Following Daoist Brother Da Niu's order, all the Kongming lanterns that were parked in the air started to flame again. These big guys that were originally hidden in the night suddenly became extremely bright, except for the two parked on the ground.
In addition to more than a dozen Kongming lanterns, the remaining eighty or so lanterns all lit fires, beat war drums, and floated towards the general platform where the battle was already taking place.
On the general stage, "Tan Daoji" was facing each other in a one-on-one fight with Junior Brother Monkey. This Junior Brother Monkey had a tall bun and was about five feet tall. He really looked like a jumping up and down.
Monkey, he only wore light armor, and his armor was tightly attached to his body. He was covered with sweat and blood, and his face was covered with blood beads. His eyes among the messy hair flickered, revealing murderous intent and
A bloodthirsty thirst.
Zhu Lingxiu, who was wearing Tan Daoji's armor, was holding a two-handed sword and wearing a face plate, and stood quietly in the center of the general platform, with the aura of a general who was not angry and self-powerful, flowing out in all directions.
Junior Brother Monkey laughed strangely: "Tan Daoji, today is the day of your death. The one who takes your head off will be me, Iron Monkey!"
Zhu Lingxiu laughed: "Iron Monkey? Well, it suits your appearance. However, if you want to take my head, it depends on whether you have the ability!"
Junior Brother Monkey sneered: "Death is imminent and you are still going strong. Huh, you have been completely defeated today and the whole army has been wiped out. Even you, on this general platform, were beaten before our eyes. What illusions do you have?
Do you expect your subordinates to resist, or do you expect Liu Daogui to save you? Before you die, I will tell you the name of my Iron Monkey. When you die and meet the King of Hell, you will know who took your life!"
When he said this, a murderous look appeared in his eyes. He danced his swords and rushed forward. Zhu Lingxiu laughed loudly: "Then let this iron monkey of yours turn into a dead monkey!"
Zhu Lingxiu waved a sword, and instead of retreating, he advanced towards Junior Brother Monkey, striding forward and striking. The three swords suddenly struck together, and in the black night sky, a series of sparks were shocked, and in the blink of an eye,
In an instant, the figures of the two men, as well as their weapons, were submerged in this series of dust.
Kong Ming Lantern's team has flown to the vicinity of the general platform. There is a melee up and down the general platform. The formation of the Jin army below the stage has also dispersed at this time, and almost all have formed a one-on-one melee. After experiencing
After the initial panic, the Jin army soldiers began to take advantage of their equipment. The stainless steel swords and guns and the armor on their bodies had obvious advantages in this kind of fighting, and a group of two or three people, fighting back to back, could work very well.
The ground makes up for its lack of flexibility. The cooperation between the spear and the broadsword can be used to stab at a distance, and to cut with the sword at close range. Even at a close distance, it is protected by a hand shield and strikes with the sword. It can be said that offense and defense are integrated, complementing each other.
Tianshi Dao warriors mostly use long swords and short daggers. The advantage of surprise when attacking quickly is that they attack fiercely. They initially gained the upper hand against the Jin army's formation, which started to form an array in the dark and failed clumsily, but then they gained the upper hand.
As the battle continued, after entering the melee, they also lost the opportunity, and the disadvantages of their equipment were magnified. They were often forced back by the Jin army's spears and swords before they could even land a fatal blow at close range. The battle lasted for half a moment.
At around 12:00, the number of casualties was rising sharply, and the situation became more and more serious due to the lack of follow-up troops and the lack of new reinforcements. By the end of the battle, after both sides had lost sixty or seventy people each, the Jin army became more and more courageous as they fought.
However, the disciples of Tianshi Dao were fighting less and less, and were even forced to retreat steadily.
As the fighting under the stage became more and more dominant, many Jin troops also turned back and fought back to the general stage. There was a large-scale melee on and off the stage, with hundreds of people holding weapons and risking their lives.
They were fighting, illuminated by torches all around, and there were figures everywhere in the dark and light. The scene was extremely tragic.
Brother Da Niu sat on the Gale, watching the battle below, smiled slightly, nodded and said: "The fighting was very fierce. It seems that the Jin army is resisting desperately, and it is true that they have no bows and arrows. Now they can disperse."
Formation, fighting with our people, is to avoid being killed by our high-altitude crossbows. And the person on the stage fighting with Junior Brother Monkey must be Tan Daoji himself."
Taoist Xuanshi nodded: "Everything is as per your judgment, Taoist Brother Da Niu, but do we really want to burn all the brothers below into the sea of fire?"
Daoist brother Da Niu said coldly: "The purpose of fighting with troops is to win, and not to take too much into account. Now we have finally reached the sky, and we have gathered the last remaining defeated generals of the Jin army here, and we have also seen the main general of the Jin army.
, Tan Daoji alone is worth three hundred of our sergeants. Why should we hesitate? Now is the time to destroy them, throw me the kerosene jar and the torch!"
Following Daoist Brother Da Niu's order, hundreds of black kerosene jars fell from the sky and shattered on the platform. The smoke and dust on the ground suddenly turned yellow and white.
It was the product of saltpeter and sulfur powder mixed together, and the sticky kerosene was flowing everywhere. However, these guys who were fighting against each other did not seem to realize what happened next. Many people
They just jumped away from the broken jars around them, and in the blink of an eye they were together again, fighting with each other.
On the general platform, in the smoke and dust, Zhu Lingxiu's broadsword swung out. Junior Brother Monkey placed his swords on top of his head, barely able to block the sword. His whole body was already open.
Six or seven bloody wounds were bleeding non-stop, and his bun had been scattered, and a mess of hair was stuck on his face. It was obvious that he had been seriously injured in the fight just now, and Zhu Lingxiu had only one piece of shoulder armor that fell off.
, except for a piece of leg armor that was cut off in half, there was no damage to the whole body. The two men's martial arts skills were superior, which can be seen with the naked eye.
With a "bang" sound, a jar of kerosene fell from the sky and hit the weapons that the two were blocking. The yellow sulfur powder and white saltpeter powder were all over Junior Brother Monkey's face. He couldn't take it anymore.
He stopped holding the two swords in his hands, and Zhu Lingxiu struck him hard. The two long swords fell to the ground, and this sword hit him hard on the neck, hitting his left shoulder.
Junior Brother Monkey spat out a large mouthful of blood and knelt on the ground. This time, he had no strength at all. The stab wound on his shoulder was filled with blood. He rolled his eyelids feebly and murmured: "You, you killed me."
Let me."
Zhu Lingxiu sneered and opened his face: "Boy, you see clearly, grandpa is not Tan Daoji, but the deputy general of the rear army, the bandit general Zhu Lingxiu. When you come in front of the King of Hell, don't admit the wrong person!"
This chapter has been completed!