At dawn, the flames were gradually extinguished, leaving only smoke curling. As the east gradually became whiter, the stars in the sky gradually disappeared. At this time, the sky had been noisy all night, and only sporadic screams and the collision of weapons would occasionally sound.

In this season, the dawn of the Gulang Grassland has unknowingly carried a chill of autumn. In this chill, in Xingxing Lake, the wind blowing from no matter which direction it is, it has a strong and unclogged bloody smell.

That night, in Xingxing Lake, many people could not sleep, and many people were sleeping forever.

Surrounded by a group of guards, Yan Liqiang walked on the grass in the core area of ​​Xingxing Lake. It didn't rain last night. There was no water on the grass. Only a little dew was stained on the grass leaves. However, the place where the battle boots stepped on would make a "puff puff puff" sound that would only happen if they stepped into the wet puddle. The soles of the battle boots were red. It was not water, but blood. The blood soaked the land, making the grass muddy. On a grass slope not far away, there were hundreds of corpses of Shatu people lying. The sky was getting brighter. Some Shatu people who could have been hiding while it was dark last night were searched one by one, grabbed it, pressed it to kneel on the ground, and chopped their heads down...

"Give me your life..."

"Give me your life..."

"I did nothing, they were the Han people they killed, I never killed..."

A man in his forties or fifties was searched out of the grass, screaming in horror, and began to beg for mercy in skillful Chinese, but before he could say a few words, the sergeant found out and stabbed the spear directly into his mouth. The bloody spear tip of the spear came out from the back of his head. The moment the spear was pulled out, another sergeant next to him cut out his head with a knife. For these sergeants, only the dead Shatu people were good Shatu people. In the blink of an eye, a large area of ​​donating blood flowed to the grass.

Yan Liqiang looked at all this coldly, and his heart was calm. The people he brought were not executioners, but strong warriors. Everything was just because these people from the Shatu Seventh Tribe deserved to die. The story of the Shatu Seventh Tribe started from the Star Lake and ended at the Star Lake. This is reincarnation and the way of heaven.

"There are people in the lake..." A group of soldiers from Ganzhou Army who were searching the grass in front of him called out, and then many people around him surrounded him. "Grandma, the hollow grass in the center of the lake, I really think I'm blind..." A small flag officer who was cursing spoke, greeted the two soldiers from Ganzhou Army who were carrying bows around him, "Sight the position under the hollow grass and shoot him to death..."

The arrows shot through the water dozens of meters and shot to the lake. The two arrows at the beginning were still a little floating. When the third arrow entered the water, large clusters of blood had already emerged from the water. In the blink of an eye, a Shatu man who was caught in an arrow on his back floated up from the water.

"Send the order, pay attention to searching for the water surface. There must be Shatu people hiding in the water while the chaos last night to let everyone pay attention..." Yan Liqiang said directly to a messenger beside him. The messenger responded and immediately ran away and passed the order down.

Li Hongtu and Ji Xiaoyao were not by Yan Liqiang's side at this time. Last night, I heard that a few masters from the ShTu Seventh Division broke through and ran towards the west. Li Hongtu and Ji Xiaoyao went to chase him. Before leaving, Li Hongtu also bet with Ji Xiaoyao to see who could cut off more heads and bring them back.

Seeing that his two masters took action, and there were a large number of Rangers on the periphery of Xingxing Lake, Yan Liqiang no longer worried about anything. He knew that with the skills of his two masters, the masters of the Seventh Shatu Division who could really run away from their hands might not have been born yet.

The messenger had just left. In less than half a minute, Shi Dafeng, covered in blood, ran to Yan Liqiang and said, "Boss, I found a place there, with many Shatu people guarding the death. Our people have surrounded that place..."

"Have you taken it down yet?" Yan Liqiang asked in a little surprise. He didn't expect that Shatu people could resist at this time.

"The Shatu people were guarding there, and they all died. The brothers of the Ganzhou Army discovered it first. They attacked twice but failed, and even lost some manpower. When I heard the news, I took my archers and cavalry brothers over and suppressed the situation. Boss, do you want to go over and take a look!" Shi Dafeng pointed to a small hill not far away, "It's right where, I feel that the place seems a bit special. It should be an important place for the Seventh Tribe of Shatu!"

"Well, is there..." Yan Liqiang looked at the small hill bag. The place was less than a thousand meters away from here and looked inconspicuous. Unexpectedly, there were Shatu people there making the final struggle, "Okay, let's go and take a look..."

After a while, Yan Liqiang and Shi Dafeng came to the small hill. The corpses were everywhere around the hill. The bodies were basically Shatu people. More than 2,000 Ganzhou soldiers and more than 500 bow and cavalry battalions surrounded the place, and the battle here was not completely over.

On the back of the hill, that is, to the west, there is an extremely unusual building. In a place like Gulang Grassland, where there is not much building material, the building is built very grandly and completely made of stone. From the top of the hill to the bottom, a stone step is built. The stone step is straight and steep and not wide. At this moment, there are still thousands of Shatu people resisting the stone steps. The stone steps are covered with the bodies of soldiers on both sides, and the two sides are fighting for one level.

The Shatu people who were resisting were well-equipped and had great strength. They stood at the height of the stone steps, and just used huge steel shields on all sides to completely block the passage of the stone steps. The dense spears pierced out of the gaps in the shield, blocking the soldiers of the Ganzhou Army who were rushing upwards. The Shatu people also had shields of large and small on their heads to block the arrows shot from the bow and cavalry camp. From a distance, the Shatu people who were resisting were like iron turtles with thorns, which was very difficult to deal with...

Zhao Dachuan was commanding the battle here. Seeing Yan Liqiang and Shi Dafeng coming, Zhao Dachuan wiped the blood from his face and then walked over, "See you sir!"

"What's going on? Haven't you taken it down yet?" Yan Liqiang glanced at a distance.

"The rest of the place was clean. I didn't expect that there was a nail here. Please rest assured. I'll give me another two quarters of an hour. I will definitely take the place down. Grandma, I don't know what's in the stone house on the mountain. I'm going to make these Shatu people work so hard, and the formation of the gun and shields of the Shatu people guarding here is very well-organized. I haven't seen it in Shatu people before. It's really weird..."

"This is the temple of Shatu people's flame gods, so Shatu people are trying hard to guard!" Yan Liqiang had already seen the pattern on the door of the main hall on the mountain bag. It was the symbol of the flame gods. As for the shield formation that Shatu people were guarding the steps at the moment, it was indeed a bit beyond Yan Liqiang's expectations. That kind of defensive formation made Yan Liqiang think of the Roman square formation. This tactic of the combination of shields and spears was indeed not the style of Shatu people. Yan Liqiang only looked at it for a few seconds and gave an order to Zhao Dachuan, "Let the brothers above retreat first, don't make unnecessary sacrifices..."

"Sir, you are..." Zhao Dachuan was stunned.

"I'm a little itchy," Yan Liqiang smiled, and said nothing, but just stretched out his hand and ordered Xiong Genggu next to him, "Get my dragon-shaking bow..."

Zhao Dachuan understood immediately and immediately ordered the people around him to remove the brothers of the Ganzhou army who were fighting hard on the steps...

Yan Liqiang walked under the stone steps of the mountain bag, held the 100-stone dragon bow in his hand, and put on a newly created black iron heavy arrow based on the shape of the dragon arrow. Looking at the soldiers of the Ganzhou Army who had just retreated from the stone steps, Yan Liqiang, who was standing under the mountain bag, took a deep breath. In just a moment, he pulled the dragon bow and aimed at the shield formation of the Shatu people on the stone steps from the front...

"boom……"

Just as thousands of soldiers were watching, the black iron heavy arrow shot out was like a hundred-meter-long blood-red python flying out from the horned python bow on Yan Liqiang's hand. In the blink of an eye, it hit a large shield of Shatu people. The crazy python energy transformed into the black iron heavy arrow directly penetrated the entire Shatu people's formation. From the front of the formation, it suddenly penetrated to the end. The tall steel shield blocked the front instantly split into pieces, turned into countless pieces, flew back at high speed, cutting countless bodies, and carrying countless blood flowers.

Just one arrow, the formation of Shatu people was like a watermelon bombarded by a sniper rifle, and it was instantly broken, and there were screams and wailing on the stone steps...

The thousands of soldiers under the hill were stunned. This arrow was not like a person could shoot...

Yan Liqiang threw the Dragon Shaking Bow to Xiong Genggu. He grabbed the Longji Steel gun with one hand, and his body flashed, then flew to the stone steps, and rushed towards the defeated Shatu people.
Chapter completed!