Xia Xiao's right hand was extremely stiff, because he always held the divine sword, and he didn't dare to let go. Excalibur is strength and defense, which it cherishes, and there is dust and blood on it, like a kind of defilement. He cleansed his body with black and purple vitality, spotless, and returned to his metal temple after the sword body was like a mirror. But Xia Xiao was still sitting in such a filthy place, and the black smoke that drifted from time to time made it difficult for him to breathe, and even felt like he was suffocating.

The armor on his body turned into a few wisps of smoke and dust with the disappearance of the divine sword, and the armor that was torn before looked particularly embarrassed, but it disappeared at this time, revealing his robe, which made him look even more unaware.

Xia Xiao's clothes were soaked, sticking to his skin with blood, which made him extremely uncomfortable, but his arms no longer had the strength to take them off, so he sat so wet and couldn't do anything for a while.

When the helmet and visor disappeared, Xia Xiao's tired face was seen by everyone. The soldiers regarded Xia Xiao as a peerless powerhouse, but they didn't expect him to be so embarrassed. The eyes that were always calm were squeezed by the vitality before, and they were all red spots, and the sweat and blood on their faces were mixed together, and they turned black under the black smoke and dirt in the air, no different from them.

Seeing this, the soldiers inexplicably became motivated, and seemed to feel that Xia Xiaodu was like this, and he couldn't even stand up, what reason did he have for being decadent and not rushing forward? At least he could sit down when he was the same and enjoy a moment of tranquility in the extremely chaotic battlefield.

The earth and rocks around Xia Xiao shook very frequently, and it was because of the countless soldiers rushing forward, who were eager to chase this army to the imperial capital of the Southern Shang and kill them all.

The frequency of the swing of his legs was very fast, but Xia Xiao's breathing was extremely slow, in order to prevent the southern merchant from attacking, the powerhouse of the Qulun Realm brought it to the rear, and entered a white tent like many wounded soldiers on the battlefield. In front of the place where he had been seated were a neatly arranged line of archers, who had a wide gap between them so that the soldiers could pass through.

"Put!"

The generals waving the small flag were full of anger and blood gathered in the action of commanding the hand, and it seemed that it was not the arm that was waved, but the guillotine, and it was the dog head of the southern merchant that was broken.

The air was ejected by the strings with a loud and neat sound, and then the arrows rose into the air, skimming the huge array of runes in the air. Immediately, if the wind accompanied it, its range was greatly increased, and its power increased instead of decreasing.

The art of archery has been passed down for thousands of years, and both bows and arrows have been repeatedly tested by history. At present, these archers who shoot the nations are forgetting to release their arrows, and in the rapid sound of strings, the arrow rain is rapid, dividing the fleeing Nanshang into two. Tens of thousands of people were stopped by a rain of arrows. The dense rain of arrows can't walk through it with a shield. Although there were cultivators who withstood their vitality, they were crushed by the cultivators of Great Xia.

This is a repeated process of building a bridge to cross the river and then being destroyed by someone. Most of the Nanshang army has gone, and the rain of arrows is like a knife, and the two sides have been separated by yin and yang.

"From—"

The cultivators of the Namsho raised their palms after forming the seal with their hands, as if lifting an extremely heavy object. Under the rain of arrows, the rock curtain rolled up, like an extremely long passage, providing a chance for the soldiers of the Southern Merchants to live. There were too many opportunities that had been wasted before, and there were also some opportunities that had been blocked by Great Xia. Therefore, this passage, which could make dozens of people walk side by side, suddenly became the hope of the Southern Merchants soldiers.

"Quick, rush over!"

The general spoke, and someone immediately rushed into the dark passage that was 100 meters long. The passage was long, and the soldiers poured in in an instant, and the screeching and movement overhead caused the mud and dust to fall continuously, making them secretly frightened that it would crumble at any moment.

"Run faster!"

No matter how panicked they were, they were all the soldiers of Nanshang, and the discipline in their bones made them run extremely fast, but a green streamer was torn apart by the waves of qi behind them when the soldiers who rushed to the front saw the light outside the passage. This arrow came from nowhere, carrying an extremely majestic wooden vitality. The moment it touched the rock passage, the solid rock crumbled.

The rocks shattered, and the vines turned into swords and swords in them, heading in all directions. It also set off a wave of qi that could be called exaggerated, unsurprisingly cutting open the flesh and blood of the Nanshang soldiers, and directly taking a large amount of blood.

"Cattle!"

The cultivator of Nanshang was furious, but he still turned around and shot out, keeping up with his large army. And these more than 30,000 people, I'm afraid they can't be saved. It is obviously unwise to abandon so many people on the battlefield, let alone the preference of the Southern merchants, but Tie Mian knows the situation and knows what he should do. Even if the prince who was pro-Zheng knew his decision, he wouldn't blame him, but he was angry in his heart, and his own soldiers died in his own hands, which was really aggrieved, but this was all forced by Great Xia!

When the Nanshang army was frantic and made a move, the cultivators and iron cavalry of the Great Xia Alliance had already rushed into the crowd of more than 30,000 Nanshang soldiers, and slaughtered people one after another, and they were extremely cold-blooded. The infantry that followed followed closely and joined the battle. As if knowing that there was no way out, the Nanshang soldier pounced on his opponent like crazy, biting and beating him like a beast, and even biting his opponent's ear, tearing it off entirely.

In the sound of pain, everyone's blood rose. Even if the Great Xia soldiers were tired, they still dropped their swords and fists, sparing no effort.

"Kill!"

The roar was full of battle intent, and Lin Tian killed dozens of people in the blink of an eye, but he smelled something wrong. This distance is already thirty miles away from Longgang, and they can't go any further, because there are Nanshang's fortifications there, but in this way, Nanshang may have a counterattack.

As soon as he thought of the other party's arrow array coming again to cover this place, Lin Tian felt palpitations, he couldn't bear to let his army die under such torture, so he ordered:

"Fight quickly, don't fall in love!"

He no longer has extra vitality to perceive, and he can prevent it, but he still has to speed up, so there is no harm in doing so. Although Lin Tian had only fought with Iron Mask a few times, it was not a decades-long feud, and he didn't know much about it, so he cherished each other. But the latter is decisive and more ruthless than him, so he may not be able to do that kind of thing.

The arrow array of the Great Xia Alliance was three hundred meters to the west, and the precise strikes were like a barrier, keeping the lucky Southern Merchants and allowing the Great Xia cavalry and soldiers to rush to the front and kill all the enemies. The Nanshang soldiers couldn't help but collapse and beg for mercy loudly, although there was anti-discipline, but the catastrophe was coming, who could take care of those strict regulations?

"If I spare your life, won't the people of Heitai City hate me for the rest of my life?"

The cavalryman was out of breath, and the spear in his hand was still stabbed, piercing his chest.

Nominally, they treat their captives well, but on this battlefield, what about violating discipline, which is more important than losing their homes? If they are really good at eating and drinking, they are really stupid, and besides, Nanshang is even more excessive, even if they see a living mouth when cleaning the battlefield, they will not save it, so why do they save it? Why do they keep their hands? Without the capital of a saint, why bother to learn?

The number of soldiers who poured in from 30,000 people exceeded 50,000, and seeing that there were enough people, Lin Tiancai ordered to stop advancing. Under the heavy orders, countless soldiers stopped, but even the soldiers who knew the order still rushed to the front, and they all ran here, if they didn't stop at anything, wouldn't it be a pity? Although they violated the military order, no one opened their mouths.

In the sunlight brought by the arrows, the grinning soldiers looked at the fighting compatriots, hoping that they would return safely. However, for some people, it is too difficult to come back.