Chapter 385 Vicious Fight in the Formation Zhu Di heard in the dark that the Yan soldiers around him were suffering heavy injuries, and the Southern Army in the formation actually advanced and retreated in an orderly manner in the dark, obviously after being trained for a long time.

At the moment, I felt bad and knew that it was difficult to please, so I struggled to dance my sword to block the chaos of all sides, and shouted loudly: "Brothers, light the fire and light, go out with me!"

The Yan soldiers who were not dead in the siege heard Zhu Di's shouting, and each took out the fire fold in his arms.

Although the eyes can see things in this way are no longer trampled on each other, but in this way, the crossbows of the southern army around them are more tightly fired, and the Yan army is dead and wounded one by one.

Zhu Di first rode his horse to the north to get out of the formation, but in a blink of an eye, the mount had been shot down by random arrows, and then Yi Ma rushed north to kill, but did not get out of the encirclement.

Although he was a vassal king, he was a hero for half his life, and he was once the first monk of the Shaolin Dharma Hall to teach martial arts.

At this time, he drew a bow and shot in a row, and the southern soldiers responded to the sound and poured arrows without missing shots.

But before the arrows in the bag could be exhausted, even the stainless steel sword in his hand was broken and bloody.

At this time, everyone in the south shouted "kill Yan"

swarmed up, and the people around Zhu Di were fighting less and less at this moment.

He rose up and shot out his fist and killed dozens of people in a row, and snatched a six-foot iron spear with his hand, sweeping away the surrounding southern army back and forth.

and Zhang Yuyi took the lead on the left and right, killing the southern soldiers for a while, and many people were killed and wounded.

Seeing that Zhu Di was as brave as his morale, the Yan soldiers were shocked, and everyone was trying to break out of the encirclement with their lives.

But I saw a vicious thick-eyed monk flashing in the firelight, and he stepped forward with an iron pestle at the mouth of a bowl like an electric bully, and laughed in a dark voice: "Are you the king of Yan?" I heard that the old bald donkey of Zhi Yan has passed on a few kung fu skills from you, and the Sprinkle family has come to compare with you!"

Before the words fell, a pestle struck out of the wrapping and the scorching stream had arrived, Zhu Di suddenly felt that his face was hot, his heart was dark, and he used the iron spear horizontally to make the "white ape hide" in the Zhaodama staff method

Swing to block.

Who knew that the monk's pestle really had a thousand strengths, and the sound of gold and stone slamming out at the point of the blade was struck, and the iron spear in Zhu Di's hand was like a papier-mâché "click"

Cut in two.

The iron pestle scorched and smashed the spear body, but it was still castrated and slashed straight down.

Fortunately, Zhu Di fell into the wind and strained at a great speed, rolled sideways, rolled over and dismounted to avoid the lightning and flint, and suddenly only heard the mournful roar of the mount, broken bones and bones, and flesh and blood splashed, and the monk's pestle had already beaten a high-headed horse to death.

Knowing that this monk came so suddenly, how could he be so amazing?

It turned out that this monk was the monk who went out of Shaolin Temple to practice his divine skills, and had fought with Liu Shaoyang in the Kunlun Pass of the Western Regions without falling behind.

He had been in the hands of Zhu Li, the king of Jin, for fame and fortune, and when Zhu Li tried to plot the emperor's throne and was removed from his wings, Zhu Yuanzhang sent someone to give Zhu Li to death before he was placed under house arrest in the palace.

This time, Li Jinglong's Northern Expedition recruited elite soldiers and fierce generals from all over the country, and invited all kinds of Jianghu characters gathered by Jinyiwei to help, and these five desire monks were among them.

He knew that it was a great achievement to be able to capture King Yan, so he waited for an opportunity in the forward battalion Qu Neng's army.

Shicai Yan rode into the battle, he had seen Zhu Di's banner and was happy in his heart, and then the Jiuli Sect summoned the black mist to cover the sky and the military to fight to the death, but these five desire monks only mixed in to find a good opportunity.

At this moment, seeing that Zhu Di was besieged and wanted to fight hard for a long time, the opportunity was rare, so he suddenly made a move to catch Zhu Di in one fell swoop to win the first credit.

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