Chapter 63 The destruction of Black Wind Village!
This time, in order to completely eliminate this caravan.
The black-haired tiger Xiongqi brought almost all the bandits he could bring with him.
Five thousand strong young men wearing armor, and another five thousand strong young thieves without armor but holding steel swords.
"The Luo family's caravan is right in front of us."
"Do you think we can succeed this time?"
Wearing a tiger fur coat and riding an unknown horse from the Skin Refining Realm, the black-furred Tiger Xiongqi.
At this time, Qu Yan, who was also riding an unknown horse beside him, asked with a rather solemn expression.
"Fortress leader, do we have any other options?"
Qu Yan responded calmly.
"yes!"
Xiong Qi couldn't help but smile and shook his head. They had already offended the Qingshi Zhenluo family miserably.
Nowadays, the only person who can rely on is the King of Huaishui.
Even though King Huai Shui was a little perfunctory about their request this time.
"In that case, let's do it!"
With that said, Xiong Qi clamped the horse under his crotch.
Using the back of the hundred-forged steel knife that he held tightly in his hand, he patted the butt of his horse.
The horse was in pain and barked twice.
Then he rushed forward.
As for everyone in Heifeng Village, they all rushed over after seeing their boss.
They all waved the steel knife in their hands.
The crowd rushed madly in the direction of the caravan.
While rushing forward, the thieves were still howling excitedly.
It seemed that the thieves were completely unaware of what might happen next.
"So, is this another trap set by the Luo family for us, or is it?"
"Is it just me who thinks too much?"
Qu Yan, who was riding an unknown horse, looked at the Black Wind Village thieves passing by him.
He looked at the frightened people in the caravan.
He looked at the surroundings that were still calm at this moment.
He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and his slightly frowned brows slowly relaxed at this time.
All of this seems to be just something he thinks too much about.
Look, didn't this happen without any accidents?
Qu Yan, who was riding on an unknown horse, thought of this, and a smile gradually appeared on his calm face.
Just when he wanted to clamp the horse under him.
When he wanted to drive the unknown horse under him forward.
The sound of neat footsteps suddenly sounded from all directions.
Thick dust continued to rise from all directions.
Close, getting closer.
As the footsteps got closer, Qu Yan's mood gradually changed from the joy and relaxation just now to the tension, uneasiness, and a little bit of confusion now.
Is Qu Yan considered a wise man?
Yes, he is a wise man.
He is one of the thousands of wise men in the world.
He can use his wisdom to solve countless troubles.
What if this was just a world with low martial arts or even no practitioners.
Qu Yan can definitely rely on his own wisdom to climb to the peak he wants to reach step by step.
But, it's a pity.
There is one thing in this world that is more important than wisdom, and that is power, absolute power.
Under absolute power, all wisdom will be in vain.
"it's over"
"it's all over"
Qu Yan looked in all directions, and saw an army of ten thousand people that had gradually surrounded him and the people in Heifeng Village.
A bitter smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
The next plot is predictable.
Luo Yong, who was in the perfect state of bone refining, and a group of elite servants with varying levels of skin refining and bone refining skills, were surrounded and suppressed by ten thousand young men wearing armor.
The armor-wearing rate of these bandits in Heifeng Village is only half.
Naturally, I can't even get a little splash out of it.
"I, I am willing to surrender."
"I am willing to surrender to the Luo family"
As the sky gradually became brighter, all the bandits in Heifeng Village were almost dead.
The red blood flows all over the earth.
The strong smell of blood shot straight into the sky.
After the corpses piled up into hills one after another.
Qu Yan, who was the dog-headed military advisor of Black Wind Village, was silently kneeling in front of Luo Yong at this moment.
Qu Yan's body was trembling slightly.
His face was extremely pale.
Although, he already had an estimate of the Luo family's strength in his mind.
He also knew very well that with the strength of Heifeng Village.
It is impossible to confront the Qingshi Zhenluo family head-on.
But what he didn't expect was that
The real strength of the Luo family was actually more terrifying than he imagined.
"Are you willing to surrender?"
Luo Qingshan was wearing iron armor, his face was stained with blood, and his whole body exuded the smell of blood.
He looked at Qu Yan in front of him, and then at his father beside him.
His eyes seemed to be asking his father.
What should this guy do?
Should he be kept or killed?
"Watch what I do?"
Luo Yong stretched out his hand and wiped the blood on his face.
Then, he held a hundred-forged steel knife.
Silently walked towards Qu Yan in front of him.
Tread, tap, tap tap
Luo Yong's footsteps were not loud, but every step he took seemed to step on Qu Yan's heart.
The emotions in Qu Yan's heart gradually became more and more depressed.
"What kind of writings does a person like this leave behind?"
"Just kill him!"
In the end, Qu Yan still died.
His wisdom could not save him.
"Father, now that the matter at Black Wind Village has been resolved, should we go back?"
Next to Qu Yan's body.
Luo Qingshan asked in a low voice to his father beside him with a calm expression.
"I will leave a thousand men for you, and you will follow the caravan."
"Such a caravan carrying a large amount of supplies always needs a certain amount of strength to protect it."
"Father, what about you?" Luo Qingshan asked again.
"Of course I'll go back first, and then I'll go to the Black Wind Village's lair to see if there's anything valuable."
As Luo Yong spoke, he inserted the hundred-forged steel sword in his hand back into his waist.
He stretched out his right hand and patted Luo Qingshan on the shoulder.
He then silently mounted a horse with the Leather Refining Realm and drove back towards the direction of the Luo family.
And that army of ten thousand people, all wearing armor, after seeing their coach gradually retreating away.
The team was then divided into two groups, one with a thousand people and the other with nine thousand people.
A team of 9,000 people followed Luo Yong, while a team of 1,000 people silently guarded the caravan.
"Is this the end?"
"It seems I'm a little too worried."
"Even without me, these little guys can handle things very well in many cases."
Not far from the caravan, in an unknown corner.
Luo Changfeng saw Luo Yong gradually walking away, he smiled and shook his head, and then rushed towards the direction of the Luo family's land.
Of course, because of his cultivation and the blessing of Feng Yingbu.
Luo Changfeng's time to return to the Luo family will definitely be much faster than that of Luo Yong.
