What Shangguan Yuan Rang said is true. With his martial arts, he can fight both on and off the horse. If necessary, he can also seize the Huan cavalry's horses.
However, as a general of a country, being able to give up his horse to the ordinary soldiers below on the battlefield is not something everyone can do. As for the fact that in Shangguan Yuanrang's heart, there is no distinction between high and low status.
Even the soldiers below will be regarded as his brothers.
The young soldier wanted to refuse, but Shangguan Yuanrang grabbed his armor and threw him onto the horse's back. Then he raised one hand and slapped the horse on the buttocks. The horse was in pain and neighed.
Run forward.
Shangguan Yuanrang looked at it for a while, then turned around. At this time, the Huan cavalry came up again. He stood still and said to the dozen or so soldiers on the left and right: "You can run away as soon as possible!"
"General, I will stay with you..."
"In the way!" Shangguan Yuanrang looked at the cavalry in front and simply replied, while at the same time, he stretched out his three-pointed and two-edged sword.
More than a dozen wind soldiers looked at each other, hesitated for a while, and finally retreated together, but their retreating speed was not fast.
In the blink of an eye, the Huan cavalry rushed forward with a rumble, and Shangguan Yuanrang could already hear the opponent's breathing.
"kill--"
A long spear was condescending and stabbed directly at Shangguan Yuanrang's face. The latter turned his head slightly and easily avoided it. Then, the extended spiritual sword was slanted out from bottom to top. Phew! This knife
Hitting the neck of the opponent's horse, the huge horse's head flew into the air, and the knight on the horse fell forward along with the horse's corpse.
Shangguan Yuanrang did not dodge, raised his fist, and struck out hard. Click! His fist hit the head of the knight who was flying towards him. Under the edge of his fist, the knight's head was shattered.
Blood and brains splashed on the spiritual armor on his body. Then, more cavalry came forward. Shangguan Yuanrang swung his sword and released a criss-cross slash. More than twenty cavalrymen and horses were minced into pieces.
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Before he could take a breath, the cavalry on both sides swarmed in again. Shangguan Yuanrang swept a spiritual wave to the left, killing two knights, while the cavalry on the right had stabbed his lower back with a spear, and Shangguan Yuanrang twisted.
He used his body to let his sharp edge, and without waiting for the opponent to collect the gun, he shot like lightning, grabbed the gun barrel, and pushed it back with force. The opponent screamed and fell down, falling right in front of Shangguan Yuanrang's feet.
Without thinking, the latter raised his leg and kicked Huan Bing in the lower abdomen. The latter slid out like a ball against the ground and hit the legs of the two horses that followed.
The horses couldn't hold back their strength, and they both lost their balance and fell forward. The two knights on the horse were caught off guard and fell down headfirst. There were two crisp clicks, and the neck bones of both men were broken. They were lying on the ground.
On the ground, he twitched a few times and then stopped moving.
This is just the beginning. When the enemy is outnumbered, Shangguan Yuanrang's body is almost covered with deadly weapons. His cultivation is profound and his spiritual armor is hard. Even an ordinary punch or kick can break the bones and tendons of the enemy.
folded.
He fought and retreated, but his two legs were not faster than the four hooves of the war horse. In a short time, a large number of cavalry had surrounded Shangguan Yuanrang. The cavalry kept circling around Shangguan Yuanrang, circling from time to time.
Rush out of a horse and deliver a fatal blow to him.
Before he could break out, there was a sudden chaos behind the opponent's encirclement. It turned out that the dozen or so wind soldiers who had retreated first came back and killed the Huan cavalrymen from behind. As soon as they came up, they cut down ten
Yu Qi.
"General, break out from here quickly——"
Shangguan Yuanrang couldn't see his brothers coming back, but when he heard their shouts, he frowned secretly. Didn't he let them run away first? Why did he run back again? Isn't this asking for death? While complaining in his heart, Shangguan
Yuan Rang suddenly increased his strength, slashed and stabbed with the three-pointed two-edged sword, and struck out seven or eight moves in one go.
Regardless of whether his sword missed the target, each of his strikes would always elicit a scream from the opponent. The originally airtight encirclement immediately revealed a gap under Shangguan Yuanrang's continuous attacks. He rushed out and fought with his brothers.
At the meeting place, looking at a dozen brothers covered in blood, he asked: "Why are you back?"
"The general asked us to run away first. Isn't this just killing a villain? Since we have surrendered to the army and have put our lives and deaths at risk, how can we escape on the battlefield?"
Shangguan Yuanrang still wanted to speak, but Huan Cavalry came up to kill him again. He took a deep breath, shouted suddenly, and released his spiritual chaos. His chaos and extremes can only be described as terrifying, and the sky was covered with spiritual blades.
When you are in it, you will only feel that the sky is dark and the earth is dark, the sun and the moon have no light, and then there is the heartbreaking pain of the spirit blade cracking the bones.
After a move of insanity, at least a hundred riders and horses died tragically on the spot, and countless others were injured. The lethality that erupted in that instant was so great that the other dozen wind soldiers were stunned in horror.
After a moment, people reacted, and a soldier stepped forward and grabbed Shangguan Yuanrang's arm and screamed: "General, leave quickly, don't fight anymore!"
They don't know spiritual martial arts, but they also know that releasing this kind of killing skill consumes the most spiritual energy. No matter how advanced Shangguan Yuanrang's cultivation is, there will be a time when it is exhausted. How many nails can he crush if he is covered in iron?
Shangguan Yuanrang was forcefully pushed out by more than a dozen Feng soldiers, who then opened up their stance to block the opponent's cavalry.
Looking at these exhausted and scarred brothers, Shangguan Yuanrang sighed in his heart. The soldiers of the Feng Army were almost all carved out of the same mold. They had a strong temperament and would rather die than surrender, even if they used their own flesh and blood to resist the enemy's edge.
, we must also create opportunities for our colleagues to survive.
At this time, Huan Jun launched another charge for an unknown number of rounds. The huge crowds of cavalry made a deafening roar as they galloped. Dozens of wind soldiers advanced instead of retreating, screaming at each other and heading towards the other side's cavalry. Shangguan Yuan
Jean clenched his fists, gritted his teeth, and rushed forward.
He could not save all his brothers, but he could at least let them see that he was fighting side by side with them before they died. This was the greatest respect he could show to these brothers who regarded death as home.
More than a dozen people were instantly submerged in the sea of cavalry, but the sound of fighting in the crowd did not stop and became more and more intense.
I don't know how long it took, but the sound of killing gradually moved outward from the center of the crowd. Suddenly, a half-moon-shaped spiritual wave shot out of the crowd. Then, the bodies of several cavalry on the periphery froze, and then, their waists all shuddered.
The wounds were so smooth that it was as if a laser had just cut through them.
At the same time as the corpse fell off the horse, a knight suddenly rushed out from the crowd. The knight on the horse was a red man with blood. The original color of the armor could no longer be seen. He was covered in blood, and even the whites of his eyes were filled with blood.
Turned scarlet. This person was none other than Shangguan Yuanrang who had broken out from numerous enemy troops.
Although the enemy army was numerous, with cavalry and infantry mixed in, Shangguan Yuanrang was able to come and go with ease, and his bravery in defeating ten thousand people was fully demonstrated.
Shangguan Yuanrang completely used his own power to entangle tens of thousands of Huan troops, making it impossible for the Huan troops to use all their strength to pursue the Feng army. He fought and retreated, and when his horses died, he seized the enemy's horses and fought to the end.
, he had lost count of how many enemy soldiers he had killed, but the three-edged two-edged sword that had been transformed into his hand had become blunt... He himself did not know how many Huan troops he had killed, but Cao Hou had statistics,
Of the originally 10,000 cavalry, only about 4,000 were still able to fight. Most of the remaining 6,000 cavalry were killed in the battle, and some were seriously injured and unable to participate in the battle anymore.
During this killing, Cao Hou was deeply impressed by Shangguan Yuanrang's bravery. He felt that Shangguan Yuanrang was no longer able to contend with him, and was so powerful that it was terrifying.
He recalled the cavalry chasing the enemy in front, and instead of letting the precious cavalry die in vain, he used infantry to pursue the enemy.
Anyway, if a monk can run away, he cannot run away from the temple. As long as he catches up with the main force of the wind army, his side will win.
As the cavalry in Huan's army withdrew from the pursuit, the pressure on Shangguan Yuanrang was greatly reduced, and he was able to deal with the enemy's infantry on horseback with ease.
In fact, after the fierce battle until now, Shangguan Yuanrang has reached the end of his strength. Not only is his physical strength severely exhausted, but also the spiritual energy in his body has been depleted. If the Huan army's cavalry does not withdraw, even Shangguan Yuanrang will not know whether he can still fight.
Can withstand several rounds of charges from the opponent.
Fortunately, this difficult tug-of-war was temporarily relieved by Huan Jun's retreat, giving Shangguan Yuanrang a rare chance to breathe.
He sat on the horse, breathing heavily as he ran, as if all the oxygen in his body had evaporated, and his wheezing sounds were like a bellows being pulled.
Without the pressure of the cavalry, Shangguan Yuanrang rested for a while, fought for a while, and ran for a while. He just walked and stopped like this, running for more than 20 miles.
When we arrived here, we were not far from Death Valley. At this time, it was past dawn and the sky was gradually turning white.
This Death Valley is quite hidden. It's not that the ground is remote and hard to find, but the entrance of the valley is particularly wide. If you look at it from the outside, no one can tell that there is a dead end inside.
More than 4,000 Feng troops ran into Death Valley first. Since Shangguan Yuanrang had not arrived yet, people did not immediately escape along the ropes in the valley, but gathered at the entrance of the valley to wait for him.
Soon, Shangguan Yuanrang also arrived. With the faint light from the sky and the light reflected by the torch, what people saw was a bloody man. How could they still tell who he was?
A captain took a few steps forward cautiously and asked, "Is the person coming... a general?"
"It's me!" Shangguan Yuanrang replied feebly.
People could not recognize his appearance, but they could recognize his voice. After hearing his reply, everyone let out a long sigh. Looking behind Shangguan Yuanrang, there was nothing, not even one of his brothers. People were sad.
Heartbroken, they all lowered their heads. Needless to say, the five hundred brothers who were with the general must have died on the battlefield.
"Why haven't you entered the valley yet? Go in quickly, the main force of the enemy will be here soon!" Shangguan Yuanrang shouted in a deep voice.