Chapter 101 Not Retreating
I saw the loud shouting of killing in front of me.
Wen Guang got on his horse, looked back at the four thousand soldiers and horses behind him, and roared: "The war has begun, we cannot sit here and wait to be killed."
"All soldiers, follow me to penetrate Jiangyun Valley and rescue the young master."
"If anyone among us falls off the horse, don't stop, you must open the door."
"We must open the door and rescue the young master!"
Wen Guang repeated it again.
"kill!"
He led the attack with a thousand cavalry.
"Report!"
"Commander, unknown cavalry suddenly appeared behind our army."
"Whose flag?"
"The banner with the word Wen."
"The banner with the word Wen?" Yu Wenxing picked up the clairvoyance and looked behind him. There was indeed a group of cavalry, but the number of the cavalry was not large. It seemed that there were only a thousand people.
Yu Wenxing looked calm and showed no panic at all. He said as if he had already expected it: "It looks like Wen Yue ambushed an ambush."
"Of course they were anxious when they saw Wen Yue being made into dumplings. They would have come to die."
"Order, guard the camp on the left and right, and the rear team will become the front team. Eat these one thousand riders for me. I will completely trap Song Hao to death."
Yu Wenxing did not mention Wen Yue, because in his eyes, Wen Yue was already a dead man.
Although they participated in this battle, it was actually a game between the upper-level immortal masters.
There were a total of 10,000 troops in the left and right guard camps, and they immediately turned their attack around.
Ten thousand people in front are enough to hang the three thousand soldiers and horses in Jiangyun Valley. They need to quickly eat the one thousand cavalry behind them.
"Full bow."
"Fire arrows."
Two thousand feathered arrows were as dark as dark clouds, shooting at the charging cavalry.
Wen Guang, who bore the brunt of the attack, was instantly shot into a hedgehog by a bow and arrow, and blood spurted out.
He clenched the reins tightly and roared angrily: "Kill!"
Then rolled off the horse.
The guards around him did not dare to stop, and hundreds of horses trampled over his body.
"kill."
Sanhu's hands have long been transformed into ghosts, and a black film covers his body. Ordinary feather arrows can penetrate the cavalry's armor, but they cannot penetrate the ghostly skin.
When Wen Guang died, the three tigers took his place, taking the lead on the leaping horse.
The strong horse with the blood of alien beasts on its crotch carried three tigers, and it only took a few breaths to rush to the front of the Wei army's formation.
"Boom."
Shields aligned.
The spear pierced through the gap in the shield.
The infantry in this formation are interlocked and are most vulnerable to cavalry charges, not to mention that the cavalry team has now shrunk.
The ghost turned into black mist and enveloped the three tigers' bodies, contaminating the sitting horses at the same time.
The three tigers pinched the horse's belly, and the horse's speed increased to a new level.
The big gun with a thick mouth in the hand is like a supporting pillar.
Sweep violently.
The shield exploded before his eyes, and the infantry who resisted was immediately smashed into pulp by the iron spear.
A huge gap suddenly appeared in the shield wall.
The three tigers entered the herd like fierce tigers and swept across. Countless soldiers were smashed into pieces by big guns, their limbs were broken and their arms flew away. Red, white and green colors were smeared on the ground and the cliffs of Jiangyun Valley.
The cavalry behind them got the light and rushed in through the gap.
The Wei army at the front couldn't stop the current three tigers at all.
With their ghost-incarnated bodies, top-notch internal organs refining, and natural divine power, the Three Tigers were like meat grinding machines on the battlefield, harvesting human lives crazily.
"Report——!"
"The handsome man is in trouble."
"Wenzi Banner's cavalry tore apart the left and right guard camps."
"The two battalions of broken troops have rushed to the high field."
Yu Wenxing's mouth opened wide, he took out his ears and asked in disbelief: "Are you sure the information is correct?
Without hesitating to ask any more questions, Yu Wenxing hurriedly walked out of the tent and used his monocular clairvoyance to observe the battlefield situation.
The soldiers were defeated and fled in all directions.
That's right, I'm talking about the two camps of Wei Dynasty.
There were originally ten thousand people, but now they have completely disappeared.
Moreover, not far away, three thousand more infantrymen under the banner of Wen poured into the battlefield and attacked the defeated soldiers head-on, wiping out the Wei soldiers one by one.
Yu Wenxing couldn't care less about being surprised. He didn't know what happened to cause such a situation, so he hurriedly searched for it.
Until he saw the mobile tower wrapped in gray mist at the front.
No matter what kind of soldiers were on the verge of collapse, he knew he had found the reason.
"what is that?"
"Does Daliang have such a strong general?"
Yu Wenxing looked at the people next to him, his eyes full of verification and doubt.
The lieutenant general was actually not sure, but after seeing the big gun, he felt that he must be close to him: "Commander, that person should be An Nanbo's son, Song Biao and Song Sanhu."
"Damn, there are so many capable people in Nanliang. They can kill any fool and make the soldiers of our great Wei army lose their armor."
"If we bring in the ambush army, I don't believe this fool won't get tired."
"It's worth using 30,000 troops to kill him."
Now that he knows who the visitor is, Yu Wenxing will certainly not be merciful.
This fierce general can beheaded in the midst of thousands of troops. If we don't kill him now by relying on the human sea tactics, how can we save him and encounter him on the battlefield later?
Yu Wenxing didn't want to have someone drill through the front row of guards when he was sitting in the middle of the formation, and then be beheaded in public.
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The battlefields between the two sides formed a sharp contrast.
The people in the formation were deadlocked.
Outside the formation, corpses littered the fields, broken limbs and arms piled up like mountains, and rivers of blood dyed the earth red.
In fact, sometimes there is not much difference between the battles between immortals and mortals. They are both still human beings and both need to fight hard.
Wen Yue held the soul flag, endured the severe pain and held the spirit stone, holding the Yin Soul Pill in his mouth to replenish his mana.
Because he had taken too many Yinhun Pills, the evil spirit lingering in his body had not been eliminated and had floated out of his body.
There are not many spiritual stones left. From the beginning of the war to now, it has been two hours, and there are still three and a half spiritual stones left.
The Yin Soul Pill was always accumulated, and there was still a lot left, but Wen Yue did not dare to take more.
Eating too much evil energy will affect a person's sanity. In this kind of battle, once he loses consciousness, the situation will be completely tilted, so he does not dare to do that.
Brother Compass struggled to get up from the ground and took two healing pills. He looked pale due to excessive blood loss.
Lin Hui, who was haunted by the powerful ghosts of Zhu Lin and Zhao Shixian, has also begun to use spiritual stones.
Only Tu Shanjun and Cui Guang were still in a stalemate.
When Cui Guang wanted to rest, Tu Shanjun attacked the unconscious monk lying under the cliff. If Cui Guang continued to fight like this, even though he was a monk at the seventh level of Qi training, he was exhausted and did not dare to slack off at all.
After two hours of fierce fighting, the battle turned from intense to a stalemate.
at the same time.
The unconscious monk under the cliff moved his fingers slightly.
Then he got up from the ground and shook his head.
To this day, there is still a loud roar and a buzzing sound in his mind.
He glanced down and saw that the ghost claw wound on his chest was sealed with magic. Although it was no longer bleeding, the wound area was indeed very large.
He took out the elixir from the talisman and drank it before looking around.
Tang Wen looked at everything in front of him in surprise and astonishment. He didn't know how long he had been unconscious and why all his senior brothers were injured.
What is this seven-foot evil ghost with a green face and fangs?
And why are there so many ghosts and ghosts in the formation?
"Junior Brother Tang, kill this beast quickly." The sword-wielding monk Luopan exclaimed with great joy.
Unexpectedly, Junior Brother Tang woke up at this juncture.
Now is not the time to complain, it is better to kill the demon cultivator quickly while his mana power is gone.
Tu Shanjun looked gloomy.
As soon as Tang Wen woke up, the target involving Cui Guang was gone.
If this person is allowed to break free, the battle will be lost.
"It seems that I am destined to die here today." Wen Yue said sadly.
Everyone in this world has to die, and Wen Yue doesn't think he is an exception. Being able to stand up again, reconnect his broken leg, and become a Qi practitioner is already a great blessing. Now he just faces death calmly.
Wen Yue had actually already made preparations.
It's a pity that he can't save his father-in-law, and he can't fulfill his promise.
"If I die, what will happen to you, sir?"
Wen Yue looked at Tu Shanjun. He couldn't help but have tears in his eyes. If Mr. Tu fell into the hands of these people, would he still have a way to survive?
He didn't know, but he was afraid.
"Backlash."
Wen Yue made a mouth gesture towards Tushanjun.
If the husband bites him back and uses his own body as a springboard, he might be able to escape.
Tu Shanjun clenched his fists.
Why he couldn't save anyone.
Does he have to turn against his apprentice and use his apprentice's body to escape?
Where can you escape?
Escape once or twice.
Can you escape?
If I shrink back today, when will I stop shrinking?
Tu Shanjun's eyes were firm. He wanted to become an immortal, and he also wanted to regain his human body, but today he still didn't want to give up just like that. He wanted to give it a try.
Isn't it the right thing for a master to protect his disciples?