The halberd in his hand shook slightly, and the dozen or so wolves that pounced were suddenly smashed into meat patties and beaten back.
Zhu Xuan raised his head to the sky and let out a crazy roar: "Yuanmeng thief, the wolves last time were indeed your ghost tricks.
It's a man, let's fight to the death with me, Zhu Xuan.
Ahh The halberd in his hand was like a straw, flying wildly around, and suddenly a semicircular energy shot out with a shining white light, and a burst of crying like a baby could be heard around, and those fogs were actually forced back by him for more than a dozen feet.
Zhu Xuan was ecstatic in his heart, and he shouted: "Sons, if you have a good heart, you are not afraid of ghosts and gods, and use your blood to break these spells."
Hahahahaha The Fang Tian Painting Halberd in Zhu Xuan's hand stabbed towards the sky, and a white energy as thick as a foot rushed upward, and the dark clouds in the sky suddenly broke through a small hole.
Those Yanwang Mansion warriors who were panicking suddenly jumped with joy and cheered loudly.
They raised their weapons and let out a crazy howl, the blood in their bodies was surging, the fighting spirit was high, everyone waved their knives at the same time, and suddenly a thunderous sound resounded through the heavens and the earth, which was the trembling sound of the sword wind.
The dark clouds around them were washed away by the frantic fighting intent of these warriors, and the yin wind wrapped around their feet like kraft candy gradually loosened, and even the thumb-sized hailstones that kept falling disappeared without a trace.
There was a layer of mist in the sky, like a bowl holding Zhu Xuan's army, outside was a crisp night on the grassland, and inside was a dim space.
Although it was dim, it was still clear that countless huge steppe wolves were swimming back and forth around Zhu Xuan's army, as if waiting for something.
Zhu Xuan and the others took a cool breath, and a staff member muttered to himself: "My God, there are at least 100,000 wild wolves, how did they recruit this Yuan Mengtar, if they raise wild wolves, how many cattle and sheep will be enough for them to eat?"
Zhu Xuan swallowed and foamed, and said a little bitterly: "I'm afraid, they used evil magic to gather all the wild wolves in this radius of more than a thousand miles."
It seems that they have been preparing for a few days in order to calculate us, and the stomachs of these wolves, you see, are all hungry, and it is the most ferocious time.
Looks like it's going to be a big battle this time.
The order went down, and the barbarians in the south ignored them, and guarded them with five thousand archers, but they did not dare to rush in when it was dark. ” "In each of the other three directions, 10,000 machetes, 5,000 shieldmen, 3,000 pikemen, and 2,000 archers were prepared, and the Chinese army left 30,000 men to take turns trimming.
I don't believe it, our 100,000 elite soldiers in the Ming Dynasty can't beat a group of wild wolves" Hearing Zhu Xuan say this, the soldiers around him suddenly had great courage in their hearts: "However, no matter how powerful these wild wolves are, a warrior can always kill a wild wolf, what else is there to worry about A warrior killing one, that is, 100,000 wild wolves, what is the threat to himself?"
On the grass tomb, a monk trembled, and he said in a trembling voice: "Master, the national teacher has not come back yet, my mana has reached the limit, if I gather the wolves again, I'm afraid I won't be able to withstand it."
Inside his nose, two fountains of blood flowed out slowly.
A thin, dark monk also nodded with difficulty: "I can't do it anymore, I've been controlling those wolves to rush here for the past few days, our mana is low, and we really can't control them." ” The monk who took the lead looked up at the sky, gritted his teeth and made a decision: "That's it, the national teacher hasn't come yet, and the black-clothed monk he wants to deal with with himself is very tricky."
Add spells to all the wolves, and we won't be able to control the rest.
Brothers, as long as we can annihilate this enemy army, the Southern Barbarians will not be able to recover for several years, so everyone will work hard.
As long as their army no longer enters the grassland, our people will survive, this is fate, they die, we live. ” The monks chanted in unison: "They die, we live."
Their right hand was like a knife, splitting the vein of their left wrist, and streams of blood spurted out, directly onto the wolf-headed skeletons in the middle.
The hideous and evil skull suddenly burst out of a burst of bloody light, and dozens of red smoke rushed out from the seven orifices of those skulls, twisting and struggling in the air like a living thing, condensing into a thick pillar of light and rushing straight into the air, and then shooting diagonally on the wolves.
Each wolf was shot with a red light, and the wolves immediately changed.
The wolves' green eyes turned red, emitting a terrifying blood-colored glow.
The body seemed to swell again, and the hairs stood up one by one.
Their claws and teeth doubled in length under a strange force, and the fangs glowed with a white chill.
Their claws, like sharp blades, popped out of the flesh and blood two inches long, rubbing impatiently on the ground.
These wolves suddenly became like monsters, where are they still ordinary wolves, and those monks are already standing up at this moment, running wildly around the skulls of the bunch of wolves, their hands, handprints are constantly changing, as if flowers are blooming and decaying.
Invisible ripples rushed towards the wolf skulls, shattering several blood-glittering skulls.
The powder floated in the air without wind, and then spread evenly into the lungs of the hundreds of thousands of wild wolves.
Those wild wolves were already terrifying to the extreme, but at this moment, a strong aura erupted from their bodies, as if a martial arts master suddenly released his momentum.
Zhu Xuan exclaimed: "Be careful, sons, fire arrows quickly, these guys are going to rush up."
Before he could finish his words, the wild wolves rushed up like hell devils.
They roared wildly, and sticky saliva dripped down from the gaps of each tooth, and those saliva were still emitting a trace of green light, which was a sign of poison.
These wild wolves did not waste their strength at all, and rushed over one by one close to the ground, and when they were still two or three feet away from the soldiers, their front, middle and back rows suddenly jumped at the same time.
The highest row bit the necks of the warriors, the middle row drooled and tore the lower abdomen of the warriors, and the bottom one ran against the ground as their most delicious dinner.
No one noticed that the wolves' saliva was running down the ground, and their paws were more or less stained with saliva as they passed over the ground, and now their paws had a mysterious phosphorescent green color.
The shield men in the front row immediately dispersed.
Their shield was just a half-body shield, and they didn't know where to put their hands in the face of the wolves rushing from above, middle, and bottom at the same time.
They protected their heads, but there was an immediate sharp pain in their lower abdomen and calves.
They protected their lower bodies, and their necks immediately fell into the mouths of the wolves.
As soon as they made contact, more than 2,000 shield soldiers fell under the wolf's fangs and claws.
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None of these lacerated and bitten warriors had time to say a word, and their bodies were even quickly blackened.
Zhu Xuan howled angrily: "Spearmen, machetes, do you just watch your companions die in battle" His Fang Tian painting halberd swung out, sweeping away the dozen or so wild wolves that rushed in front of him, and the blade tore through the bodies of several wild wolves, sprinkling a rain of blood.
What surprised Zhu Xuan was that the bodies of these wild wolves seemed to have suddenly mutated, and the wild wolves that could be killed with one shot were just rolling on the ground at this moment, and immediately got up again.
Zhu Xuan even felt that their bodies were soft and rigid, as if they had practiced qigong for several years.
In particular, the speed and strength of these wolves rushing over were three times stronger than the dozen or so male wolves just now "Damn sorcery.
Damn it.
Zhu Xuan ignored his identity and cursed rudely.
He was angry, he also saw the red light just now, but he didn't think what it was, now it seems that it is the main reason for the mutation of these wolves, right Zhu Xuan has an urge to destroy everything, but he forcibly suppressed his impulse, because he knew that he couldn't go crazy now, and he had to command his army to defend and counterattack.
"Archers, what are you doing to shoot these damn brutes for me.
Shoot all the arrows in your hands without aiming.
There are so many wolves, you shoot indiscriminately, you still have to aim at the machete, what are you doing When this is the kiln of Yanjing City, are they all weak.
Chop me down, hack these brutes to death.
The shieldman in front of me stopped the wolves rushing below, and all the wolves in the air were hacked to death. ” "Spearman, what are you doing, what are you holding in your hand, that's a spear, that's a spear that can be used to kill, stab me to death these sons of bitches."
At the same time, the soldiers agreed and lined up neatly and densely in formation, resisting the attack of the wolves.
When the machete was swung, a fountain of blood spewed out, and one after another the wolves let out a terrible howl, and fell under the heavy machete; The spears stabbed out, and the wild wolves that flew at them suddenly sent themselves to the sharp head of the spear, like a barbecue skewer.
The life of the wolf is extremely long, those whose heads have been cut off will still tremble wildly on the ground for a while, and those who have been strung on the spears are even more dancing towards the warriors below, and they often succeed in tearing a few wounds on the bodies of those warriors, and as a result, some warriors are poisoned and fall to the ground.
Zhu Xuan's soldiers fought very miserably, these wolves were not afraid of death at all, and after being stimulated by spells, their single strength far exceeded the strength of those ordinary soldiers.
Arrows that are enough to disable a warrior once they are shot are not of much use against these wolves.
Originally, the green wolf skin was the best armor to resist arrows, and these wolves were demonized by spells, and they didn't care about the arrows that rained in the sky.
An arrow fell, but it could shoot into the body of those wolves to a depth of three or five inches, and these wild wolves, who had forgotten the pain, naturally did not take this damage to heart.
What made the soldiers feel even more terrifying was that the arrows that directly hit the wolf's head were actually bounced back, which intuitively told these warriors what is called copper-headed iron-backed tofu waist, which is the nomadic adjective for wolves.
A wolf rushed at him, his teeth torn and his claws scratched, and before it fell, it could have overturned three or five warriors, and the current battle was completely one-sided.
Those wolves can bite indiscriminately, anyway, it doesn't matter if they accidentally hurt their companions, and the wolves don't seem to be afraid of the poison.
And Zhu Xuan's subordinates are different, if they wield the weapons in their hands indiscriminately, they may be able to slash their companions, so they have already lost in terms of momentum.
Especially when their formation gradually dispersed, they could have been able to swing knives and bayonets in unison, but at this moment, because of the physical blocks of their companions everywhere, their counterattack weakened a little.
The wolves roared and rushed up, and gradually, the warriors who could not support their physical strength were pounced on by the wolves, and then dragged back by several big wolves, and suddenly saw dozens of swarthy shadows pounce on them, and there was a terrible sound in my ears of flesh and bone being frantically gnawed by sharp teeth.
There were the weak-minded warriors, who had already spit out, and they could not bear the double stimulation of the sound and the sight.
There was also a warrior whose physical strength had been weakened to the extreme, and he could no longer control his movements, so he sat on the ground and sobbed quietly.
Zhu Xuan was furious, angry to the extreme.
He jumped off his horse and rushed into the wolves with a halberd in hand.
In the exclamation of the nearby soldiers, he was like a hedgehog with flashing knives, and he was extremely efficient in splitting the wild wolf into four pieces, and then brought a rain of blood in the sky, throwing the corpse in all directions.
In an instant, Zhu Xuan killed more than two hundred wild wolves, and then, he ran out of true qi and retreated into the formation in embarrassment under the pounce of dozens of huge gray wolves.
A deep panic surged in Zhu Xuan's heart: "These wolves, I underestimated their strength.
A mad wolf, a mad wolf, and a poisonous wolf, is really comparable to three or five well-trained warriors.
If, if those Yuanmeng's cavalry broke through at this time, wouldn't we end up with the annihilation of the whole army, my father handed over the army to me, how could I be defeated and go back, especially the boss's subordinate Lifeng, his elite soldiers are now also under my subordinates, if because of my failure, let the boss's guards lose too much, go back to Yanjing, what face do I have?"
Let's make a desperate bet, only the last bet, Zhu Xuan shouted wildly: "Soldiers of the Chinese army, you have rested and don't kill, kill all these evil wolves."
You can't let them get close, so you can pick them up with a spear, and after you provoke them, you must throw them at me as far as possible.
Countless officers shouted with Zhu Xuan, and the 30,000 soldiers of the Chinese army also joined the battle, and suddenly the entire battle group expanded in a circle around the boss.
The morale of the soldiers who received reinforcements was high, and a fierce slashing and killing of many vicious wolves was also killed.
The battle situation was stalemate, and Zhu Xuan was so busy that he couldn't breathe.
If a pack of wolves broke through the defenses in any place, he had to rush over to assist in the defense and slash the wolves that rushed in.
Ruxu struggled for more than two hours, Rao is Zhu Xuan had infinite power, and he also felt extremely tired, as if there were coals in his lungs grilling, and his throat also ripped open the bellows.
Think about it, the current battlefield stretches for more than ten miles, and in two hours, he ran back and forth five or six times, killing nearly two thousand giant wolves, and the weight of his Fang Tian painting halberd is more than sixty catties.
Up to now, Zhu Xuan can still hold on and not fall, and he can be regarded as one of the best generals in the world.
Thankfully, after the initial panic and heavy casualties, the remaining warriors had figured out how to deal with the damned wolves.
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The shield bearer held a shield in his left hand and a knife in his right hand, and when he saw that the wolf was rushing over, he stabbed the wolf's belly and stabbed it in, and then the pikemen behind him immediately used his spear to fly the badly wounded wolf out.
The machete, on the other hand, stared at the surroundings with blazing eyes, and wherever a vicious wolf broke in, he immediately pounced on it and hacked it to death.
And those archers also gave up useless and futile shooting, grabbed melee weapons and added them to the camp of hand-to-hand combat, so that the strength of the battle formation was thickened a few points.
And the 20,000 cavalry under Zhu Xuan were frantically whipping the buttocks of the horses that sat down, rushing back and forth in the wolves.
The horses saw the wolves around them, smelling the foul smell in the air, they were already trembling with fright, coupled with the whipping of the owner on their backs, they immediately started to go berserk, and they ran and skimmed their hooves, but they trampled countless wolves to death.
Rao is those giant wolves have hard skulls, but the best war horses come with all their might, and they only end up with a broken brain.
Of course, there were also horses who were unlucky, and were caught by those wolves with a few paws on their bodies, but they quickly fell, and the warriors on horseback could only quickly flee back to the infantry camp in a row.
Fortunately, when the wolves saw the horses fall, they immediately pounced on the horses' corpses, so the losses of the cavalry who lost their horses were not great.
Zhu Xuan, who was standing on a small earthen bag with a halberd and panting, felt more and more that something was wrong, he looked due south, and his heart suddenly became terrified, and he shouted wildly: "Is there any movement over there?"
The general who commanded the five thousand archers over there shook his head again and again, indicating that since the wolves began to attack, those Yuanmeng cavalry had not moved for half a day.
Zhu Xuan's heart suddenly rushed to the soles of his feet, making his body almost soften.
These Yuanmeng Tartars must be weird.
At this time, there was a great chaos in the northeast, and Murong Tian, who was shrouded in the shadow of a white sword, gritted his teeth and rushed straight in with more than a hundred soldiers covered in blood.
Murong Tian didn't see where Zhu Xuan was, so he shouted loudly: "Your Highness, where are you, you, are you confused, why are you still staying in this place, the cavalry of the Tartars is already preparing to assault in the direction of due north, what are you still doing here, many wolves have moved to the south." ” There was a buzzing in Zhu Xuan's head, and he almost howled.
He kept telling himself: "You can't mess up, you can't mess up your heart, and now your heart is messed up, then you're dead."
Zhu Xuan shouted: "Murong, come over here."
What's going on ahead of you?"
As soon as Murong Tian turned his head and saw Zhu Xuan, he immediately slashed away a few vicious wolves that pounced on him, and rushed straight towards this side, he shouted loudly: "Your Highness, that Chi Meng'er surrounded our soldiers and horses with tens of thousands of elite soldiers in front, and it seems that he is going towards Daoyan Zen Master."
Zen Master Daoyan and Master Li asked me to order His Highness, and the whole army immediately retreated and returned directly to the edge of the Great Wall, and those Tartars did not dare to chase after them.
Hurry back, otherwise when Chimeng'er and their army arrive, we will really have no chance at all. ” Zhu Xuan realized: "Those damn Tartars, they use wolves just to drag us down."
Yes, delay time, consume our energy, wait for them to deal with Monk Daoyan, and then join forces to deal with us.
But the monk Daoyan is just a monk, it is necessary to mobilize tens of thousands of soldiers and horses to besiege the gods, then the five thousand men and horses of the fierce wind are not dead" Zhu Xuan raised his head and shouted, "Murong, you straighten out the army and horses, and we will immediately retreat towards the south."
Tell everyone to be careful, keep the formation and retreat slowly, it's dark here, and you can't see clearly. ” Murong Tian shouted bitterly in a row: "Your Highness, where there is anything in the dark is a hundred zhang away from our formation, it is good weather, the moon in the sky is shining, the moon is about to set, the sun is about to rise, where is there any dark land to go, go quickly, those Tartars used evil magic to deal with us."
Zen Master Daoyan asked us to quickly retreat from the army, invite the Baiyun Daoist of Baiyun Temple, and then break the enemy soldiers. ” Zhu Xuan was so angry that he trembled, and he scolded in a low voice: "Damn, whether we are fighting or being a monk and Taoist priest in the dojo, what else do we want these generals to do, my father said that when I conquered the capital of Yuanmeng, their national teachers at that time blocked our hundreds of thousands of troops alone, and I think it is so powerful."
By the way, who killed the red-clothed lama in the end, who said it was Wudang, but unfortunately I didn't pay attention to it back then and forgot it. ” Zhu Xuan gritted his teeth fiercely and roared wildly: "Sons, keep in formation, concentrate the cavalry brigade in front, and give me an assault to the south."
All the archers remained in the middle army and on both wings, and as long as a living creature came, they would shoot me hard.
The sons and daughters of the queen should pay attention, the spears are ready, and if anyone dares to rush in, they will kill me.
Zhu Xuan ran a few steps, grabbed his war horse, turned over, Fang Tian's halberd pointed to the south, and shouted: "Murong, rush for me." ” Murong Tian gasped and responded: "Huh."
With a swing of his long sword, he brought up a white light and rushed forward like thunder.
There were still about 17,000 people left in the 20,000 iron horses, and when they saw Murong Tian rushing out, they immediately followed behind Murong Tian, shouting and clashing away.
Zhu Xuan took a long breath, mobilized the churning true qi in his body, and after circulating in the meridians for nine weeks, he felt that his energy was lifted, and he immediately raised Fang Tian's halberd again, and shouted: "Sons, if you want to live, give me a rush."
He took a few breaths and rode out, and behind him, the well-trained warriors lined up in a huge semi-arc formation, according to his assignment, and ran out like arrows like arrows as if they were sharp arrows.
Zhu Xuan kept cursing himself in his heart: "Zhu Xuan, Zhu Xuan, what is wrong with you today, since you have already understood that it is an evil law that blinds the eyes, why are you still confused by the Tartars, and you can't even see the enemy's plan to delay the army, those Tartars, mobilized more than 50,000 old, weak, sick and disabled to besiege us, in order to increase the momentum, plus the wolves of those straight thieves, so that I don't dare to move, the enemy does not let me move, then naturally there will be killers one after another, but what about you, Zhu Xuan, you have been leading the army for several years, Why can't I see such a little trick clearly?"
At the same time, he also had a good impression of Li Feng: "It seems that he is a good man, but it's a pity that he is too tired."
The boss has his help, but it is very tricky, I have to find a way to get Li Feng into my hands, then he and Murong happen to be a good pair of assistants.
Sure enough, he was a good man, and he actually asked Murong to bring someone to report the news, and he stayed behind.
Hey, if I bring 5,000 soldiers and horses, would I dare to confront the tens of thousands of elite soldiers of the Tartars" After a while, Zhu Xuan shouted: "Naturally dare, I, Zhu Xuan, am I just a brave horseman?"
With countless thoughts churning in his mind, Zhu Xuan's evil qi became more and more sufficient, and he rushed out of the phantom array arranged by those monks with a large number of foot soldiers.
More than a dozen monks who had exhausted their mana cried out to hit the sky: "Oh my God, why did they suddenly flee now, where do we still have the strength to trap them?"
Murong Tian acted as the spearhead of the charge, and a white sword light bloomed, like a white lotus, but the wolves that were close to him were all killed by him with a single sword.
And the cavalry behind him suddenly rushed out of the dark, oppressive, and dreary space, saw the refreshing sky, and heard the natural wind echoing again, and their hearts couldn't help but feel light, and their morale suddenly increased.
Especially in the eastern sky, a round of red sun will not come out, and the red glow in the sky is dazzling, which makes these iron-blooded soldiers feel uplifted and murderous.
After a night of hard fighting, there were more than 80,000 military horses left behind, like a tiger out of the gate, quickly broke through the blockade of the wolves, and after dropping the wolf corpses all over the ground, he met with a team of old and weak Warat people who were sitting on the ground resting.
Zhu Xuan let out a cruel laugh: "Sons, slaughter these damn dogs."
Rushing out of the way, we gave them a hard blow.
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Strange thoughts churned in Zhu Xuan's head again: "Maybe, I still have the strength to fight now, as long as those damn Yuanmeng demon monks don't use evil arts, what else can stump me" His Fang Tian painting halberd was raised, and he sat down on the steed to drive his body, like a thunderbolt, rushing into the army of old and weak people in those demented states.
Blood was flying, these old and weak troops who were resting, where could they have imagined that Zhu Xuan's army, which was besieged by his own army and the wolves recruited by the mage, actually rushed straight over.
They were sitting on the ground eating dried meat and munching tea leaves, and now they suddenly saw countless soldiers and horses killed in front of them, and before they could pick up their weapons, their heads had been cut off on the ground.
Zhu Xuan drew a halberd and split the white-haired heads of the two old men more than ten zhang away, biting his lip and thinking: "There are still 20,000 soldiers and horses stationed in the rear camp, if they are mobilized, I still have the strength to fight."
It's just that their national teacher, what is the strength If Monk Daoyan is killed by him, wouldn't it be that we want to do it, I, Zhu Xuan, will never retreat, no matter how powerful the demon monk is, it is just some illusions, as long as I am firm in my mind, is his head hard with my sword?"
Zhu Xuan settled down: "Now the sons and daughters are also tired, now retreat for a hundred miles, gather the rear army to transport the baggage, and then I will organize the army and fight with them in a dignified manner."
They have 50,000 elites here, plus the tens of thousands of elites who besieged the Daoyan monks, the available soldiers are only 100,000, and I also have 100,000 ironclad elites here, who is afraid that if he doesn't make it, if the demon monk comes, watch me cut off his head.
Ah, I'm confused, just now I should go out in a single conflict and kill those demon monks who set up the formation, so how can I be besieged overnight" The more Zhu Xuan thought about it, the more annoyed he became, and the Fang Tian painting halberd in his hand was like a swatter beating a fly, and he gently pressed it on one skull, and the sound of snapping and popping started continuously, he had broken the heads of more than thirty old and young, and the halberd was stained with blood.
He raised his halberd and rushed towards the nearest middle-aged man, who looked like a general's and looked to be in his forties.
Zhu Xuan shouted loudly: "Either you die, or I live."
One day, I, Zhu Xuan, will make your entire prairie bleed. ” The middle-aged man didn't have time to react at all, Zhu Xuan was fast, he had already arrived in front of him, Fang Tian's halberd stabbed him into a halberd, and then threw it out.
An angry roar came from the sky: "Nanchao Xiao'er, the Buddha is not here, you dare to be presumptuous, where is the monk, the Buddha, I want to seek revenge on him."
In the sky, Ba Ba'er stepped on his robe in a rage, holding a white bone Zen staff in his right hand that he didn't know where to get, and his fat body was jumping in the sky.
This seems to be how he flew straight over, and since it was just night, he didn't see their army on the ground, so he rushed here directly.
Zhu Xuan pointed at the halberd in his hand and pointed towards Ba Bar'er: "Demon monk, how do you want to come down, and fight with grandpa and me to live and die." ” Ba Bar laughed wildly: "Idiot, Buddha, I am a golden body, will the Buddha fight with you, do you think the Buddha is a person, look at the trick."
His fat right hand raised to the sky, and a stream of blood rushed from his body to his palm, and then, with the rumbling thunder, a huge blood-red palm print with a radius of more than ten zhang came out of his hand, and after hovering in the sky for a week, under the guidance of Ba Ba'er, he headed towards Zhu Xuan under the hood.
When the bloody handprints were still three zhang away from the top of Zhu Xuan's head, the weeds around Zhu Xuan had all been frozen into ice, and then exploded.
Dozens of personal soldiers around Zhu Xuan touched this ice crystal, and they couldn't help but make a sound, and they fell under the horse, and their bodies immediately froze and couldn't move.
Zhu Xuan's body was also frozen, watching the bloody palm print split down, but he didn't have any power to fight back.
He reluctantly raised his Fang Tian painting halberd and threw it towards Ba Bar, but with a slight wave of the white bone Zen staff in his hand, his heavy Fang Tian painting halberd was beaten into a twist and inserted into the grass crookedly.
With a loud bang, Zhu Xuan, who was churning with blood and qi in his body, watched the huge palm print get closer and closer, and couldn't help but feel the evil anger in his heart, and the natal primordial god that everyone has rose from his forehead to the sky, forming a red light, turning into a crazy tiger shape, and rushing towards the bloody handprint.
With a bang, Zhu Xuan shouted, turned over and fell under the horse, and traces of blood flowed out of the seven orifices.
And the bloody handprint in the air was rushed by Zhu Xuan's natal primordial spirit, and most of it dissipated, and the light-shaped tiger hovered in the air blankly for a while, and actually two rays of light flew out from the middle, far away towards the south, and the remaining light was a little hesitant to circulate in the air for a long time, and then reluctantly ran back to Zhu Xuan's body.
Ba Ba'er's body was also shocked, and his face suddenly became extremely ferocious: "What a fierce general, he actually responded to the White Tiger Star Monarch in the sky, and he was born with the fierce aura of a white tiger."
Fortunately, you are not the White Tiger Star Monarch's lower realm, otherwise wouldn't I be miserable today, Buddha, and I can't leave you behind, otherwise I will definitely be my fierce rival in the future.
His fat body jumped off the robe, and his fat ass sat down on Zhu Xuan's head, as if he wanted to use his fat body of more than 600 catties to directly crush Zhu Xuan to death.
Murong Tian let out a terrible howl, the reckless bull in his body was raised wildly, and the battle sword in his hand let out a groan, bringing a piercing white light towards Ba Bar.
There was a snort, and the bar let out an earth-shattering roar.
Murong Tian's sword pierced his left buttocks and slashed out of his thighs, and more than thirty catties of fat fat were chopped off Ba Bar'er's buttocks, and the smelly blood spilled over the unconscious Zhu Xuan on the ground.
Murong Tian's body rolled, grabbed Zhu Xuan, jumped on Zhu Xuan's BMW, and fled towards the south.
The aura on his body was amazing, the sword aura was soaring, and the wolves and Yuanmeng soldiers along the way were very interested in getting out of the way, and none of them dared to stop him.
And Naba Bar, who was in pain at the moment, his heart and liver were cramping, and his big hand suddenly lacked a large piece of his buttocks, and he let out a howl like killing a pig, he was half dead in pain, where did he still have the strength to chase and kill Murong Tian and the two of them The soldiers of the Yan Wangfu watched Zhu Xuan defeat miserably, and Murong Tian fled with Zhu Xuan, and suddenly the fighting spirit in his heart completely collapsed.
The god of war like Zhu Xuan was defeated, and the powerful Murong Tian also fled, what the hell is wrong with this God, is God blind Countless soldiers had no strength in their arms, and they stared blankly in the direction of Zhu Xuan's escape.
The remnants of thousands of wolves immediately pounced fiercely, and thousands of warriors fell to the wolf's kiss with a miserable howl.
Those Yuanmeng warriors saw the advantage, cheered and clashed from three directions, arrows rained down, countless soldiers fell in the rain of swords, guns and arrows, blood, stained the ground red for several miles.
A sharp voice came from the northeast: "You bastards, what are you doing, you are warriors, you are warriors, do you want to be easily killed by these Tartars, do you want to make your relatives sad" With a thick layer of white cloth tied to his stomach, the pale face of the fierce wind sat on horseback, waving the Qingying Sword in his hand, and let out a crazy scolding: "Warriors, cheer me up, let's rush out together."
Don't let your brothers be sad at home, and don't let your children weep at home.
Do not allow your elderly parents to lean against the doorpost and wait until the end of your death. ” A mouthful of blood spurted out of Li Feng's mouth, and he howled hoarsely: "Brothers, let's fight, there is no way back."
The demon monk is powerful, if you want to live, follow me.
The long sword in Li Feng's hand trembled, and more than a dozen shining rays of light flew out, splitting several vicious wolves that were blocking the way, and rushed into the elite soldiers of the Yanwang Mansion who were already in chaos.
The remaining tens of thousands of fighters shouted in unison: "Brothers, fight."
When you are dying, you have to pull a cushion on your back.
"The morale that had already collapsed was reunited because of the sudden appearance of the poignant image.
These fighters, who had given up resistance, thought of their parents, children, and brothers at home, and their hearts suddenly swelled with blood, and they followed behind Li Feng like madmen, rushing forward.
The iron-faced monk Daoyan pounced towards Ba Bar'er, and he screamed: "Demon monk, I spared your life, but you dare to come and harm my people of the Ming Dynasty."
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You deserve to die, sons, you kill it, and the poor monks don't want to work hard for decades, and they will guard the back road for you.
As soon as his hand was raised, a brilliant golden light bombarded out with the Taoist Sang, which made the shivering Ba Bar vomit a face full of peach blossoms, and almost closed his breath.
Ba Bar Er was so angry that he scolded: "Wu Na thief monk, you came to attack me again, you southern barbarians, from monks to the people, there is no one who is loyal and honest."
He threw out the white bone Zen staff in his hand, and a mouthful of blood sprayed on it, and the Zen staff suddenly turned into a white five-clawed flying dragon, and pounced towards the monk Daoyan with teeth and claws.
Monk Daoyan saw that countless elite soldiers of Yanwang's Mansion fell under the swords and spears nearby, and an evil fire rushed up in his heart, he rubbed his forehead with his right hand, and opened his mouth to spew out a golden relic.
The relics were surrounded by golden flames, and they looked as solemn and solemn as they were.
As soon as the majestic white flying dragon came into contact with the relics spit out by Monk Daoyan, it immediately let out a miserable scream, and was beaten into countless broken bones and fell.
Monk Daoyan was also greatly shaken, and a mouthful of blood spurted out wildly.
He pinched a handprint and stamped it towards the bar.
Ba Bar screamed, and the magic weapon that saw that he was looking after his house was also broken, and he immediately turned into the wind and fled.
However, the speed of Monk Daoyan was extremely fast, and a pure innate vitality hit Ba Bar'er's waist fiercely.
Ba Bar let out a terrible howl again, at least fifty catties of flesh and blood were blown off by that vitality, and his hips on both sides had become blurred with flesh and blood, and he was no longer human.
Luckily, he still had the last bit of strength, and the spell was activated, turning into a storm and flying away.
Monk Daoyan gritted his teeth, suddenly picked up a heavy machete from the ground, and rushed towards the stalemate of the battle group.
Monk Daoyan let out a loud roar from his mouth: "I don't use my power, Buddha, you are the kind of good monk who fasts and recites scriptures, the Buddha taught me, kill to kill, kill all your Tartars, and return me to a peaceful world."
The long knife in his hand pulled out a knife flower, and suddenly more than a dozen Yuanmeng big men flew out with blood all over their bodies.
Li Feng was simply stunned, this monk Daoyan was a demon, but he saw Monk Daoyan shouting like a fight, and he couldn't help but feel a burst of anger in his heart, and the green sword in his hand let out an overwhelmed moan, dragging up a three-zhang long blue light, waving back and forth among the enemy soldiers in front, and he didn't know how much flesh and blood had been harvested by them.
The warriors behind him also fought to the death, rushing out like mad tigers.
The more than 10,000 horses intercepted by Yuan Meng in front of them immediately collapsed, and under the leadership of Li Feng and others, more than 60,000 elite soldiers escaped the encirclement in embarrassment.
The sound of horses' hooves rumbled, and the 50,000 elite cavalry led by Chimeng'er's subordinate generals finally arrived, and they rushed towards the exhausted Yanwangfu army from the west and northeast in two teams.
Ma He, who was severely injured by Chi Meng'er, gritted his teeth, and immediately heard the snapping sound of his teeth shattering in his mouth.
Ma He roared wildly: "The Right Biao Battalion and the Left Tiger Battalion are all left to fight to the death to cover the escape of the team."
Never die, your family, I will bear it with my horse and one force. ” The two guards of the infantry approached 8,000 men and horses and let out a terrible howl like a wild wolf, and without any hesitation, they turned and killed the two groups of elite horsemen.
Arrows rained down on the cavalry, and countless warriors were shot like hedgehogs before they could get closer.
Eight thousand men and horses, stopped the total number of more than 100,000 troops in Yuanmeng for half an hour, half a quarter of an hour, Li Feng and they fled more than ten miles with their own team of men and horses in a panic, and they were temporarily out of danger, as long as they ran five hundred miles wildly, that was where the rear camp was.
Fleeing, fleeing, they led the remnants of less than 50,000 military horses to run on the grassland.
From time to time wounded soldiers died on the road, and from time to time seriously wounded soldiers were separated from the ranks.
Groups of small-scale Yuanmeng cavalry rushed from all directions, stripping away the remnants of their combat power layer by layer, this is the warriors of the nomadic tribe who took advantage of the fire to rob, and the few people who are not worth mentioning at all in ordinary times are almost crushed by the strong wind.
Finally, after fleeing in disarray for three days and three nights, more than 43,000 tired soldiers and horses rushed into the camp.
The mace on the lower abdomen took away a muscle of the strong wind, just entered the camp gate, he fell to the ground, half a day can not get up, after he entered the innate realm, for the first time he felt that the true qi in the body has been completely consumed, not a single left.
There were at least thirty deep knife marks on his body, and if he hadn't eaten too much elixir, Li Feng would have died of excessive bleeding.
Chang Tie and his generals with sweat and tears on their faces, Ren Tianhu, Ren Tianqi and others covered in blood raised the strong wind, and carefully carried the strong wind into a big tent as if they were treating a treasure.
These generals knew in their hearts that on the way to escape, if Li Feng hadn't tried to block the swords and arrows for them, Li Feng would not have been injured like this.
Li Feng didn't know that his momentary impulse of righteousness allowed him to get the desperate effect of these generals.
True affection can only be cultivated on the battlefield.
It is a kind of flesh and blood relationship that never leaves, lives and dies together, until it is beyond love, family affection, and friendship, and only belongs to the flesh and blood between men, which cannot be described, but will never deteriorate.
In this battle, Zhu Xuan, Li Feng and others led a total of 110,000 troops to attack, and only 43,000 people returned to the camp alive.
A fiasco, a fiasco that can shock the entire Yanwang Mansion.
In the middle of the night, the monk Daoyan, who had restored his monk's attire, stood in his tent with a hideous face, and roared in a low voice with a vicious face: "Ba Bar, you barbarian and ugly monk, you can actually make the monk and me embarrassed as promised."
The 110,000 army was attacked by the monk and me, and only 43,000 people returned, and the monk and I were hurt by you.
Wait, I'll let you know what a miserable result it was for offending the monk. ” A paper crane emitting a faint black light flew out of the tent of the monk Daoyan and rushed to the southwest like lightning
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