Four or five thousand men and horses, who were chased and killed by five hundred quicksand soldiers, lost their armor and abandoned their armor, and this matter spread out, which was simply a great shame for the Nanming army.

Yun Ping was also in the middle of this group, he tried to unite the morale of the army and rise up to resist, but no one listened to him at all, and everyone was desperately running away.

"The army of the defeated army, how can it be shameful to live in the world!"

Yun Ping screamed in grief, losing the last bit of confidence in the defeat of the remnants of the fleeing army.

He thought of the high priest dying to protect them, and he was mad with grief and indignation.

"High priest, do you see? Your death is not worth it, it is not worth it!"

Yun Ping turned the horse's head, and with the belief that death was at home, he went against the flow of people and launched a charge!

Thousands of people were fleeing, but he was the only one who dared to turn his horse's head and kill the enemy.

His figure was so conspicuous in the flow of people that the general of the five hundred quicksand army saw him at a glance.

Wu Da, the general of the Quicksand Country, showed respect, raised his hand and drew his war knife, and spoke.

"More than 10,000 remnants of the army, those who dare to fight, only one person remains, so let Ben personally send him on the road. ”

When the others heard this, they all avoided Yunping and got out of the way.

Uda leaped to his feet, flew from his horse to the sand, and dragged his knife to the ground.

Yun Ping already had the will to die, and he only wanted to die vigorously on this battlefield, he also abandoned his war horse, drew his sword at his waist, and rushed towards Wuda.

The two started a hand-to-hand fight on the blood-soaked sand, and they were arrogant.

A quarter of an hour later, Wuda put the knife back into its sheath, looked at Yun Ping, who was covered in blood, and asked respectfully.

"Who's coming?"

Yun Ping Pestle Sword knelt on one knee in the sand, used the last of his strength, and replied.

"The first class squire under the command of the high priest, Yunping!"

After finishing speaking, Yun Ping stared at his eyes and fell into the sand, completely out of breath.

"He's a bloody man. ”

With a sigh of praise, Wuda sent someone to bury Yunping's body on the spot and carved a wooden plaque to stand there.

An hour later, the 500 troops that had been chasing all the way turned back, and although they did not kill all the thousands, they did kill most of them.

Many people's swords have been cut out, and there is really no way to continue the pursuit.

Uda looked at these bloodied quicksand soldiers and laughed heartily.

They were pressed and beaten by the Nanming army for almost a year, and they were almost wiped out, how many times, he almost died on the battlefield, and today he finally avenged his blood revenge, raising his eyebrows.

"Soldiers, come with me to kill the Witch King!"

Wuda shouted loudly and led five hundred people to kill in the direction of the salon village.

Less than a hundred miles away, their team soon ran into Senhu and his party who were looking for the Witch King in the desert.

The thousand White Tiger guards led by Sen Hu were all strong people who had cultivated the systematic exercises.

The five hundred people led by Uda had just experienced a hearty bloody battle, and the momentum was amazing.

When the two armies met, they didn't say a word, and there was an atmosphere of saber rattling.

Uda waved his hand, signaling his men not to act rashly, and he spoke loudly.

"Are you the Southern Ming reinforcements stationed in Sharon Village?"

Senhu asked rhetorically.

"You are the army of the Quicksand Country, and you dare to come to take revenge with such a few people?"

Senhu didn't care much about this group of people on the surface, but he was extremely cautious in his heart, he knew that the quicksand country had yellow sand giants, and he must have been fully prepared if he dared to take revenge this time.

Uda smiled and said.

"You want to use our power to get rid of the Witch King, so you deliberately let go of our dead soldiers, and now that we are all here, we don't have to beat around the bush, let's open the skylight and say something, where is the Witch King now?"

Senhu calmly replied truthfully.

"You're a step too late, the Witch King has fled. ”

Uda sneered with disbelief in his eyes.

"What kind of ability does the Witch King have, even with you people, can let him escape?"

Senhu didn't bother to explain anything more, and said.

"Believe it or not, the Witch King is still here, and he won't escape too far. ”

After saying that, he commanded his men to continue searching within a radius of ten miles.

Seeing that they were searching so intently, Uda didn't look like they were lying, and there was no need to lie.

He pondered for a moment and said to the five hundred people behind him.

"Let's go look elsewhere, send a few people to keep an eye on them, and report anything immediately. ”

On the other side, after the Witch King fled, all the people in the Tucheng fortress came out.

A large number of people began to rescue the injured, and the golden snake and the golden toad quickly rushed outside the city with people to protect Xue Jian, who was helping Princess Qinglian heal.

In fact, judging from the surface alone, Xue Jian was much more miserable than Princess Qinglian, half of his body was scorched by electricity, and his entire left shoulder was pierced by thunder, and his flesh and blood were blurred.

But Xue Jian is a martial arts cultivator, and his physique is much stronger than that of a little girl.

The golden snake couldn't stand it anymore and comforted.

"General, your body ......"

Xue Jian waved his hand and said.

"I'm fine, you take the soldiers to the front to have a look. ”

The golden snake nodded helplessly, and led a large group of men and horses to chase in the direction of the witch king's escape.

After Xue Jian swallowed the Great Returning Pill, while healing Princess Qinglian's injuries, he was also digesting the medicinal power in his body.

He has been injured many more times than this little girl, and both his body's endurance and self-healing ability are stronger than Princess Qinglian.

After half a day, Xue Jian no longer felt pain, and new flesh and blood slowly grew from the wound on his left shoulder.

At this time, Princess Qinglian woke up slowly, her little face was pale, and her brows were furrowed because of the severe pain.

But when she opened her eyes and saw Xue Jian, her brows gradually relaxed, and the corners of her mouth hooked up a weak smile.

"Your injuries?"

Princess Qinglian sat up from the ground and asked worriedly.

Xue Jian shook his head and said with a smile.

"I'm fine, you don't have to worry about me. ”

Princess Qinglian covered her chest with her small hands, although it was still very painful, but there was a warm current flowing in her chest, making her extremely warm.

Xue Jian hugged her up and said.

"I'll send you back to the city to recuperate first, and you don't have to worry about the outside business. ”

Princess Qinglian's face was slightly red, and she hummed shyly.

At this moment, a vision suddenly appeared in the sky in the distance.

The desert yellow sand rises, and an incomparably huge hurricane rises from the ground, connecting the heavens and the earth.

The yellow sand rolled, gradually condensing into the form of a giant, and in the roar, a battle axe formed of sand was held in its hand, and slammed towards the earth.

Xue Jian and Princess Qinglian turned their heads to look at each other, their expressions changed greatly, and in their position, they could only see half of the body of the Yellow Sand Giant.

It is impossible to imagine how huge this giant must have been if it had been in the nearest place.

"The Witch King has been seriously wounded, and if he encounters this giant of yellow sand, he will surely die. ”

Xue Jian said with a sigh of relief.

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a blue wave rushing towards the sky, winding towards the chopped tomahawk.

This scene made Xue Jian's heart sink and give birth to a bad feeling.

It was supposed to be the Witch King who was fighting with the Yellow Sand Giant, but how did he become Concubine Yue?

He immediately spoke anxiously.

"Princess, you go back to recuperate first, and I'll go ahead and have a look. ”

Princess Qinglian grabbed his right arm and insisted.

"You take me, and I'll go too. ”