As early as when the Xuanjia Zhenzi Battalion was still a hundred miles away from Makinowu Fort, the agency Qingyuan, which was flying in the clouds day and night, had already detected the movement. After inspection by the Qingqi scouts on the ground, a detailed enemy attack report was quickly delivered to
Chentian.
He looked at the distant mountains and sighed slightly: "What is supposed to come will come after all."
There was no need for Chen Tian to make explicit arrangements. Pang Xingyun led the shogunate to immediately start taking action according to the plan. Within half a cup of tea, the Makino Wubao with a radius of more than 30 miles immediately entered a state of alert.
The refugees entered the city, and all kinds of soldiers also moved into predetermined positions under the command of the commander, with military flags and bright armor, waiting for the Xuanjia Anvil Battalion to approach.
In fact, the neatly organized Yongtai Army does not have the intimidating aura of a wild beast. Instead, it is more like a precision machine produced by Qianji Pavilion, cold and ruthless.
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It seems that no matter which part is damaged, there are spare parts, and they are always inexhaustible, just like the Great Wall, endless.
Chen Tian is still wearing a set of crimson sun floating cloud dragon scale armor, red and black, with tassels and tassels clustered like fire, which move when the wind blows.
He lightly lifted his cloak, rode his horse and slowly walked out of the military formation. The soldiers of the Taizi camp on both sides, who were clinging to their shields, retreated like a tide, making way for a main road.
"General Zhao!"
"Come and be safe!"
As the two armies faced each other, a bleak autumn wind swept past, and the catkins did not recognize the fighting and were still drifting by themselves.
"You can eat porridge and rice, it's no big deal!" Zhao Pingshan also rode in front of the formation and responded loudly, "May I ask how City Master Chen is doing?"
"Without the labor of writing documents, I go to bed at night and wake up in the morning, calmly observing the warmth and coldness of late autumn." Chen Tian waved his hand to the bodyguards to stay, picked up the reins alone and walked towards the front line of the two armies. The distance was getting closer and closer, and he gradually saw clearly the soldiers in military uniforms.
Zhao Pingshan.
The great cloak given to him by Yin Jianyuan was still draped on the outermost surface. As he moved, the dark black heavy armor underneath was revealed. The green lion beasts on his shoulders had wide-open eyes, which made Zhao Pingshan tall and burly.
He waved his armor, turned over and dismounted, took the wine glass from the soldier, and handed it to Chen Tian with both hands: "Try it, Linjiang City's apricot flower wine is much more mellow and smoother than your Guxue."
The mountain fog suddenly subsides.
The strong wind swept the military flag.
There are still blood stains on the Makino tidal flat. The swamp affected by the powerful spiritual power is covered with layers of floating soil, and one or two scales are faintly visible, which are probably the nails left by the soldiers who died in the previous two days.
Chen Tian stepped on it, bowed and took the three-legged wine, raised his neck and drank, smacking his lips and said: "Isn't this too sweet? It's really not as long-lasting as my Gu Xue."
"Haha, if you are happy in life, you must have all the joy, how can you let bitter wine go into your throat?" Zhao Pingshan drank with him, his eyes wide, "How about drinking it another day? I must fight with the Lord Chen to decide which one is better, apricot flower wine or Guxue.
inferior."
The wind howls.
The war horse snorted uneasily.
Both the Yongtai Army and the Xuanjia Anvil Battalion knew that the other party was the elite among the elites. The eyes under Douchun's visor couldn't help but be extra vigilant, so that the sword in his hand was held too tightly and he was slightly nervous.
trembling.
"That's what I mean. Famous wines must be competing for the best and the worst." Chen Tian smiled lightly and waved his hand to summon his guards to bring six or seven wooden boxes. "This is the armor rope of the Dragon and Tiger Cavalry. They come from thousands of miles away, and always
I want my soul to return to my hometown."
"I'm sorry."
"Little things."
When the two of them said this, they suddenly fell into silence, and then they said goodbye together tacitly, and each returned to the military formation.
The next moment, the war drum suddenly exploded like a thunderbolt, and the sound shook the night. Kang Ziying was the first to react, drawing his bow like the moon, and a cloud of arrows as dense as a locust immediately shot out.
The Taizi camp knocked on the door and shield and uttered neat syllables. The Yongzi camp's Mo Dao hand, who was covering behind them, moved forward step by step, with a mighty momentum, like an overwhelming force.
Faced with the overwhelming rain of arrows, the Xuanjia Anvil Camp remained motionless as a mountain. The military flag suddenly lit up, and a shining light immediately enveloped the entire army, crushing the whizzing arrows.
Thousands of flying sawdust fell on the heavy armor, covering it with a thin layer of dust. Then, before the Taizi Battalion could approach, the heavy armored soldiers retreated half a step, revealing the elite soldiers behind them holding a three-pointed, two-edged sword.
As Zhao Pingshan waved the flag, a group of three-headed dragons roared out, like a parade in a dragon palace.
However, the scene of his imagined limbs and broken arms flying around did not come. He saw Taiziying suddenly stop as if he had expected it, pressed his shield hard against the ground, and tried his best to block.
Rumble——
Rumble——
The cluster of three dragons crashed into the copper wall and made a loud noise, causing the ground to tremble crazily and raising dust all over the sky.
However, after several rounds of iterative updates at Fenjin Villa, the shield became more and more indestructible. In addition, Chentian invested resources regardless of the cost. These shield soldiers fed on spiritual pears all day long and remained unscathed despite practicing external skills.
But what shocked Zhao Pingshan even more was what came next.
Yongzi Camp is full of Mo Dao Shou, Dao Feng White Tiger is even more famous in the world, but the martial spirit inspired now is also a group of three-headed dragons.
Moreover, the quality of the martial spirit is not inferior to that of the main body, or even better, and the fluctuations of spiritual power emanating from the whole body are astonishing.
Oops!
Yongtaijun has learned the Zhao style of swordsmanship!
Zhao Pingshan was deeply shocked, but also felt incredible. He must know that these Linjiang disciples under his command have been practicing three-pointed and two-edged swords since childhood, and it took more than ten years to achieve results.
As a result, Chentian's department had already studied it thoroughly in just half a month?
How is that possible!
Zhao Pingshan forcibly suppressed his surging emotions, took a closer look, and realized that the three martial arts dragons emitted from Yongzi Camp did not come from the meridians of the human body, but from the Mo Dao in his hand. "Sure enough, no matter how tyrannical a monk is, he can only awaken one kind."
Martial spirit." Zhao Pingshan lowered his head and carefully observed the three-pointed two-edged sword given by Chen Tian, and finally understood that from that time on, he had mastered the technique of releasing the three-headed dragon of martial spirit through the runes.
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Zhao Pingshan rubbed the yellow rosewood knife shaft, looked at the identical equipment of Yongzi Camp from a distance, and sincerely admired: "Yongtai City has strong financial resources."
The two armies are getting closer and closer.
The war also became more and more intense.
The soldiers of Shunzi Battalion who had been hiding behind the shield soldiers raised their spears and took the lead in rushing out of the queue under the leadership of Xiong Lei and Xiong Yi, and rushed into the enemy's formation in a bloody manner.
"Be brave and champion the three armies! Make great achievements!"
"Be brave and champion the three armies! Make great achievements!"
The Shunzi Battalion had just been established, and most of them were demon beasts conquered by Liu Wenhui's influence. They were regarded as sin-bearing ministers, and they fought bravely to be the first in the face of the military achievements that were clearly in front of them.
Relying on Liu Wenhui's strong body carefully tempered with marrow-cleansing potions and tailor-made armor, they stormed into the Xuanjia Zhanzi Camp and rushed straight to Dahu, hoping to win the flag-cutting victory.
"Add the formation! Advocate the formation!"
"Add the formation! Advocate the formation!"
As a general, Zhao Hongying stood on the front line and was the first to sense that the situation was not good. He shouted and ordered the heavy armor soldiers to stabilize their position. He himself even stood in front of the torrent of steel with swords and swords.
"Young man, how dare you make a mistake!"
A wisp of wind plowed open the ground and rushed straight towards the vanguard general Xiong Lei. However, he had no intention of dodging or even mobilizing his body-protecting energy. Instead, he swung his sledgehammer to face him.
The huge golden melon and copper hit the sharp sword wind, instantly shattering it like glass. The crackling spiritual energy splashed everywhere, overturning more than thirty or forty heavily armored soldiers around, and screams suddenly rang through my ears.
Xiong Lei became more and more courageous as he fought. Before Zhao Hongying's next killing move could be formed, he rushed in front of him, tilted his left shoulder, and then with a deep roar, knocked him and his horse to the ground.
Zhao Hongying fell backwards like flying. He fell to the ground in pain and felt that all his internal organs were out of place. Looking up again, he saw that his beloved horse was vomiting blood and its neck was weirdly bent backwards. It was obvious that there was no possibility of charging into the battle anymore.
On the other hand, Xiong Lei, after enduring a thousand-pound impact, only had some dents in his protective goggles and no wounds at all.
"I'm the vanguard general of Yongtai, Xiong Lei!" "I just want a fight!"