"The enemy is pretending to be dead, brothers, don't be afraid, just kill them..." Zhong Shun wanted to stabilize his soldiers and shouted loudly, but his shouts also attracted the attention of someone, Tang Yin.
The black figure standing on the mountain of corpses, holding a scythe and with green eyes, was none other than Tang Yin. He had night eyes and saw the night as day. When Ning Jun entered the valley, Tang Yin saw him.
As soon as his mind changed, he immediately ordered his soldiers to mix among the corpses and pretend to be dead to confuse Ning's army. Then he suddenly rushed out and caught Ning's army off guard.
The ground in the canyon was full of corpses and corpse water. The people of Feng Jun rolled around on the ground casually, and they were covered in black corpse water. In addition, the blood stains on their bodies were mixed in the corpses motionlessly. They were really no different from the dead.
Both. In addition, there were real corpses among the Feng Army. Zhong Shun thought that it was impossible for the dead people to stand up again, let alone fight again, but he didn't know that there was another very powerful move in the dark spiritual martial arts.
A secret, strange, and cruel skill, Death Pact. This skill can make the deceased a slave of darkness, a walking zombie without a soul or a mind that can only act according to the caster's thoughts.
Death Contract is a very ancient and unethical skill in dark spiritual martial arts. Even many dark spiritual cultivators have never heard of this skill, let alone learned it. Tang Yin knew this skill, but he only used it
Once, this is the second time he has used it.
He stood on the mountain of corpses, his gaze as bright as a torch, and at a glance he saw Zhong Shun in the crowd of Ning soldiers, who was wearing spiritual armor and holding a spiritual spear. He was shouting desperately. "Capture the thief first. Capture the king first." Tang Yin didn't even think about it, and directly flashed to Zhong Shun with his shadow drift.
Shun's side, he swung the sickle horizontally in his hand and slashed Zhong Shun's waist.
Zhong Shun's spiritual power was not weak. Hearing the evil wind coming from the side, he subconsciously raised his spiritual spear to parry. Crack! The sharp point of the sickle was slashing at the barrel of the spiritual spear. With a crisp sound, a cloud of sparks flew up.
.Suffering the impact of Tang Yin's sword, Zhong Shun involuntarily took two steps back, and at the same time, with a bang, his body hit the cliff wall hard.
He felt that his hands were numb and painful, especially the tiger's mouth, which felt like needles pricking him. His hands holding the gun couldn't help but tremble. He was horrified and exclaimed: "Who is that person?"
"Tang Yin!"
Tang Yin slowly walked out of the darkness, his scythe mopping the ground and rubbing against the ground, making a rustling sound. The green light in his eyes became even brighter, as if they were two green light bulbs, in the dark canyon, making people look behind.
I couldn't help but get hairy.
Tang Yin? Hearing this name, Zhong Shun's whole heart shrank. The new monarch of the Feng Kingdom, the greatest threat to the Ning Kingdom, and the general who tried every means to kill him, Tang Yin, was now standing in front of him?! This
It was unclear whether Zhong Shun's mood was nervousness, fear, awe or excitement. His body was trembling violently. Suddenly, he roared, raised his gun and stabbed. While stabbing out the gun, he used his spiritual power.
Martial skills, soul chasing stab.
This is where Zhong Shun lacks experience in fighting against dark spiritual cultivators. When Changsun Yuanhong fought against Tang Yin, even with his profound cultivation, he was unwilling to use spiritual martial arts skills because the shadow drift of dark spiritual cultivators was too weird.
Tao, using skills on it will waste your own spiritual energy and easily suffer the opponent's counterattack.
Zhong Shun made such a mistake now. As soon as he released his soul-chasing thorn, Tang Yin in front of him disappeared. Before he finished using his soul-chasing thorn, Tang Yin appeared behind him without any warning.
Lifting his leg, he hit Zhong Shun in the back.
The weight of this kick was quite heavy. Zhong Shun let out a strange scream when he was kicked, and his body was shot forward. Plop! He flew more than five meters away before falling to the ground, and he rushed into the chaos of corpses.
In the middle, he lay on the ground and felt a tearing pain in his lower back. When he turned around and touched it, not only was the spiritual armor on his lower back shattered, but even the steel armor inside had a big dent.
He turned around, sat on the ground, and took several breaths before swallowing the blood that surged into his throat. Zhong Shun wanted to get up and fight again, but Tang Yin stepped forward, thrust his sickle forward, and held it against him.
Zhong Shun pressed his neck and said with a sneer: "If your Excellency orders the entire army to surrender, I can spare your life. If not, this will be your burial place!"
Zhong Shun was startled at first, then his shoulders trembled, he laughed wildly, gritted his teeth and said: "Tang Yin, Ningguo only has soldiers who died in battle, and there are no rats who are greedy for life! If you want us to give up resistance, it's simple, as long as you can kill us all
Kill them all!" As he spoke, he waved the spiritual gun in his hand, opened the sickle in front of his neck, then jumped up from the ground, aimed at Tang Yin and stabbed him several times.
"Huh!" Tang Yin sneered and said, "Since you want to die, I will help you!" As he spoke, he swayed from side to side like a willow in the wind, easily dodging the spirit spear thrust by Zhong Shun, and waited until the opponent
With all his forward strength and insufficient rear strength, he suddenly swung the sickle, and the dark fire clung to the blade. Then, he rushed to Zhong Shun with a single arrow step, and slashed three times with the sword.
Tang Yin's sword strikes were fast and hard, with almost no gaps. Zhong Shun used all his strength to barely catch the three sword blows, but he was also shocked and took three big steps back. Before he could catch his breath,
, Tang Yin was nowhere to be seen in front of him. Just when his heart was tightening, there was a strong wind coming from behind.
Zhong Shun didn't have time to think about it, and he fell to the ground. He heard a brushing sound, and the sickle almost swept past his head. Zhong Shun broke out in a cold sweat and secretly thought, "Tang Yin is so powerful, no wonder the general will be injured."
His hand! If in normal times, Zhong Shun would have withdrawn if he was beaten so badly by Tang Yin, but now he couldn't withdraw, so he could only hold on bravely.
On the field, Zhong Shun had been beaten by Tang Yin's fast attack and could only parry the attack. He had no power to fight back. He was in danger and was extremely passive. The Ning soldiers below were even worse. People still don't know the enemies they have encountered.
Are they humans or ghosts? If they are humans, why are there so many corpses that have rotted and exposed their bones, dragging their intestines flowing out of the body and still fighting with knives? People are frightened, have no fighting spirit at all, and their combat effectiveness has also dropped sharply.
The Qianning army did not dare to fight or retreat. From time to time, someone was hit by a knife and fell to the ground screaming.
The battle in the canyon was in full swing. The shouts of killing could be heard far away in the silent night. The Feng Army camps on both sides of the north and south heard the shouts of killing. As expected, the Pingyuan Army and Sanshui Army in the south heard the shouts of killing.
Together with the Tianying Army in the north, the direct-affiliated army once again dispatched its entire force and approached the Ning Army camp from the north and south.
This had long been expected by Changsun Yuanhong. When the Pingyuan Army and the Sanshui Army approached the Ning Army camp and were only fifty steps away, suddenly, the south gate of the Ning camp was opened, and there was a roar from inside.
Countless carriages rushed out.
Each of these carriages was pulled by two horses. There were two dead soldiers of the Ning Army standing on the carriages, holding halberds three meters away in their hands. Several steel knives were fixed on both sides of the carriage.
The blade of the knife was facing forward, with a cold light shining. The horses pulling the cart were all without exception, their tails were on fire, burning from the back to the front. With their bodies burned, the horses were frightened and ran forward without hesitation, rushing into the crowd of the wind army.
inside.
The momentum of the frantic war horse was too great. The soldiers who were hit by it were all ejected, with broken bones and tendons. They entered the camp of the Feng Army. The dead soldiers of the Ning Army on the carriage did not care about either side and kept holding their halberds.
Striking forward, as the carriage passed by, the steel knives fixed on both sides easily cut through a large group of people.
The power of a carriage is so powerful, and there are thousands of carriages running out of Ningying. Looking from a distance, the fire-covered horses form a long fire dragon, rushing into the crowd of Feng Jun, as if entering
In the uninhabited land, the frightened horses ran rampant, and the steel knife on the carriage became a meat grinder. Countless soldiers were cut into two alive by the steel knife before they even had the consciousness to dodge.
The Feng army was caught off guard by the sudden formation of fire chariots. They had never seen such tactics before.
War horses are such a precious resource, no matter which country's army treasures them, how can they burn them alive? In fact, the Ning army does not have so many war horses, most of them are left by the Vietnamese army. When attacking the canyon, the Vietnamese army
The army also put in a lot of effort and lost many soldiers. When the Vietnamese army withdrew, they did not take away the horses of the soldiers who died in the battle, but left them with Changsun Yuanhong, hoping to help him.
In the end, these war horses were really used by Changsun Yuanhong, but their final fate was to be burned alive.
The horses that were on fire were out of control at all. The Ning soldiers on the carriage would inevitably end up with their vehicles destroyed and people killed. But now that the Ning soldiers were about to break out, Changsun Yuanhong couldn't care so much anymore. He could only sacrifice a small number of people and still guarantee the safety.
Our main force escaped smoothly.
When the burning carriage rushed into the Feng Army's camp, the main force of the Ning Army, led by Changsun Yuanhong, also rushed out of the camp. Using the bloody road created by the carriage, the Ning Army took advantage of the situation to break through to the south.
At this time, the Fengjun camp was in chaos, with people shouting, horses neighing, and screams. If Changsun Yuanhong was in his prime, he would definitely take this opportunity to kill the Fengjun without leaving any trace behind, but now he can't even ride a horse.
How can we still fight if we grit our teeth and hold on strong?
Although it was rare to create a fighter opportunity by sacrificing more than 10,000 horses, he could only send an order that the entire army should not be reluctant to fight, break through the encirclement quickly, and retreat towards Qingyuan City.
Now the Ning army is all lightly dressed. Not only did they not bring any extra things, they even took off their helmets and armor. Everyone wore only hemp uniforms, swung their legs, and walked through the wind army like a tide.
camp and fled straight to the south.
After Xiao Muqing and Liang Qi finally stabilized the morale of the army and regrouped, when they looked at Ning's army, they had already fled without a trace.
Oops! Liang Qi stamped his feet anxiously and said to Xiao Muqing beside him: "I've been fooled! You and I have been fooled! It seems that the letter we intercepted from Changsun Yuanhong is true. The Yue army has indeed returned to the country of Yue, and Changsun Yuanhong has also
He was indeed seriously injured, oops! You and I missed the opportunity to fight!"