Wu Gen easily picked up the broken knife and stood outside the house. Behind him, Ling Yun's eight cavalrymen were all neatly dressed, leading their horses and holding swords, looking coldly at the villagers who were constantly surrounding them.
Fortunately, Wu Gen arranged for someone to stand guard every night, requiring the soldiers to stay at home and take good care of their horses, so the eight cavalry gathered so quickly.
Under the light of the torch, Zhang Daochang, who looked gloomy, held a copper pestle in his hand, and a row of villagers stood beside him.
Wu Gen winked at the person behind him, signaling to be ready, "Clan Leader Zhang, what do you mean?"
"Wu Gen, you have seduced the young men of my clan to join the rebellion with you. The Black Tower master's family already knows about this. Feishu asked us to capture you. The cavalry is coming here. I advise you to just surrender and capture you." Good, so as not to suffer the pain of flesh and blood." Zhang Zongchang asked the villagers to surround him and replied proudly.
"Why did the Heita family know about it, but you kept it secret?" Wu Genhan said.
"Why do you need me to report? Master Heita has already known your whereabouts. That's why Feishu ordered me to capture you." Zhang Zongchang shook his head repeatedly and looked at Wu Gen with disdain, "The army is approaching, and you have nowhere to go." If you want to escape, it’s better to surrender as soon as possible.”
Wu Gen couldn't help but sneer, "Zhang Zongchang, it seems you are determined to be a dog. If that's the case, why do you allow me to wait here to recruit people?"
"That's just a delaying tactic to stabilize you. Otherwise, how could you stay in the village and wait for the Black Tower master's family to arrive." Zhang Zongchang looked calm and confident.
Wu Gen took a glance and saw that Zhang Wuyang and others were not among the crowd. He knew in his heart that these people were either being controlled or had gone back on their word, so I was sorry to be here.
Taking a deep breath, Wu Gen got on his horse, and the eight riders behind him also held bridles and swords.
He slowly pulled out the knife and pointed the blade directly at the crowd opposite, "Zhang Daochang, it's no secret that you are also a human being. Get out of the way, otherwise the knife will be ruthless and only cost the lives of others."
With such a short distance, the cavalry couldn't charge forward at all. Although Lingyun's Eight Cavalry were capable and well-equipped, they were still short-lived in forming an army. These people had been getting along day and night for a long time, and Wu Gen was reluctant to let these young men die here. The situation is critical today, and only by taking the lead in the charge can we possibly carve out a bloody path.
"Wu Gen, don't forget, there are many people in Liangxi Village who are very capable. If there is a fight, it's hard to say who will live and who will die. As long as you are willing to surrender, I can plead with Mr. Heita's family and let your men stay in Liangxi. Xi Village. As for you, that can only depend on luck." Zhang Daochang said in a cold voice, and the copper pestle in his hand glowed with a white light.
"Haha, Zhang Daochang, you have been living in filth for so long and would rather work like a pig or a dog. You have lost the fundamentals of being a human being. But you must remember that there are still some people in the world who do not want to live in filth." As he said that, Wu Gen Pointing the blade, "Eight Cavalry, follow me and charge."
The sound of horse hoofbeats sounded, and Wu Gen and his men slowly increased their speed and headed straight for Zhang Daochang on the opposite side.
The villagers on the opposite side were obviously a little shaken. Throughout the day, everyone in the village was talking about the tailless thief, and some young people were yearning for it, which caused people's hearts to fluctuate. Now that they saw the other party coming with a fierce momentum, they all flinched a little.
The horse's speed gradually increased, and Wu Gen shouted, "Eight riders, join together." Following the sound, a ripple appeared on Wu Gen's body, covering the body of Ling Yun's eight riders.
Of course Wu Gen can use his strength to inscribe patterns, and tonight he is going to use himself as the frontline to fight his way out.
Seeing Wu Gen personally activating the inscriptions, Ling Yun Baqi also knew that the time had come to fight desperately. They linked up with the inscriptions in their bodies, and the nine of them became one, pouring their own essence into Wu Gen alone.
"Kill." The eight people roared in unison, with as much murderous intent as hundreds of people. After many battles, although the cultivation of these young people is still somewhat unsatisfactory, the murderous intention honed in blood and fire is not comparable to those who stay in the humble village.
Zhang Daochang's expression suddenly changed, and he shouted to the people around him: "Don't be afraid, there are only a few of them, they will use all the things they practice in daily life."
As he said that, he first shook the copper pestle. The copper pestle suddenly grew in size to more than ten feet and hit Wu Gen in the air. The villagers around him also woke up and cast spells one after another. Various fireballs, water arrows, quicksand and flying rocks were flying around.
However, the scene looked lively, but there was no order at all, and some even hit the open space. Many spells with different attributes cancel each other out. They have their potential but are ineffective.
If these people were to fight one-on-one with the Eight Cavalry, it would not be easy for the Eight Cavalry to win. However, as there were more people, compared with the trained Eight Cavalry, the effect was much worse.
At this time, the nine people were one, like a half-unsheathed sword with its edge exposed.
Wu Gen held the sword in both hands and shouted, "Cut." The broken sword burst out with a three-foot-long black blade, hitting the copper pestle and sending it tumbling and flying out of the village.
The momentum of the sword continued unabated, whistling and falling towards the villagers in front of them. Seeing that the situation was not good, Zhang Daochang quickly made a hand seal, and a small mountain appeared above his head, with undulating peaks and mountains, lifelike, protecting himself and the villagers around him.
The sword light struck the hill heavily, and suddenly the light flashed randomly, and the rocks on the hill collapsed. A crack appeared from top to bottom, extending all the way to the mountainside.
Zhang Daochang secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He usually used this move to suppress his opponents, but he didn't expect that it became a means of self-defense today.
For such a long time, although the tailless thief has been famous, Wu Gen has rarely made any moves, so many people do not know his true cultivation level.
Zhang Daochang was initially dismissive, but he didn't expect to realize that Wu Gen's sword skills were so powerful once he took action. But fortunately, today we only need to stop Wu Gen and his party, and the Heita family will handle the rest.
At this moment, a golden light flashed on Wu Gen's body, and the ripples connected to the nine people rippled sharply, and the sword's power became three points stronger.
With a crunch, the sword light fell along the crack and towards the bottom of the hill. The two insubstantial objects actually made a tooth-wrenching friction sound when they competed with each other.
With a bang, the entire hill was cut into two halves. Zhang Daochang's face turned pale and he quickly jumped aside. The bun was messy, and a long wound appeared on his body when the sword light touched it.
With a pop, Zhang Daochang couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood because the spell was broken.
The sword light split the hill and fell to the ground again. Huge air waves rolled, and the villagers staggered around. Wails and screams were heard everywhere, and a straight passage was vacated.
"Let's go." Wu Gen didn't dare to stay any longer, so he dismounted and took the lead in running along the passage to the outside of the village.
There are many people on the other side, so don't fight here. There were still spells coming from behind. Eight Cavalry took off the Sky-shattering Bow and shot arrows at the person who cast the spell behind him, suppressing the opponent's offensive.
"Don't be obsessed with fighting." Seeing that he was out of the enemy's siege, Zhuo Ke shouted loudly. The Eight Riders of Ling Yun do not have Wu Gen's level of cultivation. If they use the Blood Spirit Talisman too much, they may lose their combat power on the spot.
When he arrived at the entrance of the village, he saw that the door was closed tightly, and Wu Gen was about to open it with his knife again. The two young men standing in front of the door did not stop him. They hurried out and opened the door, signaling Wu Gen to leave the village quickly.
Wu Gen nodded at them and led his team out of the gate of Liangxi Village.
As soon as he went out, Wu Gen did not dare to stay longer. The horse under him gradually accelerated and ran towards the dark wilderness.
After walking less than two miles, Wu Gen felt the ground beneath his feet shaking a little, and his expression couldn't help but change. This meant that heavy cavalry were rushing toward him, and there were quite a few of them.
After feeling the direction of his opponent, Wu Gen turned his horse's head slightly, drew an arc, and ran away from the heavy rider.
On the right side of the forward direction, dots of torches appeared, pushing towards Wu Gen and others like waves. When these cavalrymen saw Wu Gen and others, they immediately separated out more than twenty light cavalry and cut diagonally in the direction of Wu Gen's running, trying to block their way.
At this time, Wu Genruo wanted to avoid the opponent's encirclement, so he had to turn the horse's head abruptly and escape to the left.
But if a horse galloping at high speed turns around like this, its center of gravity will inevitably become unstable, and in more severe cases, the horse's legs will be injured. And with such a turn, the speed will definitely drop.
Wu Gen waved his hand, signaling to the people behind him that they would not change direction and speed, and rush towards the heavy cavalry surrounding him.
The two teams ran in silence. Except for the sound of horses' hooves and panting, no one made a sound, chasing each other in the dark night.
The horses of these cavalrymen are indeed extraordinary, and their speed has not slowed down even after running for such a long time. On the other hand, for people like Wu Gen, the horses under them were all looted from different sources, and their foot strength was still a bit weak.
Finally, the twenty or so cavalry intercepted Wu Gen before he broke through, blocking the way of the nine cavalry. The leader was a strong man.
Wu Gen raised his knife again, preparing to cut a passage again just like he did in the village.
The sword light fell towards the opponent, but the twenty or so people were not particularly panicked. The leading muscular man grunted, and slashed with the long sword in his hand. A half-moon-shaped red sword light appeared, whistling at Wu Gen and others.
The red and black sword lights collided, making the night bright. The man grunted and stumbled down, while the knights beside him took a few steps back.
Wu Gen's arms were also a little numb. This man was actually in the fourth realm, and he was on par with him. He just took advantage of the horse's forward momentum. Moreover, Wu Gen also discovered that these heavy cavalry seemed to bear the power of his own attack together with this man.
This blow was like cutting into a thick net. Even though it was successful, the power was spread over many people, so the actual damage was not great.
At the same time, there were seven or eight riders on the opposite side who took the initiative to separate and circle towards Wu Gen and others from both sides. The sound of arrows piercing the air continued to be heard.
Wu Gen glanced at his side. In addition to the twenty or so cavalry directly opposite him, more heavy cavalry were lined up in a row, forming a sickle shape and outflanking him from the rear right direction.
Arrows were flying in the air, and the two people riding at the back of Ling Yunba's team had been hit by arrows. Fortunately, the opponent shot from a distance and was protected by armor, so no vital points were hurt.
There was no need to hesitate any longer. If he was bitten by the heavy cavalry behind him, he could escape with the help of divine movement, but the eight cavalry behind him who had been trained so hard would have to deal with it here. The current plan is to charge more than twenty riders in front of them and carve out a passage.
Wu Gen shouted violently, and his mind was running. The black sword glowed dimly in the night, and it kept spitting out, like a black flame, strange and oppressive, and fell towards the strong man in front of him again.
The strong man advanced instead of retreating, dismounted from his horse, and swung his sword fiercely. On the red sword light, a shadow of a giant bear appeared, roaring and rushing towards the black flames.
This blow was probably not easy for a man to execute. The heavy cavalry beside him were all stagnant. Even the eight people who were separated also turned around and rushed back, trying to share the pressure of their companions.
There was a muffled thunderous sound in the night sky, and the giant bear was covered in black flames, turning into mottled sparks and floating around. The strong man's face looked a little ugly, and several people behind him staggered on their horses, almost falling off their horses. This shows that there is a limit to how far the impact can be dispersed.
However, Wu Gen's attack was finally blocked, slowing down his advance and giving the heavy cavalry an opportunity to outflank him.
Wu Gen was extremely anxious, and the heavy cavalry behind him had already caught up with him. Under the light of the torch, the other party's expression was clearly visible.
Without waiting for the strength to return, the six-fold slashing of the mind meridian was forcibly moved, and the alluring sword light reappeared, more than twice as strong as before, and struck the man heavily. After the loud noise, the man screamed, and the man and the horse were divided into two parts. Several heavy riders beside him also landed and made way for a passage.
"Let's go." Wu Gen waved his hand and shouted, but when he looked back, his eyes were tearing. The heavy cavalry behind them had already come up, and the two injured people on their side had been swallowed up by the opponent's torrent.
The two turned around and fought hard, but they disappeared like a wave of waves.
