At the foot of the camp of the Yellow Nest, the corpses of the armor soldiers on both sides were stacked on top of each other, almost forming a low wall. Blood seeped into the ground, staining the brown land with a red face. There was so much blood that the ground couldn't absorb it, and the boots stepped on it, splashing red sè water. More than 100,000 people with armor are still in this bloody quagmire, fighting desperately.

Even the high-ranking generals of the Yingtian Army were still fighting bloodily at the front of the team.

Around each of the leaders and generals, there are hundreds of them, and more than a dozen armor members form a small team to support them. A sergeant holds a tin placard wrapped in iron to shield him. The two armor soldiers wore two layers of heavy armor and stabbed with spears, and at the same time, they also forced the puppet Qi army armor soldiers on the opposite side not to approach too much. And at this time, the generals were under their cover, and from time to time they stood out and fought fiercely.

The generals of the Ying Tian Army are agile and have excellent weapons in their hands. Don't fight with the enemy, at this time, a little more strength is a guarantee.

But the assassination skills of these generals are excellent, every time they are more prominent than spears and broadswords, they can find the gap in the armor of the pseudo-Qi army in front of them and poke into it, and see a stout pseudo-Qi army waving an iron shovel and smashing the shield shaking. Two spears were forced over, and he also grabbed them with one hand and clamped them under his armpits. Just as the gap was exposed, a general of the Ying Tianjun took advantage of it, grabbed it in one step, and stabbed it out fiercely. The pseudo-Qi army armor sergeant screamed miserably, and the general of the Ying Heavenly Army stabbed a knife into the part where his neck and shoulders were connected.

The pseudo-Qi army armor soldier dropped his blade and grabbed the long knife with his bare hands, desperately trying to grab it, but it was so fierce, the soldiers of the Ying Tian Army were not vegetarians, their left hand protected the wrist of their right hand, gritted their teeth to support it, and pushed it forward and then stirred. Immediately, the artery of the pseudo-Qi dog on the opposite side was severed, and the blood splattered out like a sword, staining the blood on the soldier's body a few more times. I couldn't hold the long knife anymore, and I fell backwards when I let go.

The Pseudo-Qi Army armor soldier fell backwards, and the Ying Tian Army soldiers did not hesitate to retreat into the shield range.

When the battle was raging, even Fang Wenchong, a half-hung martial artist, entered the battlefield with a group of guards, this guy carried a long sect in his hand, shouted again and again, his face was splashed with blood after a while, and the guards around him fell one by one unconsciously.

Suddenly, with an ominous premonition, Fang Wenchong looked back, a feather arrow was getting bigger and bigger in his pupils, Fang Wenchong hurriedly turned his head, flashed a cold arrow, and the feather arrow brought a strong wind, which made his face hurt. At the same time, several puppet Qi soldiers shouted at him and pounced on him. They all have long blades in their hands. Desperately handed forward, if Fang Wenchong took a little back half a step. If you don't have to, you have to take a beating.

Fang Wenchong retreated, and the spears of the two guards forced out. Hold off the enemy a little. And Fang Wenchong retreated into the range of the shield next to him, his legs were weak, and he was so tired that he couldn't even breathe air into his lungs. The corpses under his feet were heavy, and as soon as his legs were weak, he could no longer stand, and he was about to fall.

The guards around him were quick and caught him. Before he could help him up, several puppet Qi army armor soldiers who rushed over took advantage of the lack of a spear to force him over, and slammed into him. Two spears open the way, forcing the opponent's blades outside. Two others wielded heavy axes, ready to smash open the shield-bearers who had been struggling to hold on.

There were two muffled sounds, followed by a cracking sound. The iron-clad shield could no longer hold up and shattered into two pieces. The shield-bearer was also smashed open, and fell to one knee with his arms clutched, and he had no strength to retreat.

The two pseudo-Qi armor soldiers shouted and entered, and they had already rushed into the inner circle. At this time, the spear was no longer needed, and one of the guards dropped the spear and drew his sword, and before he could cut it, he was slashed on the helmet with an axe. In the midst of the sparks, the helmet was smashed off a piece. The guard fell to the ground without snorting. Another guard who was holding Fang Wenchong couldn't react, and the spear behind him pressed up, and the steel spearhead stabbed him in the chest, although he didn't break through the armor, he also pushed him down. Even the Fang Wenchong he was holding was ripped off.

At this moment, Fang Wenchong and several members of their team were all temporarily unable to resist. The two pseudo-Qi army armor soldiers who suddenly came in were both red-eyed, and they roared and brandished their heavy axes and slashed at the half-hung martial artist Fang Wenchong who fell to the ground!

On the battlefield, there are corpses. Especially on the battlefield under your feet. The corpses were stacked on top of each other, and they were already piled up a foot or two high!

The warriors of the puppet Qi army kept pounced or fell. Or the negative wound is dragged down and thrown behind, moaning and screaming. It seems that the Ying Tianjun will be overwhelmed by the torrent of these Great Qi armies at any time. But it never collapsed. Centered on the half-hung martial artist Fang Wengen, who has never worn a helmet, he is still fighting desperately!

At this time, I saw that in the fighting field, Fang Wenchong had already fallen, and the two pseudo-Qi army armor soldiers rushed forward, raised the big axe and slashed downward, at this time, a feather arrow broke through the air from behind, and the face of one of the two pseudo-Qi army armor soldiers was quasi-centered, and it was deeply submerged in the eye socket.

The pseudo-Qi armor knelt down straight, and hung his head and died without snorting. At a critical juncture, such a magic arrow, Fang Wenchong looked back, and saw that Li Jie, the seventh prince beside Duan Mingyu, was pulling his bow and arrow, smiling at Fang Wenchong, and continued to support the rest of the Ying Tianjun and others.

After Fang Wenchong smiled gratefully, the power of this arrow made the pseudo-Qi army armor next to him couldn't help but be stunned.

Fang Wenchong took this opportunity to throw off the guards around him and jumped up violently. At this moment, the distance was too close, and there was no room for a sword to stab directly, so he could only slash at the shoulder blade of the armor warrior. With the last bit of strength, Fang Wenchong took it out. The blades he carries with him are all carefully selected by jīng, and the iron jīng is made of hundreds of refinements, although this pseudo-Qi army armor is wrapped in heavy armor, and a sword can slash down, it can also break the armor and remove his shoulder!

This sword slashed, and with a single blow, it was broken in two.

The puppet Qi army armor soldier was also an old man who followed Huang Chao to fight in the north and south, and after eating this blow, he provoked the murder, and also lost the big axe in his hand, and grabbed Fang Wenchong's throat with one hand. With the force, you will pinch his throat off!

Just now, the sword room has used the last strength, and now his hands and feet are weak, and his eyes are full of Venus when he looks out. Even if he wanted to retreat, he couldn't move, and he was pinched by the pseudo-Qi armor in the throat.

At this time, this pseudo-Qi army armor soldier suddenly moved sluggishly, his subordinates actually lost half of their strength, and blood slowly overflowed from the corners of their mouths, Fang Wenchong pushed this pseudo-Qi army armor soldier away, only to see that this armor soldier had a feather arrow stuck in his back, and he passed through his heart, needless to say, it was the Seventh Prince who saved Fang Wenchong's life at a critical time.

Duan Mingyu smacked his lips and sighed, "The Seventh Prince is really a god!" 1