God level villain

The huge column of sword light fell like a mountain, pressing down on Song Jungai, and everyone felt a strong sense of oppression in the hearts of death.

It is said that death is not the scariest thing, the moment when death is about to come is the most frustrating. Song Jun now has the feeling that death is about to come.

Under this kind of mentality, the hand that untied the chain became less flexible because of the extreme fear and anxiety.

boom!
A shock like the collapse of a giant mountain came, and the earth trembled!
The soil that was still stained with rainwater splashed in all directions, wave after wave. If you looked closely, you would find that most of the soil was red.

This is not red clay, but clay stained with blood.

With just one sword, a huge gap with a width of [-] meters appeared in the middle of the Song army's formation.

Where the arrow fell, the ditch was one meter deep, and the ditch was covered with piles of concrete and flesh.

The flesh and blood belonged to humans, and more of them belonged to horses.

All the people and horses in the range died, and there was not a complete body.

Those who were lucky enough not to be touched were also splashed with bloody mud on their faces. Even those who were used to seeing blood couldn't help but scream out when they touched it.

This is really different from the usual slashing and killing, and the blow to people's hearts is really too great!
"Withdraw! Withdraw! Withdraw!"

Di Qing knew clearly that it was impossible to stabilize the morale of the army, and it was impossible to restore it through tactical means. If they did not retreat, the result would only be the annihilation of the entire army.

God is pitiful, Di Qing originally came to support Xinyu full of confidence, but in the end not only failed to support, but also lost more than 1 cavalry in vain.

The loss was too great, but he had to be convinced.

The night wind is strong! Too strong!
Without the entire army, Di Qing no longer has the confidence to fight him!
Song Jun himself had no fighting intentions at all. Now that the chains had been untied, he immediately turned around and ran away when he heard Di Qing's repeated orders.

On Night Breeze's side, watching them flee, the soldiers also quickly reacted, and quickly came to Night Breeze. Several commanders quickly asked, "Your Majesty, do you want to chase them?"

However, as soon as they said this, Night Breeze collapsed weakly.

He blocked a thousand fierce horses with his internal strength earlier, and with that sword just now, he had exhausted all of Night Breeze's internal strength, and now he really couldn't bring up any trace of his internal strength.

Night Breeze shook his head, and then said to one of the commanders, "This Qiuqing is not easy to deal with, prepare a horse for me, and we'll talk about it when we go back."

As the two armies left one after another, the originally noisy battlefield became quiet in an instant, leaving only the footprints of horseshoes and flesh and blood all over the ground, as well as the several meters deep, hundreds of meters wide, headless and footless, as A canal of blood to walk on.

After a moment of silence, a figure floated down, with an ice mask and a brown leather jacket. This person was Di Shitian.

Keeping his eyes on the blood canal, he couldn't help admiring, "Tsk, this little guy has improved so fast."

Instead, he couldn't help but look at the place where Di Qing was standing, "The cloud piercing arrow is also good, but it's a pity that it lacks a good bow to match it.

Speaking of this, Di Shitian couldn't help but think of one person.

100 years ago, Emperor Shi Tianxian was so bored that he provoked disputes in the martial arts world. In the end, a young man appeared. Hurry up, when the blood of the phoenix runs out, he will die.

After many investigations, I found out that the man has a great background, he is the descendant of the God of Arrows, and that bow is the Sun Shooting Bow that everyone knows!
Compared with the Sun Shooting Bow and Bamboo Arrow, the Bao Diao Bow paired with the Cloud Piercing Arrow is undoubtedly stronger. If the Sun Shooting Bow could be paired with the Cloud Piercing Arrow, the power would be unimaginable.

With the events of the past, although Di Shitian still loves to play as before, he has not gone too far.

For the legendary sun-shooting bow, he was afraid from the bottom of his heart.

But now, if the Sun Shooting Bow is added to the dragon slaying, it will be much easier. Unfortunately, time has passed, and the current Emperor Shitian doesn't know where the Arrow God's successor is.

Ganzhou County City.

When Di Qing came back, he immediately handed over the disabled sergeant to the deputy commander, and he himself rushed into the cattle farm immediately.

The place where [-] large buffaloes were to be kept was very large. There was a long string of cowsheds, with no sides in sight. The soldiers were obviously diligent, and the surrounding area was cleaned very clean.

Just looking closely at these buffaloes, you will find that they all look a little weak. If you don't know this, you may think that the soldiers in charge of the care did not take good care of them.

In front of the cattle is a huge sports field, which is as long as the cowshed and more than 50 meters wide, and the ground is full of marks of buffaloes.

Twenty meters in front of the cowshed, there are quite a few shelves covered with armor of the Sui army, and the inside of the armor is full of rice stalks. There are [-] such shelves.

Cattle love to eat grass, but when there is no grass, rice stalks are the main food.

As soon as Di Qing arrived here, the person in charge of the breeding came to him immediately.

This person was originally the steward of the kitchen battalion, he ate better than ordinary soldiers, and he didn't have to go to the battlefield, but he was a rare character with a shiny face in the army.

"Well, has the buffalo started training?" Di Qing asked directly.

"Not yet, but I've been hungry for three days and can start training anytime," said the steward.

"Start now." Di Qing said.

"Now?"

"What? Is there a problem?" Di Qing asked back.

"No, no, this subordinate will do it now." The steward said, and immediately set about making arrangements.

At first, only one ox is loosened, while, beside a armor stand, a soldier pulls the hem of the armor open, exposing the rice stalks underneath.

All of a sudden, many buffaloes noticed, and their listless eyes were immediately revealed, very humane, like a hungry man seeing a bowl of fragrant rice.

Hum hum!
All the buffaloes screamed and began to struggle, but the ropes on their noses were still tied, and the struggle was futile.

The one that had just been let go quickly rushed out of the bullpen, and ran towards the armor shelf as fast as it could.

When he arrived in front of him, he took off the armor with the horn of the bull, saw the whole handful of straw inside, and ate it hungrily.

Seeing that this cow had something to eat, the others screamed even more pitifully, but after all, no one gave them food.

The buffalo has a big stomach. Even if it eats grass outside all day, it still needs to eat three or four handfuls of rice stalks at night, so this handful is not enough to fit between its teeth. It turned its head and looked to the side.

The other armors were all covered with rice stalks. Although the underside of the armor was not opened, a few scattered ones were already exposed at the bottom.

The buffalo turned its head and rushed over again, knocked down the armor frame, picked the armor off with its horns, and ate the forage inside.

Hungry is not the most pitiful thing. The poor thing is that I am hungry and I have to watch others eat deliciously. This time, the buffalo herd screamed louder.

As for the buffalo whose rope was loosened, it hit eight armor frames in a row and ate eight handfuls of straw before it stopped moving in satisfaction.

A soldier stepped forward and led it back to the cowshed.

At the same time, hundreds of buffaloes were released, and all of them rushed towards the armor frame. They all knocked down the armor frame one by one, used their horns to pick apart the armor, and ate the straw inside.

On average, one cow ate five handfuls of rice stalks.

Looking at the messy ground, Di Qing nodded with satisfaction, "That's right, thanks!"

An adjutant who followed Di Qing walked up to the breeder, took out ten taels of silver and handed it to him, and the breeder accepted it with a smile on his face. "Thank you Marshal!"

Di Qing waved his hand and said: "You should be rewarded for your merits, but you have to be careful when you are hungry. If you starve the buffalo to death in vain, you will be guilty of a serious crime."

These days, in the minds of most people, the value of a buffalo is actually better than a human life. The ruler is like this, but no one will say it clearly, and ordinary people themselves will regard cattle as treasures.

With so many recruits, Di Qing has also endured a lot of pressure, and the battle damage can be justified. If he dies in vain, it will be a big trouble.

"Marshal, don't worry, your subordinates will be extremely careful."

"En." Di Qing stood up in response, and said to the adjutant at the side: "Let's take a look at the Flying Blade Chariot in the equipment storehouse."

After the words fell, the two left one after another.