Changhe and Zishui meet at the Makino tidal flat. This place has never been as shaken as it is today for thousands of years.
Nine hundred griffins soared into the sky, rolling out mighty wind and waves. The towering trees were destroyed, sand and rocks flew, and the vast water surface was stirred up one wave after another.
The bright red blood was as sticky as mud. After being washed away by the tide, a large number of broken limbs and arms were sifted out. The red glow of the setting sun in the west complemented each other, making it look like a purgatory on earth.
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Yin Jiancheng took off the colorful command flag from his back and waved it in the wind. The griffin army immediately formed a torrent and charged into the battlefield overwhelmingly.
The originally indestructible Guigen terracotta warriors were now like paper straws. Once in contact, they were immediately crushed into pieces by the sharp claws of the gryphons, and could no longer activate the runes to repair themselves.
Not only was the Guigen Terracotta Warriors themselves destroyed by the attack, but after the military formation was impacted, the situation on the field suddenly changed, and the position could no longer be held back.
Yin Jianyuan saw the opportunity and dispatched the Zhanzi Battalion and immediately rushed into the formation. A group of armored heavy infantry shouted military trumpets and marched like a wall, charging straight into the core of the main formation with murderous intent.
"Array up!"
"Meet the enemy!"
Fan Changxiang raised his spear vigorously and led Yongziying to rush towards the gap. More than 700 people lined up in the formation and took a heavy step forward. More than 700 white sword-wind tigers immediately came out in a rage.
Ouch——
Ouch——
The Dao Feng White Tiger of the Mo Dao Team has always been the signature of the Yongtai Army. It is always invincible, but at this moment, it only left some scratches on the heavy armor of the Anvil Battalion and no other damage.
Obviously.
Yin Jianyuan made careful preparations for Yongziying, intending to allocate resources to the Zhao family in Linjiang City to cultivate a heavy armor army.
Seeing that the attack was ineffective, Chen Tian immediately waved the command flag, withdrew the Yongzi camp and pressed down the formation with a knife, and raised the Taizi camp to block the gap.
"Xiong Lei."
"The end is here!"
"You lead a counterattack and break through the anvil formation."
"As you command!"
Xiong Lei picked up the golden melon warhammer and rushed to the lead. He led the gate shield soldiers of the Taizi camp, step by step, and kept pushing forward. The spearmen behind him also moved in response to the situation, and from time to time struck fatal blows from the gaps.
The two units with the highest defense in Cangxi's northern region arrived as expected, and sparks flew. Since they were both heavy infantry, neither one could do anything to the other, and it eventually turned into a pure wrestling match.
The two sides rushed forward desperately, frantically competing for the output space of the swordsmen and spearmen behind them. Under the violent collision, the blood was heavily trampled into the mud, and the stench was astounding and nauseating.
After the griffin army flew across the ground once, they turned their troops again, turned around and came again.
Just in the blink of an eye, the army in the south wing where Jingmen was located was reduced by more than half. The soldiers were caught high into the sky, and then were smashed to pieces by sharp claws and dropped high, showering out bursts of blood.
The whole army suddenly looked like they were coming out of a pool of blood from hell, bright red like flames, with scraps of flesh and meat hanging everywhere.
"Nike an arrow!"
"put!"
Chen Tian picked up a phoenix-feathered dysprosium arrow, drew his bow like the moon, and shot it straight at the griffin army occupying the sky with his long-simmering anger.
Hiss——
Accompanying the sound of the hammered arrows, there was a scream, and the crossbowmen from the Kangzi camp immediately responded, shooting like locusts.
A thousand god-killing arrows rose into the sky and mercilessly penetrated the griffin legion that was flying by, causing large amounts of flying feathers to fall.
Yin Jiancheng, who was flying in the air, didn't care at all. Instead, he was a little curious as to why Chen Tian was only releasing arrows now to defend himself against the air. He actually didn't care much about the rain of arrows coming towards him.
The griffin army has experienced hundreds of battles. Not to mention the rain of arrows, even heavy siege crossbows can be blocked, let alone these archers who use low to attack high?
But what he never expected was that it was these inconspicuous arrows that actually pierced the griffin's feathers, penetrated deeply into the skin, and quickly turned black like a wound.
poisonous!
Yin Jiancheng was shocked.
He manipulated the wind field to catch a god-killing arrow, and found that the tip of the arrow was coated with mercury, making it dazzlingly white.
But before he could see it clearly, the gryphon under his crotch suddenly let out a mournful cry, fluttering its wings repeatedly but unable to lift itself up.
Spiritual power is losing!
Although Yin Jiancheng didn't know the specific effects of the God-killing Arrow, he quickly realized that the Griffin Legion could no longer fight in close quarters, so it was better to use this almost dazzling skill sparingly.
He made a prompt decision and led the griffin army to turn around and fly backwards. After retreating beyond the range of the bow and arrow, they continued to circle.
When the Yongtai army saw their retreat, they were about to cheer when they suddenly found hundreds of turbid tornadoes coming, killing them all the way from the front to the rear of the formation. Even if they were touched, they would be seriously injured even if they were not killed.
It turns out that the core martial arts mastered by the Griffin Legion is the wind Taoist technique, and the whirlpool wind that has been spawned now is also the famous technique.
Looking from a distance, Chen Tian saw hundreds of tornadoes plowing the ground like green oxen, quickly carving blood marks one after another on the headquarters position, which was shocking.
No matter what kind of heavy armor or door shield, they all fail in the face of the whirlpool wind and cannot withstand it at all.
Guigen's mercenaries were able to massacre ordinary cannon fodder, but facing the elite Anvil Battalion, it was obviously not enough. They were immediately killed with pottery shards all over the ground, and were blown up by the swirling wind into yellow dust all over the sky.
Chen Tian was stunned.
He knew that the two armies were in full swing, and if he withdrew his troops now, the other side would probably take advantage of the situation and kill him.
And even if they were successfully withdrawn, the gryphon army occupying the sky would obviously take advantage of the victory to pursue them and hold on to them.
The distance of ordinary soldiers is not comparable to that of these big birds. If they run, they will die. Behind them is Xianyue Valley, where can they hide?
A cold light flashed in Chen Tian's eyes, and he immediately decided to destroy the Griffin Legion first. He ignored Pang Xingyun's dissuasion and jumped forward.
While stepping on the soldier's pocket, he bent his bow and shot arrows, quickly closing the distance with the griffin army.
There are not many god-killing arrows in the first place. They just fired a volley from Kang Ziying and there are not many left. Chen Tian now only has more than thirty arrows in his hand, but he has to face eight hundred griffons.
But he was not timid, he picked up the three-edged god-killing arrow and shot the soldiers around Yin Jiancheng impartially.
With the scream of falling to the ground, Chen Tian finally saw the largest griffon, which was also Yin Jiancheng's mount.
Chen Tian was in the center of the confrontation with thousands of troops, and was undoubtedly in danger. He had neither spiritual protection nor capable generals to protect him.
What's more, Yin Jiancheng himself is a monk in the sixth level of Lingtai Realm?
However, Chen Tian fought hard because Yin Jiancheng was so eager to do so that when he saw himself showing up, he went to fight in person.
really.
Yin Jiancheng glanced at the figure that kept leaping down the field, taking away the lives of the gryphon cavalry with arrow after arrow. When he was angry, he went straight towards Chen Tian without thinking.
The gryphon flapped its wings fiercely, and a vortex of strong wind suddenly appeared out of thin air, instantly crushing the soldiers blocking the road, whether they were friends or foes.
Chen Tian stepped on the door shield and hooked it in his hand, using his strength to overcome his skills. After accumulating enough strength to swing it out, he extinguished the vortex of wind, shocking Yin Jiancheng who was riding on the bird's back.
Xiong Yi had long been dissatisfied with the sight of these big birds. Several times he fought with the enemy, but was always blown to the ground by the strong wind, causing him to stagger around and eat a mouthful of mud.
Now he saw that Yin Jiancheng had left the formation and ended up. Without waiting for Chen Tian's command, he immediately jumped high and grabbed the sharp claws of the griffin. Bang bang, two hammers hit the griffin so painfully that it almost lost its balance and almost rolled over.
Not to mention that Yin Jianyuan was surprised, even Chen Tian had a look of astonishment on his face. He didn't expect that Xiong Yi was so bold. The power of the gryphon's claws was obvious to all, and it was easy to tear apart iron armor.
How dare he catch it with his bare hands?
Still minding his own business, the two hammers bang bang bang? Chen Tian was the first to react, drew his sword and went up, stepping on the long and wide wings of the gryphon, flying past and stabbing Yin Jianyuan.