With a bang and rumbling drums, the entire Cangshan Gorge immediately began to boil.
"Come on!"
With an order, the forward troops dropped the snowy mountains like a huge net, intercepting and killing the enemy cavalry.
In an instant, the two armies were fighting with fierce murderous intent. White blades met each other, the swords stabbed red, flesh and blood flew everywhere, and beacon smoke was everywhere.
The white snowflakes on the ground were raised, stained with red blood, like an enchanting red snow, and they repeatedly rushed to kill, and the bloody wind and rain were like Shura's killing field.[
Yi Shuihan and Yingying quickly climbed up the snow-capped mountains and saw Ye Caizhu leading an army of 200,000 men sweeping past.
"When will the enemy troops arrive?" Yi Shuihan asked with a frown.
"We should be there soon. I'm still worried that General Ye can't move fast enough." As soon as Xue Ying finished speaking, he saw a black dragon flying from the north and south, raising snowflakes all over the ground.
The two leaders were Shangguan Yan and Ling Yiran, who were chasing Ye Caizhu's army.
"Master, General Ye has gone far, do you still need to fire arrows?" Hua Ying raised his bow and glanced at Yi Shuihan secretly.
"Nonsense!" Yi Shuihan raised his big bow, attached an iron arrow with a rope, and tied one end of the rope to the boulder.
Ten Dark Shadows and Snow Shadows also immediately attached their iron arrows. Thirteen iron arrows with hooks were pointed at the snowy mountains opposite. The sharp arrows were glowing with cold light, ready to go.
"Fire the arrow!" Yi Shuihan gave the order, and thirteen arrows were shot out as fast as an iron snake.
With a few clicks of click, thirteen arrows were firmly nailed to the snowy mountain opposite, and the snow trembled slightly, with some cracks.
Yi Shuihan narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the galloping soldiers and horses below.
"pull!"
Thirteen people used their inner strength to pull the rope.
Kick-kick-kick-kick-kick-kick-kick-kick-kicked, the snow cracked completely, rumbling, the snow fell into pieces, and the rolling snow collapsed from the mountainside, sliding down like a huge wave or a tsunami at a high speed, directly hitting the two hundred thousand soldiers and horses on the side of the mountain.
Yi Shuihan turned around and ran quickly down the mountain. Behind him came the loud sound of snow falling to the ground, the sound of horse hooves, the neighing of horses, and the fearful cries of the enemy soldiers, whether they were dead or alive...
Ten Shadows and Xueying Huaying only glanced at each other. The road was blocked by snow. Even if Shangguan Yan and Ling Yiran were able to escape, they could not go to support them, so they turned around and ran down the mountain.
Here, the enemy's cavalry was about to break through the encirclement. Xiyue Tianshui's soldiers suffered numerous casualties, including broken limbs and arms. The mountains of corpses and seas of blood dyed the entire snow red.
The battle robes of Nie Feng, Shui Lian, and Su Ziyan were covered with blood that was either their own or the enemy's, and their eyes were red.
There is no wind in a hundred miles, one is against a hundred, and there is no one left alive wherever he passes. He raises the knife and drops it cleanly. It seems that what he cuts off is not a head, but the bones that help him dominate the world.
Yi Shuihan took out the golden fan from his waist, put it back, picked up a sword, and flew to join the fight. The sharp cold sword cut the throat every time, and sealed the throat with one sword. Death was very fast, too fast to be done in time.
Struggle, no time for pain.[
Su Ziyan came to Yi Shuihan and said with a smile: "I thought you were a deserter."
"Later, everyone will be deserters together and choose the right moment to retreat to Cangcheng." Yi Shuihan frowned and slit another enemy's throat.
"Okay." Su Ziyan didn't ask any questions, trying to separate the enemy from ourselves so that the army could retreat.
The army led by Baili Wufeng pressed forward step by step. The brave war horses stepped over the wreckage on the ground and were bound to flatten the snow and dye it red.