The Wu army, under the command of Huang Gai, fled in disgrace.

The rest of the army, which had been hiding in the shadows, was a little overwhelmed and didn't understand the situation at all.

As soon as the two armies met, they fought, and the defeat of the Wu army, which had the advantage in numbers, was really beyond common sense.

The underworld is monotonous and boring, the armies of all parties, the only interest is to fight each other, today you fight me, tomorrow I will beat you.

Thirty-six strategies, Sun Tzu's Art of War, is no longer of much use, as soon as he looks at his face, he starts fighting, and he tastes the conspiracy and tricks twice in three days, and he is familiar with it by heart.

As the saying goes, if you are unlucky, you will stuff your teeth when you drink cold water, and the yellow cover will be stuck in your throat directly.

In the retreat route, Fu Yang did not chase after him, but he was able to summon a group of legions dressed in black robes and wearing iron masks.

The Persian Undead Legion, the identity of the one who popped up in Huang Gai's mind.

It is rumored that this is the Persian king's guard, a group of ruthless killers, loyal to the king all their lives, but unfortunately, after the death in battle, there is no king they are loyal to in the underworld.

It was a Persian prince who incorporated them, separated from the Wu ** team, they came more than 400 years late, but they were brave and good at fighting, and they were also ruthless.

Huang Gai's friend Zhou Yu has fought against the undead army, and he has won and lost, and he attaches great importance to it.

It was asserted that without the undead legion, the prince of Persia would have no place in the underworld.

"Why do you stop our army?" Huang Gai said with a gloomy face.

After the first battle, the morale was frustrated, and if the battle continued, more than half of the soldiers would be killed or wounded, which would be an immeasurable loss.

In addition, there is the Wei State that has been eyeing the tiger, and the vitality is damaged, which may lead to a war.

The undead legion, with only 10,000 in number, all condensed out of the Yin Body, which is different from ordinary heroic spirits.

Ordinary ghost heroic spirits, at the beginning, are virtual bodies, condensing evil qi is considered an elite soldier, and one step closer is condensing the yin body, this kind of heroic spirit can easily shred the soul body, and belongs to the lowest soldier level.

It is conceivable that 10,000 undead soldiers who condensed out of the Yin body killed tens of thousands of Wu troops, which was as simple as cutting vegetables.

An undead warrior stood up and asked, "What information did you get from those mouths?" ”

"If you want to know, ask for yourself." Huang Gai didn't want to say more, and directly commanded the army to withdraw from the other direction.

Watching Wu Jun leave, the immortal army did not force him to stay, and he knew in his heart that some of these soldiers were fierce and extraordinary, not to mention that Huang Gai's strength exceeded the Yin Body realm, and he would definitely not be able to keep him.

It's a pity that no matter how strong you are, you are still a ghost, and in front of the weapons of the underworld, you are a scum.

"Let's go, meet those people." An undead warrior about two meters tall said.

……

Fu Yang recruited a hundred archers, he was in a good mood, and the team was getting bigger and bigger.

He was going to recruit more troops to fight for him, and the underworld was so large that the riches and riches he had lived for more than 1,800 years were not known.

Fuguiquan has been to more than 1,000 battlefields and fought tens of thousands of legions, basically a hundred to three hundred years, a group of new troops entered the underworld, and then the old bird began to abuse the rookie.

The good mood was soon disturbed by a group of uninvited guests.

The undead legion blocked the way, neat and orderly, and the momentum was soaring.

The first reaction of Dromutev and Fuguiquan was to tremble, and then they regained their composure.

The Germans had a division wiped out in their hands, and Fuguiquan followed Zhou Yu to fight against the undead army.

An undead warrior stepped forward and said, "Excuse me, are you from a ghost town?" ”

The undead warrior had a very respectful attitude, bowed ninety degrees, and had a good look in his eyes, directly facing Fu Yang, not the German army and the divine arrow army.

"Who are you, you are ghosts yourself, and you are wearing such an ugly mask, scaring ghosts." Fu Yang said disdainfully.

Heroic spirits who died in battle will not have any respect for the army they meet for the first time, unless they come up and show overwhelming strength.

"We are the undead army of Persia in the Dark Desert, and if you speak disrespectfully, it will be regarded as a declaration of war." The undead warrior said indifferently.

"Hey, there are a lot of ghosts who died today." Fu Yang laughed playfully.

A black light shot out, and an arrow pinned the undead warrior to the ground in the next second.

It is rich and noble, although he looks honest and honest, he is cunning and flexible, and he pleases his boss as soon as he takes office.

Fu Yang did not blame for this move, but gave an appreciative look.

is so angry that Dromutev and Li Qingchuan are itching, they are really ruthless, and they are too good at seizing the opportunity.

Undeclared war, the undead legion was restless, but fortunately the regimental commander raised his hand to stop it, otherwise it would be another war.

The immortal regiment leader stepped forward and said in stiff Chinese: "Your Excellency, if my subordinates are rude, I will compensate you, we really want to know the information of the ghost town." ”

"Why am I telling you?" Fu Yang said.

"Because we have also found a ghost town, if you can tell us how to enter it, you can choose the items in the city at will." The head of the regiment said sincerely.

"Damn, pick your sister and tie them all up for me." Fu Yang gave an order.

The ghost town that I was going to go to hadn't arrived yet, so a bunch of fools came to deliver news of another city.

Three cities, Fu Yang is excited when he thinks about it, he can almost build a country, is it refreshing.

As soon as the words fell, the iron chain rose into the sky, and naturally it was thirty-four ghosts who made a move.

A large wave of credit is in front of us, and we must strive for it first.

"Brothers, rush, catch the enemy, and your lord may give you the title of god." Dromudev said in German.

"Everyone, behave well, you can get the god position given by the adult, and directly the pheasant will become a phoenix, and the wild ghost will become a fairy." Fuguiquan shouted.

A group of subordinates, all like chickens, rushed towards the undead army like mad dogs.

"Do you want to start a war?" The Immortal Regiment Leader said coldly.

At the same time, the momentum on his body spread, like the abyss of hell, terrifying and profound, as if a sea of corpse blood was rolling and surging.

Unfortunately, he was responded to by a killing rod, and a stick knocked on the door of his head.

Immediately afterwards, a group of immeasurable ghosts and ghosts who were trying to grab credit, as well as the German army Wu Jun, stepped on him one after another.

Life is like this, the more energetic you pretend, the more people step on your face, until you step on it.

The Immortal Leader felt like a herd of crazy cows, stepping over him, with footprints all over his body.

By the time the crowd had passed, he was embedded in the dirt, staring blankly at the sky, feeling that his life had been desecrated.

Suddenly, a black mass obscured his vision, and with a few blinks of his eyes, he saw that it was a horse's face, grinning, as if mocking his embarrassment.

"Get up, and play dead for as long as you want." Fu Yang said.

"I'll fight with you." The undead regimental leader jumped to his feet, and a scimitar was taken out of his black robe.

Swinging out a bright white light, it slashed straight at Fu Yang's head.

Shaking his head with a sigh, an iron chain burst out, deriving dozens of them, chaotic and intertwined.

In the blink of an eye, the immortal regimental leader was surrounded by iron chains below his head, and it was miserable.

"Let go of me and go one-on-one." The immortal regimental leader was not convinced.

Fu Yang glanced at him disdainfully, while the mount under his crotch kept staring, really feeling like he was laughing at the immortal leader.

The battlefield in the distance is even more tragic, the undead army that is rampant in the underworld is like sheep, facing a group of hungry wolves, this is a tragic story.

A hundred ghost soldiers of the German army opened the way in front, and the red tassel spear provoked the enemy with a single blow, and threw it into the German army behind him, which instantly attracted a fat beating, and the fight was incomplete.

Thirty-four ghosts are even more excessive, thirty-four soul ropes, woven into a huge net, and scattered like fishing.

Covering a group of undead soldiers, as soon as they were pulled in front of him, they picked up the killing stick and beat it randomly, wailing and wailing.

The new Divine Arrow Army, shot arrow by arrow, nailing the undead legion to the ground.

The immortal regiment leader, who was tied into a dumpling, was already dumbfounded, he couldn't believe that he had provoked a group of devils, it was too brutal.

In a moment of incense, the famous undead legion was already like a girl who had been abused, looking at Fu Yang's subordinates with frightened eyes.

"Your Excellency, the mission has been successfully completed." Dromutev was very proud and said that he was the largest number of captures in the legion.

A group of ghosts, dragging a net woven by iron chains, loaded with thousands of undead warriors, harvested a lot.

Fuguiquan is more depressed, his subordinates are all ordinary heroic spirits, if he pulls out the arrow, the undead warrior will be free, and he can only be nailed to the ground all the time.

"Say, where is the ghost town you found?" Fu Yang asked.

"I can't say half a word." The undead regimental leader has a tough attitude.

is not honest, the ghost is not honest, and picking up the killing rod is a greeting.

At the beginning, he could endure a few sticks, three sticks, and immediately shouted: "I said, I said, don't fight again." ”

"I thought you were a tough guy, but that's it." Fu Yang said.

In fact, the killing stick is a weapon to punish ghosts, and the damage to ghosts is extraordinary, and it generally lasts no more than three sticks.

"The ghost town is in the dark desert, five hundred miles east of the Sin Blood Lake." The Immortal Leader recounted.

"Fuguiquan, do you know where the Dark Desert is?" Fu Yang said.

"My lord, I have fought with them a few times, even in the dark desert, I have heard of the lake of sin blood, and I can find the location." Fugui said confidently.

"Very well, take note of you." Fu Yang said.

"Master Xie." Fugui said with joy in his heart.

"Let them go." Fu Yang ordered.

Since they got what they wanted to know, they had no value, so they let go of the matter, and if they didn't know what was wrong, they would be severely punished.

Although he was puzzled by Fu Yang's order, he had the only obligation to carry out as a subordinate.

Like an amnesty, the undead army no longer had the majesty it had when it came, and fled this terrible place in a hurry, swearing in their hearts that they would never come again.

"Get on the road."

With a wave of his hand, the army set off.

Take the second ghost town first, and as for the third one, let it go first, after all, the city can't be moved, it can't be moved, and the heroic spirit can't get involved at all.

The undead army fled, and the army lurking in the shadows saw that there was still a trace of greed, but now it is gone.

Groups of troops, all of them withdrew from the territory of Xudu, this is not a forbidden place for them to touch.

In fact, the Shu army, which had been in the dark, came out to befriend Fu Yang, and Zhao Zilong, the leading general, was immediately deflated according to observation.

This Fu Yang is simply unreasonable, he will do it if he doesn't agree with him, he is definitely quite unreasonable, and it is better to provoke less.

(I really can't stop the sleepiness, and I'll make up the chapter I owe tomorrow.) ）