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748. Chapter 748. The flames of war (2)

War horses are the most sensitive animals. As a warrior who rides horses all year round and is the most valiant and skilled in combat, although Gretu has not reached the so-called unity of man and horse, he can clearly feel the slightest abnormality in his beloved horse.

The horse sank, causing the war horse to receive a slight shock.

But what shocked Gretu was not this, but the fact that the war horse he sat on was called Black Back, which was taken from a legend in the grassland called Black Back Lone Wolf. Legend has it that this wolf was a lone wolf, very powerful, and could bite to death.

There are countless wolves and war horse mastiffs raised by shepherds, and their personalities are very violent. All creatures that appear in the eyes of this wolf, whether they are humans or animals, will be hunted by it, and the person being hunted will be hunted by it.

Neither horses nor sheep can escape for their lives. The story of this wolf has been passed down orally from generation to generation among shepherds, and is revered by countless shepherds.

Gretu was one of them who was in awe and admiration. He gave his war horse this name, not only for this reason, but more importantly, this beloved horse called "Black Back" was very violent and he brought it out from a herd of wild horses.

Raised by a pony cub, this horse was so ferocious that no one could get on the horse except him. Even the wolves that attacked the herd were bitten to death by this black-backed horse, and many more were injured.

The war horse was also bitten by the black back.

But at this moment, there was one more person, and Hei Bei didn't move at all. It was very illogical. What was even more frightening was that he felt Hei Bei trembling.

There weren't many things that could make Heibei tremble, and even Gretu couldn't remember the last time Heibei was scared, which made his heart sink to the bottom.

, then, a cold and sharp dagger was placed on Gretu's throat. Su Yin made a fierce stroke, directly cutting off Gretu's artery. Blood gurgled, and his eyes quickly began to blur.

Sikong looked at the black figure who suddenly appeared on Gretu's horse with a cold expression. He had a direct feeling that this person was Su Yin.

After Su Yin cut off the blood wolf general's arteries at the same time, he saw large rows of cavalry not far away, and the leader Sikong was looking at him, so he simply took off his mask, revealing a beautiful face.

Face, he made a provocative gesture of slitting Sikong's throat.

Just like that day, when Su Yin left Sikong in the mountains and left, he sat in exactly the same way.

The memories in Sikong's mind seemed to overlap with each other. The two figures made the same movement, mixing the blood and the sound of drums, creating a strange picture and a strange mood.

"Haha, haha, kill her!" Sikong showed a strange smile on his face, raised the whip in his hand, and hundreds of cavalry on both sides of him poured out like beasts that had lost their restraints, and rushed towards Su Yin.

"The wind is so tight, it's ridiculous." At this time, Su Yin was still in the mood to joke. He moved like a nimble cheetah and jumped off the horse. He touched the fine and smooth hair on the black back.

Then it turned into a shadow and disappeared into the night, and countless cavalrymen swarmed to chase Su Yin in the direction where he might have escaped.

After Su Yin predicted that there were no fighters or targets on the battlefield, he launched a firework while escaping. The blooming fireworks reminded all the Hidden Phoenix Army of the retreat, and the Hidden Phoenix Army began to complete their disguise and concealment skills.
Chapter completed!
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