Mythology Starts with Childish Skills

The desolate dirt road is messy and disorderly. It is not a wide and clean official road, so few people walk this road and there are only a few people.

On all sides of the dirt road are undulating hilly slopes, as well as patches of woods and grass.

Because winter is approaching, withered leaves piled up and grass turning yellow, it looks vast and desolate.

Just on this dirt road, there was smoke and dust billowing, and the sound of horse hooves was like thunder, rolling in, as if thousands of troops were arriving.

In fact, it was just a dozen knights galloping past.

The leading knights were Meng Zhao and Meng Chuan. Following the orders of Meng Jizu, they left Nan'an County and galloped all the way to Yunwu Mountain. Behind them were more than ten powerful warriors carefully selected by the Meng Mansion, including Lu Le and his subordinates. Zhu Guangxi wearing a human skin mask.

The reason why a mere dozen riders created a mighty momentum of thousands of troops was because the horses they were riding were black-scaled horses raised by the Meng Mansion and had the blood of ferocious beasts.

Each one is tall and strong, with very powerful horses and covered with black scales.

Not only does it have amazing defensive capabilities, it also has the power to tear apart tigers and leopards.

Just when everyone was about to rush up a high slope, a group of masked and armed thieves suddenly emerged from the grass behind the slope. They lined up and blocked the road ahead.

There were about twenty of them, with different styles of clothes and many holding weapons. It looked like a ragtag group gathered together.

But the same thing is that everyone is staring at the black-scaled horse under the crotch of Meng Zhao and others with greedy and fiery eyes. If there is such a horse, the trip to Yunwu Mountain is not in vain. Why bother to plot the dragon eggs?

This group of thieves has been here for several days and has made a lot of money from robbery. Although they know that Meng Zhao and others do not seem to be easy to mess with, they are still unbearable in the face of the temptation of the black-scaled horse, so they take the risk to show up to rob plunder.

I saw a rather burly and tall man carrying a machete with a blade more than four feet long and a back several inches thick. With enough breath, he shouted loudly,

"I opened this mountain and planted this tree. If you want to live from now on, I will leave money to buy the road."

A relatively common bandit slogan. The first two sentences indicate that this is his territory, and the last two sentences say that he only wants money, not his life.

Meng Zhao gently raised his right hand holding the whip, and Meng Chuan, who was following him, and the Meng family warriors behind him all reined up and stopped. Meng Zhao himself also clamped his legs tightly, hoisted by a huge force. The black-scaled horse stayed where it was.

Meng Chuan was a little surprised. He rode forward. His majestic body like an iron tower sat on the broad horseback. He was much taller than other people, including Meng Zhao. He stood out from the crowd, so he could only lower his head and said,

"Fourth brother, what's wrong? Didn't you encounter several waves of thieves before? You can just charge directly with your horse and break through. Why do you stop here?"

The world in this world is not particularly good, because martial arts flourish and breed many evil-doing people. In the city, as well as in inhabited places such as market towns and villages, there are many bandits, wild beasts, and ferocious beasts entrenched in the wild roads. , causing great danger and harm to pedestrians.

After Meng Zhao and others deviated from the official path, they encountered three waves of thieves along the way. There were as many as hundreds and as few as dozens of thieves. They all stared at them blindly, but they were all defeated by the charge of their cavalry.

Although the group in front of them was quite impressive and powerful, they could never be Meng Zhao's opponents.

Meng Zhao's purple eyes were bright and haloed, he raised his whip and pointed at the group of horse thieves, and said with a smile,

"Fifth brother, can you see any difference between them and those stupid thieves before?"

Meng Chuan looked at it for a while and nodded.

"They are even more powerful. These people are good at martial arts, and they are not bad at all. They are definitely not comparable to the stupid thieves we encountered before."

Even so, he still didn't think so.

Not to mention that he and Meng Zhao set out this time. The warriors selected from the Meng Mansion were all masters of the acquired realm. Two of them were perfect people who had opened up the twelve main meridians and the eight extraordinary meridians. .

With their profound skills and excellent fighting techniques, the two of them could work together to kill this group of people in a very short period of time.

Not to mention that Mr. Shi, who has innate skills and ginseng, is accompanying him, so why should he be timid?

Meng Zhao looked at Meng Chuan who was eager to try and said with a smile,

"Why are you so anxious? This group of people should have come from the foot of Yunwu Mountain. They are most likely taking advantage of the chaos in Yunwu Mountain to take advantage of the fire. We just happened to catch a few people and get some news from their mouths. It’s better than a black eye.”

With that said, Meng Zhao summoned Lu Le and asked him to come forward with the Meng family warriors except Zhu Guangxi to kill the group and leave a few alive.

Lu Le took the order, immediately waved the long whip in his hand, and took the lead in charging towards the stupid thief on the hillside.

Facing the attack of more than a dozen light cavalry, the thieves who had the advantage of the high ground did not panic. Instead, under the leadership of the burly man, they pushed down the prepared boulders and rolling logs with great experience.

The smallest boulders are the size of millstones, and the rolling logs are as short as several meters. They roll down the slope, throwing up smoke and dust. Countless weeds crush the slope, leaving obvious traces. It is like Mount Tai pressing down on the top. They want to inflict heavy damage on Lu Le and others. .

Speaking of which, under normal circumstances, if the cavalry charges to a high place and is ambushed, and rolling logs and boulders fall down, they will basically suffer heavy losses. After all, it is the geographical advantage.

Lu Le and the others could easily go up lightly. As long as they were not encumbered by horses, they could easily avoid these ambush traps with their light skills. When they were in close combat, they could directly inflict heavy damage on the opponent.

However, these were all rejected by Meng Zhao, just because the horses under their crotches were black-scaled horses, not ordinary, delicate horses.

The black-scale horse is also suitable to be called a horse, and the black-scaled beast is also appropriate.

More than a dozen knights and their black-scaled horses faced the rolling boulders, logs, and smoke and dust in the sky without any fear. Just when they were about to be attacked head-on, they saw those clumsy-looking black-scaled horses like mountains. Apes and deer in streams and rivers move vertically and horizontally, avoiding various obstacles with incredible agility.

This doesn't even have anything to do with riding skills, it's entirely the natural ability of the black-scaled horse itself.

Even if it is accidentally dropped, such as stones or rolling logs hitting the front of the body, it will not cause any harm to the black-scaled horse.

Because there are warriors on horseback who use swords, whips, or various martial arts to defeat them.

In addition, the black-scaled horse itself also has strong defensive capabilities and is strong in resisting attacks.

The horse's hooves are like hammers. Even if the rocks are tough, one step on them will be enough to crush them. Their divine power is domineering.

In this case, while those stupid thieves were stunned, Lu Le and others used lightning speed to pass through the formation set up by the thieves like a wind blowing through the ruins of a building.

The sword cut off the arm, the knife cut the throat, the spear pierced the chest, the horse's hoof crushed the head...

The martial arts skills that he was proud of in the past were of no use at all, so he was killed directly.

In this way, people with high martial arts skills are no different from ordinary people who are weak and frail.

Before the blood was spilled on the slope, the air was permeated by the strong smell of blood.

In just one charge, 80% of the stupid thieves before were killed or injured, and only a few people were spared.

Among those who survived, a few were frightened and stood there in a daze, without any reaction.

There was fishy yellow water flowing directly from the crotch of one of the pants. It was so thin that it actually made him pee.