The heavy snow was covered with bloodstains, and the corpses of Yunzhou cavalry and countless demon soldiers were scattered all over the field.
Wu Hou Yue Hao put on his blood-stained military armor and stood on the ground with a sword in hand. Looking at the endless corpses in the distance, his heart was full of sorrow. When he led his troops out of the ancient pass, he thought that such a day would come.
But when that day came, the dynasty veteran felt extremely sad inside.
"Junhou!"
Lin Wuyang glanced into the distance, his eyes were already blood red, and said: "Li Ji and Luo Chong, the two Jiedu envoys, and nearly 160,000 Yunzhou cavalry, all died in the battle, and no one left the battlefield! The two Jiedushi
Du Shi... was beheaded by the demons, and his body has been found..."
"I know, I know everything."
Yue Hao's palms trembled slightly: "My Yunzhou cavalry... will never retreat..."
"Junhou!"
Another monk accompanying the army descended from the sky, holding a golden fin flying fish in his hand, and said: "I received a message from the flying fish on the east battlefield. Ningzhou and Yanzhou's 300,000 battle armors were attacked by nearly 500,000 demon cavalry for a whole day and night.
, finally couldn't stop it, just now... the Chinese army had been defeated, Han Shanyi, Qin Yiran and other Jiedushi were killed in the battle, leaving only Yang Zhi, still fighting alone to resist the charge of the demon cavalry...
…”
"knew."
Yue Hao seemed to have aged ten years in an instant. His eyes were a little cloudy and he said: "The situation is over..."
Lin Wuyang, Li Xuanji, Ning Ze, and Wen Tingwan, the four governors, all knelt down. Lin Wuyang said in a deep voice: "Junhou, we are escorting you to fight a bloody road south. We still have some in our hands."
There are more than 100,000 Yunzhou cavalry, as long as the soldiers work hard, they will definitely be able to fight back to Guxiaoguan, and after returning to the south... we can regroup!"
"No need."
Yue Hao waved his hand gently and murmured: "A few days ago, 530,000 Yunzhou cavalry, 200,000 Ningzhou battle armor, 200,000 Yanzhou battle armor, a total of 930,000 dynasty warriors followed me northward.
Now, some of them are seriously injured, some of them died in battle, I can no longer take these children back to their homeland. The reason for the defeat is all the fault of me, Yue Hao, and has nothing to do with all the soldiers..."
"Junhou!"
Lin Wuyang said in a deep voice: "Come here, escort the prince to retreat!"
"No!"
Yue Hao suddenly shouted, "Listen to my military orders!"
Lin Wuyang frowned and knelt down on one knee again with the three Jiedu envoys: "Please... give the order!"
"Lin Wuyang, Li Xuanji, Ning Ze, Wen Tingwan, you and others led the Yunzhou cavalry to immediately stop attacking the demon tribe's tent. The whole army moved east to cover up the attack, rendezvoused with Yang Zhi's troops, and then broke out to the south together to kill.
, you can go back as much as you want!"
The veteran's voice was sad as he said: "I, Yue Hao, lead thousands of brothers in the Guards Battalion and stay behind to serve as your rearguard!"
"Junhou!"
A group of generals knelt down in unison.
"Obey the order!"
Yue Hao's voice trembled, and he looked towards the south, with tears rolling down his cheeks: "I, Yue Hao... have no face to return to Dashang anymore. The whole army will set off immediately, and anyone who disobeys the order will be killed!"
Everyone stood up one after another and left with tears in their eyes.
On the snow, Yue Hao was holding a blood-stained battle sword and leading thousands of guards behind him. He suddenly remembered something and said: "What about the battlefield on the west side... What about the 20,000 snow-covered Tianchi cavalry led by Lin Zhao?
…”
"They are still dealing with the two military tents commanded by Yu Xie."
A monk said respectfully: "Lin Zhao replied to Feiyu's letter, asking us not to worry, and to break out if there is a chance. As for his side, he will hold back the strength of the two military tents of the demon tribe. By the twentieth of this month
In the early morning, Lin Zhao will retreat, and he...asks the king to take care of it, so that the green mountains can be left without worrying about having no firewood."
"Lin Zhao..."
Yue Hao looked up to the sky with tears streaming down his face: "The Chen Dynasty produced famous generals in the world...and I, the Great Shang..."
"Junhou!"
A captain said solemnly: "Retreat, I will cover your retreat!"
"No need!"
Yue Hao said calmly: "Listen, the war drums of the Monster Clan's military tent are ringing again. They will definitely launch an offensive when they see the Yunzhou Iron Cavalry retreating. If there is no one behind them, more than 100,000 Yunzhou Iron Cavalry will still be killed.
"
He looked at everyone: "The Guards Battalion listens to the order. If you are not willing to die in battle here, you can immediately leave with the Yunzhou Cavalry. If you are willing to die in battle, you can die with me, Yue Hao!"
Everyone knelt down one after another: "I will die with you!"
No one was timid to fight.
…
Jade tent.
The sand table is marked with dense marching tracks.
"damn it!"
An eleventh-level demon suddenly dropped his palm on the table and roared: "This Lin Zhao is like a loach. He has repeatedly got out of the gaps in our encirclement. This is already him."
This is the third time we have passed through the blazing pine forest. Every time we pass through the blazing pine forest, we will inevitably attack our weakest position and cause us heavy losses!"
"Shut up!"
On the side, Yu Zhi's pretty face turned red from suppressing it, and she was about to become angry with embarrassment.
Two military tents and six troops, each of which was enough to defeat the more than 10,000 cavalry led by Lin Zhao, but Lin Zhao was able to avoid the sharp edges every time. On the sand table, the young man's marching trajectory was like a ghost.
Help was average, and even the retreat route was only more than ten miles away from the demon army's march route many times, passing by each other!
Moreover, the more than 10,000 cavalry in the snow-covered Tianchi combined movement and silence. Sometimes they were dormant, allowing the army deployed by Yu Zhi to kill an empty enemy on the predetermined route, and sometimes they accelerated their march, allowing Yu Zhi's encirclement to achieve nothing. In this sand table
Go up, that young man seems to have opened his eyes, and can avoid being hunted by Yu Zhi every time.
"He...who is he?"
Yu Zhi gritted his teeth: "Can the Soldier Saint be reincarnated?"
"Won't."
An Eleventh Realm Great Demon said in a deep voice: "The Soldier Saint Sun passed away more than a thousand years ago. The second person to receive the title of heaven and earth, the Soldier Saint who sits in the ancestral court of the military family is still in the ancestral court of the military family.
Moreover, the second-generation Soldier Saint looks like a young man, not that boy."
Yu Xie said bitterly: "Continue the encirclement. The two troops from the north are advancing towards the south, and the two troops from the south are closing in the middle. This time I will make it difficult for him to fly. Besides, what's going on with Yue Hao?"
"Retreated."
A demon clan captain said: "We just received a message from Feiyu not long ago. Yue Hao ordered the remaining more than 100,000 Yunzhou cavalry to retreat eastward, but he led thousands of guards to stay behind and seek death.
"
"oh?"
Yu Xie narrowed his eyes and said with a smile: "Send the order and let Mr. Bai Lan go over. He has long wanted to take off Yue Hao's head with his own hands. This credit must be given to him. In addition, from the strength of the siege Yunzhou Iron Cavalry
We mobilized troops from two military tents and came together to surround Lin Zhao. I don’t believe that 700,000 troops can’t kill even one of Lin Zhao!”
"yes!"
…
Early morning.
Thousands of cavalry from the Guards Battalion rushed together with Yue Hao, resisting the demon clan's attacks again and again. At this time, the cavalry fell one by one, and the number was getting smaller and smaller, and Yue Hao, the eleventh realm Tianyuan
Wu Fu was also covered in blood, and under his fists, at least three eleventh-level demons had been killed.
"laugh!"
Just when Yue Hao punched out and was about to kill dozens of demon soldiers, a ray of sword light came from the sky!
"Um!?"
Yue Hao suddenly jumped up and retreated from the horse. The horse immediately turned into a rain of blood in the sword light. At the same time, the sword light flew down and landed heavily on Yue Hao's fists that he raised to block.
, for a moment, there was a strong numbness in both fists, and with the strong body of a Tianyuan realm warrior, two deep sword marks were still cut out.
Yue Hao hurriedly looked up and saw a white ape with a sword in his hand. Immediately, Wu Hou's heart trembled. It was a scene of complete crushing in a complete realm. This was a sword cultivator in the Twelve Realms.
, or the Thirteenth Realm?!
In the Twelve Realms, you can barely fight with all your strength.
In the Thirteenth Realm, there is basically no chance.
"Bai Lan."
The other party smiled slightly, directly expressed the doubts in Yue Hao's heart, and announced his family: "The demon clan's thirteenth realm sword cultivator, a very strong thirteenth realm, may be only one step away from the fourteenth realm, here... please martial arts
Hou Yuehao conferred the title of head!"
"Beheading?"
Yue Hao smiled heartily: "How about you get it yourself?!"
"Can!"
Bailan descended from the sky, with countless sword energy wrapped around his body. He struck out with his sword again. Suddenly, dozens of cavalrymen guarding Yue Hao turned into a rain of blood. Yue Hao then delivered a mighty punch, and his fist intention and fist power swept through him.
, collided heavily with Bai Lan's sword, but was unable to compete at all. The fist shattered instantly, and then the remaining power of the sword energy fell heavily on Yue Hao's shoulder. Suddenly, the armor cracked, and wisps of blood appeared.
ooze.
"It only takes three swords to kill you."
Bai Lan walked through the air, with murderous intent in his eyes, and said with a smile: "Yue Hao, Yue Hao, if it weren't for you, there would only be Wen Dudu in the south. That would be great. The human race wouldn't have to think about how to resist and wait for death.
That’s all.”
Yue Hao gritted his teeth: "The four northern tribes really want to destroy the entire human world?!"
"if not?"
Bai Lan laughed and said: "Back then, I only had twelve realms, but I had great ambitions. I wanted to fight a bloody path for my demon clan. The first one was to open the snowy Tianchi with my sword. It's a pity that back then, a
The Tianyuan warrior surnamed Lin tried his best to blow up his God of War Guts and gave up all his cultivation. He actually knocked me back to the eleventh realm. However, he himself died. Now, I have cultivated to the thirteenth realm.
You humans... no one can resist my sword anymore!"
"Don't even think about it!"
Yue Hao raised his fists and shouted: "After me, Yue Hao, there are thousands of human monks and warriors who will never sit still and wait to be killed!"
"die!"
Bai Lan landed two consecutive sword lights. The second sword cut off Yue Hao's hands, and the third sword chopped off Yue Hao's Tianyuan Wu Gu. At this moment, the human race's Wuhou lost his breath and turned into a corpse and fell.
In the snow.
…
"Junhou!"
A group of Guards battalion cavalry howled.
"snort!"
Bai Lan gently waved his hand and said: "Yue Hao is one of the few strong men among human generals. I respect him three points. You can take the body back. If you leave him intact, we won't be beheading him!"
"Asshole!"
A captain of the Guards Battalion roared: "Luo Yousan, you take a few brothers to escort the body of the prince to chase the Yunzhou cavalry. The rest of you, follow me to resist the demon clan until we die!"
…
at the same time.
As promised, Lin Zhao led the 10,000-strong snowy Tianchi cavalry through the blazing pine forest for the seventh time, taking the opportunity to escape from the encirclement of the Jade Army. But just after breaking out of the siege, the God of War in Lin Zhao's body suddenly trembled.
Ming, he turned and looked to the east.
Martial arts resonate, at this moment, a Tianyuan realm martial artist just died in battle a hundred miles away in the east!
He suddenly turned over and dismounted, knelt on one knee and raised his fist toward the east, saying with a trembling voice: "Send... Wuhou!"
Chen Yu, Huang Tingyu, Zhi Zhi and others, as well as more than 10,000 snowy Tianchi cavalry, also dismounted, knelt down and clasped their fists. Everyone's voices merged into one in the snow, resounding through the night sky——
"Send to Marquis Wu!"
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