen carriages, each of which contained a man in white shirts sitting cross-legged, whose status in the Sword Gate could be judged by their clothing.

There is an old man sitting in the carriage at the front, who looks about fifty or sixty years old, embroidered with a crescent moon and a sword on the right cuff of his white shirt, this emblem represents the identity of the great swordsman of the Sword Gate, more than others, there is a six-pointed star embroidered on the cuff of his left, and in the back of several carriages, there are two people whose clothes are basically the same as him, and they are also the great swordsmen of the Sword Gate, and then the carriage behind them are all swordsmen, and the cuffs of their clothes are embroidered with a sword and a crescent, It's just that there is no six-pointed star on the left sleeve.

Except for the old man in the carriage at the front, whether it is a great swordsman or a swordsman in the back, everyone is sitting cross-legged, with their swords on their knees, the swords of the sword gate have always been very large, and the swordsmanship is also very weird, but from the perspective of these people, the swords of the swordsmen are very large, and the swords of several great swordsmen are almost normal, and one of them is a woman, who looks about thirty years old, sitting with her eyes closed, her sword is not like a sword, but more like a long needle.

There were six knights in silver sè armor around the carriage at the front who had barely left, and the identity of these six people was the captain of the white horse, which was equivalent to the level of the sword master, in the sword gate, even if it was the great sword master and the sword gate worship with a higher status, they were not qualified to transfer the white horse, only the sect master of the sword gate could.

The old man sat there with his eyes closed, and there was no sword by his side, so he looked a little different in temperament, he opened his eyes and frowned slightly, as if he was a little tired of this long journey, it had been nearly a month since he had traveled from Star City to here, and he had to carefully bypass the defense line of the Ning army, and now Luojia Lake to the south is full of Ning people, and their border army is not easy to mess with.

"How much longer?"

The old man asked.

"Back to worship the lord, the road has become difficult to walk, so tonight to dawn, about only about fifty miles, it seems that it has just snowed, the carriage is a little difficult, and if you walk for another day, if you don't stop all the way, you should be able to reach Icefield City by tomorrow night."

Outside the carriage, a white cavalry lieutenant bowed his head and replied, his tone respectful.

The great sword master of the Sword Gate has been supplemented over the years, and he was killed by Chu Jianlian alone, and he was greatly injured, and later dispatched three of the five major offerings to besiege Chu Jianlian, and was killed by Chu Jianlian and seriously injured one, and the injured one has not recovered until now, and Chu Jianlian was also slightly injured.

Now there are only three major offerings left in the Sword Gate, and one is basically scrapped, just surviving.

This old man is one of the remaining two offerings, in terms of the generation in the sword gate is a generation higher than Xin Fengyue, Xin Fengyue should call them uncle, this person is not much older than Xin Fengyue, but he and Xin Fengyue's master are the same generation, they are the same brothers, but the entry is too late, Xin Fengyue's master is already in his forties when he just started, that year was twenty years old, it was the introduction of art.

His name is Necromancy.

"Find a place to rest."

The old man was silent for a while and then ordered: "Arrange a team of people to go to Icefield City first, and take over the guards of Her Royal Highness the eldest princess by the way." ”

"Yes!"

The captain of the white cavalry replied and urged the horse forward.

At the front of the line, the eight white cavalry captains followed behind one person in two rows, who was wearing a silver armor that covered his entire body, so he looked very different from the person behind him, and his armor gave people a sense of indestructible heaviness when he looked at it.

The white cavalry captain who came from behind caught up and bowed: "General, Lord Worship said, rest here, and first send people and horses to Icefield City to take over the escort of Her Royal Highness the eldest princess." ”

The white cavalry general Zeng Xu'er's face changed, and he looked a little impatient, he ordered the team to keep hurrying, but which big offering obviously couldn't stand it, there were less than two hundred miles left, gritted his teeth to get there, stopped to rest and delayed for another night, how much attention the sect master cared about Her Royal Highness the eldest princess, didn't you know how much the big offering was?

In order to get Her Royal Highness the eldest princess, the suzerain mobilized manpower, and exonerated De Detuo and promised a lot of profits, which made De Detuo pretend to lead the army to take refuge in Her Royal Highness the eldest princess.

But...... He can't afford to provoke the Great Offering Necromantic Pact.

According to the rank, he is one of the three generals of the White Flag, and his status in the White Flag is second only to the Great Commander, with 12,000 people in the White Flag, and the highest status is the Great Commander, followed by the White Cavalry General, his identity is equivalent to the Great Sword Master in the sect, if the Necromantic Deed is only the Great Swordsman, then he will not care about anything, but the Necromantic Deed is still enshrined.

"White Ghost."

Zeng Xu'er turned around and ordered, "Take your people to Icefield City first." ”

He has a total of fourteen captains, there is a ghost word in the name, the white ghost is the strongest martial arts among the fourteen captains, there will be a ratio of life and death in the sword gate every year, used to rank, the white ghost once challenged the last person in the ranking of the great sword master, unfortunately defeated, according to the convention, the defeated handed over to the victor to dispose of, so he is naturally going to die, but his life is good, that day the sect master of the sword sect Xin Fengyue happened to watch their competition, and felt that this person was a material that could be made, so he ordered him to be transferred from the disciples of the sword gate to the white horse.

Although the White Cavalry Captain is at the same level as the Sword Master, he has more authority than the Sword Master.

The white ghost responded, beckoned, and accelerated forward with more than two hundred white knights.

Zeng Xu'er looked back, the line was very long, so he couldn't see the carriages, he was silent for a while and then sighed, thinking that he still had to go over and say hello, after all, the identity and status of the necromantic pact were there.

At the same time, more than three hundred miles south of Icefield City.

Hundreds of cavalrymen wearing black sè armor stopped, the wind and snow suddenly rose, and their vision was already blurred, and there was no way to accurately distinguish the direction in such a night sè wind and snow.

The tea master raised his hand and signaled, and the team immediately stopped in the wind and snow.

"Ranzi!"

She shouted.

Chen Ran came from behind and pulled down the thick scarf around his face, and a white gas also rose.

"Big brother, what's wrong?"

"How do you get around in this weather?"

"I'm up ahead."

Chen Ran pulled up the scarf and pulled out a red battle flag from his body, he tied the battle flag to the iron javelin, then inserted it back into the card slot behind him, turned around and shouted: "Everyone, keep an eye on the people around you, stop Yulin!" ”

The black mastiff screamed at the tea master, as if to say, don't be afraid, there is me.