Mythology Starts with Childish Skills

Although warriors are stronger than ordinary people, not everyone can fully utilize this power.

This was just a charge of a dozen people on horseback. It was already breathtaking, and the warriors in the martial arts were knocked down thousands of miles.

If there were more than a thousand cavalry charging into battle in the vast plains, even the most innate masters would have to flee.

This is the way to gather people into formation, and it is also the way to kill in the military formation. Especially when the general in charge is also a master of martial arts, this advantage is even more obvious. This is also the reason why those who can conquer the world since ancient times are mostly those with great military appearance. .

Even if a large sect or gang wants to participate in the dragon fight, they must train their disciples or gang members into an army and enforce orders and prohibitions before they can be useful, otherwise they will just be a mob.

The big man who was the leader of the shouting was also smashed to pieces by Lu Le with his long whip, and he was thrown to the ground at the same time. His mouth was full of blood, and he was whimpering and screaming in pain. At the same time, he was trembling and scared to death.

Meng Zhao led Meng Chuan and Zhu Guangxi on horseback uphill. After the ticking sound of horse hooves fell, he reined in the reins and looked down at this man, saying forcefully,

"Speak your case and avoid the pain of your skin."

Meng Zhao actually had some guesses, but in order to ensure accuracy, he came over specifically to ask.

This man was obviously not a hero who looked down upon death. He had long been frightened to the point of despair. Hearing this, he ignored the blood in his mouth and replied honestly.

This group of people is indeed a warrior who has recently rushed to Yunwu Mountain from other places, but unlike those who are interested in dragon eggs, they are from a humble background. Although their martial arts are not weak, they are obviously unable to compete with those who are powerful.

Therefore, he had no plans to enter the mountain early in the morning, and instead focused on the people who were also attracted to Yunwu Mountain by the news of the dragon laying eggs.

Under the mutual guidance of several friends, these people cooperated seamlessly, blocking the only way to Yunwu Mountain and looting everywhere. After a few days, they gained a lot. As a result, they bumped into Meng Zhao and others today and fell in love with them. The black-scaled horse under the seat was greedy, and it was too late to regret it.

Meng Zhao guessed their origins, but he never thought that these people just wanted to fish in troubled waters. They had no idea of ​​going up the mountain to fight for wealth. They were obviously great people.

But after thinking about it, this is the norm. Rather than saying that these people have no ambitions, it is better to say that they are self-aware and lack of strength. If they insist on something they shouldn't covet, they will be punished sooner or later.

And by taking this opportunity, I really gained a lot.

Unfortunately, he still couldn't control his greed.

I don’t know if Han Pu, shopkeeper Qian, and boss Chai who took a step forward met them.

Meng Zhao asked several more questions one after another, all about the forces under Yunwu Mountain. Some of them the big man knew, some he knew only a little bit, and some he didn't know at all.

In short, after draining out all the information this person knew, Meng Zhao asked his warriors to kill the remaining few people.

Not only that, before killing people, Meng Zhao also asked his warriors to spend some time to go to the place where they hid the loot, emptied the gold and silver treasures, and distributed them to these warriors to win people's hearts before continuing. Heading towards the checkpoint market town set up at the foot of Yunwu Mountain.

Although these warriors were loyal to the Meng family, they were not immortals who did not have food and supplies. They were also happy to get more wealth. Naturally, they were also more grateful to Meng Zhao.

Originally, he could only be driven by Meng Zhao if he only obeyed the orders of Meng Jizu, but now he is a little more sincere. In addition, Meng Zhao occasionally strikes twice with dragon power, which can be regarded as a combination of kindness and power, which is quite a means of control.

He drove quickly and slowly all the way, and by the time Meng Zhao arrived at the market town at the foot of Yunwu Mountain, it was already the middle of the evening.

You should have entered from the east side of the market town, but outside the wide and towering gate made of bluestone, there were actually two groups of feuding warriors fighting desperately. Under the hazy moonlight and blazing firelight, their swords fought fiercely and roared. Continuously.

You can smell the blood from a distance.

Meng Zhao and others immediately dismounted and stagnated when they were still some distance away from the battle circle.

Meng Chuan could not help but be extremely surprised when he saw the life-and-death struggle between the two sides and the place where dozens of corpses were scattered.

"Fourth brother, is this place so chaotic?

I heard from my uncle that there are people who maintain order here and no private fighting is allowed. "

In fact, not only Meng Chuan, but also Meng Zhao, Lu Le, Zhu Guangxi and others were also shocked.

The sun has been setting for a long time at this time. If you are in the county town, many people have even turned off the lights and fallen asleep to recharge their batteries for tomorrow's work.

It turned out to be a good thing here. Outside the gate, there was an imperial city PK. Blood was sprayed, making people's blood flow and their spirits gathered. There were a lot of warriors watching the excitement on the inside of the gate, shouting loudly from time to time. A certain side cheers for them and is so tough that it can be said to be a dragon in a tiger's den.

"I didn't expect that the stupid thief before just said that the rules in this market town had changed and that people like them were not easy to mix with, so they could only go out and rob. I didn't expect that the situation had become so serious.

We have a mission on this trip, so we must be careful and not start any disputes with others. "

Meng Zhao's purple eyes were mysterious. Under the illumination of the blazing iron basins on both sides of the gate, he saw that there were several people inside the gate with an extraordinary aura. They should all be innate masters, and he couldn't help but secretly complain.

This is just for those who are watching the excitement. There must be a lot of people who are not watching the excitement.

Fortunately, he had been more thoughtful and tried his best to bring Zhu Guangxi with him this time, otherwise there really wasn't much guarantee in terms of safety.

Needless to say, it is dangerous to do things in such a violent and bloody atmosphere.

Not to mention that he is just a descendant of an uncle's family, but also a marquis, a duke, or even a royal family, so what?

It doesn't matter who you are when you kill red-eyed people. What works here is only martial arts and direct strength.

Meng Zhao couldn't help but think about it, should he wait? Planning violent incidents in such a lawless and undisciplined place and reducing the strength of these fierce warriors was tantamount to taking millet from the fire. One mistake would cost blood. of the price.

However, he was deep-tempered and had an idea, but he did not show it. Instead, he looked at the people fighting with a calm expression.

As the two sides gradually decided the winner, those who had gathered inside the gate to watch the excitement dispersed, and there was a lot of discussion. Apparently, they had something to talk about again.

Only some people wearing green round-neck robes and white cloth gloves on their hands, with unknown origins, came out to deal with the scene.

Several people gathered the bodies, confirmed their identities, recorded them in books, and then moved them away. There were also several people who treated the injured, and they were very trusted by the survivors who had just fought.

Meng Zhao looked at this scene and guessed that this must be the Baicao Hall disciple trained by the Gongsun family.

It can be seen that this is not the first time they have dealt with similar things. Under the command of a leader, everything is in order and there are no mistakes.