Since the beginning of autumn this year.

The north was completely in shock, and with the news that Ning Hetu was about to return to the north, after sweeping the entire territory, this shock became more and more terrifying.

In the end, this rising star of the Ning family.

With the dragon bird as evidence, he entered the Forbidden City.

The return of the sworn king!

The first three inches of the sword, buried deep in the city wall, above the three inches, obliquely pointing to the blue sky, the hanging red sword spike, flying in the wind, ups and downs.

Many people looked up at that peerless sword in surprise.

Vaguely, I seem to see how the young man who was in Chang'an was famous in this prosperous city.

Later, he disappeared.

Later, he passed through the door and did not enter.

The seemingly down-and-out young man who was full of humiliation could no longer be dressed and angry, and returned to this prosperous city that once gave birth to him and raised him.

But, everyone knows it in their hearts.

The Forbidden City will be broken sooner or later.

The reason why it was not put on the siege today.

It is because it is autumn, according to the unwritten rules in the north in private, after autumn, this territory of 10,000 miles, except for local encounters, is not allowed to start a war without authorization.

Autumn is strong, the wheat grass is ripe, and those ordinary residents who live at the bottom of the society rely on the harvest of autumn every year to have a good year.

Once the war starts, those iron hooves that gallop across the country will crush the hope of countless ordinary people to live.

This scene happened countless times in the north before this rule appeared.

When, after the autumn, the unwritten rule of refusing to go to war was established, and the major royal families, meritorious families, and top wealthy families all acquiesced to this rule.

And the drafter of this unwritten rule happened to be surnamed Ning.

……

The south gate of the Forbidden City, ten miles outside the city.

The only battle is in full swing.

Thousands of desert Xuanjia formed two dense iron nets, moving closer to the middle position, and the range of activity of the tiger and wolf private army was shortened inch by inch.

Ning Xuanyuan pushed the helmet on his head and said coldly, "Pass my order, those who retreat without a fight will be killed!" ”

Now the 5,000 private army has been dragged into the quagmire, and if it messes up again, it will be wiped out sooner or later.

The top priority at the moment is to stabilize the morale of the army and wait for the help of the rear.

Rumble!

At an extremely neat speed, this group of cavalry turned their horses and rushed towards the desert Xuanjia advancing on both sides.

With the help of the natural advantage of distance, the war horse accelerated forward, and when two groups of war horses from different directions crashed into the shield, this plain area suddenly burst into a roar.

The wolf smoke was everywhere, and the beacon fire was gradually burning.

"Click."

The tight, seamless shield was smashed loose in the blink of an eye, revealing gaps the size of thumbs.

"Little cub, I heard that you are the first step in the northern grassland, Lao Tzu will take a look today, where do you have the confidence to dare to be the first."

A stout man of the tiger and wolf private army, with a snort, raised a shot and stabbed towards the gap that had been opened, with a few sonorous sounds, a spark appeared, and the spear drove straight in, seemingly breaking the shield.

Actually, there was no chance to pull it out again.

One shot out.

Twenty shots were returned.

Suddenly, a column of shields was layered upper, middle and lower, and twenty war spears swept out of the air, piercing this unashamed stout man on the spot, with men and horses, front and back.

The sky is full of bloodstains, blooming in the sky.

The Great Desert Xuanjia did not stop an inch, and at a fairly fast speed, swallowed the fallen man, and sat down on the war horse.

The distance between the two sides, indented again.

The moment Ning Xuanyuan turned his head, he happened to see this scene, and the sword in his hand trembled violently.

He is the first time to fight on the battlefield, and when he talked about the army on paper in previous years, he was always complacent, and one day when he stepped into the battlefield, he would definitely be able to kill an immortal feat.

But, at this moment.

Ning Xuanyuan's heart was pounding, and his expression was numb.

Rumble!

The second batch of war horses, by the Xuanjia shield, reversed impact, suddenly the skin and flesh bloomed, countless people fell off the horse, and finally were lightly ridden by their own war horses, stepping into a piece of blood and mud.

Miserable.

Appalling.

In this firmament, there are war drums beating, there are Xuanjia carrying heavy loads, and there are cavalry dying one by one.

In the same way, a warhorse, galloping across the Forbidden City, came from the north under the Forbidden City, and entered the battlefield diagonally, according to his purpose, to return to the banks of the Red River again.

"Young marshal."

"Marshal Ninghe Tuning!"

For the first time, it was the tiger and wolf private army that found this war horse, and the young marshal opened his mouth and silenced the entire team on the spot.

Countless people gasped and couldn't calm down.

Strictly speaking, this is the arrival of the enemy manager.

Ning Xuanyuan was furious, "What a bullshit young marshal, a traitor to the Ning family, since you have met it, Lao Tzu will kill you under the horse and clear the thieves for my Ning family." ”

"Ning Hetu, do you dare to go head-to-head in front of the battle?"

Ning Xuanyuan didn't know where he got the confidence, pulled the reins of the horse, held the long sword, and faced Ning Chen, who was not far away, and began to move slowly.

Ning Chen twisted his neck, his eyes flashed with murderous intent, approaching the edge of the battlefield, he reached out and pulled out a spear that was stuck obliquely on the ground, his legs moved slightly, and the war horse rushed forward.

Rumble!

Two warhorses charged at the same time.

One person was holding a sword, and his face was full of monstrous anger.

One man rode a horse and held a gun, his expression indifferent.

This plain began to make a rolling and shaking sound, like a great tide, sweeping in.

At the moment when the two horses were about to collide head-on, they almost simultaneously raised their hooves and leaped high into the air.

"Thief, I'll kill you."

Ning Xuanyuan snorted, slapped the horse's back with one palm, and his entire body rose into the air, and then, a sword was handed to Ning Chen's eyebrows.

Ning Chen's five fingers shook, the spear refracted several traces of snow and bright brilliance, and at the last moment, the dazzling gaze was over, and a spear pierced the void, sonorously resonant, nailing through Ning Xuanyuan's armor.

Finally, a shot slanted into the ground, trilling like thunder.

Ning Chen pulled the reins of the horse, and the speed did not decrease, and at a speed unimaginable to everyone, he drove straight into this battlefield of beacon fire and wolf smoke.

Wait, everyone reacted.

Looking at Ning Xuanyuan's location with a stunned expression, everyone on this battlefield felt palpitations and chills in their limbs.

"This ......"

"One face, you will abolish Ning Xuanyuan, this, what a clean and neat means."

Mo said that the tiger and wolf private army were dumbfounded, even Chen Qingzhi, as well as the heavy cavalry army led by him, the desert Xuanjia, were all stunned by countless people, with shocked expressions.

A shot pierced through Ning Xuanyuan.

Half of the tip of the gun is put into the soil.

The remaining half is obliquely pointed to the blue sky.

Ning Xuanyuan was nailed to death by this spear on this wolf-smoked land.

"Ahem."

Ning Xuanyuan raised his hands stiffly, trembling and wanting to reach out and hold down his bleeding chest, but found that it was in vain.

When he opened his mouth, a mouthful of blood gushed out, like a bloody arrow.

He looked back with dark eyes.

Suddenly, I found out.

This battlefield is far from the kind of battlefield he imagined.

However, the four words of the famous general on the battlefield are too heavy.

He, Ning Xuanyuan, is not worthy!