Seeing that almost an hour had passed, the troops in front not only did not break through the phalanx of the Evil Tiger Battalion, but there was also a commotion, causing the army to stagnate, and he was anxious.

"Go up and see, what's going on?"

After the herald went to the battlefield to check, he returned to report:

"The soldiers of the Evil Tiger Battalion are like the battle of trapped beasts, extremely fierce, our army has nearly 8,000 casualties, and the Chang Feihu is even more like a mad demon, which makes the soldiers in front of him frightened and commotion!"

"What? like a madman, my dignified gods have been stopped by a madman!", Belwyn was furious,

"Where's Fry?"

"Lord Folly has been seriously injured and is being healed!"

"Fry, this idiot, mistaken me!"

When he heard that there were 8,000 dead and wounded among his men, Belvin almost fainted with heartache.

The vanguard of the eight tribes totaled 400,000, 50,000 for each clan.

Belvin was appointed by the top of the clan as a silver cloak, commanded an army of 50,000 Ying, and served as the vanguard army to conquer Yanran City. But I didn't expect that before I arrived in Yanran City, I lost 8,000 people, and I went to one-sixth.

"Could it be that Chang Feihu is a god of heaven and can't do it!"

Belven was so angry that he raised his whip and whipped it at the herald, but the herald did not dare to dodge, and endured the pain and let Belven vent.

Seeing this, the bronze cloak on the side whispered:

"My lord, my lord, don't be angry, let's go and have a look!"

When Belvin heard the reminder from his men, he put away his whip and said, "Let's go ahead and see what the situation is." ”

With that, he led his men and rode through the procession, and in a short time they were at the front of the group.

Originally, he had expected the tragic battle, but when Belvin saw the scene in front of him, he was still shocked.

In front of him, there was already a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, and the corpses of the heroes were piled up, like several continuous hills, and the blood flowed on the ground, soaking the mud of the canyon under his feet into red and muddy.

And Chang Feihu and the remaining hundreds of soldiers of the Evil Tiger Battalion stepped on the corpse mountain, covered in blood and full of anger, like gods and demons descending into the world.

Compared with the army of the Ying Biao tribe, the number of people in the Evil Tiger Battalion is pitiful, with only a few hundred.

But these hundreds of people erupted with a powerful momentum, which made the Yingyu army dare not move.

"Si~ This guy is so fierce, isn't it a low-level warrior of the Terran race?

"Fry, Fry, can anyone tell me where that fool is?"

"The villain is here!"

At this moment a man with a broken arm stumbled and ran over with a rolling belt, and knelt in front of Belvin's horse, and wept bitterly.

"The subordinates deserve death!How many Protoss warriors have been damaged!Woo~"

Bellwin saw that Fry's body was covered in blood, and he also had a broken arm, which was very miserable, and it seemed that he had done his best, and he couldn't scold him anymore, and he could only blame the enemy for being too perverted.

"From a small point of view, this Chang Feihu has run out of oil, as long as the army charges again, it will definitely be able to trample them to death. ”

The bronze cloak on the side whispered.

Belvin squinted his eyes and looked at Chang Feihu and the others in front of him, his body staggered, and it seemed that he was going to fall down in the next moment, and he thought it was true.

Just as he was about to give the order to charge, Belven turned his head and saw the Ying soldiers around him, all of them looking terrified, and the spears in their hands trembled.

Chang Feihu, who was standing on the mountain of corpses, moved his spear a little forward, and a heroic soldier where the spear was pointed screamed in horror and died of fright.

Belvin jumped, how could such morale be able to charge.

At this time, Chang Feihu saw Belvin, so he turned the spear in his hand, pointed at Belvin, and picked him up, wanting to single him out.

Belven was pointed at Chang Feihu's spear, his eyelids jumped, and he secretly said that you are a madman, a dying person, how can you fight for your life like this?

Seeing that morale is useless, since this is the case, let's use archers, thinking of this, Belvin shouted:

"Archers out!"

A squad of archers rushed up from behind, lined up, and waited for orders.

Seeing this, Chang Feihu sneered, slowly turned his head, looked at the remaining three hundred soldiers behind him, and said quietly:

"Brothers, the last hour has come!"

The three hundred soldiers behind him stood quietly on the mountain of corpses, listening quietly

"Then let me die!"

Chang Feihu's voice was not loud, but it was clearly audible, and as soon as the words fell, a cold wind blew through the canyon, rolling up the blood all over the ground.

When Belvin heard this, he hurriedly shouted:

"Shoot the arrows!"

"Boom!Boom!Boom!"

The archers of the Yingyu tribe shot arrows one after another, and several waves of arrows were shot, and ten thousand arrows were fired together, like locusts pounced.

Chang Feihu looked up at the rain of arrows and roared: "Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

The three hundred soldiers roared angrily, raised their long knives, followed Chang Feihu, and rushed down from the corpse mountain, like salmon returning to their ancestral land against the current, and pounced on the Ying Yan army without hesitation.

"Bell, bell!"

Arrows hit the armor.

"Poof!"

Arrows pierced through flesh.

Arrows rained down on the face, covering the soldiers of the 300 Evil Tiger Battalion.

But the Three Hundred Evil Tiger Battalion is still sprinting, never slowing down a single point, never falling a single person.

Looking at the enemy army in front of them, the soldiers of the Ying Yu tribe, looked at each other, and saw the horror in the eyes of the other party, their bodies unconsciously retreated, and there was a commotion in the team.

"Don't be afraid!

"Dare to take a step back, there is no mercy!"

Belvin stood in the middle of the queue, shouting angrily at the soldiers around him, in his eyes, the Three Hundred Evil Tiger Battalion was already dead.

Chang Feihu already had more than a dozen arrows on his body, but he didn't care about it, in his eyes, the shadow of the silver cloak of the Ying Yu clan was reflected, and it was getting closer and closer.

"Hah!"

When he was ten zhang away from Belwen, Chang Feihu suddenly burned his blood and qi, and at the same time smashed the five rounds in his body. After the five chakras were shattered, the aura burst out, stirring the whole body and pouring into the eight veins.

Feeling the return of unprecedented power, Chang Hu flew high, raised the spear in his hand, and stabbed forward suddenly, like a blue meteor.

Still reprimanding his subordinate Belvin, he only felt a blue light in front of him, he raised his hand to cover his eyes, and his body seemed to be trapped by something, forgetting to move.

Then an aurora shot in, and he felt a pain in his chest and flipped off his horse. In his ears, everyone anxiously shouted "Adult, Adult", the voice became farther and farther away, and then his eyes darkened, and he lost the last consciousness.

And Chang Feihu's life also came to an end, and he saw the brothers of the Evil Tiger Battalion, full of arrows, crashing into the enemy army one after another. His spirit relaxed, his eyes darkened, and he muttered, "Go home," before his body fell to the ground with a bang.

Chang Hufei burned his life, pounced on the enemy army, and killed Belwin, resulting in a leaderless group of British troops.

The remaining bronze cloak, fearing that there would be an ambush in front of Moon Valley, did not dare to direct the team forward. So after killing the soldiers of the Three Hundred Evil Tiger Battalion, he cut off Chang Feihu's head, led the team out of Moon Valley, and stationed there, waiting for further instructions from the Divine Tower.

After lighting the beacon tower on the top of the cliff, Jiang Huateng and his group of horses were scattered all over the Hengduan Mountain Range, evading the pursuit of the Roaring Heaven Clan and the Black Feather Clan, and broke out.

However, the Black Feather Clan and the Roaring Heaven Clan had already laid an interception line between Moon Valley and Xiaowang Peak, constantly driving Jiang Huateng and the others away.

Jiang Huateng and his men and horses broke through in all directions, but they repeatedly fell into the encirclement, and finally suffered countless casualties, almost all of which were wiped out.

Finally, near Xiaowang Peak, he encountered a gust of wind in the northwest Xuantian of the Hengduan Mountain Range.

The bandit leader Monkey and Bamboo Pole, led more than 1,000 centaurs to ambush the Roaring Heaven Clan, killed hundreds of enemies, and rescued Jiang Huateng and others.

Jiang Huateng never dreamed that he would enter the Hengduan Mountain Range every year to suppress bandits, and he had already formed a deep hatred with the northwest Xuantian gust of wind, but in the end he was saved by this group of bandits.

"Needless to say, thank you, after killing the Protoss, you and I are still enemies!"

The bamboo pole said coldly to Jiang Huateng, Jiang Huateng was bored with himself, and led the remaining brothers to Yanran City day and night.

"Monkey, why did you say that the big boss asked us to save these Feiyan soldiers?" asked Zhu Pole puzzled.

"I don't know, I haven't read a few books. The monkey rolled his eyes.