Chapter 1004: One strike determines the universe

"You..." Wanqi Song was about to scold him, when the grass knot on his lapel suddenly broke in half and fell to the ground. The Bailong people on the side saw it and immediately reminded him: "The target is departing!"

This grass knot has a very nice name: Thousand Knots.

The refining difficulty is very low, and a pair can be refined at one time. In this way, as long as one grass knot breaks within ten miles, the other will immediately follow and snap.

The role of this grass knot is very simple, which is confirmation and prompting.

The Bailong scout ambushed near the front door of the Hot Spring Small Abode, and as soon as he saw He Lingchuan departing from here, he immediately broke the grass knot to report to the main force.

Wanqi Song saw the grass knot break, and knew that He Lingchuan would pass the ambush section immediately! The Hot Spring Small Abode is only three and a half miles away from here, and a fast horse is just a blink of an eye.

Now, the problem and pressure are all on Wanqi Song:

Should he attack? If he attacks, can he take down He Lingchuan? If he doesn't attack, is there any other good opportunity later?

Wang Xiang saw his hesitation and said immediately: "You haven't been exposed, but the Bailong people at the dock have already been exposed! If you don't take action, the tribesmen at the dock will be unlucky!"

This sentence instantly woke Wanqi Song up.

Although the Imperial Flowing Pulp hasn't come, the dock is already in chaos and fighting. If He Lingchuan successfully rushes to the dock and commands the battle, then the hundred Bailong people fighting alone at the dock might be suppressed soon.

By that time, the Bailong people's plan tonight will also be declared a failure.

He, Wanqi Song, even if he lies here without moving, will also have to accept the fate of failure! That fire that ignited the gunpowder barrels at the dock burned his retreat path directly.

Wanqi Song gritted his teeth and waved his arm fiercely: "Do it, take action as soon as the target comes!"

Wang Xiang on the side took a deep breath and ignored the exposure, directly casting a spell to transmit the situation here.

Everyone had just ambushed in position when a sound of horse hooves came from the west.

Very urgent, but the number didn't sound like much.

Wanqi Song's Bailong people ambushed at the corner ahead also took out a mirror and sent a signal here.

The mirror light flashed only once, indicating that the number of enemies was less than thirty!

The entourage of the Mou Nation high official really didn't escort He Lingchuan to the dock. Wanqi Song was overjoyed, the ratio of enemy to us was not even one to five, his side five against one, total can win! Finally, the time has come, really not easy!

Get closer! He made a gesture to everyone. The Bailong warriors stepped forward and gathered to the side of Qingyun Road.

This place has already entered the wind-proof barrier range, so every move must be especially careful.

Qingyun Road is very quiet at this time, there are no idlers.

They had just lain down when the enemy came.

Those dozen riders hurried, and in a blink of an eye, they were about to rush past the ambush point. Wanqi Song saw clearly that there were about sixteen or seventeen people, the first two riders were guards, and in the middle was He Lingchuan and Qiu Hu with anxious faces, and the rest followed closely, whipping their horses to rush toward the dock.

The target is right, the location is right, the timing, the timing can be considered right.

What are you waiting for, go up! The first two riders rushed to the front, and the Bailong people on both sides of the road pulled the tripping rope.

The rope tightened and blocked in front of the horse's hooves.

The first two riders couldn't react in time, and the horses fell over, and the knights fell out together with their sad neighs.

The knights behind saw this and hurriedly pulled the reins, causing the horses to stand up and stagger back two steps.

"Enemy attack!"

As soon as this shout was finished, arrows flew like locusts from the dark grass by the road, rushing toward the knights' heads and faces.

He Lingchuan and his subordinates had to raise their shields to protect themselves.

But he was taken care of by the flying arrows the most, and the horse under him was hit by four arrows instantly, struggling twice before falling to the ground.

Under the cover of flying arrows, many Bailong people jumped out of the grass, roaring and rushing to kill with knives and axes.

Clearly there were only a hundred people, but they rushed out with the momentum of seven or eight hundred.

Wanqi Song took the lead, and with a big jump, he leaped directly from the roadside to the middle of the road, crossing a distance of three zhang without a run-up.

He accelerated and fell in mid-air, smashing like a weight toward He Lingchuan directly below, and already held a giant axe in his hand, a head-on split! The momentum was unmatched.

He had been accumulating power in the dark for a long time, and this blow was like a fierce tiger pouncing on a deer, worthy of being fierce and full of spirit.

The axe hadn't arrived, but the wind was already blowing on his face, wanting to press people to the ground alive.

He Lingchuan didn't want to touch its edge lightly, patted the saddle, and jumped up to dodge.

However, his feet had just landed, and Wanqi Song's giant axe happened to smash into the ground.

With a loud "bang," the bluestone ground actually cracked like a spider web. With the giant axe as the center, the shock wave pushed the air waves toward all directions.

Within a radius of ten zhang, the ground shook three times in a row, as if there were aftershocks after an earthquake, and even the raindrops on the ground jumped and shattered into a mist.

This kind of earthquake is most unfriendly to the mounts, and more than a dozen horses were panicked and scurried everywhere, and the knights couldn't control them.

Qiu Hu originally wanted to save He Lingchuan onto the horse, but his own mount was frightened and stepped back, delaying the rescue time.

He Lingchuan saw the person clearly and scolded angrily: "Ungrateful! You were at a dead end, I kindly took you in, and this is how you Bailong people repay me?"

Qiu Hu shouted: "Master, run!"

Everyone knew he was a fierce general, and as soon as the battle started, more than a dozen Bailong people entangled him tightly, refusing to retreat even if they were injured. He couldn't get away for a while.

Other Yangshan guards were no different.

Five or six to one numerical advantage, and it was a surprise attack, so it wasn't just for fun.

Wanqi Song seized this loophole and threw a flying axe at He Lingchuan.

At this time, the third tremor appeared, He Lingchuan was unsteady, his body tilted halfway, and a piece of cold light flashed before his eyes—

The flying axe arrived in front of him.

He sucked his abdomen and tilted his head, barely moving back, the blade almost brushed past the tip of his nose.

It was a hair's breadth away.

Afterward, it spun toward the big tree.

But He Lingchuan relaxed too early. As soon as the flying axe left his hand, Wanqi Song turned over and jumped, and a "shadow-like" move stuck behind He Lingchuan.

This is a combat skill passed down from generation to generation by the Bailong tribe, which can cross a distance of three zhang and flash directly to the completely unprepared rear of the enemy.

Although it consumes a lot of true power and can only be performed once in a short time, the effect is extraordinary.

At this time, the flying axe spun, and Island Owner He happened to be tilting his neck.

Everything was just right.

Wanqi Song grabbed the flying weapon and wiped his neck backhand.

Island Owner He must be wearing protective armor, cutting the body is not fatal, only the neck is bare, one wipe is accurate.

Besides, Wanqi Song's treasure axe is specially designed to break protective aura, and this split is even more exhausting. Even if a rhinoceros was in front, Wanqi Song could cut it in half with one knife.

A rare opportunity, a strike that determines the universe!

Cold light flashed, and blood splashed, and a good head flew high!

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