Douluo's Drunk Red Dust

Zui Hongchen killed seven or eight ordinary infantry along the way. The soul-guided sword in his hand did not stop at all, and he chopped off the head of a knight.

The battle robe and light armor on his body were quickly stained red with blood, and the white horse under his crotch was blooming with blood plum blossoms, which was really beautiful.He did not rein in his horse and stopped, leading his Qianqi like a sharp sword into the center of the Beiyuan army.

Sun Er looked cold. At this time, he was Zui Hongchen's bodyguard. He waved his saber to cover Zui Hongchen's charge. He pinned the Beiyuan soldiers who had made a sneak attack to the spot with one knife and urged his horse to keep up with Zui Hongchen's pace.

Most of the Dingling Guards were on the battlefield for the first time. They were young recruits. If they had not charged with the cavalry of the Sun and Moon Empire, most of the Dingling Guards might have been killed in one round trip.

Song Ziqing shouted loudly, twisted the Iron King Spear in his hand into Colonel Beiyuan's chest, used his left hand to cut off the opponent's head and hung it next to the saddle.

Liu Hu led the charge and followed closely, leading the group of soul engineers at the front.The group of soul engineers behind him rode on tall horses, raised their soul guidance rays, and the red light flew around, harvesting lives with ease.

Zui Hongchen blinked and realized that there was a wasteland in front of him. He looked sideways and found Song Ziqing riding a horse beside him, also covered in blood.

The two nodded to each other and led their troops to charge back again.

The whines, roars, and clashes of weapons that reached his ears made Zui Hongchen turn slightly pale. He knew that as a cavalryman, he could not stop here.

Once you stop, you'll be besieged by the enemy.

"Kill the enemy!"

The soul-guided sword in his hand was reaping the lives of Beiyuan soldiers, and blood was flying. Beiyuan soldiers were no match at all. Facing the attacking cavalry, they had no power to fight back, and they all killed them at their necks.

In his daze, he suddenly heard shouts of long live coming from the Sun and Moon Empire.

"The Emperor takes the lead in the charge! The Emperor charges!"

Zui Hongchen wiped away the bloodstains in front of his eyes and went away after hearing the sound. He saw that the Sun and Moon Emperor was now wearing dazzling armor, holding a spear in his hand, and carrying eight soul rings. A purple dragon vaguely appeared behind him, and the purple dragon opened its mouth. Letting out a dragon roar, he crossed the Bingjiang River under the protection of the army and charged towards the soldiers of Beiyuan.

"Your Majesty charges!"

Zui Hongchen raised his soul guide sword and shouted, and the cavalry behind him turned red with excitement.He aimed at the flag of the Beiyuan tribe and waved his soul guide sword, "Wan Sheng!"

"Wan Sheng!"

Riyue's cavalrymen's eyes immediately turned red, and they all shouted, and followed Zui Hongchen in rushing towards the Beiyuan tribe's flag.

He drew his sword and swung it down. The light cavalrymen fell down, and their eyes suddenly became clear.

Under that flag, dozens of people in luxurious clothes were sitting on horseback, with expressions of confusion and fear on their faces.

Although Zui Hongchen didn't know their identities, the men standing under the commander's banner must not be ordinary soldiers, so he charged forward with his sword.

One of them sneered, and four soul rings suddenly flashed beside him, one white, two yellow, and one purple. Under the flash of soul skills, an exquisite halberd appeared in his hand and rushed towards Zui Hongchen. come over.

Zui Hongchen snorted, and a soul ring also appeared next to him, two yellow and one purple in a perfect configuration. The soul-guided sword in his hand emitted a burst of silver-white light, and it went straight towards the opponent's halberd.

With the help of soul skills, his strength, soul attributes and speed increased. Along with a burst of strange fragrance, Zui Hongchen appeared in front of the opponent.

The enemy took a breath of the fragrance, his head suddenly buzzed, and he was stunned for a moment.This moment of loss of consciousness was fatal on the battlefield. He came back to his senses and raised his halberd and sword to intersect.

"Crack!"

The soul-guided sword flew past the halberd and pierced his head and neck.

"The Dingling Man is mighty!"

The knights raised their guns and roared, and began to besiege the soul master tribe leaders like wolves among sheep.

Zui Hongchen did not stop. He knew that although these people were soul masters, their combat effectiveness in a chaotic battle was obviously not as good as when fighting alone, but a skinny camel was bigger than a horse, and the sooner they were dealt with, the better.

He cut off the man's head. He didn't care about his identity. He drew his sword and surrounded the group of tribal leaders and killed them.

"The enemy general has been beheaded!"

The knights picked up the heads of the tribal leaders and held them high in the sky.

Song Lian's sharp eyes discovered that the head of Hu'ermu, the leader of the tribal alliance, had been cut off at some point and was carried next to Zui Hongchen's saddle. He couldn't help shouting, "Hulmu is dead."

"Hulmu is dead!" the Sun and Moon soldiers shouted.

The soldiers of Beiyuan looked towards the direction of the central army at the rear and found the big flag that had not fallen down. . .broken!

Among the heads held high in the sky, is there one that belongs to the leader of his tribe?

The soldiers of Beiyuan had their liver and gallbladder broken, abandoned their helmets and armor, and fled deep into Beiyuan.

Some of them cried and some screamed. The flagpole in their hands broke. When they saw the head of the tribal leader raised high in the sky, they lost all courage to resist and relied on instinct to run in the direction of their tribe.

Zui Hongchen gasped, his arms shaking.

A group of knights chased the Beiyuan soldiers and came to his side. Zui Hongchen perked up and clasped his fists on his horse, "Your Majesty!"

The Sun and Moon Emperor also killed many people. The bloody spear in his hand was the best proof. The purple dragon behind him was spinning in the sky. It could be said that he was entering and exiting an uninhabited land.

A few purple dragon scales appeared on the emperor's face. He laughed, his voice was magnetic, and he raised his saber.

"Dingling Man, follow me to kill the enemy!"

"Here!"

The original long soul-guiding knife was soaked in blood and its tentacles were slippery, so Zui Hongchen immediately replaced it with another one.

"Hongchen, I'm coming."

Song Ziqing rode his horse to his side, and the two quickly gathered the knights behind them and rushed in front of the Sun and Moon Emperor.

The pursuit lasted for three days, killing as many as a thousand remnants of the Northern Plains tribe along the way. The cavalry pursued them until they came to a stop near the far north.

The Sun and Moon Emperor symbolically charged for a while before returning to the Chinese army camp. The Duke of Yue immediately sent his generals to lead several teams of cavalry to pursue and kill. Zui Hongchen also took the order to lead two teams of knights to hunt down the remnants of the tribe.

He fell off the horse and was hugged by Sun Er, who placed him on the ground.

Zui Hongchen's excited spirit suddenly slumped, and for a while he couldn't even hold the knife.

Facing the blowing snowflakes, the Dingling Guards and the two teams of knights dismounted and lit fires. This place was close to the far north, and the temperature suddenly dropped. Even the Sun and Moon Cavalry wearing thick winter clothes felt a chill. meaning.

Zui Hongchen patted his cheek, stood up and looked around, pointing to the forest not far away that was connected to the Far North.

"Enter the forest to camp, start resting, and count the casualties."

"Here!"

The cavalry surrendered, and many of their horses were already frothing at the mouth. If they continued to pursue them, they would probably die of exhaustion.

Zui Hongchen breathed a sigh of relief and refreshed after taking a sip of cold water. He knew it was not the time to sleep, so he patted his numb thighs. He led the northern colt into the forest and directed the knight to start lighting a fire for cooking. , set up camp.

Deep in the forest, in the center of the far north, a pair of cold eyes slowly opened, as if sensing something, they looked far away in the direction of Zui Hongchen.