Romance of Gods

Chapter 56 Aries Transit
Chen Yan held the handle of the four-foot-long knife tightly and weighed it lightly. He estimated that the Mo Dao weighed about twenty pounds.

The slender blade is similar to the Miao Dao, but it has edges on both sides. The middle of the blade is slightly thicker and slightly raised, and the whole blade is almost as long as the handle.

Although this knife did not come with any gain-related terms, Chen Yan became more and more fond of it as he looked at it.

Buying fifteen magical talismans is a sure-profit deal.

Could it be that because of the bad luck bonus of the Broom Star, the glory of this sword was not revealed before, and he made a big mistake?

Fire rose from his palm lines and instantly wrapped Mo Dao up and down.

Clusters of blood-tinged fire clung to the blades on both sides, cheering for joy.

Blame the fire and dye!
Footsteps sounded from behind the boulder, and Feng Shanshui and three others came up.

The blade of the knife shook, the flames dissipated, and Chen Yan took the knife out from behind the boulder.

"My brothers are all very lucky. They not only saved a life, but also recovered something to eat with."

Hearing this, the three people who were wiping the weapons in their hands looked at Chen Yan together, and their eyes were immediately firmly hooked on the long knife in his hand.

"Captain Ten? This...is this a knife?"

Liu Sandi walked over with her hand knife in hand, compared the two, and bent over with a smile.

"It's the same thing that people use. The knife I, the silly elder sister, holds is thick and clumsy. The ten-capital commander is thin, and the knife he holds is also thin."

Feng Shanshui folded his hands back, clamped the two short halberds under his armpits, clicked his tongue twice, and stared at the blade intently, "This sword has some skills, it seems to be specially designed to restrain cavalry... Commander Ten, where does the sword come from?" Come?"

Chen Yan lied, "I picked it up from behind a stone. I think this weapon is also rare. Could it be that it was given by the City God again?"

"This is Mo Dao."

Su Wuchou carried a red-tasseled gun, and his eyes flitted proudly over the faces of the three of them.

"It is recorded in the "Liu Dian of the Tang Dynasty" written during the reign of Emperor Xuanzong of the previous dynasty. There is no doubt that the standard of this sword is the Mo Dao, but nowadays few people use this type of weapon."

Seeing that they were getting more and more excited, Chen Yan interrupted in time, thanked Lord Xie Chenghuang, and ordered to hurry up and hurry up.

Under the red light of the sky, the vast old mountains were like tombs. The four of them turned down the mountain and climbed over several mountains. Finally, they saw the plain battlefield filled with gunpowder smoke and littered with corpses, and the broken city in the distance.

[No trace of special items was found during the use of the compass this time. Talisman deduction: 10]

Chen Yan shook his head, put away the palm-sized cyan compass, his eyes flickered, and he carefully looked at the surrounding environment.

Suddenly, his steps gradually slowed down, his ears twitched slightly, and the sound of continuous footsteps was coming from far away.

Driving from the south, there was the sound of horse hooves.

"stop!"

Liu Sandi stopped humming to the faint sound of the horn; Su Wuchou put the ancient book into his arms; Feng Shanshui withdrew his worried eyes from the night sky.

The three of them squatted beside Chen Yan, hiding their bodies in the lush thatch.

"Captain Ten, what's wrong?"

Chen Yan looked around, made a silent gesture, and waited to see what would happen.

Seeing Chen Yanshen's mysterious appearance, the three of them didn't say much, but they felt that their captain had changed a lot since he woke up this time.

Guarantee is another method of the City God.

After a while, seeing the calm down the mountain, and walking on the mountain road at night, they only ate a few rotten fruits along the way. Except for Liu Sandi, the other two gradually slacked off and yawned softly.

"What~"

"Baa~baa!"

Sheep bleating?

The shrill cry of sheep suddenly sounded in the calm night, which was particularly refreshing.

Chen Yan exchanged glances with the three of them quickly, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on the tips of their noses.

The sheep's cry was too weird, like it was roaring and crying at the top of its lungs.

Snapped!
The thin whip blasted the air, and the sheepherder with a sash hanging on his shoulder pulled a black rope and wound it into the valley from behind.

Then there was the constant sound of sheep braying. Hundreds of goats had black ropes around their necks and were leaning closely together.

A pale, wrinkled curtain was held in the hands of the shepherd and moved forward reluctantly.

"Let's go, there is a grand scene in the world ahead. Isn't it happier than eating grass here?"

The sheepherder laughed, grabbed a handful of fried rice from the sack, stuffed it into his mouth and started chewing it.

When the team moved further forward, two slowly moving tall iron towers appeared on both sides of the sheep.

"Iron floating map!"

The three of them looked at each other fiercely and chewed their teeth loudly.

Chen Yan pondered, this is the iron pagoda, the heavy cavalry of the Jin Army, and it is indeed well-deserved.

The Heilongjiang horse, which has great cold resistance, is the maneuverable core of this iron tower.

In addition to the armor he wore, the sergeant he was carrying was even more armed to the teeth.

Except for the eyes, the rest of the body is wrapped in thick armor. The only ones in the Song army that can compete with them are those equipped with infantry armor.

Even though it is carrying a load of several hundred kilograms, the horse still appears to be taking a leisurely stroll when walking.

Facing this kind of self-propelled fortress, the role of submachine guns is probably minimal.

"Good guy, are these goats the food and grass they foraged from everywhere?"

"It's strange. There has been war in the north for many years, and ten houses are empty. Where can they find so many sheep for them to catch?"

Liu Sandi's eyes were red, she knocked the knife on the stone, making a friction sound, and a few words popped out from between her teeth.

"These evil thieves are capable of this."

Several people spoke in low voices, and the conversation was drowned in the bleating of sheep.

Chen Yan turned his attention to the sheepherder.

Name: Sun Er

Age: 37
Occupation: Sheepherd
……

Name: Abu Hantie

Age: 26
Occupation: Golden Cavalry
Status: Calm
Talent: Natural brute strength [Strength far beyond ordinary people] Skills: Spear skills (up to 30%) Wrestling (up to 20%) Equestrian (up to 40%)

Technique: None

……

Name: Wen Gusun
Age: 30
Occupation: Golden Cavalry
……

Skills: Ancient martial arts (59% above) Equestrian (98% above)

"O Lei...Duhu..."

After reading the information about the five people, Chen Yan had an estimate in his mind.

When he was about to look back, he saw the sheep in his peripheral vision, and a few veins popped out on his forehead. He narrowed his eyes slightly and said calmly: "Kill them."

"What!" Feng Shanshui was shocked.

Su Wuchou came to his senses, "Just the four of us?"

Liu Sandi sneered, "In the battle of Xiaoshangqiao, we are not just one against a hundred, but we are afraid of just these four lumps of iron?"

"Sister, I'm not afraid. I'm just worried that there will be reinforcements behind me. If I go down hastily, I'm afraid that the sheep will fall into the tiger's mouth."

"Just a few."

Chen Yan raised his hand to silence the three of them.

"Liu Sandi and Su Wuchou follow the order. You split up to make some noise to attract the enemy's attention."

"As ordered!"

After giving the order, Su and Liu immediately disappeared.

"Feng Shanshui, keep an eye on that sheepherder, don't let him get away."

"Yes." Feng Shanshui cupped his hands and hesitated for a moment, "What about the tenth captain?"

"I kill the enemy."

……

Wen Gusun is not only the elder among the four, but also the leader of this escort team.

Although he was walking on the left and all three of them were out of sight, he could still tell from the clanking stirrups that the three of them were distracted at the moment.

The current quiet environment made it easy for people to relax their vigilance. He allowed several children to take a break, but he couldn't.

Having fought with Song for many years, he knew the cunningness of the Song army.

Especially the Yue Family Army who once forced them into a desperate situation. This group of barbarians can jump out from anywhere.

His sight stopped on the mountains on the west side. Under the blood-red sky, the dark and smooth old mountains looked like the backs of creeping beasts.

The hot wind smeared on his eyelashes, turning into fine beads of sweat. When his vision blurred, he seemed to see a figure suddenly rising from the top of the mountain.

"The Yue Family Army! Charge into the formation!"

Liu Sandi raised her knife high and shouted loudly.

Su Wuchou, who was hiding on the mountainside, immediately picked up the spear in his hand, and huge rocks and rotten trees rolled down the mountainside.

"Yue Family Army!"

Wen Gusun's scalp was numb and he shouted loudly, speaking in a clear tone.

"Enemy attack! (Jurchen language)"

The sheep were commotion, the horses roared, the grass was flying, and the dust and mist were billowing.

Abu Hamtie and the other two men immediately came to their senses, reined in their reins, and looked towards the mountains together.

Just when the four of them were nervous and felt as if they were facing a formidable enemy, Sun Er, who had been shepherding sheep here for many years, was very calm.

He carefully observed the disturbance and shouted loudly: "Generals! There is a fraud! There is no ambush by the Song army here. I think they are bluffing bandits!"

After hearing this, Wen Gusun quickly regained his composure, turned around and said: "I have important things to do, so I shouldn't stay for a long time..."

Before he finished speaking, the horse under his crotch suddenly started to wander restlessly.

In the dark horse's eyes, an unobtrusive black shadow was quickly rolling down the hillside, approaching him.

"Hey!"

The war horse suddenly neighed and raised its front hooves vigorously.

Wen Gusun's body was unstable and he shouted subconsciously. The cold bloody sword light shattered and the choking dust suddenly swayed on his face.

Where are these people from?
Wen Gusun looked at the man who suddenly lay on the side of the horse, his back facing the sky. He quickly choked the man and was filled with shock. Without thinking, he quickly pierced the man with the spear in his hand.

Chen Yan lay calmly on the ground, staring at the horse's hooves that were stepping down on his shoulders like iron hammers. The Mo Dao in his hand was slightly slanted, and he quickly crossed it, then cut it back immediately. He shook the spear away with a bang and rolled away with his body.

With a slight shock, Wen Gusun's tiger's mouth went numb. He had no time to sigh at the enemy's bravery and supernatural power. He failed to hit the target, and the muscles in his arms tensed. He was about to pursue, but his body instantly lost balance and leaned forward suddenly.

Two clouds of blood mist exploded at low altitude. The war horse whined and fell straight down. In the flash of lightning, the horse's head smashed to the ground. Under the pressure of the heavy armor, the bloody spine broke and pierced the tough horse hide with a pop. , tore through the armor and stabbed out diagonally.

The broken hooves fell to the ground, reflected in the eyes that were rapidly losing their aura.

Wen Gusun was thrown to the ground at the same time. He dragged his heavy armor and struggled to turn over. Bang, the blood-stained boots stepped on him.

Abu Handie and others were horrified when they saw this and quickly rode on their horses, but the chaotic flock of sheep and the rolling rocks blocked their progress.

Chen Yan stepped on Wen Gusun's heavy breastplate. Without the protection of heavy armor, if he hadn't cut off the horse's hoof with Mo Dao, this heavily armored cavalry would have been difficult to deal with.

Mo Dao stabbed down, the tip of the knife got stuck on the iron scarf, and looked into the angry eyes exposed under Wen Gusu's mask.

Have you ever eaten tortoise?
The tip of the knife was lifted out, and sparks flew everywhere, and the sword flew up.

Open the shell!
Wen Gusun gave a strange roar, his face was ferocious, and he raised his fists to hit the blade.

Chen Yan twisted his wrist, his sharp edge was revealed, blood spurted out, and his head was raised.

The big head was about to roll away. With his quick eyes and quick hands, he pierced his face with the tip of the knife, turned around and ran back to the mountainside.

At the same time, the blood-stained blade glowed with a strange light.

[The Gumo Sword has swallowed the blood of the enemy, the special event has started, the current revenge progress: 10%]

(End of this chapter)