"Hoo -" Tang Yin pushed against the bison and roared suddenly. He lifted one foot and stamped his foot hard. There was a bang. His whole foot almost stepped into the ground, and he was hit by the bison and slid backwards.
The body finally stopped.
He stopped a buffalo that was running wildly, which made the surrounding Feng Army soldiers dumbfounded. Qingyu who was sitting on the ground was even more stunned, dumbfounded, and his mouth was so wide open.
, but couldn’t say a word.
Tang Yin did not let go of his grip on the bison's horns. He shouted again, grabbed the bison's horns and twisted it to the ground.
With a thud, the bison's huge body was thrown sideways in the air and fell heavily to the ground. Its limbs were swaying and struggling to get up from the ground. Tang Yin turned his palm into a knife and aimed it at the bison's head and stabbed it hard.
Go down.
Phew! Although the spiritual armor in his hand was not a knife, it was sharper than a knife. With this strike of the hand, his whole palm was pierced into the head of the bison, and the bison was killed on the spot.
Tang Yin didn't waste a moment. He took out his palm from the bison's head, clasped the bison's neck with one hand, and grabbed one of the bison's hind legs with the other. He shouted again, lifted the thousand-jin body of the bison above his head, and then looked at it.
Aiming at the bison behind them, they smashed them hard.
Plop! The carcass hit the buffalo herd, causing several running buffalo to roll to the ground and roll into a ball. Taking this opportunity, Tang Yin finally took a breath, turned around and said to Qing Yu who was sitting on the ground blankly: "Qing Yu, this battle
We can't fight anymore, so retreat quickly..."
Before he finished speaking, a bison ran towards him again. Tang Yin narrowed his eyes slightly and hooked a long gun on the ground with his toes. He held the gun in one hand, leaned forward and pounced, the bison was hitting him.
On the tip of the gun.
The bison's head was pierced on the spot, and Tang Yin was also affected by the impact and staggered back several steps involuntarily.
Before he could stabilize his body, another bison rushed towards him. At this time, Tang Yin had no weapons in his hands, and there were too many bisons. He could defeat one or two bison, but he could not defeat them all.
He shook his head secretly, and as his thoughts turned, the spiritual armor behind him made a "clatter" sound. At the same time, two huge black wings sprouted from his back. Tang Yin quickly rushed to Qingyu and grabbed him with one hand.
With his wings fluttering, Tang Yin lifted Qing Yu into the air, just in time to let the buffalo herd pass.
Looking at the herd of bison swarming under his feet, Qingyu was still frightened and couldn't help but shudder. He turned back to Tang Yin and said in a trembling voice: "If the king hadn't come to save me, I would have died from the kick of the cattle this time."
Got off..."
Tang Yin didn't speak. He flew in the air and saw the battlefield more clearly.
Now, how can one word describe the tragedy of the soldiers of the Feiyu Army? The battlefield is devastated and in a mess. There are corpses of the Feng Army everywhere, and there are discarded armors and weapons everywhere. The Feiyu Army has been completely defeated.
.
Tang Yin felt sad, how many soldiers would we lose in this battle! If we lost in an upright manner, that would be fine, but our side was not defeated at the hands of the Sichuan army, but at the feet of the buffalo.
He took Qingyu and flew to a place where the bison rushed past. After falling from the air, he slowly let Qingyu go. Looking at the defeated soldiers of his side around him, he couldn't help but murmured: "What happened?
Who set such a vicious trap here..."
How much manpower and energy would it take to drive so many bison into the mountains and keep them in captivity just to release them down the mountain when our own side attacks the city?
He shook his head secretly, Sichuan Kingdom was truly Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, full of talents, but he was still too low on Sichuan Kingdom's strength.
Thinking of this, he looked up to the sky and sighed, saying: "Qingyu, give the order... to withdraw the troops!"
After hearing what he said, Qingyu smiled bitterly. There are no troops left to retreat now. The army of nearly 100,000 people may only have 18,000 people left. He has fought countless times on the battlefield, but never like today.
This is such a miserable defeat.
After the buffalo herd passed, only corpses and wounded soldiers were left in the Feiyu Army camp. Looking around, there were piles of corpses on the battlefield, and it was hard to tell the number. The injured soldiers were squirming on the ground, groaning,
The screams of pain came and went, making the sound loud and clear.
However, even if the Feng army wants to withdraw its troops now, the Sichuan army at Xuangu Pass is still unwilling!
After the buffalo herd rushed through the Feng Army camp, the city gate of Xuangu Pass suddenly opened, and then tens of thousands of cavalry rushed out from the city pass, shouting and screaming, and headed straight for the defeated remnants of the Feiyu Army.
Tang Yin, who was about to retreat with the army, saw it clearly, and his anger rushed to his head. The Sichuan army had managed to win by chance through conspiracy, and now it dared to pursue them out of the city. It was really too much of a lie.
Tang Yin's tiger eyes flashed with a terrifying light, and he shouted to Ah San beside him: "Ah San, give me the Sword Emperor!"
Ah San hurriedly took down the Sword Emperor from his horse, and then carefully handed it into Tang Yin's hands.
The latter took it, shook his arm, and threw off the Sword Emperor's scabbard. Then, he pulled a war horse from the guard, jumped on it, turned around and said to everyone: "You wait for the army to retreat, I will come to the rear to stop it."
enemy!"
"Your Majesty, the enemy has many soldiers and horses, how can you be the rear guard?!" Qingyu walked up quickly and said urgently.
"Don't be wordy, we don't have time. Qingyu, please lead all the brothers in the army to retreat! Hurry!" Tang Yin glared at him fiercely, then, with his feet in the stirrups, he charged back towards the Sichuan cavalrymen who were leaving the border.
Since Tang Yin got the Sword Emperor, he has been playing with the sword a lot on weekdays. He has long been familiar with the characteristics of the Sword Emperor and can use it with ease. At this time, he is holding the reins in one hand and holding the Sword Emperor in the other.
The Sichuan cavalry left.
There was still quite a long distance between the two sides, and Tang Yin had already slashed the Sword Emperor in his hand into the air.
The Sword Emperor drew an arc in the air, and at the same time, several beams of light and electricity shot out. Before the Sichuan cavalrymen on the opposite side could see clearly what was going on, several of them screamed and fell off their horses.
The two sides finally came into contact. Tang Yin raised his sword and slashed the first Sichuan cavalryman who rushed to him in half, both man and horse.
Then, he waved his arms, and the sword emperor's sharp edge drew streaks of light and electricity in the air. The Sichuan cavalry around him could be said to be dead if they were stuck to them, and they would be killed if they touched them. The soldiers who were hit and fell from their horses were like dumplings, constantly falling from their horses.
Roll down.
The sword emperor's sharpness is now showing its power. The steel helmets and armors on the Sichuan cavalry are like pieces of paper in front of the sword emperor, being torn apart easily. Even the fine steel weapons in their hands cannot withstand the sword emperor's edge.
, under Tang Yin's sword moves, the Sichuan cavalrymen were often cut off along with their weapons.
There were also people among the Sichuan cavalry who had experienced the Battle of Shenchi. Someone shouted: "Sword Emperor! That's the Sword Emperor! It's the weapon used by the Holy King of Shenchi before -"
Before he finished speaking, a bolt of lightning shot into his mouth. The Sichuan cavalryman's shouts suddenly stopped. He shook his horse a few times and fell down. Looking at him again, there was a gun like a stick stuck in his mouth.
It was a strange sword made of iron bars, its edge protruding from the back of his head.
Everyone around was horrified, and some of them wanted to get off their horses and pull out the strange sword, but the strange sword swayed twice on the body as if it was alive, and then flew back like lightning.
The electric light flew back to the Sword Emperor in Tang Yin's hand, making a soft snap sound, and merged with the Sword Emperor. If you look closely, you can't find any gaps in the sword, as if the Sword Emperor's sword has never split.
As if.
Tang Yin, who held the Sword Emperor, was undoubtedly more powerful. Although there were many Sichuan troops besieging him, no one could hurt him. On the contrary, more than hundreds of Sichuan troops died under the Sword Emperor.
It can be said that at this time, Tang Yin completely blocked the tens of thousands of Sichuan cavalry by his own strength.
Seeing Tang Yin's ferociousness, the Sichuan soldiers were also frightened and did not dare to rush forward blindly. They turned their horses' heads one by one in an attempt to bypass Tang Yin on both sides.
After all, Tang Yin was only one person, and it was impossible to block so many Sichuan cavalry. Just as he was charging left and right in the Sichuan army camp, trying to buy as much time as possible for his own side to retreat, Asan and Asi came over with a large group of guards.
Both sides were cavalry, and there was no unnecessary nonsense after the encounter. They immediately fought to the same place. Although the guards were few, they were all elite, and most of them were spiritual cultivators. As soon as the two sides met, dozens of Sichuan cavalry were captured.
Pick up the war horse.
One Tang Yin was enough for the Sichuan cavalry to drink a pot, and now Asan and Asi brought so many guards, the morale of the Sichuan cavalry was quickly suppressed. Just at this time, the gong sounded on the city head, and the Sichuan cavalry began to rush.
Turn around and quickly return to Xuangu Pass.
Looking at the retreating figures of the Sichuan cavalry, Tang Yin sighed, then looked at Ah San and Ah Si and asked, "Why are you here?"
"General Qingyu sent us to meet the king!" Ah San said.
"It's unnecessary, what can a few Sichuan troops do to me?!" Tang Yin nonchalantly shook off the emperor's bloodstained sword, and then handed it to Asan.
He looked at the battlefield around him, then looked back at Xuangu Pass, his eyes were deep, and he gritted his teeth and said fiercely: "Today's revenge will be avenged in the future!"
Although he suffered a big loss this time, the Feiyu Army was almost wiped out, but Tang Yin still had hope. After all, there were three legions behind him: the Pingyuan Army, the Sanshui Army, and the Directly Affiliated Army. Waiting for him to join up with these three legions.
After that, if they make a comeback, they will definitely be able to capture Xuangu Pass in one go and avenge today's attack with one stone.
He led Asan, Asan, and others to catch up with the remnants of Feiyu's army and retreated with the army. This retreat lasted thirty miles.
When they were thirty miles away, Tang Yin ordered the entire army to rest on the spot, and then counted the number of people. The Feiyu Army was in terrible shape now. There were only 20,000 soldiers left in the entire army, and more than half of them were wounded. There were really
The fighting strength is probably less than 10,000 people.
With an army of nearly 100,000 people, you can imagine how people felt when they fought to such an extent. At this time, the whole army was lifeless, and there was no one to speak. The soldiers sat on the ground, only breathing heavily for strength.