Unfortunately, before the surviving elite cavalry could react, they stood up from the ground to form a formation, and saw thousands of arrows, like heavy rain, cutting through the sky and falling towards the more than a thousand cavalrymen who were still in shock.

Faced with the attack of arrow rains all over the sky, the elite cavalry that survived danced their weapons and knocked down arrows that shot at them, protecting their bodies from the damage of arrows.

However, since these cavalry had consumed most of their physical strength when they were escaping, they fell hard as the war horses hit the ground, and they no longer had much physical strength and energy.

Therefore, facing the dense attack of arrows, except for some powerful cavalry, the other cavalry were blocked for only a while and were covered by arrow rain, making shrill screams, and were covered with arrows with feathers. They lay silently on the ground, becoming a cold corpse.

When the dense rain of arrows stopped shooting, more than a hundred powerful cavalrymen who avoided the dense rain of arrows, stood up staggeringly, walked behind Zhao Hong with difficulty, and stood firm, looking at Zhao Hu who was walking towards them with hatred.

Looking at Zhao Hu who walked towards him with a smile on his face, Zhao Hong's eyes shone with a cold light and said with an unwilling look: "You won, how do you want to deal with us failed people?"

Zhao Hu did not answer Zhao Hong's question immediately, but looked at him carefully with a smile on his face before saying lightly: "My dear uncle, if it was you who won today, then how would you treat me? Should you force me away or kill me?"

"Of course, you were forced away. No matter what, you are also the direct descendant of our Zhao family and my nephew of Zhao Hong. Although you are young and energetic and unfamiliar with the rules of the chaotic place, you are not suitable to be the head of our Zhao family. I cannot kill you!"

Zhao Hong said without hesitation, and the cold light and murderous intent shining in his eyes disappeared without a trace in an instant, as if it had never appeared before.

"Oh, that's it! It seems that uncle is pretty good to me, and he has no intention of killing me. However, I may disappoint my uncle. Because I am not as broad as my uncle, I will not let him go if anyone who is ill-gotten to me and wants to kill me, nor will he leave him a way out. Therefore, this beautiful canyon is the uncle's bone burial place today." Zhao Hu said softly at Zhao Hong's tough body and the burning fire of ambition in his eyes.

Zhao Hu is not a fool, and it is impossible for Zhao Hong to let the tiger return to the mountain just because of Zhao Hong's words, so that he can become a sharp sword around him at any time. When he is not yet firm in his foothold, the only correct choice is to eliminate Zhao Hong, an ambitious guy.

Although doing so may bring you the reputation of cruelty and bloodthirsty, it is completely worth it to bear the reputation of protecting your own safety and stabilizing the situation in Zhaojiabao as soon as possible.

Therefore, Zhao Hu had no intention of letting Zhao Hong go. At the same time, he also had the will to kill Zhao Hong's family and five other uncles who sent troops to attack him.

"Okay! You are very good! You are more cruel than me and your father. I want to ask you, if I die by myself, can you let my family go and live with these innocent men?" After knowing that he had no hope of survival, Zhao Hong held the sword in his hand tightly, stared at Zhao Hu with his eyes, and asked loudly.

Feeling the huge pressure coming from Zhao Hong and the cold eyes when he looked at him, Zhao Hu was shocked and secretly sighed that he was worthy of being a master of the great martial arts level. Just one look made his mind shake.

Just when Zhao Hu was secretly lamenting the powerful power of Zhao Hong's martial arts master, more than 100 cavalrymen standing behind Zhao Hong, after hearing that Zhao Hong wanted to commit suicide in exchange for the lives of him and others, they immediately stirred up a lot of emotions. They felt that they were not loyal to the wrong partner and quickly shouted loudly: "Sir, don't do stupid things. We will run away for you for the sake of your palace!"

After a roar, the more than one hundred cavalry ignored Zhao Hong's reaction, waved the steel knife in their hands with a crazy look on their faces, rushed towards Zhao Hu regardless of life and death, and shouted loudly: "Sir, go quickly! Remember to avenge us!"

Seeing more than 100 cavalrymen rushing towards Zhao Hu like crazy, Zhao Yi and Zhao An immediately took a step forward and blocked Zhao Hu. The long sword in their hands danced lightly. Sword light burst out suddenly. The dozen cavalrymen who rushed in front were cut in half by the sword light, sprinkled with blood and broken limbs all over the ground.

Zhao Hu also took advantage of Zhao Yi and Zhao An blocking his way and retreated to the layers of protection of hundreds of guards, and shouted loudly: "Kill them for me!"

He really didn't expect that the more than 100 cavalrymen who had become remnants of defeated soldiers could still muster up the courage to kill him regardless of life and death.

However, these loyal and brave cavalrymen killed him completely angered Zhao Hu, causing Zhao Hu to give up his plan to surrender him and issued an order to kill him without hesitation.

As soon as Zhao Hu finished his voice, he saw more than a thousand guards holding crossbows pouring more than a thousand sharp arrows towards the cavalry who were in a crazy state.

After several rounds of volleys, the remaining more than 100 cavalrymen fell under the sharp arrows and became corpses filled with feathered arrows. The sacrifice of more than 100 cavalrymen was not in vain. Because Zhao Hong had taken the opportunity to kill more than a dozen members of the guard team and fled towards the entrance of the canyon.

Looking at Zhao Hong's escaped back, Zhao Hu's face showed a sneer. With a wave of his hand, he led Zhao Yi and others to turn over and gallop towards the entrance of the canyon.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

There were sounds of metal collisions at the entrance of the canyon. Zhao Hong was seen dancing wildly at the long sword in his hand, emitting sharp sword lights, killing a member of the guard team and moving slowly towards the outside of the canyon.

Unfortunately, although his strength is extremely powerful and no one is his general, facing the siege of hundreds of elite guards, it is not easy for him to solve his combat effectiveness in a short period of time, leave the battlefield and escape.

While waving the steel sword in his hand and slashing towards Zhao Hong's body, Zhao Tian loudly encouraged the members of the guards beside him: "Brothers, please be more. As long as you kill Zhao Hong, the old man, the young master will definitely be rewarded!"

When Zhao Hu and his group arrived at the battlefield, Zhao Hong was still surrounded by hundreds of guard members led by Zhao Tian, ​​and had a fierce confrontation with Zhao Tian and other guard members, all covered in blood of himself and the surrounding guard members, like a blood man.

After arriving at the battlefield, Zhao Yi and Zhao An jumped up from the war horse without Zhao Hu's instructions and landed in the center of the battlefield. The long sword in their hands danced lightly, and the sharp sword lights, with a fierce cold air, attacked Zhao Hong from various strange angles.

Facing the fierce sword light attack of Zhao Yi and Zhao An, Zhao Hong did not dare to be careless and quickly retracted the long sword that stabbed a member of the guard team. His wrist quickly turned, and danced the long sword into a dense sword shadow in front of him, blocking dozens of sharp sword lights attacking him.

Unfortunately, although Zhao Hong blocked the sword light waving from Zhao Yi and Zhao An, he placed most of his spirit on Zhao Yi and Zhao An and ignored the hundreds of guard members around him. Zhao Tian took the opportunity to cut off his left arm and let out a shrill scream.

Zhao Hong, whose left arm was cut off, quickly stabbed out the sword in his right hand, leaving a scar on Zhao Tian's arm, and then roared like crazy. Regardless of the dozens of steel knives that were chopping towards him, he plucked up all his strength and threw the sword in his hand towards Zhao Hu's body.

When Zhao Hong was hit by dozens of steel knives at the same time and was instantly dismembered, the sharp long sword in his hand, with the whistling sound of wind and the imposing cold air, rushed towards Zhao Hu like lightning.

Bang!

A violent and crisp sound rang out in the noisy battlefield. Zhao Hu stood quietly, a black spear more than one meter long, with a faint light all over his body, hitting the long sword flying towards him, causing it to deviate from its original trajectory, and penetrated it hard on the ground beside Zhao Hu, trembling gently.

Zhao Hu glanced at the fire that was releasing not far away, swallowing Zhao Hong's 50,000 elite troops, and ordered Zhao Tian and Zhao Yi to lead nearly 10,000 guards to divide their troops into six groups to kill the territory of his six uncles, kill all the rebels, and bring all the valuables such as magic crystal magic core gold coins and other valuables back to Zhaojia Fort.

After receiving Zhao Hu's order, Zhao Tian did not leave immediately. Instead, hesitated for a while and asked gingerly: "Young Master, what should we do if your five uncles or their families resist?"

Looking at the look on Zhao Tian’s face, Zhao Hu said with cold eyes: “Kill them all. I don’t want to see them alive. I hope they all die among the chaos. Do you understand what I mean?”

Looking at the cold light released in Zhao Hu's eyes, Zhao Tian was shocked and secretly felt sad for his five uncles. It was bad for offending anyone, and it was simply seeking death. Mobile phone users, please visit http://m.piaotian.net
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