Chapter 90

Tang Yin was thoughtful and could think of everything even in an emergency, leaving Zhang Zhou and the main force of the First Corps behind to prevent the barbarians from attacking from the east to the west.

"But...but..." Although Tang Yin's arrangement was appropriate, Zhang Zhou still felt it was inappropriate. He said: "How about this, sir, stay in the city, and I will take my brothers to go to the rescue first!"

Tang Yin said in a deep voice: "Now is not the time to argue. Do what I want immediately. This is an order!"

After hearing this, Zhang Zhou didn't dare to talk nonsense anymore, and hurriedly asked people to prepare horses. He also selected a hundred soldiers with good riding skills and asked them to follow Tang Yin.

Tang Yin took the two Shangguan brothers and more than 20 guards, plus the 100 soldiers, on horseback out of the border town and headed straight for Yuanwang County.

There were only more than a hundred of them, and they went to reinforce Yuanwang County, which had been attacked by thousands of barbarians. This was unbelievable in the eyes of Zhang Zhou and others, and could even be said to be a reckless move.

Of course, Tang Yin was not reckless. He was actually very cautious in doing things. A thousand barbarians might seem like a lot to ordinary people, but in his eyes, it was nothing. What's more, he had Shangguan brothers with profound cultivation beside him. Thousands of enemies are no problem at all. Read the full text.

In addition, he was still a little excited. This was his first time against the barbarians. He also wanted to see how powerful the legendary barbarians were. They could make the garrison in Pingyuan County suffer losses again and again, and they were as fearful as tigers and leopards. .

Yuanwang County is indeed very close to the border town and can be reached in less than an hour by riding a fast horse.

When Tang Yin and others approached Yuanwang County, they heard bursts of killing shouts, roars and roars from people fighting in the distance.

Seeing this, Tang Yin accelerated his horse speed, turned around and shouted to his men: "Get ready to fight!" Before he could finish his words, spiritual energy spread out, forming a black and shiny spiritual armor on his body.

The two brothers Shangguan Yuanwu and Shangguan Yuanbiao also generated spiritual armor, picked up their spears, and transformed them into spirits.

As they approached the edge of the town, all they saw were soldiers from the city-state of Besa.

The barbarian soldiers are extremely strong, and on average are about a head taller than the wind people. They wear rough iron armor, have no helmets on their heads, and have disheveled hair. Some of them have various colors painted on their faces and have dark skin. Looking at it coldly, it looks like a wild beast.

The style of the barbarian soldiers was more like that of wild beasts, ruthlessly killing all living things they could see, and frantically looting everything they could move away.

The barbarian soldiers on the periphery were loading the looted property into the carriage. Suddenly they saw more than a hundred horses of Tang Yin galloping towards him. The barbarian soldiers put down their things, picked up their weapons, and swarmed forward.

Before the two sides came into contact, there were only a few buzzing sounds, and more than a dozen flying axes whirled through the sky, heading straight for Tang Yin, who was at the front of the team.

The flying ax was fast, and Tang Yin's movements were even faster. He immediately released the reins of his horse and showed his two swords. The light of the sword flashed by, and the flying axes were knocked to the ground one after another.

Before the barbarian soldiers could react, Tang Yin clamped the horse's belly with both feet. He got off the horse, Ruying, and understood what he meant. The speed instantly increased to the fastest. At this time, the Ruying horse, as its name suggests, seemed to be torn apart. Arrows and lightning rushed into the crowd of barbarians.

Boom!

With a muffled sound, the chest of the barbarian soldier who bore the brunt was kicked by a horse's hoof, and his whole body was ejected backwards like a cannonball, knocking over a large group of barbarian soldiers behind him. Taking advantage of the commotion in the enemy camp, Tang Yin spiritualized the two swords and merged them into one, forming a long black sickle.

He held the knife in one hand and swung it down fiercely. He heard several clicks and clicks, and the three barbarian soldiers on the horse side were chopped into two pieces with their armors attached.

"ah--"

Tang Yin's ferocity did not scare away the barbarians, but instead aroused their bloodthirsty nature. Dozens of barbarians surrounded him in the center with howls and strange screams, and spears and spears were stabbed all over his body.

Although the war horse Ruying was good, Tang Yin was still not used to fighting on horseback. In the chaos of the battle, he not only had to protect himself, but also the horse he was dismounting from. He seemed a little confused for a while. At this moment, the two Shangguan brothers and the soldiers below arrived. No one else needed to take action. The spears of the two Shangguan brothers alone were enough to hurt the barbarians.

The two spiritual spears were like two venomous snakes that became feudal lords upon seeing blood. Every time they were thrust out, they would be accompanied by heart-rending screams. There would always be barbarian soldiers spurting blood and falling to the ground, unable to get up again.

Most of the dozens of barbarian soldiers fell down in an instant under the joint attack of Tang Yin and others.

At this moment, the town was buzzing with people and footsteps rumbling. Tang Yin looked up and saw that at least eight or nine hundred barbarian soldiers swarmed out of the town, and the number was still increasing.

With a cold snort in his heart, Tang Yin turned over and dismounted, dragging his sickle forward to meet him.

As soon as the two sides came into contact, he swung the sickle in his hand horizontally, and screams suddenly broke out. The barbarian soldiers in the front row all spurted blood from their chests and fell on their backs. The barbarian soldiers behind did not seem to notice the tragic death of their companions. They stepped on the corpse and rushed to Tang Yin, surrounding him. Then, battle axes, long swords, and broad knives came from all directions, slashing and stabbing.

Because of the spiritual armor protecting his body, Tang Yin was not very active in dodging, but the sickle in his hand would be swung out from time to time, and its sharp blade would break regardless of whether it touched a weapon or heavy armor.

In a short time, as many as thirty barbarians fell under his sword. Their blood stained the ground scarlet, but the barbarians were like moths fluttering into the flame, still attacking Tang Yin in a steady stream.

The two sides fought in chaos, but there were too many barbarian soldiers. Soon Tang Yin, Shangguan brothers and others dispersed.

He vaguely heard the sounds of fighting in the center of the town, thinking that his own defenders were still there. He mustered up all his strength and charged into the town.

The barbarian soldiers were fierce and numerous, and when one fell, they were immediately replaced by another, in an endless stream that seemed to have no end.

Tang Yin couldn't remember how many enemies he had killed in total, but the gradually empty spiritual energy reminded him that the fighting time was not short.

He held the knife in one hand and passed a barbarian soldier who was rushing toward him. When the opponent passed by him, he reached back and grabbed the barbarian soldier by the back of his neck. The fire of darkness burned in his palm. With a bang, the barbarian soldier's body immediately turned into smoke, and the owner's armor and clothes were scattered on the ground.

This sudden dark fire startled the surrounding barbarian soldiers, but they were only stunned for a moment. The barbarian soldiers' attack started again, even more fierce and desperate than before.

Kill endless ghosts looking for death! The corners of Tang Yin's mouth raised, and he continued to use the Dark Fire. Black mist rose up from time to time around him, and pieces of armor were scattered all over the ground.

While he was frantically sucking spiritual energy, he suddenly heard a dull whistling sound coming from behind him. Before he could turn around to look, there was a loud bang, and he felt as if his back was hit by a running rhinoceros. He jumped forward involuntarily.

Boom!

Tang Yin's body was ejected forward and hit the earth wall. Due to the great momentum, he knocked out a large round hole in the earth wall as high as one person, and his whole body was rolled into the wall.

Without the spiritual armor, this blow would have broken his bones and tendons, but at this time, the spiritual armor on his body played a vital role in resisting fatal injuries.

The moment he fell to the ground, he immediately jumped up from the ground. Although he looked disgraced, his body was not injured, but the powerful impact shocked him a little.

He shook his head and looked up, only to see a tall and strong man standing outside the wall.

The barbarian soldiers are already tall and tall, but this man is a head taller and stronger than the surrounding barbarian soldiers. He is at least two meters tall, and his arms are as thick as ordinary people's thighs. Standing in the crowd, Standing out from the crowd, looking coldly like a monster whose head has become a spirit.

This strong man is holding an oversized hammer in his hand. Judging from its size, it is estimated to weigh three to four hundred kilograms. The body of the hammer is half black and half white, and the head of the hammer is lined with spikes. Such a strange shape is obviously a sign of spiritual transformation. There is no need to ask about the weapon behind him. The blow he suffered in the back just now must have been caused by this person.

It turns out that there are also spiritual cultivators among the barbarian soldiers! Tang Yin shook his body and the dust fell off his body. He took a step forward and slowly raised the sickle, pointing at the strong man.

Although the words are not clear, the actions can tell everything.

At this time, the strong man was far more surprised than Tang Yin. He struck hard with all his strength. Even if he failed to kill the opponent, he could at least seriously injure him. However, looking at Tang Yin's appearance, he didn't appear to be injured at all. He must have had a lot of spiritual energy. Extraordinarily profound cultivation.

The strong man was stunned for a moment, then howled suddenly, knocked down the crumbling earth wall in front of him, and rushed toward Tang Yin.

Boom, boom, boom!

Every time the strong man took a step, he made a heavy muffled sound. Without taking any action, the momentum alone was terrifying enough.

However, he could scare others, but he could not scare Tang Yin.

Seeing the other party approaching him, Tang Yin swerved behind the strong man like a ghost with the giant hammer hitting his head viciously.

Boom!

The giant hammer did not hit Tang Yin, but hit the ground hard. The force was so strong that it made a large crater more than half a meter wide in the ground, and the ground beneath his feet trembled.

When the dust floating in the air dispersed, the handsome man lowered his head and looked again. There was no trace of Tang Yin in front of him.

He was full of doubts. Did he use too much force and smash the other person into a meat pie?

Just when he was about to lift the hammer and take a closer look, he suddenly felt his shoulders sinking, as if he was being pressed down by something.

Before he could react, he suddenly heard someone above his head say: "I'll accept this feast, your Excellency!"

He didn't understand Feng Guo's language, but upon hearing the words, the strong man's face suddenly changed in shock, and he instinctively looked up.

He saw nothing else but a big hand grabbing his face.

Bang!

The palms covered with spiritual armor grasped his cheeks like iron pincers, and through the gaps between his fingers, he saw Tang Yin standing on his shoulders.

The other party was clearly only in front of me, so why would he run to his shoulders now? The strong man couldn't figure out the reason even if he tried hard.

His heart was shocked, and he screamed subconsciously. He was about to bend down and throw Tang Yin off him, but at this moment, Tang Yin's palms burned with black fire, and the blazing black flames spread from the strong man's cheeks. It spread all over his body.