Infinite Script Killing

Nothing is more motivating than a winning battle.

Xu Tong knew that the mood of Ge Zhuo and others was even more so at this moment, and the next step was to quickly clean up the battlefield.

Gao Zhuo liked this kind of thing the most, but the only displeasure was that Chang Wuxue was too cruel. The barbarian leader he killed was quite strong, but it was a pity that Chang Wuxue chopped off his head with a knife.

In response to this, Chang Wuju just sat aside and gently stroked the black water dragon tooth, grinning, as if I didn't hear it.

It is a bit difficult to transform all these corpses into zombies, and it will take a certain amount of time.

But those war horses are good trophies.

Although the Northern Barbarians are barren, they sit on the grassland and the war horses they cultivate are far better than those of Tiangan.

Xu Tong called Ge Zhuo and asked if they knew how to fight on horseback.

Fighting on horseback and fighting on the ground are completely different things. Fortunately, veterans like Ge Zhuo still have some basic skills in mounted combat.

But it's just a bit basic.

Seeing this, Xu Tong thought for a moment and decided to let each of them get three war horses, and kill all the other horses and throw them to Gao Zhuo.

This makes Ge Zhuo and others very distressed. Such a war horse costs at least a hundred taels of silver in Tianqian.

It would be a shame to kill them all like this.

Xu Tong also knew that it was a pity, but he had no better choice. Besides, if he killed the war horse and handed the body to Gao Zhuo, he could ask Gao Zhuo to turn the war horse into a zombie horse when needed. Although its function would be greatly reduced, It won't be considered a waste.

The problem Xu Tong faces now is that there are too few people on their side.

If he wants to form a cavalry regiment, he must absorb the scattered defeated troops as soon as possible.

But this place is too big. Even with Li Bo, a jungle expert, gathering these remnants is a time-consuming and labor-intensive task.

Just when Xu Tong felt a headache from this, a sparrow flapped its wings and landed on Li Bo's shoulder. After a while of chirping, Li Bo's expression changed: "Head, there is a team heading towards us. Hurry, the number of people is very small, only about a dozen people!"

"A dozen people?"

When Xu Tong heard this, he simply called everyone and asked them to hide the bodies and pretend to be Northern Barbarians to see what these dozen people were doing here.

In order to appear more like a northern barbarian man, Xu Tong also put on a Jack mask, changing his appearance and making himself more rugged.

Not long after, a group of people appeared outside the camp.

Before they could get closer, Xu Tong followed Brother Yelujin and others out of the camp.

"What are you doing here??"

When the other party saw Brother Yelujin, he was startled and his expression instantly became very uncomfortable.

Brother Yelujin naturally didn't speak, but Xu Tong rode forward on his horse and looked at the group of people with side eyes.

I found that there were many differences between the dozen people and the other barbarians. They were also wearing leather armor, but the leather armor on these people was particularly exquisite, with gold-gilt patterns on it, and the long knives at their waists were inlaid with gems.

The leader, in particular, does not look like a barbarian, but rather like a Han. This guy is wearing a blue-gray robe, with a goatee on his slender face. No matter how he looks at it, he matches the rugged style of the Northern Barbarians. He couldn't get up, so he reined up his horse and asked, "What are you doing here?"

"Ha!" Goatee curled his lips, raised his head and said: "We are here under the order of the fourth prince. We have important things to do. Get out of the way quickly and don't delay our important things!"

No wonder Goatee looked so unkind when he saw Brother Yelujin. The master they served was none other than Brother Yelujin's brother, Yeluqi.

The king has eight sons in total, and the fourth prince is the strongest.

Without him, it’s because Yeluqi’s mother clan is so powerful, it is the Xiao family of the Northern Barbarians. How powerful the Xiao family is in the Northern Barbarians. Just listen to the names of Uncle Yeluqi and you will know that the King of the Western Courtyard of the Northern Barbarians, the Northern Barbarians Dinghai Shenzhen, the commander-in-chief of the Southern Expedition, the third in the world, Xiao Leshan!

Even the Northern Barbarian King must be polite when meeting him. To put it bluntly, with Xiao's support, the world will belong to the fourth prince sooner or later.

As for the other princes, it can be said that they are all incompetent, especially Brother Yelujin in front of them. He is simply a joke to their northern barbarians. A bastard is worthy of being compared with the fourth prince and others.

Xu Tong didn't know the reason. Seeing Goatee's arrogant face, Xu Tong smiled coldly and immediately signaled to make way.

"Huh, that's pretty much it!"

Goatee raised his head and led the group of people into the camp slowly.

However, as soon as they entered the camp, Goatee felt that something was wrong.

Although most of the corpses were dragged into the tents and the ground was sprinkled with loess, the smell of burning and the strong smell of blood lingered in the air.

"Sir, something is wrong!"

The Northern Barbarian men following on both sides glanced at the new soil on the ground, and immediately had a bad feeling. They pulled their horses to turn around, but when they turned around, they saw that Xu Tong and others were already riding their horses towards They charged straight at us.

"Brother Yelujin, you are crazy!"

Upon seeing this, Goatee screamed and urged his men to rush forward, but at this time, Ge Zhuo and others who were lying in wait had already rushed forward with long knives.

The advantage of a war horse is not only its high strength, it is also good at charging and slashing. It can be difficult for ordinary people to stop it by borrowing horse power from others.

But there was no charging horse. Facing veterans like Ge Zhuo, they suffered a big loss at once. Ge Zhuo rolled on the ground and slashed the horse's legs first with his sword.

These war horses screamed, and even the Northern Barbarian warriors on horseback fell heavily to the ground. Then they were swarmed by other soldiers and chopped into eight pieces with random swords.

In just a moment, Xu Tong and others had already rushed over. Xu Tong raised his hand and struck with two sword energy. After easily dispatching the two northern barbarian warriors, he jumped up and grabbed the hair of his goatee. Throw him to the ground.

Now Goatee was moaning in agony. After Ge Zhuo and others dealt with the northern barbarian warriors, they rushed over with a knife: "You are a traitor. You should be killed for treason and seeking glory!"

No matter what era, people will hate traitors.

Fortunately, Xu Tong stretched out his hand to stop Ge Zhuo: "Don't worry, first ask this person what he is doing here!"

Seeing Xu Tong speak, Ge Zhuo put away the big knife in his hand, turned around and went aside to concentrate on cutting his ears.

Xu Tong took off his Jack mask, revealing Yang Hong's appearance. He looked at the frightened goatee on the ground. He squatted down and looked at the goatee in front of him with a smile: "Where are you from? What's your name?"

"I...I...I, Yang Xiaoren, am originally from the Xuankun country. However, my country was ruined and my family was destroyed. I was captured by the barbarians and had no choice but to surrender to the barbarians. General, spare your life, general, spare your life!"

Yang Xiaoren saw that Xu Tong and others were not barbarians, so he quickly begged for mercy.

Xu Tong narrowed his eyelids slightly when he heard this: "Oh, it turns out that you and I are from the same hometown and have the same surname."

After saying that, he personally pulled Yang Xiaoren up from the ground. Hearing Xu Tong's words, Yang Xiaoren was overjoyed and looked at Xu Tong in surprise: "It turns out that the general is also a Xuankun person."

"Of course, I was already a child in the third year of Xuankun. If it hadn't been for Beiman, I would have had to take the Jinshi exam this year."

"Oh my, in the third year of Xuan Kun, the general was afraid that he was no more than a young man. He is a wizard in ancient and modern times. If it weren't for the Northern Barbarians, he would undoubtedly be the number one scholar in the Jin Dynasty this year."

Yang Xiaoren was good at flattering him, and he spoke so eloquently that it was very helpful to Xu Tong's face. Xu Tong sighed and said meaningfully: "Yes, if there were no Northern Barbarians..."

Then the voice changed: "What on earth are you doing here??"

"This..." Yang Xiaoren was silent for a few seconds and carefully glanced at Ge Zhuo and others who were cutting off their ears. The ears of the Northern Barbarians were very large and had a copper nail ring on the left ear as a mark of adulthood. .

Therefore, military exploits are often exchanged for these left ears. The bloody ears are hung in the cloth bag around the waist, and the bag is almost soaked with blood.

After swallowing and spitting, Yang Xiaoren whispered: "Fourth Prince Yeluqi, let us gather the scattered tribes of various tribes and prepare to concentrate our forces to cooperate with the main force of the Northern Barbarians to surprise the Tiangan army."

"Surprise attack!"

Xu Tong raised his eyebrows. He remembered that it was mentioned in the script that this battle caused Tiangan great losses, and he almost even broke through the city gate.

According to the script, it was the Heavenly Stem General who defended the area until heavy snowfall forced the Northern Barbarians to retreat.

But the specific content is not said much, because the previous team did not follow this route at all, resulting in a lot of missing content in this content that should be the main line.

"Sir, what are your plans next? I have a plan that will ensure your promotion and fortune."

Seeing Xu Tong's silence, Yang Xiaoren immediately pulled Xu Tong aside, secretly glanced at Brother Yelujin who was riding on the war horse, and said in a low voice: "My lord, the fourth prince of the Northern Barbarians is the real one. He has the appearance of an emperor, good fortune and protection, and can be said to be the protagonist of heaven and earth. Now the Northern Barbarians are searching for the defeated Tiangan troops and taking them for their own use. As long as you are willing, I will personally recommend you, and I will make your rise to success from now on."

Xu Tong's mind moved slightly when he heard this, and he pretended to be surprised on his face. He seemed to have pondered for a moment before saying, "But I only have so many people to surrender. I'm afraid I'm talking too lightly."

"Hey, sir, there is no need to worry. I have already planned this matter for you. Not far away, three miles to the north, is the camp of General Hu Gulie under the command of the fourth prince. There are three thousand defeated prisoners inside. General Hu Gulie is worried about how to manage these prisoners. , as long as you go forward, wave your arms, and scare these defeated troops, from now on these three thousand troops will be under your command. With these three thousand men, you can stand alone in front of the fourth prince, so why worry about not being able to use them!"

When Xu Tong heard that there was such a good thing, he immediately felt happy and patted this good fellow who had the same surname from the same hometown: "When a fellow countryman meets a fellow countryman, his eyes well up with tears. Brother Yang, this is a great plan!"

"Hahaha, when you become more prosperous in the future, don't forget to be a lower official."

Yang Xiaoren raised his hands to congratulate Xu Tong, but when he raised his head, he saw a cold light in Xu Tong's eyes, like a knife piercing his heart. A vein jumped in his scalp, and he saw a sword energy piercing through Yang Xiaoren's body at the flick of Xu Tong's finger. Heart.

The pain that penetrated his chest made Yang Xiaoren suddenly widen his eyes and look at Xu Tong with confusion on his face, as if he didn't understand why Xu Tong wanted to kill him until his death.

Only when Yang Xiaoren's body fell to the ground did he hear Xu Tong say slowly: "If it were someone else, I might be merciful and let him go, but who told you to give your last name Yang!"