The Heavens: Starting from Traveling through Song Qingshu

Chapter 2

Hearing that the handsome man in front of her was the owner of the horse, the woman's face turned red.

She didn't seem to have much experience in walking the rivers and lakes. She pinched the corners of her clothes with her hands and pursed her lips. For a moment, she was a little ashamed to the point of being at a loss.

Song Xuan frowned, but didn't say much.

He is very familiar with this kind of thing. In the past two years, there are not one or two women who are red-eared and impassive after seeing his appearance. Mr. Song has long been used to it.

At this moment, shouts and reprimands suddenly sounded on the official road. Song Xuan looked around, but saw a large number of cavalry rushing in behind the woman.

It is the Mongolian cavalry of the Yuan Dynasty, and there are probably hundreds of them.

The plot of Yitian Tulong took place at the end of the Yuan Dynasty. The Great Yuan Empire established by the Mongols has begun to decline.

The endless stream of rebel armies from all over the country caused the Great Yuan court to suffer. Anyone can see that this huge empire is almost unable to support it.

But even so, a lean camel is bigger than a horse, and most of the provinces are still under the control of the Yuan court. Let alone ordinary people, even warriors dare not provoke the court army at will .

He didn't dare to face it, so Song Xuan consciously took out a black scarf from his sleeve robe and covered his face.

It doesn't matter whether the enemy is strong or weak, walking the rivers and lakes, there are some methods, even if they feel redundant, they are still vague.

It's just this skillful movement that stunned the woman on the horseback.

I just took a horse with me just to run away, but it seems that I provoked someone who looks very powerful!
"Boom!"

The sound of war horses gathering and charging could be heard. In this era, the Mongolian cavalry, even though their combat power had long since lost the invincibility of Genghis Khan's period, was definitely a very strong combat force.

Hundreds of cavalry gathered, and ordinary warriors would probably die under the enemy's saber and be trampled into flesh by the horse's hooves if they charged and faced each other.

It's a pity that what they met today was Song Xuan, a great master who had practiced the Nine Suns Divine Art and his internal strength had almost reached the peak of the Houtian Realm!

There was hardly any words between the two sides. After seeing the two people in front, the Mongolian cavalry not only did not slow down, but accelerated their sprint speed.

For those who are used to treating Han people as slaves, they don't even bother to ask more questions.

It's just two untouchables, just hack to death, there is no need to waste any words.

Regarding the virtues of these court cavalry, Song Xuan has already been very clear in the past two years, so he has no intention of going forward to argue at all.

Howling!

The long sword at his waist was unsheathed at some point, and a white horse streaked across the air, and fell on a willow tree by the side of the road in an instant.

Pfft!
The willow tree was chopped off in the middle, and fell heavily on the official road amidst the fallen leaves and flying dust. After that, the neighing of war horses and the roaring and shouting of Mongolian cavalry continued to resound.

The two cavalrymen who rushed to the front were thrown directly from the horses and rolled on the ground for several feet, their bodies were bloody and bloody, and they seemed to be dying.

It has to be said that these cavalrymen were really good at equestrian skills. After the initial panic, they pulled the reins one by one, and even went around to the two sides, encircling them, and rushed towards Song Xuan again.

"die!"

A cavalryman charged the fastest, with the excitement of about to kill on his ferocious face, speaking broken Chinese, raised a knife on his horse, and slashed at Song Xuan's neck.

Song Xuan's expression was as usual, and he did not see any special movements. His footsteps moved slightly, and he sideways, dodged the attacking saber, and then waved the long sword in his hand lightly!
scoff!

A huge head soared into the sky amid the gushing blood, and then fell heavily to the ground.

This sudden scene not only didn't make those cavalry retreat, but seemed to make them really angry. They all shouted, raised their sabers, and slashed at Song Xuan frantically.

Song Xuan sneered, and with a stab of the sword, more than a dozen sword shadows emerged, like the cold moon in the cold winter, shining light all over the field, attacking from every corner.

chi chi chi~~
The sound of flesh and blood being pierced came and went, and the seven or eight figures surrounding him covered their necks one by one, their eyes filled with horror.

Song Xuan didn't even look at them, his figure was like a ghost, he stepped out and appeared a few feet away.

A cavalryman only saw a vague afterimage passing in front of him, and before he could react, he felt a sore throat, and then, warm liquid began to flow.

And it was at this moment that he realized that his neck had been pierced.

But the frightening thing is that he didn't even see when the opponent made the sword!
The number of cavalry is not small, and they are also proficient in bows and horses, but what they are good at is the art of killing enemies on the battlefield. Facing this kind of martial arts master who is so deep and so high that he can't even see his shadow clearly, for a while, he was really defeated. I was stunned.

Especially when the enemy rushed into their formation, they just flickered, and then reappeared in other positions after harvesting their lives. Even if they wanted to shoot arrows, they couldn't aim.

At this moment, these cavalrymen realized that they were going to besiege and kill each other, but the result was completely opposite. There were hundreds of them, but one of them was besieged and killed!
Song Xuan's killing speed was too fast, almost within half a cup of tea, the wilderness was covered with corpses.

If the distance is widened, these Mongolian cavalry will deal with him with a rain of strong bows and arrows, which will cause him some trouble.

But in close-range encounters, without the advantage of bows and crossbows, in Song Xuan's eyes, these so-called Dayuan cavalry were nothing more than ordinary people with superficial martial arts skills.

To kill, he doesn't even need to use swordsmanship, as long as the speed of the sword is fast enough, it will be fine!

However, although he killed quickly, people are not dead. After all, some cavalrymen were timid and turned their horses' heads in advance to flee.

In this regard, Song Xuan did not pursue, but picked up a few stones on the ground, blessed them with internal energy, and then popped them out one after another.

Ordinary stones, in his hands, seemed to turn into meteors from the sky, causing a sound of piercing through the sky, and accurately shot down several fleeing cavalrymen under their horses.

So far, the whole army of this hundred-man cavalry was destroyed.

During the whole process, Song Xuan didn't ask why these people wanted to kill people, and those cavalry didn't ask Song Xuan's identity at all.

It seems that killing is a normal thing for both parties.

This is the end of the Yuan Dynasty, when human life is worthless, killing people sometimes requires no reason at all!
Only the woman who was still riding on the horse, at this moment, looked at the blood and corpses all over the ground like a Shura field, her delicate body trembled slightly, and the panic and nervous emotions surfaced on her face without any concealment.

She never thought that killing people was so simple, and even had a dizzying beauty.

Who is this young man?

With such skill, in the arena, he is definitely not an unknown person, right?

(End of this chapter)