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It's just that Chen Guojun, who was ambushed by the waterway, will not repeat the same mistakes this time.

He led more than 20,000 cavalry to the road, and there were more than 100 scouts in front of him to explore the way. Some people abandoned their horses and went up the mountain, and found Zhu Mingyun and others hiding in the mountains.

Although the Great Song garrison shot and killed a few scouts, they still exposed their whereabouts after all.

More than 20,000 troops stopped outside the canyon, crowded with people. It looks like it's in patches, and it's black.

Flags are waving in the wind.

In front of the army were heavy cavalry shrouded in armor, and even the war horses were covered in armor. A dull glow in the sun.

"Prepare for war!"

Zhu Mingyun and Fan Pengyun both held binoculars and watched the army of the Yue Li Dynasty stop, knowing that the big war was coming, they both raised their dragon guns and shouted.

The garrison sergeants lay on the ground and waited.

Although the hiding place was unsatisfactory when the Yue Li Dynasty army was discovered, what they had to do was only rely on this dangerous place to block the Yue Li Dynasty army here.

"Spearmen! Dismount! Offensive! ”

In the army of the Yue Li Dynasty, Chen Guojun had a cold face and raised his gun to shout orders.

"Dismount! Offensive! ”

Not far from the side, there were generals in the army who saw the handsome flag waving, and they also raised their swords and rode their horses to gallop in front of the army.

After that, tens of thousands of cavalry dismounted and waited for battle.

Chen Guojun waved his hand at the few people next to him, "Everyone, the masters of the Song army will be handed over to you to deal with." ”

Dozens of people next to him galloped towards the spear army.

Before reaching the army, they dismounted.

"Kill!"

With the beating of drums in the army, the shouts of killing instantly boiled to the sky. Tens of thousands of people slaughtered the canyon like locusts sweeping over the wheat fields.

Gravel was rolling down the hillside.

The masters of the army are like ghosts.

"Shoot!"

Fan Yunpeng's eyes widened, he stood up and raised his gun and shouted with all his might.

In the sunlight, the silver-white armor on his body shone brightly, setting him off like a god. But the cloak behind it is so bright red as blood.

"Whoosh!"

An arrow broke through the air and hit Fan Yunpeng's chest.

But from such a distance, the arrow did not pass through his chest. The arrows were just stuck in his armor.

Fan Yunpeng didn't retreat in the slightest, as if he didn't realize it, he just kept shouting: "Kill!" Kill! Kill! ”

Dense gunfire rang out.

Bullets slashed against the hillside.

Sergeant Yue Li, who rushed to the forefront, fell to the ground one after another, and then rolled down the mountain.

But this did not stop the momentum of the army.

The army formation of tens of thousands of people could not be defeated so easily, even if the flesh and blood of these soldiers of the Yue Li Dynasty could not stop the power of the Divine Dragon Gun at all.

And down the hill, there were also gunshots.

Although Chen Guojun ignored the corpses of the Song army, he confiscated the armor and dragon guns of the Song army outside Yongping Village and Guwan Village.

For the Yue Li Dynasty, these are rare treasures.

And these dragon guns and armor were all sent by him to the brave soldiers in the army.

It is not difficult to operate, and these soldiers have already learned how to use it. Although, the quasi-head is a little miserable.

Judging from the intensity of the gunfire, the number of Shenlong guns in the Yue Li army is probably two or three hundred.

The sun that was gradually moving westward seemed to be stained with blood at this moment.

The soldiers of the Yue Li Dynasty rushed to Fan Pengyun's position.

The Red Ghost, Sword Fourteen, Lone Wolf, Iron Tiger, and the worshippers of the Shadow Hall rushed towards these Yue Li Dynasty soldiers in an instant.

This made the soldiers of the Yue Li Dynasty who had to rush into the position fall to the ground in pieces like a meadow washed by a torrent.

It's just that soon there are masters in the army who also kill in the position.

They are not ordinary soldiers who can compare to them, and they are entangled with the worshippers of the Shadow Palace, and they are barely able to gain a foothold in the position.

Although Jian Fourteen and the others were all True Martial Realm powerhouses, they couldn't kill them in the face of the tide of enemy troops at this time.

The situation here soon became as tragic as it was on the other side of the waterway.

And after Chen Guojun watched his soldiers rush to the top of the canyon, he actually waved his gun and said: "The whole army!" Rush to Yongzhou with Ben Shuai! Yongzhou City will be won today! ”

"Take Yongzhou!"

"Take Yongzhou!"

Yue Li, who remained at the foot of the mountain, raised his gun and shouted at the cavalry. This cry was like thunder on a rainy night.

"Let's go!"

Chen Guojun waved his gun and pointed straight ahead.

The handsome flag on the side is counted forward.

The army marched on.

The sound of horses' hooves sounded in unison, and the sound shook people's hearts, as if it could shake the ground.

The heavy cavalry in front of the army held a long cavalry spear, the roots were sharp, and the cold glow loomed.

Chen Guojun had obviously deduced that there should not be many Song troops guarding Yongzhou City.

"It's broken!"

In the position on the mountain, Zhu Mingjiao, under the protection of several shadow hall worshippers, kept firing guns down the mountain. At the same time, I found this scene outside the canyon, and my heartbeat suddenly stopped for half a beat.

At this time, there were no defenders in Yongzhou City, and these Yueli cavalry at the foot of the mountain must be overwhelming.

But there was nothing he could do at this time.

Now it was already quite difficult to resist the attack of the Viet-Li army on the position, and they were only a few hundred people, and it was impossible for them to rush down the mountain to stop those Viet-Li cavalry.

Even if they could rush down, the foot soldiers would not be able to stop the cavalry charge.

And at this time, two figures suddenly swept out of the position and swept towards the foot of the mountain at a high speed.

It's the Red Oni and the Sword Fourteen.

The red ghost is because of the strange exercises, and the hair and eyebrows are red like coagulated blood. Wearing a red robe, he looked as if he had just come out of the pool of blood, and his murderous aura was amazing.

Jian Fourteen's expression was cold, wearing a green robe, like a hero.

One evil and one right, the styles of the two are so different, but at this moment, they are both laughing.

The old man chatted about juvenile madness.

The old people of Yanyutang are no longer young now, but they all still have the blood and arrogance of the past.

The artistic conception of the two of them soared into the sky, and it was only a dozen vertical leaps to reach the canyon below.

The red ghost roared loudly, "Fourteen, look at who kills more between you and me." ”

The corners of Jian Fourteen's mouth twitched slightly, "I never count." Because I have killed more than I can count. ”

"Charge!"

Chen Guojun, who was in the army, heard the long howl of the red ghost, and only felt anger coming from his heart. I can't help but raise my gun and shout.

Throughout his leadership of the army, how long has he ever been so despised?

Beside him there were soldiers blowing trumpets.

The sound of whining was desolate.

The Yue Li cavalry slammed their legs between the horse's belly, and the speed of the war horse increased visibly with the naked eye.

The canyon is dusty.

The gravel on the ground trembled slightly.

More than 20,000 cavalry charged in the canyon, like a torrent, as if carrying the power of destroying the world.

But the Red Ghost and Sword Fourteen were just holding their swords, the tips of their swords pointing diagonally at the ground, and they didn't move.

From the moment they laid an ambush above the canyon, they surrendered their lives to fate.

With their cultivation, if they want to leave, Yue Li Jun can't stop them. But the tens of thousands of people in Yongzhou City let their feet take root here.

"Kill!"

In the shouts of killing, the figures of the two were quickly covered in dust. Then, drowned in the torrent of cavalry.

The dust is even more turbulent like a dragon.

The figures of the two loomed in the noisy dust.

Time passed gradually.

Near dusk.

The sunset glows orange and yellow.

Above this canyon, the battle continues.

However, there were not many garrisons in the position.

The corpses were already piled up.

Lone Wolf, Iron Tiger and others are still fighting, but at this moment, even Lone Wolf and Iron Tiger look embarrassed. Bloodstained and ragged.

There are only about twenty people left in the Temple of Shadows.

In the canyon, the red ghost and Jian XIV were already out of breath, the red ghost's robe was dripping blood, and Jian XIV had visible wounds on his body, and his skin and flesh were rolling.

White mist rises overhead.

Fighting so far, even if they are true martial realm powerhouses, they are already close to the limit.

If you continue to kill, you will eventually be annihilated by these Yue Li cavalry.

But the two still showed no signs of leaving.

On the hill next to the waterway.

After all, Hong Wutian still failed to kill the cover hidden in the army, and at this time he had already swept back into the position.

Because the position can't hold on.

Both the garrison and the Shadow Temple were heavily defeated.

Zhu Zongyao was seriously injured and dying.

Tetsu Detachment, Kumano and others are also close to the limit.

If it weren't for Hong Wutian's late stage cultivation in the True Martial Realm, with his support, I am afraid that all the people here would have been destroyed.

The corpses piled up in the position were taller than the bunkers, and the blood soaked the stones red.

In the light of the setting sun, this blood color is so enchanting.

The sword-wielding hand was numb.

Heart, also numb.

No one knows how long it will last, but if the Yue Li army wants to get over, the only way to do it is to step on their corpses.

The voice roared and screamed in pain, as if with a strong unwillingness.

The battle was as tragic as imagined.

"Hmm......"

And at this moment, at the end of the winding mountain road ahead, there was a desolate and majestic horn sound.