Survival skills maxed out, I feed my wife and daughter by catching fish and shrimp

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone from the ten major sects stopped shooting arrows and started riding their horses, rushing towards the mountain.

The advantage of cavalry lies mainly in the charge. As long as their horses speed up, the momentum of the charge will be the greatest lethality.

As long as two of them can penetrate, they can cut the infantry formation apart, and then they can use the cavalry's speed advantage to kill the enemies one by one.

The sound of the horse's hooves under Jiang Yuan's crotch was like thunder, breaking through the wind.

He was thinking this in his heart, but he saw that the black tower-like figure suddenly increased in speed.

Facing the rapidly approaching iron hooves, Heijiao was not afraid at all. He removed the door panel in front of him, then smiled and revealed a row of big white teeth.

Normally, Hei Jiao's tone is harmless, even a little silly, but once he gets into combat, he seems like a different person, his tone is cold and ferocious.

"Who are you calling a bastard?"

Hearing this, Jiang Yuan was stunned. Just as he was about to reply, he found that he had been scolded by the other party. He frowned, unsheathed the sword at his waist, and stabbed it fiercely at Hei Jiao's throat.

When the Wave Sword Technique is activated, the sword shines like a thread, going straight to the vital points and taking the enemy's life in an instant.

Heijiao's eyes flashed, but he didn't dodge at all. He swung the door panel in his hand suddenly, as if it didn't take any effort at all.

Facing his sword, Jiang Yuan anticipated many possibilities. Either the black man would dodge, or he would spur his horse and step on him directly. Even if the man didn't die, he would be seriously injured.

Or the black man would raise his hand to block, then the goal would be wide open, and he would only need to slightly change his sword moves to stab the opponent's chest or abdomen, and kill the enemy.

But no matter how much he planned, he never expected that the other party would use the door panel as a palm-leaf fan and fan him directly.

The door panel came whistling towards him, Jiang Yuan hurriedly dodged to the side, but felt that there was no way to avoid it.

The door panel was so large that it practically blocked all escape routes. Jiang Yuan, quick-witted, pulled the reins hard, and the warhorse reared up, barely escaping the danger. The door panel brushed past him, sending a gust of wind through him. Still terrified, Jiang Yuan quickly adjusted his stance when he saw Hei Jiao closing in on him like a ghost. He swung his pickaxe down, cleaving the horse's hoof. The warhorse neighed, finally losing its balance and throwing Jiang Yuan heavily.

Jiang Yuan landed on the ground in a mess and was about to roll, but suddenly he heard a strong wind coming from behind him. He subconsciously swung his sword and swept it behind him to block the opponent's attack.

There was a clang as the tip of the sword collided with the pickaxe, sending sparks flying.

Jiang Yuan only felt his palms numb and the sword trembled. When he looked again, he saw that the head of the man's iron pickaxe was cut off by the sword and fell to the ground with a thud.

Jiang Yuan couldn't help but twitch his lips, thinking to himself that this man had incredible strength. He actually carried such a large bed board and such a heavy pickaxe and rushed over. What a reckless man!

"You are a good man, but it's a pity that your weapon is too poor. You will die under my sword today!" Jiang Yuan sneered, and the sword power rose again, and he went straight for Heijiao's throat like a dragon.

When Heijiao saw the pickaxe being cut, he was not panicked at all. He held the half pickaxe handle in his hand and thrust it forward fiercely.

This move actually had the momentum of Yue Zhenshan's "Thunder and Collapse", which made everyone behind him stare at it.

Jin Qiuyue narrowed her eyes and chuckled, "This is Yue Wukui's move. This kid is really imitating others!"

Shi Feng's eyes flashed with amazement. "This man's movements are quite solid. If he had a spear, he might have been quite powerful. It's a pity..."

It’s a pity that he was holding a half pickaxe handle, so I’m afraid it has no killing power.

Jiang Yuan, who was the first to be hit, couldn't help but laugh when he saw this. "You have such a broken stick, and you still want to poke..."

puff!

Jiang Yuan's voice stopped abruptly.

He looked at his chest in surprise. The half pickaxe handle had pierced his chest like a sharp sword. Blood kept oozing out, instantly staining his clothes red. All the strength in his body was being quickly drained away.

Jiang Yuan's eyes widened in disbelief, blood oozing from his mouth, his body limp.

Hei Jiao had a blank expression on his face as he loosened the handle of the pickaxe. Jiang Yuan's body fell down helplessly, his expression filled with horror.

There was silence all around, and everyone looked at Heijiao in disbelief, as if they were looking at a human-shaped ferocious beast.

Hei Jiao stepped over Jiang Yuan's body, calmly picked up the long sword that fell on the ground, and glanced around coldly.

"Who says you can't kill someone without a gun?"

The words were deep and powerful, yet filled with a sense of oppression. Hei Jiao's gaze was as sharp as a torch, as he looked at the long sword in his hand, which shone with a cold light. He couldn't help but sigh, "I didn't expect the weapons of the Qinghe County bandits to be so good. Brothers, attack!"

At Heijiao's command, everyone rushed forward. On the contrary, in the camps of the four major sects, everyone reined in their horses, and some even had the idea of ​​retreating.

You know, Jiang Yuan is a third-level warrior, but today he was defeated by an unknown ruffian, and he was defeated so quickly.

"Why are these miners so aggressive? Are they disguised as soldiers from Xiaofeng Village, deliberately luring us into a trap?"

"That black man must be a martial artist who has reached the highest level. I'm afraid he's even stronger than Brother Shi Feng."

Shi Feng looked displeased after hearing this, but he felt that he did not have the strength to kill Jiang Yuan. He looked at Hei Jiao with deep fear.

The group of people who had been so aggressive just now were now collectively discouraged. They just stood there with their eyes wide open, and even many young disciples had expressions of fear on their faces.

On the contrary, the miners from Xiaofeng Village rushed over with shining eyes.

"After we kill these bandits, we'll go ask the boss for credit!"

"Bandits are just like that. Kill them if the boss says so."

The miners rushed forward, waving shovels and pickaxes, trying to hack and kill the enemy, but the cavalrymen were not fools and would not just stand there and be hacked.

Although they did not have the courage to fight, running away did not require courage.

As a result, a rather funny scene was staged on the hillside. Hundreds of miners holding various weapons were chasing a hundred well-equipped cavalrymen all over the hillside.

Shi Feng and the others felt a little aggrieved, but the situation was on the verge of getting out of control, so they had no choice but to lead the team and rush down the mountain.

Wars are sometimes like this. There is a huge gap in strength between the two sides on the surface, but when one side's morale is low and the other side's morale is high, it is really possible for the few to defeat the many.

At this moment, the morale of the teams from the four major sects was on the verge of collapse, but under the leadership of Shi Feng, they managed to maintain their formation. Only a few unlucky guys were knocked down by the miners with shovels and then besieged to death.

"Follow closely and maintain the formation. Once we get down this slope we will be able to shake off the pursuers." Shi Feng shouted. Suddenly, he heard a sound like muffled thunder coming from the mountain, and then he heard the whistling sound of breaking wind from behind.

call!call!