Chapter 63 62: Angel: Su Mu
Niu Bu did not want to fight.

He glanced at the group of slaves from Di Shang who had renewed hope in their eyes, and brandished his Mo Dao, running wildly in the direction of the billowing smoke.

"Damned two-legged sheep, you dared to barge in alone when my Xianyun cavalry was not around!"

"Mount the barricades, mount the barricades, and stop this cavalry!"

"We must not let this animal reunite with Su Mu!"

"It doesn't matter, watch me shoot him!"

The leader of Qijiajing who stayed behind among the Xianyun looked at Niu Bu who was riding wildly on his black warhorse, and he reached out and drew his bow from behind.

The bow is made of tough brown elm wood with exquisite patterns engraved on it. Two fingers are inlaid at both ends of the bow. The owners of these two fingers are the soldiers of Qi Jiajing of the Zhenbei Army.

"Remember, the one who killed you is Wuzhuliuruo!"

Wuzhuliuruo's movements were neither hurried nor slow, forming a sharp contrast with the other Xianyun around him. He aimed at Niu Bu and slowly drew the bow. As the white wolf totem appeared behind him, the white arrow attacked Niu Bu.

Whoosh!
Dangerous!
Niu Bu felt the danger coming from behind, but before he could do anything, black mist emerged from the four hooves of the black warhorse under him. He leaped suddenly, and the black warhorse in the air twisted its hind hooves and stepped heavily on a pursuing Xianyun.

Xianyun's chest was sunken and his eyeballs were covered in blood. With the help of Xianyun's power, the black warhorse made a 90-degree turn and forced Niu Bu to avoid the fatal arrow.

Niu Bu, who was on the horse, was almost thrown off. After escaping death, he looked at the warhorse under his crotch with his eyes wide open.

This horse is stronger than me!!

"Damn beast!"

Wuzhuliuruo cursed the black warhorse after his arrow missed its target. He recognized this beast. This beast was snatched from the Donghu tribe by the Zhenbei Army. It was an excellent warhorse.

Donghu, one of the 18 tribes in northern Xinjiang, is good at raising horses, and all the good horses in northern Xinjiang are controlled by Donghu.

"Good horse, good horse, your whole body is black, strong and powerful. From now on I will call you Wuzhui!"

Niu Bulang smiled and named the black warhorse Wuzhui. If he hadn't had the warhorse under his crotch, he would have been shot to death when facing the attack from Qi Jiajing just now.

"I don't know when this game will open the pet system. When the time comes, I will definitely cultivate intimacy with my pet!"

After escaping danger on his horse Wuzhui, Niu Bu ran wildly towards the northwest where thick smoke was billowing. Many Xianyun tribesmen attacked Niu Bu with scimitars, and were all hacked to death by Niu Bu.

Niu Bu's strength is not very strong, and his magical power of [shooting a bull from across a mountain] is still half-baked and he has not fully comprehended it.

But with the help of the Mo Dao and the charge of the Wu Zhui, his lethality was astonishing.

"Cool!"

“It’s great to have good equipment, hahahaha!”

"Bai Jia Zhu Dao" is different from other games that want you to spend RMB to buy the best equipment, and then let you inlay gems, refine, strengthen, amplify, etc.

It allows you to play around with your equipment and pursue equipment with top-notch attributes.

Although this game has a panel, it does not have an equipment bar, so you have no idea what you can equip.

Moreover, whether the player can equip the equipment he obtains is entirely up to him.

For example, when Niu Bu just entered the game, he couldn't wield the Mo Dao at all and could only use the ring-handled sword. Now he can wield the Mo Dao, but he can't do the drag-sword slash.

Moreover, the equipment does not display any values. For example, this Mo Dao is definitely stronger than the Ring-handled Sword, but it is not known how much stronger it is.

Niu Bu doesn’t know the attack power, durability, sharpness, and whether there are any entries for the Mo Dao.

Now, on the battlefield, Niu Bu killed a member of the Xianyun tribe with one sword. Only then did he realize that the Mo Dao was so powerful!
Kill, kill, kill!

Niu Bu was full of fighting spirit. He brandished his Mo Dao and, under the charge of Wu Zhui, he was like Zhao Zilong of Shijiazhuang. The Xianyun tribe could not stop him at all.

In just a cup of tea, Niu Bu reached the Xianyun tribe's granary. Thick smoke billowed and cries were heard everywhere.

The Xianyun tribe was a nomadic people who relied entirely on plunder for their food. The food stored in the granary was their food reserve for the winter this year.

Now that the granary has been burned, I wonder how many young Xianyun people will die this winter.

"Who is Lord Su!"

Wuzhui, carrying the blood-soaked Niu Bu, charged into the battle group. He roared loudly, trying to find the so-called "Lord Su".

No one responded to Niu Bu, so he charged forward, dispersing the Xianyun tribe soldiers while shouting, "Who is Lord Su? I am Niu Bu, the sergeant of the Zhenbei Army. Answer me now!"

Crying, shouting, roaring, screaming.
But there was no response.

Niu Bu rushed out of the thick smoke and turned around. He took a look at the chaos behind him, gritted his teeth, and rushed in again.

Niu Bu imitated Zhao Zilong who went in and out seven times. Wu Zhui was Zhao Zilong, and he was Liu Chan.

After going in and out twice, Niu Bu did not find the so-called Lord Su. He glanced at the billowing smoke behind him, then looked at his waist and abdomen where he was stabbed, and decided to evacuate.

Niu Bu is not Zhao Zilong after all, and he does not have the strength to go in and out seven times. The only reason he can still live until now is all thanks to Wuzhui.

"Kill kill kill kill!!"

There were more and more soldiers from the Xianyun tribe, and more and more chevaux de frise. Niu Bu knew that he would be killed if he stayed any longer, so he decided to break out of the encirclement.

People can die.

But the horse cannot die.

Niu Bu, who had seen Wuzhui's strength, was reluctant to let his warhorse die here.

Most of the Xinyun tribal soldiers were chasing in the northwest direction, but Niu Bu tried to break out of the Xinyun tribal base camp. Just when he was about to rush out of the Xinyun tribal base camp, he found that a team of Xinyun tribe was guarding the city gate and blocking another team of Xinyun tribe.

???

Are the Xianyun tribes fighting among themselves?
Before Niu Bu could figure out the situation, a man suddenly rushed out from the Xianyun tribe, who was at a disadvantage and in danger. He knelt directly on the way Niu Bu was charging and shouted, "General, General of the Zhenbei Army, please save Lord Su and protect him from leaving!"

What Xianyun tribe? They are clearly slaves of the Shang Dynasty disguised as the Xianyun tribe!
After seeing the man who was blocking the way, Niu Bu suddenly felt that he had grown a brain. He reined in his horse and shouted, "Who is Lord Su?"

"I'm!"

An old man with a hunched back, gray beard, sickly face and ragged clothes said, "General, I am Su Mu, an angel of the Imperial Shang Dynasty. Thirty-six years ago, I was ordered by the Emperor to come to the Northern Frontier to negotiate peace. Unfortunately, I was captured by the Xianyun and became a slave of the Xianyun tribe."

"Angel?"

Niu Bu’s first reaction was how could an angel appear in an oriental fantasy game?
Then, Niu Bu realized that the angel Su Mu was talking about was an envoy from the emperor, not the birdman from the West.

"General, we can't hold them back any longer. Quickly lead Lord Su to break through!"

Seeing Niu Bu in a daze, Su Mu's men were almost anxious to death. They had been slaves of the Xianyun tribe for thirty-six years and finally waited for a perfect opportunity, but they did not expect that the Xianyun tribe had stationed a team of soldiers at the side door.

Fortunately, just when they were in despair, the soldiers of Zhenbei Army suddenly appeared.

It's this soldier's brain that seems to be a little bit not working well. How can he waste time at such a critical moment?

"What a great Su Mu! A great Confucian scholar, he actually learned from the military strategists to play the game of making a feint to the east and attacking in the west."

"Why, do Confucians think they are inferior to military strategists and start learning their tactics?"

A teasing voice came from behind. Su Mu turned around and his expression changed slightly.

The remaining leader of the Xianyun tribe, Wuzhuliuruo, led a group of Xianyun soldiers and surrounded the enemy from behind.

(End of this chapter)