Ma Ran's cultivation is indeed not weak, and Zhan Hu's cultivation is the worst among the four fierce generals of Feng Kingdom. He has never relied on his spiritual martial arts to win on the battlefield, but on his body that no one can match.
of brute force.
The two were of equal strength, and the released Ling Luan Ji and Cross Slash Ji had a close fight. Seeing that Ling Wu couldn't defeat his opponent, Zhan Hu didn't care. He picked up the spirit hammer and rushed towards Ma Ran again, fighting with
He does close combat.
Ma Ran's cultivation level was no worse than Zhan Hu's, but his strength and fighting skills were far behind. After only two rounds of fighting with Zhan Hu, the spiritual sword in his hand collided with Zhan Hu's giant hammer. He
I felt like half of my body was numb, and the knife in my hand almost flew away.
He was horrified, so he could only repeat his old tricks and retreat again, trying to put some distance between the two parties.
It's just that Zhan Hu didn't give him a chance this time. Although Zhan Hu was tall and strong, he looked like a bear that had become a spirit, but his movements were not cumbersome at all, and he was even more flexible than an athletic person.
The horse retreated quickly, but Zhan Hu approached even faster. With a few strides, he was already in front of Ma Ran. The spirit hammer stabbed forward and hit Ma Ran hard on the chest. Ma Ran was startled.
He whispered in secret so quickly that he didn't dare to resist his confusion, so he lowered his head and bent down to dodge.
Sha! The spirit hammer passed over his head, but before he could stand up, Zhan Hu's arm suddenly pressed down, the spirit hammer changed direction, and struck down hard from top to bottom.
oops!
Ma Ran screamed in his heart, and for a moment, he broke out in cold sweat. He didn't have time to think about it, and he fell to the ground and rolled sideways with all his strength. The blow was not heavy, Zhan Hu didn't stop, and he stepped forward again, still with the wheel hammer.
Smashed hard. Ma Ran didn't even have time to get up from the ground. The victim continued to roll on the ground helplessly, dodging the opponent's attacks.
Ma Ran, who was so powerful in Anguo and rarely encountered opponents, was rolled all over the ground by Zhan Hu. He was disgraced and embarrassed. He continued to dodge Zhan Hu's five heavy hammers. At this time, even Ma Ran himself felt a little agitated.
He couldn't save face anymore, and his physical strength was limited. Rolling around like this, he would be exhausted to death.
When Zhan Hu's sixth hammer came down again, Ma Ran gritted his teeth and stopped dodging. He lay flat on the ground, bowed his waist, used all his strength, held the knife with both hands, raised it high, and was ready to catch Zhan Hu's blow head-on.
One hammer.
Zhan Hu is not a simple-minded person. He saw that the opponent was very flexible in dodging and did not use all his strength every time he fired the hammer. Now that he saw that the opponent did not dodge and wanted to catch his hammer forcefully, he secretly laughed in his heart and wanted to die. Originally, he only wanted to die.
The 50% strength he used was also increased to 120%, and he smashed down fiercely.
A loud bang was heard in the helix of the ear. The sound was so loud that the surrounding soldiers on both sides felt their ears buzzing, and then they could no longer hear anything.
The spirit hammer hit Ma Ran's knife shaft without any deviation. The powerful force made Ma Ran feel like he was not receiving a weapon, but as if he was receiving a collapsed mountain.
After the sound of iron tools colliding, there was a loud roar, and the ground beneath Ma Ran suddenly collapsed, creating a large deep pit.
Looking at Ma Ran again, he was lying at the bottom of the pit, his arms were broken, and even the thick white bones penetrated the flesh and armor and came out of the body. The spiritual knife that was originally raised was also knocked down by the giant hammer and slapped on his face.
At the door, the latter didn't even say a word, his head was directly crushed by the knife pole, and his white brains splattered all over the ground.
Zhan Hu struck a heavy hammer with all his strength, and even though Ma Ran tried to parry with his sword, he was still crushed to death by its incomparable force. His death was so tragic that no one could bear to witness it.
There was silence on the battlefield at first. After a moment, the An army camp suddenly seemed to explode. People screamed and fled in all directions.
"General Ma Ran was killed——"
"General Ma Ran was killed by an enemy general. Brothers, run away——"
This time, not only Anjun's front army was in chaos, but also the 20,000 Chinese troops brought by Ma Ran.
The people behind are still running forward, while the people in front are fleeing backward. There is no overall command and mobilization. Sergeant An's soldiers are colliding with each other and trampling on each other. Looking from a distance, there is no camp at all.
A plate of loose sand.
Now Li Deke was a little dumbfounded. The enemy's front army obviously only had 20,000 people. It was fine that our own 50,000 front troops couldn't resist it. But after sending another 20,000 reinforcements, they still couldn't resist it. On the contrary,
General Ma Ran was beheaded by an enemy general again. How could we still fight this battle?
Misfortunes never come singly↓When Li De was in a state of confusion and didn't know what to do, security troops suddenly came to report, and his two wings were attacked by wind troops.
Li De's heart trembled and he hurriedly looked to the east and west. The two wings of the Feng Army had already advanced to both sides of his own central army, forming a pincer attack on the central army. The central army of the An Army could not resist the Pingyuan Army at all.
During the attack, the soldiers below either died tragically under the sword of the Feng army, or ran back in groups.
Now, the An army is surrounded by enemies on three sides and cannot withstand the front. The situation on both wings is even more precarious. The entire army's overall formation has been suppressed and deformed. It is no longer a front-line formation, but more like a twisting water snake.
Array'.
At this point in the battle, Li De could no longer keep his composure. He stood on the chariot, holding on to the railings, looking around with panic on his face. He had no idea how to deal with the situation in front of him. The military tactics he had learned in books before
None of the tactics were of use now, and big beads of sweat flowed down his cheeks. He stammered and murmured: "This... what should I do?"
As the commander Li De was so panicked, one can imagine the mood of the generals below. Many generals were confused and in danger. Even the horses they stepped on were restless and their hooves were beating.
Keep kicking the ground.
Jiang Shaozhi looked at the generals on the left and right, then raised his head to look at Li De in the car. He sighed secretly in his heart. The Feng army dared to take the initiative to attack his own army of 200,000 people with more than 70,000 people. How could it be unprepared?
Come?
Looking at the battle between the two sides, whether it is individual soldier ability or overall cooperation, the gap between our own side and the Feng Army is not only one or two levels, but no matter how large the number is, I am afraid that it will not be the opponent of the Feng Army.
This battle cannot go on any longer. If we delay it any longer, no one will be able to escape, and the whole army will have to answer.
Here! Thinking of this, Jiang Shaozhi raised his hand to Li De and said: "General, the enemy is strong and we are weak. In this battle, our army... our army should retreat temporarily and avoid its sharp edge before making plans!" He wanted to say that our army was defeated.
It was decided to run away quickly, but when I thought about Li De's temper, I had to speak more tactfully.
Before the war started, Jiang Shaozhi only said that the Feng Army was not weak, and was scolded by Li De. Now that he said he wanted to retreat, not only did he not get scolded by Li De, the latter was nodding his head and responding repeatedly.
"Yes, yes, the wind army is powerful. It is best for our army to take shelter first!" As he spoke, he immediately shouted to the order soldiers beside the chariot: "Quick! Go and send the order, the whole army retreats, don't do it again!"
Fight with the Zephyr Army!"
When the soldiers heard this, they dispersed and passed Li De's military orders to each regiment.
Soon, the sound of drums in the Anjun camp disappeared and was replaced by the continuous sound of gongs. The piercing gongs sounded one after another and kept ringing.
When the drums were beating and marching, the An army was no match for the Pingyuan army. Now, with the sound of gold, the whole army is about to retreat, and it will be even more unable to withstand the advance of the wind army.
Li De didn't care about the lives of his soldiers at all. He hurriedly ordered the driver to turn around and retreat with the chariot first.
As soon as he ran away, the surrounding generals and guards also ran away.
They were all cavalry, especially the chariot Li De was riding in. It was pulled by eight horses in front and was very fast. How could the retreating rear army be faster than them? Such a large group of cavalry rushed into the rear army and was captured.
Countless An soldiers were killed and injured, and the screams were heard one after another.
They had just passed through the rear army. When they looked forward, they saw that a wind army of about 10,000 people had circled behind An Jun at some point and blocked An Jun's retreat.
Li De saw it clearly, his head buzzed, and he screamed at the generals on both sides of the carriage: "Charge over, clear a bloody path for me, and rush out!"
When the generals heard this, they could only speed up their horses and charge towards the Fengjun formation ahead.
Before they could rush forward, the Feng Army's arrow array came first, and dense arrows came towards them, including countless army-breaking crossbow arrows.
The great thing about the Pojun Crossbow is that it is easy to carry. It is far less huge than a trebuchet. It blends in with the army and is invisible, and it is not visible at all from the outside. Once there is a confrontation, the Pojun Crossbow will be pushed out from the crowd.
When it comes out, the lethality produced is beyond imagination.
The crossbow arrows of the Pojun Crossbow fly out and hit a horse's neck or head, which can be directly penetrated. Even if the person sitting behind is a spiritual cultivator wearing a spiritual armor, he will not be spared.
The person in front of him also became vulnerable, even people, horses and spiritual armor were shot through.
Before the many generals could wait, the guards rushed to the Fengjun formation. Hundreds of people died just under the arrow formation and broken crossbows, including more than ten generals.
Li De on the chariot was also almost hit by a broken army crossbow. Fortunately, he reacted quickly and leaned down in time. The crossbow arrow grazed his hair and shot the flagpole of the Anguo flag behind him.
break.
Now Li De is really scared of being beaten by the Pingyuan Army. He has never encountered such a powerful opponent in his life. Of course, this battle is also the first time he has been on the battlefield in his life.
He lay down under the car, holding his head with his hands and never stood up again. He could only scream with his eyes closed.
He didn't even know how his chariot broke out of the Fengjun camp. It wasn't until he heard someone calling him that he slowly opened his eyes. At this time, there was silence all around. He took the courage to
He sat up tremblingly and looked out of the car. There were only a dozen of the original dozens of generals left, and only a thousand of the thousands of guards left, and everyone was covered in blood.
As for the soldiers below, not even a single one was seen, and there were only these thousands of people around the carriage.
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