"How many Spirit Breakers do we have left?"

In the main camp of the Fulong army, Gong Jiuxiao frowned, his face was pale, and he asked the deputy general on the side.

"Four or more than four hundred. The adjutant general was hesitant and looked ashamed.

Gong Jiuxiao's right palm was slammed into the air and smashed against the wooden table in front of him.

However, halfway through the palm, it came to an abrupt end.

"Hey!"

Looking at the only table left in the army, Gong Jiuxiao was stunned for a long time, and finally let out a long sigh and slowly put down his right hand.

"More than 400 Soul Breaking Arrows are not enough to load a chariot. He said weakly, "The so many spirit-breaking chariots that I have worked so hard to build are completely useless. ”

"Don't worry. The lieutenant general comforted, "Even without the Spirit Breaker Chariot, our forces are far superior to each other, and it is only a matter of time before we win this battle." ”

"I hope so. Gong Jiuxiao rubbed his eyes and said with a headache, "Since the attack on the Spirit Breaking Arrow Workshop, things have not gone well one after another, and now Old Man Xue has a supply team, I am afraid that he will be able to survive for a long time, I hope there will be no more accidents." ”

As he spoke, his expression suddenly froze, and he muttered, "Spirit Breaking Arrow...... Workshop...... Supply Team ......"

After a long time, he slammed the table and shouted: "Where is this supply team, it is clearly the group that attacked the workshop, and they want to transport the stolen spirit breaking arrows back to the Daqian military camp!"

After all, the last table in the entire Fulong army still failed to escape Gong Dashuai's "Broken Table Divine Palm", and was smashed to pieces, and the wood chips flew over.

"Great Shuai, in this way, doesn't Old Man Xue also have a large number of Spirit Breaking Arrows!" the deputy general was taken aback when he heard this.

"Hurry, let Venerable Ximen come back!" Gong Jiuxiao seemed to think of something, his face changed greatly, and he exclaimed in his mouth.

......

Why can't I sense it?

Seeing the "tank" chariot hiding at the corner of the cliff, such a thought first flashed through Ximen Mochizuki's mind.

His gaze swept over the soldiers above the chariot, and a piece of black soft armor came into view.

Soul Binding Armor!

It turns out that this young man is not stupid, I am the one who is simple!

Ximen Wangyue suddenly realized that the strategy that Gong Jiuxiao used to plot against Xing Potian and others was actually learned by the enemy and used it against him.

"Whoosh!"

Without waiting for him to react, five "tank" chariots were launched at the same time, and more than 2,000 spirit-breaking arrows cut a white arrow rain in the air, dense and overwhelming, completely enveloping him in a range of several feet.

The speed and power of the arrows are far greater than the "Soul Breaking Chariot" owned by the Fulong army, Ximen Wangyue is completely inferior to dodge, just stretching out his sword and barely knocking a few Spirit Breaking Arrows away, and then the rest of the arrows penetrate the body, and the spiritual power in the body cannot be circulated, and he instantly loses the ability to resist.

"Boom!"

Almost at the same time, the "Divine Might" above the five chariots roared in unison, and several dazzling bright lights erupted from the metal pipe mouth, shooting towards the West Gate Mochizuki.

This world newspaper is coming so fast!

Ximen Mochizuki, who had been hit by several arrows in his body, was no longer powerless to dodge, and was easily swallowed by the strong light, and several dazzling rays of light converged into a huge ball of light in the air, which was clearly still daytime, but emitted a dazzling light that was better than the sun.

With an earth-shattering loud sound, the super light cluster formed by the convergence of five strong lights finally exploded, and the overly powerful spiritual power cyclone spread around, and the soldiers directly below only felt a powerful spiritual power descending from the top of their heads, as if they were about to flatten their bodies, and it was difficult to even breathe smoothly.

By the time the strong light dissipated, Simon Mochizuki, who was originally standing in the air, had already been shattered, and there was not even a single corner of his clothes left.

The dignified "Sword God" fell here for no apparent reason.

It hurts a little, and it looks like I have to draw a few more spirit lines when I go back!

Zhong Wen got up, spit out the prop "blood bag" from his mouth, reached out and wiped the corners of his mouth, because he was afraid of pain, he planned to go back and add all the skill points to defense.

A day later, the Spirit-Breaking Arrows that the Fulong army had stockpiled were finally officially exhausted.

......

"Is this the end of it?" Xiao Wuxian looked at the gate of Jialing Pass, which had been breached by the Midnight Army, and sighed helplessly.

In just a few days, from the failure of the attack on Lancheng to the counterattack by the Midnight Army, and finally he could not even hold the Jialing Pass that he had occupied, Xiao Wuxian felt like he had a nightmare that he couldn't wake up from.

Each of his strategies will be keenly perceived by Zeng Rui, and then easily resolved.

On the contrary, Zeng Rui's way of using troops is like a whimsical, like an antelope hanging on its horns, without any traces to follow, but he can always hit his weakness.

After fighting like this for a few days, the Midnight Army lost no more than 1,000 people, while Xiao Wuxian's army had been sharply reduced by 50,000, and the battle loss ratio reached a terrifying 1:50.

"I really underestimated the heroes of the world. Xiao Wuxian sighed and said, "Zeng Rui, Zhenren Jieye! I'm not as good as him." ”

"General, the city gate has been broken, what should we do?" Deputy General Xiao Yan couldn't help but ask.

"Withdraw!" Xiao Wuxian said weakly, "Let's make peace with Gong Jiuxiao first, and then make plans." ”

The Xiao family army was disciplined and forbidden, and with Xiao Wuxian's order, the army began to retreat in an orderly manner, although it was defeated, it did not show any panic.

"This Xiao Wuxian has a good hand of soldiers. Zeng Rui touched his chin and said with a smile, "If it weren't for Miss Ling'er's help, it would not be easy to win against him." ”

The general praised it. Nangong Ling smiled slightly, looking charming and moving.

"Don't you plan to continue the pursuit?" General Zeng Rui asked, "Xiao Wuxian is a tiger general in the world, if he lets the tiger return to the mountain, I am afraid that there will be endless troubles." ”

"Xiao Wuxian defected to the Fulong Empire as a general, but he did not make an inch of success in this border war, and if he went to the Fulong Empire, he would definitely be harassed by all sides. Nangong Lingmei's beautiful eyes flashed with a smart light, "With his arrogant temperament, he will never be willing to be oppressed by others, and he will definitely set off a bloody storm and spare his life, which may not be a good thing for the Daqian Empire." ”

"Fortunately, Miss Ling'er is on the side of Daqian. General Zeng Rui looked at Nangong Ling's beautiful face and faint smile, and there was a faint sense of fear in his heart, "Otherwise, I'd rather fight with the Lingzun boss than be your enemy." ”

The general laughed. Nangong Ling answered, but his eyes were already in the distance.

There, it is the direction where Liangping Pass is located.

......

Looking at the five figures in the sky above Liangpingguan, Gong Jiuxiao's heart instantly sank to the bottom.

In addition to Lin Zhiyun and Shangguan Junyi, the two charming beauties Lingzun, even Xing Potian and Xie Tianshu, who were seriously injured, were also impressively listed.

Beside the four Lingzun bosses, Zhong Wen was dressed in coarse white clothes, sitting on the back of the white-headed eagle, with an indifferent expression, no joy or sorrow.

He didn't want to be in the limelight, but unexpectedly, under the hype of the number one fan Chen Youliang, the wonderful deeds of "Zhong Shenxian with one enemy and ten thousand" had already spread throughout the entire military camp, and combined with the original "fairy legends", it made his reputation unparalleled for a while, reaching a terrifying height, completely overshadowing General Xue and several Lingzun bosses.

According to the standards of his previous life, he should be regarded as half a traffic star.

Unable to withstand the enthusiastic cries of the masses, General Xue finally had to arrange for him to appear next to Lin Zhiyun and others as a "fairy" to achieve the effect of inspiring the morale of the army.

Sure enough, at the moment when Zhong Wen lifted into the air, a tsunami-like cheer sounded in the military array below, and the morale was so strong that General Xue was secretly stunned and frightened.

Five Spirit Venerables!

As the only remaining Lingzun boss in the Fulong army, Gong Jiuxiao is extremely self-aware, knowing that it is impossible to defeat five with one against one no matter what, not to mention the reversal of the situation, now that the Spirit Breaking Arrow on his side has been exhausted, the other party has this big killing weapon instead.

He clearly realized that there was no point in continuing to fight this battle.

"Withdraw!"

At the beginning, he claimed to have waved millions of troops, crossed the prairie to the east, vowed to conquer Xiqi Province, and even break through the capital of the Great Qiandi, what a high-spirited man, and now there are nearly 400,000 elite soldiers under his hands, but he was forced to retreat by Xue Dingxi's tens of thousands of horses, and the depression in his heart was really indescribable.

"Kill!"

The cheering sound of the spirit pattern drums sounded in the big cadre army, and the five figures in the air moved with the sound of the drums, rushing towards the Fulong army like lightning.

Without the restraint of the spirit breaking arrow, Lin Zhiyun and Shangguan Junyi and others were like dragons entering the sea, tigers entering the flock, and the golden arrow rain in the sky and dozens of terrifying spiritual power vortexes appeared in the Fulong army at the same time, frantically harvesting the lives of the Fulong soldiers.

Under the terrifying coercion of the Lingzun boss, how could ordinary soldiers have the slightest power to resist, or they were directly killed by the sword light, or they were sucked into it by the vortex, crushed into pieces, and for a time they wailed all over the field, and the blood flowed like a river.

The one-sided situation once again proved to the world the terrifying power of the Lingzun boss as a strategic-level weapon.

Once Xiuwei stepped into the Lingzun, the tactics of the sea of people no longer had any meaning, and only the Lingzun could fight against the Lingzun.

Is this war?

Zhong Wen looked at the fallen Fulong soldiers below, and suddenly a sense of realization was born in his heart, only to feel that life was so fragile.

One moment it was still alive and vibrant, laughing and scolding, but in the next moment, it may turn into a cold corpse, never laughing again, not crying, and not breathing.

It's really boring to bury so many precious lives here, just to satisfy the greed and power of a small group of people!

He suddenly had a sense of boredom in his heart, and he didn't make any more moves, but just watched in a daze as the rest of the Lingzun bosses wantonly slaughtered the Fulong soldiers, and gradually, a trace of exhaustion flashed in his eyes.

At this moment, Zhong Wen suddenly missed the peaceful and beautiful time on Qingfeng Mountain.

In the late summer and early autumn of Xingling 296, the Fulong Empire and the Great Qian rebel general Xiao Wuxian divided their troops to attack Xiqi Province in three ways, and returned defeated, especially the damage of the commander Gong Jiuxiao was the most tragic, 600,000 troops were killed and abandoned armor, most of the dead and wounded, and only more than 200,000 soldiers survived.

If it weren't for Xiao Wuxian's 150,000 troops arriving in time, even the commander Gong Jiuxiao would have almost died at the hands of the Great Qian's Lingzun.

After this battle, the strength of the Fulong Empire was greatly damaged, and it had to recuperate for a long time, and the two countries once again entered a long period of peace.