The mountain barbarians withdrew, and the attack that lasted for more than half an hour was over, although there were no deaths, but there were many injured warriors of the Warriors, and the most important thing that made the Warriors of the Warriors feel unafraid of death was the determination of these Rangers to die without blinking an eye.

Such an enemy, even if they are rarely encountered on the battlefield, even if they are truly elite, they kill the enemy under the premise of maintaining their own lives, and only when they are cornered will they choose to die together, not at all like these mountain barbarians, who kill the enemy for the sake of killing the enemy, and do not care about their own lives at all. Especially at the end of the day, it is like raindrops, and dozens of lives can be sacrificed in order to kill a person.

If it weren't for the fact that there were no dual horsemen who were proficient in the art of battle formations and alternately cooperated tacitly, casualties would have been inevitable.

"Lord, Centurion Mojiang brings the mountain barbarian stream stone to see!" The war had just ended, and the Musoi Cavalry returned to calm again, and began to clean up the battlefield in an orderly manner, re-cooking, treating the wounded, and alternating the guard, and did not fall into chaos or panic because of the attack of the mountain barbarians.

Zhang Yuan was stunned for a moment and said, "Let them come over!" ”

"See the lord!" "Xishi has seen a great leader!"

Mo Jiang, who was drenched in blood and was still in a hurry, walked over with a helmet in his arms, with a suit of leather armor, dark skin, and a cloak of Xishi, Mo Jiang knelt in front of Zhang Yuan, and Xishi knelt down with both feet and bowed in front of Zhang Yuan.

"Get up!" Zhang Yuan helped Mo Jiang up and said, "You sent the alarm, right?" Well done! ”

"In that case, you didn't flinch from the battle, and you are not bad!" Zhang Yuan said to Xishi again.

Xishi's face flushed. He said with a high chest: "The descendants of the storm god are not cowards! ”

"Good!" Zhang Yuan's eyes stared, looking at the other party's stubborn appearance under his own momentum, and couldn't help but feel a little bit of pity. said: "You did a good job this time, I allow you to join the Xihe Army, if you can still do this next, I will allow you to enter the Peerless Cavalry, of course, provided that you have to practice your riding skills well!" This matter will be handed over to Mo Jiang to be responsible, what is there not to understand. You can go and ask Mojiang! ”

"Whoa!" "Yes!" Mo Jiang smiled slightly, but Xishi could not contain the excitement in his heart and responded.

The arrival of Xishi brought Zhang Yuan an unexpected. But it was expected news.

Zhang Yuan asked, "Are you saying they will come to attack at night?" This place is not far from where Hu Chu is, and in order to get around here, there are not many people left, right? And what proof do you have, they'll come back? ”

"The next person doesn't know what to do, but. They will really come. They never left, as long as they were watching, there was no other way but to die, or kill them all! They are believers in the gods of the distant mountains, believing that death is a return to the arms of the gods of the distant mountains, and that only true warriors can be resurrected from the kingdom of the gods, so. They are not afraid of death, and even consider it to be the baptism of God. They are different from us, I am a citizen of the storm god, and I am also not afraid of death, but I think that death is only for the losers, and the victors should not die......! ”

The Creek Stone explains it in a scattered manner, not so much to explain the cause, but to preach the distinction between the two gods who are adjacent to the sea.

Through Xishi's words, Zhang Yuan has a new understanding of the Storm Qingyuan and the Fifty Thousand Mountains from the perspective of the two god doctrines, and at the same time has an explanation for the great contrast between the grass and barbarism of the Storm Qingyuan and the mountain barbarians before and after the war.

Before the war, the grass barbarism of the belief in the storm god, the fierceness shown by the mountain barbarian is exactly the same as that of the mountain barbarian of the distant mountain god, if you have to distinguish it, it may be the difference in strength, a little fear of death. After defeat, they may surrender without fear and show considerable loyalty, which in their view is the fate of the loser, and they are not the loser, nor the winner.

And what about the mountain barbarians who believe in the gods of the distant mountains? It is precisely because of the fearlessness of death, and even the desire, that the Xihe Army has not captured even a single mountain barbarian so far, of course, this is also because the mountain barbarians attacked too quickly, so that the Xihe Army did not have that idea in the later period and other reasons.

With a plan in mind, the team set out again, and marched for two hours in the afternoon, because the battle at noon, and the excessive physical strength consumed by the hurry, they found a wide environment on all sides early, cut down some trees, and set up camp there.

Even without Zhang Yuan's warning, the camp was arranged more closely and tightly under the command of the middle-level officer, and a temporary camp with hidden killing machines was built in less than an afternoon, and the 1,000 unduplexed cavalry was also divided into four teams to take turns to rest.

The night of the 50,000 Mountains is very cold, and in the dark forest, except for the chirping of insects, birds, and the roar of beasts in the distance, only the sound of the rustling of leaves remains.

Towards the second half of the night, the moon disappeared into the clouds.

"It's coming......!"

There was a rustling sound, as if a strong wind was sweeping through the leaves, coming from all directions towards the camp.

Bell Bell Bell ..................!!!!

Before the rustling could get closer, the silent night was suddenly broken by a rapid golden chirp.

The rustling ceased abruptly, and the whole forest fell into darkness once more.

"Night fight? Let me see if the peerless cavalry night battle that I have trained hard in Xihe is more powerful, or you mountain barbarians are more powerful! Zhang Yuan held the hilt of the Tianhuang Sword in his hand, and his eyes were coldly focused on the forest in the darkness.

At this time, torches rose one by one in the camp, illuminating the entire camp with bright lights, putting on a dignified appearance to meet the enemy, which made Shanman hesitate for a while.

After all, Shanman is not a real army, and the heart of Jianbi has the upper hand, or rather, they didn't think about it so much from the beginning, knowing that Zhang Yuan was ready, driven by hatred and fanatical beliefs, they just paused slightly, and then pounced without hesitation.

"Sure enough, it's really not enough to worry!"

The situation was as expected, countless black shadow monsters screamed and pounced, and they were greeted by overwhelming arrows, and the number of mountain barbarians has not decreased, as if it was endless, and as time passed, Zhang Yuan's heart became deeper and deeper.

The night attack turned into a strong attack, the victory and defeat had long been divided, and the fiasco of the mountain barbarians seemed to be doomed.

Blood, screams, roars, dull crashing sounds, weaved into a song of killing.

That night, the mountain barbarians were defeated and slaughtered, thousands of people were almost wiped out, the mountain barbarians of the entire forest were swept away, and the forest returned to the hands of the Xihe army, and there was no obstacle in the rear! (To be continued......)