The 20,000 flying cicada troops were divided into ten teams and were neatly arranged on the flat ground on the south side of Guyang Ridge. The military appearance was solemn and the military force was mighty. The intervals between the soldiers were uniform and the shape was like a measuring stick. The whole was like a neatly arranged steel jungle.
The two thousand people in the middle are Diao Chan's personal guards, also known as Feichan Guards, which are all made up of cavalry, but the war horses are more mixed, including high-grade war horses, iron-clad horses with black sideburns, ordinary brown horses, and even rogue horses.
Even the armors are of various types, including forbidden army armor, elite scale armor, ordinary chain armor, simple leather armor, and some even have no armor at all.
There are also a thousand flying cicadas, nine teams of one hundred cavalry each, and the rest belong to generals, commanders, corps commanders, etc. at all levels.
The cavalry is in front and the infantry is behind. They are spread out in an orderly manner for several miles. They are very powerful and as silent as a prison. Twenty thousand people stand still like statues. No one whispers or makes any small movements. The rules are so frightening.
Even the Imperial Guards of the Han Dynasty may not have such military quality. This is also the defiance of the "Eternal Overlord".
Those who drink "Eternal Overlord" and voluntarily follow Wu Xin will subconsciously gradually obey, respect, and even believe in Wu Xin. They are completely believers and the purest demon army.
In front of the Flying Cicada Army, Dugu Jialuo held up his "sky-gazing mirror" and reflected the Yellow Turban Army, which was approaching a hundred miles away, in detail.
"Sir, I have strictly examined everyone in this Yellow Turban Army. There is no hidden powerful person, and they must be carrying a lot of wealth and supplies!"
After checking it carefully again, Dugu Jialuo looked at Wu Xin and said confidently.
More importantly, those yellow scarf leaders, commanders, elites, etc. all have several storage bags hanging on their waists, or they wear storage bracelets, storage rings, etc. Those storage bags are basically bulging and obviously contain a lot of things.
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Wu Xin nodded, frowned and said, "Well! Of course I can trust your ability, but my intuition is a little bad. It's too coincidental, and there are some signs of intentionality..."
Dugu Jialuo nodded and explained with a smile: "As long as we are sure that no powerful person is hiding, what if it is a conspiracy? Our army today does not need to sneak attack, hide in formation, plan, etc., and fight head-on, it is not the enemy of these mobs.
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Wu Xin frowned in thought, always feeling that something was wrong, but couldn't explain it.
"Come on, let's have a final battle, a grand battle!" Diao Chan urged impatiently.
Wu Xin found that Diao Chan, who seemed quiet and gentle, had become more and more enthusiastic about fighting recently. I wonder if there is a violent factor. However, it is basically certain that she likes excitement and adventure!
"out!"
Wu Xin looked at the others with a fighting spirit on his face, shook his head and shouted loudly.
In terms of military, there is no way that the Yellow Turban Army can be the opponent of the Fei Cicada Army. Let alone the mere fifteen thousand Yellow Turban Army, even with a hundred thousand troops, the Fei Cicada Army will win more than it loses.
As for the strong ones, Wu Xin, Dugu Jialuo and Diao Chan, plus the four Nascent Soul Realm bodyguard commanders, can just deal with the eight Nascent Soul Yellow Turban leaders. Wu Xin is still one-on-two, so there is no reason to lose!
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A hundred miles south of Guyang Ridge.
The 15,000 Yellow Turban Army stretches for more than ten miles and walks slowly. There are only about a thousand cavalry, but the overall quality is much higher than what the Feichan Army dealt with some time ago.
"Brother Ying, they really showed up!"
In the middle of the Yellow Turban Army, a late Nascent Soul Yellow Turban leader, with golden eyes shining, looked at the other one and said.
Those golden eyes have magical power that can penetrate hundreds of miles.
The lineup of the Yellow Turban Army dispatched this time was not strong, not even a Dharma Realm person was sent. The highest was only two late Nascent Souls, but they sent two Yellow Turban generals... Peng Ying and Liao Kuo.
Among them, the divine general Peng Ying was also the younger brother of the human king Peng Tuo, so one can imagine his status.
"How's the lineup?" Peng Ying asked cautiously. It's obviously difficult to deal with Wang Pengtuo if he gives Wang Pengtuo such a headache. He won't underestimate his opponent!
"It is indeed an elite division. Even the faint army...the elite troops of the Han Dynasty led by the left and right Zhonglang generals are obviously not as good as them! I really don't know where such an elite force came from!"
Liao Kuo frowned, sighed worriedly, paused, and continued with a smile: "If the information is correct, they are just the elite of the army and have no powerful people. This is something we should be thankful for..."
"Get ready for battle. This is a tough battle, and the outcome is unpredictable! Although we don't rely on these children, we can't underestimate them. It is a good thing after all to weaken the enemy a little more!"
Peng Ying nodded, looked at the other yellow scarf leaders and warned.
"Understood!" Liao Kuo and others solemnly responded.
In order to lead out the mysterious army...the Fei Cicada Army, their lineup for this trip is not very strong. They consider themselves to be about the same as the Fei Cicada Army, and are obviously much weaker. They have long been mentally prepared for a bloody battle!
Hundreds of miles...
Fifty miles...
Thirty miles...
Both sides had secret exploration skills and did not send any scouts. They led their troops to meet them head on in a tacit understanding.
From dozens of miles away, the tense atmosphere was already extremely obvious and heavy!
Ten miles...
Five miles...
The forwards and generals of both sides could clearly see the endless and dense troops facing them.
The difference is that the three thousand cavalry of the Fei Chan Army are all in the forward position, while the one thousand cavalry of the Yellow Turban Army are in the middle of the team.
The flying cicada army did not stop, but the Yellow Turban Army slowed down first. The army began to shrink and be on alert, obviously preparing to form a formation to meet the enemy.
"The whole army listens to the order, Pengxiang Nine Heavens Formation, rise!"
Watching the action, Wu Xin was even more sure that the opponent was coming. However, it was already done and naturally he could not retreat. Wu Xin also did not believe that the "Flying Cicada Army", which was forged with countless of his own blood, would be defeated by the Yellow Turban Army. He tightened the Langya Divine Sword in his hand, and Shen
Give an order.
"Rumble..."
There was a slight but dull sound like rolling thunder, and the iron-blooded evil energy dispersed by the two thousand flying cicada guards quickly filled the air, solidified, and turned into a blood cloud to cover the roof, and then quickly changed into a giant roc with a wingspan of several miles.
After a while...
The two thousand flying cicada army disappeared, replaced by a giant roc several meters above the ground.
The giant roc spread its wings, covered a distance of several miles in a breath, and rushed into the Yellow Turban Army...
"Where did such a huge demon roc come from?"
"Shoot! Quick! Shoot arrows, shoot arrows..."
"The monster is coming, run away..."
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Most of the Yellow Turban Army obviously didn't know much, although they were reminded by military orders and were somewhat prepared.
As soon as the giant roc appeared and was rushed by the giant roc's power, the forward army suddenly panicked and the army was in chaos. Even a small number of the soldiers turned around and ran away, and they seemed to be scattered.
In addition, the giant roc transformed into the battle formation was so fast that the Yellow Turban Army had no time to react even if they prepared rigorously.
"The wind is blowing, the blizzard is coming!"
On the contrary, the elites in the middle part of the Yellow Turban Army stood still, and more than a hundred golden elixirs and more than a thousand foundation-building Yellow Turban elites all cast spells.
All of a sudden...
The wind and clouds surged, the sky and the earth changed color, the cold wind was blowing, and the goose feathers and heavy snow were flying in the air, causing an area of dozens of miles around to suddenly turn into glaciers and snow! 8
