"Kill!"

The low and thick shouting sound resounded throughout the battlefield, Fang Tian's halberd was stained with blood, pointing directly at the iron-blooded battalion after the defeated army, and the victory made Qin Yuan's heart nervous, his trembling hands relaxed slightly, and his tense body slowly stretched, replaced by an unprecedented excitement and even excitement.

Charging in the blood and fire, the thief army immediately crossed the knife in front of the army, this kind of heartiness is what most men in the world will yearn for in their sleep.

The soldiers and horses of the Hundred Battles Battalion did not suffer much damage, and the attrition was very small, less than a tenth. At such a small cost, the enemy army was severely damaged, its main general was killed, and its battle was disrupted, which also made the sergeants of the Hundred Battles Battalion enthusiastic and excited.

"Kill!"

After Qin Yuan's deep and deep voice, the roar that rushed into the sky was overwhelming like a tide.

Qin Yuan's halberd was stained with blood and took the lead.

The people of the Hundred Battles Camp followed closely behind like gods and demons.

It is advisable to chase after the poor, not to sell the name of the overlord. Even if Qin Yuan went into battle for the first time, he knew that this was a good time to chase down the remnants of the army, and the opportunity could not be lost.

The morale of one side is like a rainbow, everyone is vying for the lead, and the main general of one side will be killed under the horse in just two rounds, and the morale is demoralized. In contrast, you don't have to go to the end to know what the outcome of this battle will be.

In fact, the outcome of the battle is far from being as simple as winning or losing.

The enemy's Tempest Battalion was pursued by the Hundred Battles Battalion, panicked, and a large number of men and horses retreated to the edge of the Iron Blood Battalion in the rear, and there were already signs of breaking its formation.

If the formation of the Iron Blood Battalion was broken up and Qin Yuan led the army to rush in, there would be no one to stop it. The Iron Battalion will also become the second Tempest Battalion, a complete rout.

"Slash!"

Xu Dexing gave a cold order.

As an old man who climbed from the grassroots soldiers to this position step by step, he knew what the defeated army would face when he rushed into battle.

The arrogant soldiers of the Tempest Battalion were defeated, just like a frightened herd, rampage, difficult to restrain them, and the enemy army would surely come and take the opportunity to kill, and then the iron-blooded battalion would probably be like the Tempest Battalion.

"This is not to blame on the old man, if you want to hate, you must hate the ruthlessness of the thief, and you must hate the cowardice and incompetence of you. Xu Dexing thought so in his heart.

The shining light of the sword slashed through the void like a thunderbolt, the blood seemed to be pouring out, the stumps and broken arms, the flesh and internal organs were scattered and sprinkled, the magma surged, the tongues of fire engulfed, and the screams were screaming.

Few people could have expected that Xu Dexing could be so ruthless and resolute, even if he was a colleague in the army, he could wave the butcher knife ruthlessly.

The rout of the Tempest Battalion was not expected, and they were even more frightened when they were already in disarray, so they could only flee to the east and west flanks. Qin Yuan didn't expect it, his thoughts swam, and he stood still.

Everyone in the Hundred Battles Camp also stopped at the same time, and the armor on the bodies of more than 200 people shook, and they roared.

"Hehe, you claim to stand in the righteousness, but even your own colleagues also put down the butcher's knife, this is your righteousness?! It's just a group of beasts! Birds and beasts will not kill each other if they flee for their lives!" Qin Yuan stood firm, his halberd fell, sneered, looked ahead, and shouted coldly.

Through the fleeing crowd, Xu Dexing saw Qin Yuan's disdainful expression, and his heart was slightly angry, and he reprimanded: "On the battlefield, how can you judge it as ordinary." Huangkou child, if you can't see this kind of blood, the old man advises you to go home and eat milk quickly, so as not to add swords and soldiers later, because you can't stand such suffering, and feces and urine will flow everywhere!"

Xu Dexing's voice rolled up and drifted into the ears of everyone present.

"Yes, hurry up and go home and drink milk, you are a younger brother. Someone in the Iron Blood Camp scolded.

A thin middle-aged general beside Xu Dexing, named Ma Lie, sneered, pretending to be unintentional and said loudly: "This little thing is treacherous, hehe, I want to break my army's heart with a few words!"

"He's a fool, I've been trapped here for so many years, how can I be shaken by a few clever words of his clever!"

……

In the interval between the rout and escape of the Swift Wind Battalion, the men and horses on both sides did not move, but they were not idle, and scolded each other.

The voice was noisy and emotional, Qin Yuan still vaguely heard what everyone was scolding, and slowly spoke, "Winning or losing by age, it has always been the fig leaf and shield of the old and selling the old, in this world, it is not age that determines the success or failure of the winner, but the ...... strength."

There are always some people in this world who will become the center, and as soon as they appear, they will be the focus of everyone, that is a kind of temperament, which may be born or acquired, and Qin Yuan is lucky to have this temperament.

When he spoke, the chaotic and noisy shouting and scolding became noticeably quieter.

“…… Is it true that someone else can break their military spirit? Just like a person who will be scolded to death by others? It is nothing more than that he has a problem and is hit in the sore spot by others, but after all, he still defeats himself. So you have to figure out whether you're fighting hard or you're struggling to catch your breath......"

“…… And the most important thing is that the ones you just slaughtered are your fellow brothers who get along with you day and night, and even they can do it, don't you worry that one day you will also be the one to be slaughtered......

"Don't talk nonsense, it's crooked, it's the same as a girl, you want to fight, where is there so much nonsense!"

Before Qin Yuan finished speaking, the middle-aged man Ma Lie scolded sharply.

No matter what kind of aura he had, no matter how reasonable what he said, in this hostile situation between the two sides, he would not let him vomit all the things in his chest.

In fact, Ma Lie still regretted that he was late.

This Qin Yuan kept saying that the military spirit would not be broken, but in fact, what he did was to damage the military spirit of his own side.

He could already hear someone whispering behind him.

"Damn, if we lose, will we also have our heads cut off......"

"I don't know if I can cut my braincase, but I know that no matter whether we win or lose, we will definitely be liquidated, grandma's, the Wind Camp is also a brother camp, and it will be shameless in ......the future."

Qin Yuan listened happily to Ma Lie's scolding and the discussion of the soldiers behind him, and the effect was quite satisfactory.

Xu Dexing's face was angry, his slightly chubby and strong body was slightly tense, and the kid in front of him gave him some "surprises", which was not painful but uncomfortable.

If you can't beat the mouth cannon, then you can only move your mouth with your hands and not your mouth!

The next moment, the two centaurs were like two giant beasts, staring at the scarlet eyes, baring the white fangs, and viciously colliding with each other with the momentum of either you die or I live.

Rumble!

There seemed to be a layer of ripples in the air that were difficult to see with the naked eye, spreading out quickly.

The screams, the scolding, the swords and soldiers, the clash of armor, the sound of flesh and bones shattering, at that moment, converged into a muffled sound that made the hairs stand on the nose and tighten the scalp, spreading in all directions.

The people in the center of the fight heard and saw differently.

Everyone was screaming, blood gushing out

, sparks splashed when the swords and soldiers were combined, and each one faced death.

It was a tough battle for the Hundred Battles Battalion, at least much more difficult than facing the flashy Wind Battalion, which was much harder to gnaw.

The formation of the Hundred Battles Battalion is still a conical formation, and at present, Qin Yuan and the Hundred Battles Battalion can only use this one formation.

The arrow of the cone formation was still Qin Yuan, and Qin Yuan was still the one who rushed to the front.

"Dang!"

Fang Tian's painting halberd collided with the octagonal plum blossom sledgehammer.

The huge power was transmitted along the blade to the hands of the two, Qin Yuan's hands shook violently, the huge force shook the palm of the hand in severe pain, and the fluctuation of power hit the hand bone through the flesh, and the hand bone also shook and suffered severe pain.

Qin Yuan retreated about a foot in the air.

"Huh!"

Xu Dexing was also retreating, but he only took a step back, and his gaze at Qin Yuan changed again.

The strength of the opponent's young and unspoken general made him feel excited, and the slight pain caused by the countershock of the octagonal plum blossom hammer stimulated his nerves, such an opponent was strong enough, and such an opponent could give him a hearty battle.

And being able to blast the head of such an evenly matched opponent in this hearty battle is something he deeply indulges in and enjoys.

As if it was the high-five of an excited person, the octagonal plum blossom sledgehammer "banged" together, Xu Dexing rushed up happily, his body was as tense as a bow and crossbow, and the strength of his whole body exploded instantly, and the two sledgehammers smashed down.

"Wind Splitter!"

The wind splitting hammer is the hammer method of the Xu family, which is powerful and heavy, and at the same time clever and flexible, Xu Dexing had smashed the top of the skulls of several generals with this hammer method in several vicious battles more than ten years ago, and directly killed the middle-level generals of the Shenting side to hang up the war-free card, and would rather die than fight.

His hammer technique is really terrifying.

"Dang!"

"Dang!"

……

In just three or five breaths, Qin Yuan and Xu Dexing had already fought for dozens of rounds.

The octagonal plum blossom sledgehammer and Fang Tian's painting halberd collided frantically like a mortal enemy, a huge roar was connected, and the cannon exploded as if it were like a cannon, which made the surrounding ordinary sergeants dizzy and hidden.

"Buzz!"

Qin Yuan took more than ten steps back in a row, the barrel of the gun trembled, his arms were sore, and his metacarpal bones were in severe pain.

He had just broken through to the five-rank realm, and he was not stable.

And this Xu Dexing has long been a veteran powerhouse among the five-grade cultivators, and his reputation has spread all over the world, and the drug nourishment over the years has allowed him to successfully enter the six-grade realm. If it weren't for the fact that he had been asleep for many years, he had just woken up and felt a lot of discomfort, which would have affected his combat strength, and he would have to go one layer further.

It was also at this time that there were casualties in the real sense of the word in the Hundred Battles Battalion.

Qin Yuan's arrow was blocked, and the entire squad was blocked, and the other squads could only rush into the formation from their sides, without Qin Yuan's sharp knife to cut thorns and open the mountain road, although they did not stop when they encountered the enemy, it was also very difficult, and the casualties on both sides began to rise sharply.

"I'll see how long you can last!"

Xu Dexing roared, and the double hammer swung more and more powerfully.

He could feel that Qin Yuan's strength had weakened more and more, and at this time it was less than half of the original. But this kid is also tenacious, under such a hammer, the metacarpal bones of his hands must have already cracked, but he is still holding on.