Chapter 1: The Battlefield

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"This battle, there is more than one good luck......"

"Yes, the ghost army is fierce and bloodthirsty, and after the city is broken, all men are slaves and women are prostitutes......"

There was a noisy discussion in his ears, and Xiao Yuan opened his eyes with difficulty.

His mind was a little dazed, and he began to look blankly at his surroundings.

This is a plain, surrounded by many people, all wearing the armor of ancient soldiers, holding halberds, lying under the trees to rest, chatting in twos and threes.

He looked down and saw that he was the same, what about his armor and his casual clothes?

His brain was a little short-circuited, and he was about to ask a question to the nearest person, but at this moment, there was a sudden exclamation from the front: "Enemy attack!" There's an enemy attack—"

The frightened screams made all the soldiers stop talking, and they stood up sharply, picked up their halberds, and began to hurry forward.

"Meet the enemy! Facing the enemy—"

"Let's go! The ghost army is here! What are you doing here? ”

Someone began to pull up Xiao Yuan, who was in a daze.

He didn't react at all, just ran forward in a daze as the soldier pulled him forward.

Everywhere there was the sound of infantry marching, everywhere there was the sound of armor rubbing.

Not long after, the army assembled.

On the vast plain, a confrontation between the armies of the two sides was formed.

On Xiao Yuan's side, there were many long halberds, and the flag was waving in the wind, and he had also become one of all the soldiers.

He didn't know what he was doing, and instinctively wanted to run, but around him, there were soldiers dressed the same as him, and everyone was waiting for an order.

Some people's eyes are full of anger, while others have deep fear in their eyes.

Just when he was at a loss for what to do, the order in the army was issued, and a general drew his sword: "Crossbowman!" ”

With the military order, the soldiers in the front row on Xiao Yuan's side raised their bows and arrows, filled them up, and pointed diagonally into the air.

"Put-"

At the sound of an order, ten thousand arrows were fired in unison, and with a buzz, Xiao Yuan's eyes widened all of a sudden!

Because he clearly saw that there seemed to be a black cloud, sweeping up from his own camp, dense black dots gathered together, crossed an arc in mid-air, and poured down!

Plop puff plop!

Arrows were slanted all over the ground, and many people in the front row of the opposing army were shot to the ground, and the miserable howls came and went.

It's shocking!

It's too real!

It was so real that it made his nerves tense all at once!

"Boom! Boom! Knock knock knock—"

The inspiring war drums sounded, and a general, riding a tall horse, began to point his sword forward, and shouted: "Kill—"

"Kill—" In an instant, all the soldiers shouted violently, picked up their halberds, and began to charge forward frantically.

Xiao Yuan's front and back, left and right, are all like this, he is in the crowd, there is no way but to pick up the weapon, with the crowd, if he does not rush, he will be tripped to the ground by countless soldiers behind him, and then trampled to death by thousands of troops.

This side launched a whole army charge, and the other side did the same, and in the process of attacking, the enemy front row, galloping horses, began to throw spears on the horses.

Poles of spears, shot by the strong wind, pierced the bellies of many soldiers.

A miserable howl sounded in his ears, and a person beside him was stabbed by a spear, flew upside down, spat blood from his mouth, and his life passed in an instant!

What the hell is this place!

There was no time for Xiao Yuan to explore, in order to survive, he could only go through this ancient cold weapon war.

The armies of the two sides soon met, and blood was immediately splattered on the spot!

Like a meat grinder, where the battle was fought, rivers of blood flowed, and the soldiers fell like wheat, falling in batches......

The enemy cavalry, ravaging the plains, can often bring down a large area once they come into contact.

It was an encounter in which the vanguard of our own forces was confronted by the main enemy force on this plain.

The strength of the two sides was not proportional, and the formation was quickly disrupted, and Xiao Yuan's side was gradually surrounded by the enemy.

In his previous life, he was a top master who frightened countless people in the industry, with a killing skill, and he also killed many enemies, but the current scene really shocked him.

The blood under his feet and the screams around him all irritated his nerves.

Several scimitars, slashing head-on, the opposing soldiers were dressed as aliens, blonde and blue-eyed, fierce and bloodthirsty.

Xiao Yuan's heart froze, and he immediately raised the halberd, and with a sound of gold and iron, he raised his arm and flicked several scimitars away, and at the same time, the halberd swept away, killing several people in an instant.

At this time, his fighting spirit was also aroused, because it was obvious that the companions dressed the same as him here had the faces of Chinese, and the enemy troops were all aliens.

What's more, he has been on the verge of life and death all year round, and he has clearly realized that this is the battlefield! If he doesn't kill the enemy, the enemy won't be relentless!

"Kill-" His face was also splattered with a little blood, and he held a halberd and frantically rushed into the enemy camp.

The war is still going on, I don't know how long this battle has been fought, and in the end, the surrounding shouts and killings have gradually disappeared, the sun is turning west, and Xiao Yuan is even more bloody.

He stood in the center, and as far as the eye could see, there were alien enemy troops in all directions, and they had surrounded him three layers inside and three layers outside.

After a while, a man who looked like a foreign general rode a war horse to separate the crowd, he held a horse whip, located on the horse, pointed at Xiao Yuan, and asked coldly: "Who are you!" There is such a martial art, and it is famous! (Exotic)"

What he said, Xiao Yuan couldn't understand it at all, but when he saw him, Xiao Yuan was shocked, no need to ask, this must be the leader of the other party!

He didn't say a word, and after roaring angrily, he rushed forward directly with his halberd.

But how could the other soldier's soldier let him succeed, strange screams arose, and countless people immediately protected the leader, and fought with Xiao Yuan again.

Countless scimitars attacked from all directions, Xiao Yuan's eyes widened angrily, and he began to slash left and right, and one by one the corpses flew out upside down, and the miserable howls came one after another, and the leader's eyes also showed a look of horror.

At this point in the battle, in fact, Xiao Yuan was exhausted, and he was completely supported by one breath, but he couldn't die, but at this time, his head had a severe pain.

One piece of information rushed into my mind and exploded.

After repelling the enemy troops in front of him with a halberd, he couldn't help but stagger back a few steps, and then kneel on one knee with a halberd.

At the same time, the surrounding alien soldiers came up in unison.

The feeling of dizziness hit, I don't know how long it took, he felt lifted up, and he reluctantly opened his eyes, and saw the traces of the tragic battlefield.

Everywhere there were soldiers dressed like him, lying in pools of blood, carved feathers all over the ground, halberds scattered, banners broken, and blood sticking on the ground, waving in the wind.

Have you been wiped out......

Central Plains Empire......

He closed his eyes again.

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