Chapter 282: Bitter and resentful

Yin Thunder loves to kill, and naturally understands people's hearts best, so when the flood flooded the dead city, he had expected this day. And as the most "afraid of death" person, how could he not be prepared?

Therefore, on the surface, he was cleaning up the northern grain road, but in fact, he had already transported troops from the rugged and narrow road to the western gorge to carry out a counter-ambush.

The 10,000 undead army with swords and axes in hand instantly defeated Wu Yong's ambush, and the Yin Thunder figure dissipated instantly, and when it reappeared, it was already in front of Wu Yong, and when he raised his right hand, a strange rune flashed, and he ran directly towards Wu Yong's chest.

Wu Yong was taken aback, hurriedly raised his bow to defend, and a momentum directly knocked him several feet away. However, before he could recover his breath, Yin Thunder attacked again.

The Yin Thunder move is extremely weird, it seems to be just an ordinary punch, but inside it seems to imply the power of the waves. Wu Yong no longer dared to take it hard, and it was difficult to pick up his edge.

Masters fight, morale is important. Wu Yong, who had a cowardly thought, quickly hit several palms, and after a few moves, he was forced to the edge of the cliff.

"What a Ming Xiu plank road dark Chen Cang!"

Chen Shui and Wang He were still fighting under the canyon, and with this advantage in strength and terrain, they had already eaten away at most of the undead army's strength.

But Wang He was still not in a hurry, he knew that the battlefield above the canyon was the key, so he only fought with Chen Shui, not to fight to the death.

"Ah......h

With a terrible scream, Wu Yong's body fell rapidly, obviously kicked down by Yin Ting.

"Good chance!"

Wang He was overjoyed, he directly smashed the long sword in his hand and used it to resist Chen Shui's footsteps. And he went out a few zhang and sacrificed the power of the golden pill Qinglong Knife, and the sword light suddenly flourished, directly triggering the flood and turning into a green dragon, roaring hideously and grabbing Wu Yong in the air.

"Don't succeed!"

Chen Shui burst into a shout, his legs turned into a bow, and he actually pretended to be an arrow spear in his hand, and threw it directly, the spear pierced the sky, and a shot pierced the throat, directly shattering the green dragon turned into a flood of spiritual power.

In the air, Wu Yong took the opportunity to dodge and move, caught the flying spear, inserted it into the cliff with his backhand, and slowly fell.

"You've been fooled!"

Just as Chen Shui took a breath, Wang He's gloomy voice sounded again. Chen Shui's face changed slightly, and he hurriedly retreated, and as soon as the blue light flashed, a wound opened in his abdomen, and blood was dripping.

How could Wang He be willing to give up when he succeeded in his move? I saw that his body turned sharply, and he kicked Chen Shui three times in the shoulder, abdomen, and back, knocking him into the quagmire.

Seeing that the main general was defeated, the rebels hurriedly rushed forward with their swords and used them as cover. Wang He snorted coldly, with a sarcasm in his eyes, and a column of water lifted him up to the sky, avoiding everyone's killing moves.

At that time, Wu Yong, who was on the cliff, saw this good opportunity, and hurriedly took a bow and shot arrows, aiming at Wang He. And Chen Shui, who was caught in the quagmire, also rushed out quickly, and the two formed a horn trend, which made Wang He in a dilemma.

"Hey, hey!"

Out of nowhere, a shrill voice sounded, so piercing that it was like a fingernail scratching a wall and a rat gnawing on a wooden chair.

At the same time, the sound of thunderstorm sounded under the flood, mixed with the tearing screams of countless people. The river burst apart, mixed with the blood and stumps of countless people, and the sparse rain fell again.

Although it is just an understatement, the tragedy in the canyon is far beyond everyone's imagination, even Wu Yong and Chen Shui on the battlefield can't bear to look at it directly.

"You ......"

A strong explosion detonated the audience, and the flank between Wu Yong and Chen Shui also failed. After the series of explosions, Chen Shui's army was actually reduced by half, and 10,000 people died inexplicably.

"What did you do?" Chen Shui's eyes were about to split, and Wang He laughed: "The praying mantis catches the cicada and the yellow finch is behind, do you think Lao Tzu will believe your words?"

"I didn't expect that only a hundred thunder bombs could kill 10,000 troops, although it also accounted for the geographical advantage, but the power is still good, no less than the pole-breaking cannon. The methods of the people outside the territory are really treacherous!"

"You ....."

Chen Shui instantly understood everything, and angrily pointed at Wang He's nose and scolded.

Yin Ting and Wang He had a chance to escape from the city, but they were not willing to let their hard work go to waste, so they set a trap and had already planted a thunderbolt here, using Wang He as bait, waiting for the fish to take the bait, trapping Li Dong's army, trying to turn defeat into victory.

Chen Shui's eyes were cracked, and he shouted: "You are so ruthless, you actually don't care about the safety of your own soldiers!"

Wang He sneered: "Exchanging 5,000 for 20,000 is a good deal! What is my trick against you who don't keep your promises? You are ten times more vicious than me!"

Wang He laughed and stepped on his sword to sweep to the top of the canyon, and at that time, Yin Thunder had also occupied this place, and now it seemed that the demon army was ambushing the rebel army, and the situation had also tilted on the side of the demon army.

As for the one who just made a "hehe" strange laugh, it was Yin Ting, who said slowly: "Now you are like a turtle in an urn, but you want to surrender, because this monarch never accepts surrender!"

Chen Shui laughed angrily, Wu Yong's ambush soldiers and Chen Shui's remnants joined forces, they looked at the 10,000 undead army above, their hearts trembled slightly, like a stone plugging their chests.

Chen Shui shouted: "This game is indeed your victory, but you seem to have forgotten a little!"

"Oh, what have you forgotten?" Wang He licked his lips with amusement, looking at Chen Shui and the others in the canyon as if he were looking at prey, he was very curious about what else Chen Shui could do to reverse the decline!

On a high hill about ten miles away from here, the figures of Liu Xun and the four of them loomed.

Feng Yuxiu sighed and said: "I didn't expect this Wang He to be so fierce, the rebel army is going to be defeated!"

Liu Xun said with regret: "Soldiers, treacherous ways! Today is not in vain!"

Feng Yuxiu said slowly: "That underwater explosion won't be their masterpiece again, right?"

Feng Yuxiu said that they are naturally Liu Xun's senior brothers, although the people of Baiguling are brave, but the spiritual weapons are extremely scarce, and the thunder bombs used by Uzi to blow up the city wall in the past are also very powerful, but compared to today, they are nothing but a small thing.

Liu Xun smiled bitterly: "I really don't know what happened to them?"

Liu Xun was a little worried, because whether it was the Pole Breaking Cannon or today's thunderbolt, it was a first-class murderous aura. But these senior brothers are not murderous people, and they don't know why they have such a heavy killing heart.

The two sighed slightly, as if the overall situation had been decided. But Huo Nianjun suddenly pulled Liu Xun's big hand, and said with a smile: "Brother, it is unknown who will kill the deer!"

"Oh?" The three of them looked at Huo Nianjun together, full of suspicions, after all, in their eyes, Huo Nianjun was still young, how could they understand this treacherous battle situation.

"Tell me about it!"

Huo Nianjun smiled and said, "Since we all know that this place is the place of decisive battle, how can that stinky old man not know it?"

Liu Xun woke up in an instant, he hurriedly opened the magic pupil to inspect the surroundings, and immediately sweated profusely and shuddered!

"What did you see?" Feng Yuxiu and Murong Xian hurriedly asked, he had never seen Liu Xun so out of shape.

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"Ben Jun is also very curious, what other means do you have to change the situation!" Yin Ting's face that had not changed for thousands of years also evoked an obscene smile.

Chen Shui laughed and said, "Because we also know that you have 20,000 undead troops!"

Yin Ting and Wang He's faces changed in an instant, because they had completely forgotten that this seemingly secret gladiatorial battle had actually been a showdown.

They know the rebels well, and naturally they have already exposed all their hole cards.

"Hmph, bluff! Li Dong's 150,000 army, Benjun has all entered the city with his own eyes!" Yin Ting's voice trembled a little, and he seemed to be a little weak-hearted, this long-lost throbbing had not appeared on his body for decades, thinking that the last time was when he first entered the White Bone Ridge.

Chen Shui's eyes were sarcastic, and he laughed and said, "What if the people who enter the city are only disguised people?"

And at this moment, several voices echoed in the canyon: "The fourth unit of the rebel army, Zhang Chao has seen Lord Yin Ting, the lord of the dead city, do you still remember my brother Ma Lei?"

"The fifth unit of the rebel army, Huang Ping has seen the city lord of the dead city!"

"The sixth unit of the rebel army, Guan He has seen the city lord of the dead city!"

"The seventh unit of the rebel army, Zhao Yan has seen the city lord of the dead city!"

.....

This slogan was like a clarion call for death to ask for his life, Wu Yong looked around in shock, a little dazed, because he didn't know about this backhand at all.

Chen Shui seemed to see Wu Yong's confusion, and he said in a deep voice: "The reason why I didn't tell you is to ensure that this old fox is hooked!"

Countless armor soldiers slowly appeared like divine soldiers in the sky, and the mountains and fields were densely covered with banners. Zhang Chao, Huang Ping, Guan He, Zhao Yan, Xia Chao...... There are also harsh on the high slopes not far away.

Yin Ting's eyebrows stood up, and Wang He's face was like ashes, because he saw the twenty pole-breaking cannons behind the harshness.

"Very good, very good, in order to kill Benjun, you really took great pains!" Yin Ting laughed, he already knew that he was at the end of his rope, but at this moment he was calm, he glanced at the strictness, and then at Chen Shui under the valley, as if he saw Li Dong, or his former self.

"Li Dong, it's a pity that we are separated by this thick cloud, and it's a pity that we don't have the opportunity to see each other in this life!" Yin Ting unbuttoned his hood, and for the first time, he showed his full picture to everyone.

Wang He glanced at it, and the feeling of vomiting suddenly welled up in his heart, and even the unconscious undead army was a little frightened. Because Yin Ting's head seemed to be smashed above, hollowing out the egg shell.

Yin Ting said in a deep voice: "In order to lure this monarch to appear, you deliberately disguised the people as soldiers to enter the dead city, this plan is very good! But how can you be sure that this monarch will appear?"

Yan Yan said lightly: "Because you are Yin Ting, a bloodthirsty fanatic. If there is a gluttonous meal in front of you, how can you not eat it?"

Yin Ting laughed and said, "Yes, although Benjun is cautious, he is also an outlaw. This opportunity to reduce your tens of thousands of troops, how can this monarch miss it?"

"So, your greed dooms you to defeat!" A chill in Yan Yan's eyes triumphed, he, Wu Yong and Chen Shui were the original group of soldiers, so it was their families who were killed by Yin Ting at the beginning.