I saw the loud shouting of killing in front of me.
Wen Guang got on his horse, looked back at the four thousand soldiers and horses behind him, and shouted sternly: "The war has begun, we cannot sit here and wait to be killed."
"All soldiers, follow me to penetrate Jiangyun Valley and rescue the young master."
"If anyone among us falls off the horse, don't stop, you must open the door."
"We must open the door and rescue the young master!"
Wen Guang repeated it again.
"kill!"
He led a surprise attack with a thousand cavalry.
"Report!"
"Commander, unknown cavalry suddenly appeared behind our army."
"Whose flag?"
"The banner with the word Wen."
"Big banner with the word Wen?" Yu Wenxing picked up his clairvoyance and looked behind him. There was indeed a group of cavalry, but the number of the cavalry was not large. It looked like there were only a thousand men and horses.
Yu Wenxing looked calm and showed no panic at all. He said as if he had already expected it: "It looks like Wen Yue ambushed an ambush."
"Of course they were anxious when they saw Wen Yue being made into dumplings, and they came here to die."
"Order, guard the camp on the left and right, change the rear team to the front team, and eat these one thousand horses for me. I will completely trap Song Hao to death."
Yu Wenxing did not mention Wen Yue, because in his eyes, Wen Yue was already a dead man.
Although they participated in this battle, it was actually a game between the upper-level immortal masters.
There were 10,000 troops in the left and right guard camps, and they immediately turned their attack around.
Ten thousand people in front are enough to hang the three thousand soldiers and horses in Jiangyun Valley. They need to quickly eat the one thousand cavalry behind them.
"Full bow."
"Fire the arrow."
Two thousand feathered arrows were as dark as dark clouds, shooting at the charging cavalry.
Wen Guang, who bore the brunt of the attack, was instantly shot into a hedgehog by a bow and arrow, and his blood spurted out.
He clenched the reins tightly and roared angrily: "Kill!"
Then he fell off the horse.
The guards around him did not dare to stop, and hundreds of horses trampled over his corpse.
"kill."
Sanhu's hands have long been transformed into ghosts, and a black film covers his body. Ordinary feather arrows can penetrate the cavalry's armor, but they cannot penetrate the ghostly skin.
When Wen Guang died, the three tigers took his place and the leaping horse took the lead.
The strong horse with the blood of alien beasts on its crotch carried three tigers on its back, and it only took a few breaths to rush to the front of the Wei army's formation.
"Boom."
Shields arrayed.
The spear pierced through the gap in the shield.
The infantry in this formation are interlocked and are most vulnerable to cavalry charges, not to mention that the cavalry team has now shrunk.
The ghost turned into black mist and enveloped the bodies of the three tigers, contaminating the sitting horses at the same time.
The three tigers clamped the horse's belly, and the horse's speed increased to a new level.
The big gun with a thick mouth in the hand is like a supporting pillar.
Sweep violently.
The shield exploded before his eyes, and the infantry who resisted was immediately smashed into pulp by the iron spear.
A huge gap suddenly appeared in the shield wall.
The three tigers entered the flock like fierce tigers and swept across. Countless soldiers were smashed to pieces with large guns, their limbs were broken and their arms flew away. Red, white and green colors were smeared on the ground and the cliffs of Jiangyun Valley.
The cavalry behind them were exposed to the light and rushed in through the gap.
The Wei army at the front couldn't stop the current three tigers at all.
With their ghost-incarnated body, top-notch internal organs refining, and natural divine power, the Three Tigers are like meat grinding machines on the battlefield, harvesting human lives crazily.
"Report——!"
"The handsome man is in bad shape."
"The cavalry of Wenzi Banner tore apart the left and right guard camps."
"The two battalions of broken troops have rushed to the high field."
Yu Wenxing's mouth opened wide, he took out his ears and asked in disbelief: "Are you sure the information is correct?
Without hesitating to ask any more questions, Yu Wenxing hurriedly walked out of the tent and used his monocular clairvoyance to observe the battlefield situation.
The soldiers were defeated and fled in all directions.
That's right, I'm talking about the two camps of the Wei Dynasty.
There were originally ten thousand people, but now they have completely disappeared.
Moreover, not far away, three thousand more infantrymen under the banner of Wen rushed into the battlefield and directly attacked the defeated soldiers, wiping out the Wei soldiers one by one.
Yu Wenxing couldn't bear to be surprised. He didn't know what happened to cause such a situation, so he hurriedly searched for it.
Until he saw the mobile tower wrapped in gray mist at the front.
No matter what kind of soldiers were on the verge of collapse, he knew he had found the reason.
"what is that?"
"Does Daliang have such a strong general?"
Yu Wenxing looked at the people beside him, his eyes full of verification and doubt.
The lieutenant general was actually not sure, but after seeing the big gun, he felt that he must be close to him: "Commander, that person should be An Nanbo's son, Song Biao and Song Sanhu."
"Damn, Nanliang is really full of capable people. They can kill any fool and make the soldiers of our great Wei army throw away their helmets and armor."
"If we bring in the ambush army, I don't believe this fool won't get tired."
"It's worth using 30,000 troops to kill him."
Now that he knows who the visitor is, Yu Wenxing will certainly not be merciful.
This fierce general can beheaded in the midst of thousands of troops. If we don't kill him now by relying on the human wave tactics, how can we save him and encounter him on the battlefield later?
Yu Wenxing didn't want to have someone drill through the front row of guards when he was sitting in the middle of the formation, and then be beheaded in public.
…
The battlefields of the two sides formed a sharp contrast.
The people in the formation were in a stalemate.
Outside the formation, corpses littered the fields, broken limbs and arms piled up like mountains, and rivers of blood dyed the earth red.
In fact, sometimes there is not much difference between the battles between immortals and mortals. They are both still human beings and both need to fight hard.
Wen Yue held the soul flag, endured the severe pain and held the spirit stone, holding the Yin Soul Pill in his mouth to replenish his mana.
Because he had taken too many Yinhun Pills, the evil spirit lingering in his body had not been eliminated and had floated out of his body.
There are not many spiritual stones left. From the beginning of the war to now, after fighting for two hours, I still have three and a half spiritual stones left.
The Yin Soul Pills were often accumulated and there was still a lot left, but Wen Yue did not dare to take more.
Eating too much evil energy will affect a person's sanity. In this kind of battle situation, once he loses consciousness, the situation will be completely tilted, so he dare not do that.
Brother Compass struggled to get up from the ground and took two healing pills. He looked pale due to excessive blood loss.
Lin Hui, who was haunted by the powerful ghosts of Zhu Lin and Zhao Shixian, has also begun to use spiritual stones.
Only Tu Shanjun and Cui Guang were still in a stalemate.
When Cui Guang wanted to rest, Tu Shanjun attacked the unconscious monk lying under the cliff. If Cui Guang kept going like this, even though he was a monk at the seventh level of Qi training, he was exhausted and did not dare to slack off at all.
After two hours of fierce fighting, the battle turned from intense to a stalemate.
at the same time.
The unconscious monk under the cliff moved his fingers slightly.
Then he got up from the ground and shook his head.
To this day, there is still a loud roar and a buzzing sound in his mind.
He glanced down and saw that the ghost claw wound on his chest was sealed with magic. Although it was no longer bleeding, the wound area was indeed very large.
He took out the elixir from the talisman and drank it before looking around.
Tang Wen looked at everything in front of him in surprise and astonishment. He didn't know how long he had been unconscious and why all his senior brothers were injured.
What is this seven-foot evil ghost with a green face and fangs?
And why are there so many ghosts and ghosts in the array?
"Junior Brother Tang, kill this beast quickly." The sword-wielding monk Luo Pan exclaimed with great joy.
Unexpectedly, Junior Brother Tang woke up at this juncture.
Now is not the time to complain, it is better to quickly kill the demon cultivator while he has no more power.
Tu Shanjun looked gloomy.
As soon as Tang Wen woke up, the target involving Cui Guang was gone.
If this person is allowed to break free, the battle will be lost.
"It seems that I am destined to die here today." Wen Yue said sadly.
Everyone in this world has to die, and Wen Yue doesn't think he is an exception. Being able to stand up again, reconnect his broken leg, and become a Qi practitioner is already a great blessing. Now he just faces death calmly.
Wen Yue had actually already made preparations.
It's a pity that he couldn't save his father-in-law, and he couldn't fulfill his promise.
"If I die, what will you do, sir?"
Wen Yue looked at Tu Shanjun. He couldn't help but have tears in his eyes. If Mr. Tu fell into the hands of these people, would he still have a way to survive?
He didn't know, but he was afraid.
"Backlash."
Wen Yue made a mouth shape towards Tu Shanjun.
If the husband bites him back and uses his own body as a springboard, he might be able to escape.
Tu Shanjun clenched his fists.
Why can't he save anyone?
Does he have to turn against his apprentice and use his apprentice's body to escape?
Where can you escape?
Escape once or twice.
Can you escape?
If I shrink back today, when will I stop shrinking?
Tu Shanjun's eyes were firm. He wanted to become an immortal, and he also wanted to regain his human body, but today he still didn't want to give up just like that. He wanted to give it a try.
Isn't it the right thing for a master to protect his disciples?
This chapter has been completed!