This feeling, is it the use of forbidden techniques, or the emergence of some special abilities?

Just as the order was about to be given, a gunshot suddenly broke through the night sky, instantly hitting the general's deputy in the head.

After the man's head was blown off, his body fell off the horse at an angle. Where his head was originally, a ball of blue fire was strangely suspended, emitting a terrifying glow.

As the evening breeze blew, the blue fire became dimmer and dimmer, and then turned into crystal and floated in the air.

The soldiers had no idea how to react to this sudden change. Soon, the general showed his murderous intent and roared, "Who? Who is it? Come out to me."

The general's heart was naturally burning with anger. If the fire of their souls was extinguished, they would be truly gone, with their souls shattered.

The person who just died, both before and after death, was his most trusted assistant and closest confidant. Now that he died before the army set out, how could his eyes not be bloodshot?

"Sure enough, I guessed it right. As long as the head explodes and the soul fire is extinguished, he will die anyway." Qin Muyan said lightly, still talking sarcastically to Yang Lan'er while standing on a high place.

Looking in the direction of the voice, the general's eyes widened. His face, hidden under the armor, was dark blue as ink, and he was murderous. "You trespassed into the Emperor's mausoleum. I have already let you go, but now you are killing my people? What is the grudge?"

As the general spoke, he was deeply afraid of Qin Muyan and Yang Lan'er. What was that move just now? It was so silent and could be controlled remotely? Most importantly, the deputy who had been blessed by the state master was killed instantly? What kind of strength is this? Are humans so powerful eight hundred years later?

"No grudge? You almost got used as a sacrifice, you just think I have no temper!" Yang Lan'er sneered and said, "Besides, it's dark and windy at night, where are you going, General? People are dead, they should stay in the mausoleum, why come back to the world again?"

"Hmph!" The general stomped the shaft of his spear on the ground, and the sword on his waist was wielding: "Our emperor is the son of heaven. This world originally belonged to our emperor. If his descendants are not up to the standard, we must be loyal to our emperor and take this world back."

"Take it back?" Qin Muyan and Yang Lan'er said in unison, expressing surprise. They originally thought that these people came out for revenge and to wipe out the roots, but they didn't expect that they were more generous.

"Tsk, with just your small number of people, you still want to take back the world? This is ridiculous. If I'm not mistaken, you won't show up in a hundred days! You still want to fight when you are so cunning? Emma, ​​my teeth are about to fall out." Yang Lan'er laughed for a while and said exaggeratedly: "In this case, we just want to kill you for fun, what can you do?"

Who wouldn't be rude and unreasonable?

What does it mean that the world originally belonged to the Emperor Meng? Could it be that other emperors were not called the Son of Heaven, and they were just self-righteous and deceiving themselves, thinking that others would buy into their tricks?

"You dare." The general shouted, and all the soldiers moved in unison, pointing their spearheads at the two threatening people.

"Why not? You all dare to seize the world so brazenly and cause suffering to the people again. What else should we not dare to do?" Qin Muyan smiled contemptuously. He knew that this group of people were restless and had such a fighting spirit. They were definitely not people who would compromise.

Only the tactics of the battlefield, where all is fair in war, could make the general so easily give in and let everyone leave.

"You are looking for death. The Mongolian Emperor's cavalry will march forward on your dead body." The general was greatly irritated. His eyes flashed red and fierce. He no longer cared about any vigilance or strategy. He immediately commanded the soldiers behind him, vowing to tear the two hateful enemies in front of him into pieces.

"kill!"

They all roared to the sky and murderous aura broke out. All the soldiers and horses started from the beginning and sprinted. It took only a short time for them to reach the fastest speed and rushed towards Qin Muyan and Yang Lan'er in an unstoppable manner.

Even after sleeping for hundreds of years, the fighting instincts of these soldiers remained undiminished. Both the formation and the strength of the charge were just right. At the same time, their coordination with each other was still extremely tacit.

It’s a pity that although the elite soldiers are elite soldiers and are indeed brutal, they still cannot make up for the hundreds of years of gap in time and the crushing strength.

Yang Lan'er just raised her hand and moved her fingers slightly, and an inconspicuous rope appeared silently in front of the cavalry, hidden in the night, without letting the other party notice any clues.

After hundreds of years of development, they have accumulated countless experiences to break the cavalry's attacks. In the eyes of Qin Muyan and Yang Lan'er, the Mongol Emperor's cavalry, which was once invincible, can be stopped by just some small props.

Unfortunately, they both have magic storage devices, and they always have some things that are hard to find temporarily.

So, when the so-called Mongol Emperor's Iron Cavalry attacked at the highest speed, they were first knocked off their horses and men by a rope.

Then, some wooden stakes appeared out of nowhere in front of them. Not only people, but even many horses crashed into them and fell to the ground in chaos.

"Stand up and attack." The general said, looking up to the sky and laughing: "These are just some small tricks. The Mongol Emperor's Iron Cavalry is immortal."

Qin Muyan and Yang Lan'er were speechless. They didn't want to care about the general's madness anymore. He was still dreaming! If he really wasn't dead, who was the one who was shot in the head by Qin Muyan just now?

"Is there anything wrong with this general? The Emperor Meng must be blind. In the end, he actually found a mentally ill person to guard his body and lead the troops." Yang Lan'er couldn't help but complain. All the logic and reason became nothing in front of this general. His logic was the only one that existed in the world.

"Could it be that the forbidden technique was not performed completely, causing the person to become abnormal?" Qin Muyan seemed to be thinking about it. After all, the so-called forbidden technique must be performed by very few people, or even banned, so it would be impossible to gain any experience from it.

Indeed, each of these cavalrymen are veterans and can defeat a hundred with one. What's more, they have been blessed with secret techniques, and each of them has reached the innate level of strength. Even if some of them are weaker, they are only half a step away from being innate. If they really want to deal with ordinary people, hundreds of them will not be enough to deal with one.

Moreover, as long as their soul fire is not damaged, this group of people are truly immortal. Even if they stumble or are hit hard, they can get up and be full of life again.

If a real living person were to go through this, even if he didn't die, his bones would be almost broken. Would he still be able to stand up?

Unfortunately, they were unlucky and met Qin Muyan and Yang Lan'er, whose strength was unknown to them. In addition, the two of them used endless tricks, so they stood up and fell again, and got up and fell into the trap again.

As for morale, everyone knows that if it happens again and again, it will be exhausted. If it happens several times in a row, even if there is no actual damage, the army's morale will begin to disperse.