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Chapter 79

Flags are flying, war drums are thundering, murderous intent is overwhelming, and gunpowder smoke is filling the air.

The dust on the battlefield obscured the clouds and the sun under the whipping of the war horses, and a thunderous hissing sound came. The generals of the two armies all focused their attention on the figures of Chu Feifan, Zhan Long, and Zhan Hu.

All of a sudden.

Chu Feifan's figure rose into the sky, wielding the Heavenly Halberd in his hand in the void. The sound of two huge blades colliding was heard, and the swords and dragon-prisoning spears in the hands of Zhan Long and Zhan Hu were knocked out one after another.

"boom!"

"boom!"

The golden armor on Chu Feifan Zhou's body made a hunting sound, and the figure floating down in the air stepped lightly on the horse's back, and flew out to kick the war dragon and war tiger down under the horse's back.

"Whoa!"

Chu Feifan's figure landed on Gale Wu Zui's back. The halberd in his hand flashed with cold light. At that moment, a column of blood flew away. Two pairs of eyes staring at the sky were wide open, filled with endless despair.

The color of fear.

The life breath of the two people continued to drain away, and even after they knew they were completely dead, their wide-open pupils still did not close.

Chu Feifan defeated two men one by one and beheaded the two men off his horse. The entire Zi Chu army's golden drums sounded in unison, and the loud shouts resounded throughout the sky.

When Liu Qingcang saw Zhan Long and Zhan Hu falling from their horses and dying miserably, he turned around and looked at the soldiers around him. He saw the panic on their faces and the trembling figures. He knew in his heart that this warrior had lost his spirit and could only continue fighting.

It's just an increase in sacrifice.

Although he was unwilling to give up, Liu Qingcang knew that he could not use the lives of tens of thousands of soldiers as a bet. These tens of thousands of soldiers were his last support.

Just think of this.

Liu Qingcang drew out the long sword from his waist and raised it high, shouting loudly: "Retreat the whole army and return to Fengyang City!"

When Chu Feifan saw that Fengyun Kingdom's army wanted to retreat, he raised his halberd into the sky and shouted domineeringly: "Kill!"

With an order, Lin Chong and Jia Yuan led tens of thousands of people to rush in like a flood that broke a dike. In the blink of an eye, they rushed into the Fengyun Kingdom's enemy troops. Under the impact of the two men, the retreating enemy troops were hit to 708 pieces.

Fall, be defeated.

As the war drums sounded and the Zichu army charged forward, the roaring killing cries of tens of thousands of troops floated in the void. The war horses drank blood and neighed. The light of the scimitars, swords and spears was dimmed by the blood.

At the same time, the enemy's left wing Pan Shaoan held the Purple Gold Thunder King Hammer and led five thousand soldiers behind him like angry ferocious beasts, charging into the enemy army. The enemy's right wing Lei Wufeng and Wen Chuyue led three thousand soldiers

The Tiger and Leopard troops rushed forward at the same time, blocking the enemy's retreat route.

Two sudden armies appeared, Liu Qingcang had a look of panic in his eyes, turned his head and shouted at the two generals on the left and right: "Vice General Wang, Vice General Liu, I order you to each lead an army of 10,000 to attack the two wings."

The incoming army stopped them and killed them."

"Commanders, listen to your orders. Our army's strength is several times that of the enemy's. Please don't panic and follow the general to meet the enemy and kill them all!"

Liu Qingcang knew that if he hurriedly fled to Fengyang City at this time, he would probably lose all his 40,000 troops here. Now he could only have a decisive battle with Zichu's enemy to have a chance of survival.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Liu Qingcang raised his spear and roared, pointing the spear in his hand directly at Fengyun Kingdom's oncoming army. Killing cries filled the sky, and dozens of generals behind him all galloped forward on horseback.

Chu Feifan immediately stepped forward and threw the Wushuang Heavenly Halberd in his hand to Jia Yuan. He drew out the purple gold sword from his waist and rode into the enemy formation alone. The sword pointed at Liu Qingcang and chased after him.

Chu Feifan, who was chasing him all the way, was invincible. It was like entering an uninhabited land. Wherever the purple gold sword in his hand passed, blood flew everywhere. The enemy troops of Fengyun Kingdom kept falling under his sword.

Jiayuan galloped forward on horseback, following Chu Feifan's side. He opened the halberd in his hand and roared like a killing sickle, killing several people in a row. All the soldiers who came from Fengyun Kingdom were shocked by his power. No one was there.

But when the sharp edge hit them, they all reined in their horses and turned around to run away.

As Chu Feifan, Lin Chong, and Jia Yuan rushed to the left and right, the soldiers of Fengyun Kingdom lost all fighting spirit, threw down their helmets and armor, and all fled in a hurry.

The breeze was cold, half of the city was filled with smoke and sand, and the dust that filled the void shrouded the broken sword and broken halberd stuck on the ground. There was a mountain of corpses on the ground, and blood and tears fell down. The broken knights fled in a swarm with their armor broken, and they were completely defeated and embarrassed.

Wen Boya glanced at Jia Yuan beside him and chuckled: "At this point in the war, we already know who will win. If my emperor kills Liu Qingcang and captures Fengyang City, the battle will be settled and the situation of Fengyun Kingdom will be over."

"Sir, what do you mean?"

"Can't the Jiajing military advisor see that the emperor is brave and good at fighting, and the generals are brave and powerful? Why should Zichu be afraid of the wind and clouds?"

"This statement is quite accurate. I believe that it won't be long before our emperor's power will shock the surrounding countries." Jiayuan's expression was as calm as water, a faint look of admiration flashed across his eyes, and he said in a calm voice.

"kill!"

An earth-shattering killing cry came. Wen Boya and Jia Yuan followed the sound and looked in the distance. Suddenly they saw a figure wearing golden armor in the battle of ten thousand armies, shuttling among the army like a soaring dragon.

"Liu Qingcang, I will take your life now!"

"Shu Zi, don't be arrogant. I have this intention as well. Let's see who is stronger between you and me!"

"Whoa!"

Liu Qingcang shouted angrily, and the spear in his hand pierced through the air with cold light. Chu Feifan raised his hand and put the purple gold sword against his chest, and the tip of the spear pierced the sword body.

"boom!"

There was a loud impact, and sparks of fire surged up. Chu Feifan felt a stinging pain coming from his chest, and his figure soared into the air, glaring at Liu Qingcang with sword-like eyes.

"Nine unique sword skills, kill with one sword!"

The wind shadow moved, the sword light flashed, and a little sword light split the sky. Liu Qingcang felt the sword light coming from the air, and the spear in his hand rose into the sky and stabbed Chu Feifan's figure.

"Whoa!"

A pillar of blood flew up, blood gurgled from Liu Qingcang's wrist, his whole arm trembled, a hideous look of pain appeared on his cheeks, and cold sweat kept falling from under his helmet.

at this time.

On the wall of Fengyang City, Yingzhan and Gongsun Xun looked at the miserable battle outside the city. It was a massacre of Zifeng's army. Fengyun's 40,000-strong army was completely frightened and had no fighting spirit at all.

"General Ying, what should we do now? Liu Qingcang's right-wing army is probably going to be wiped out. Should we lead our troops out of the city to assist them, or..."

"Xun'er, the defeat of this battle has been decided. Even if we lead our troops out now, can we really stop the Zichu army?"

"Close the city gate, and you must not let the Zichu army rush into the city!"

Yingzhan's eyes glowed with crystal light, he sighed helplessly and roared in a bone-cold voice.

"General Ying, we can't close the city gate. Many soldiers will be withdrawn soon. If we close the city gate now, they will really be annihilated under the city wall!"

"Gongsun Xun, please wake up. The enemy army is following closely behind the army. If it were for the thousands of soldiers who escaped, Fengyang City would probably fall!"

"Close the city gate!"

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