The Wu army is an elite forward, all fierce, all brave, and they all sacrifice their lives to forget their lives. The magnificence of the army and the strength of the troops are unimaginable if you don't see it with your own eyes.

crossbowmen, shield bearers, layer upon layer; The spearmen and the folding punchers, one after another, handed half of the nine mountains to the mountain, surrounded like an iron bucket.

Although there are many brave soldiers, who were caught by the authorities and fell into the arms of death, the surviving soldiers were more able to learn from the pain, step on their compatriots, leap over, batch after batch, bravely move forward, and sacrifice their lives to charge.

It is really one after the other, fearless.

As cannon fodder, Qinghe is especially heroic, he doesn't care about mourning the dead, and he is unwilling to sacrifice it, so he can only sacrifice his life in order to survive.

Looking ahead, it is only ten feet away from the fox hole! Lives are in sight!

At this moment, the sun peeked out from the top of the mountain and shot out ten thousand golden rays. When she was dying, she suddenly felt that everything was clearer, and suddenly everything was more confused.

In her dream, on the top of the mountain, she saw tens of thousands of Shu troops, with bright armor and fluttering belts. She saw the cold swords and guns, lined up, shining in the glow. She saw hundreds of leather drums lined up in the morning light, ready to go, and they were about to "boom" in the blink of an eye.

In the dream, on the top of the mountain, the queue was divided, and a person jumped out, with a silver helmet and silver armor, majestic and majestic, like a god, holding high the "Flying Dragon Sword", and a clear hiss like a split wind: "The three armies obey orders!" Drumming! Fire! ”

In the dream, Qinghe heard the words, and exclaimed in his heart: "The big thing is not good, there is a dragon demon!" Offend the dragon demon, the present world is now retribution! ”

The one who gives the order is clearly "flying dragon in the sky"! Although his people are extremely unpleasant to himself, but his voice is extremely pleasant, and it is not only pleasant to the ear? It's not forgotten at all.

However, the sound of the dear voice is the voice of the devil, the sound of hell, the sound of death!

In an instant, hundreds of leather drums, "fluffy puffy" earthquake; Hundreds of horns, "woo-woo-woo"; Hundreds of flags, fluttering in the wind.

In an instant, tens of millions of Shu troops, loyal to their lives, thundered in response.

In an instant, several cannons burst out, and the artillery fire flew one after another, shocking the earth.

In an instant, ten thousand arrows were fired, overwhelming, and the storm was raging.

In an instant, the stone shot in all directions, as fast as lightning, and flew like a wild flash.

Qinghe is at the forefront, like five thunderbolts, only to feel that the five are burning.

In the imagination, the "flying dragon in the sky" is condescending, the jade tree is in the wind, murderous, the full moon will carve the bow, and the long sword is like the wind!

Unexpectedly, Long Fan stood on the commanding heights, looking down, and when he saw the green shadow clearly, leading Wu Jun to run at full speed, he didn't know what heartache was.

She was followed by the four masters, and the leader was none other than Zhuo Xing.

Long Fan is extremely smart, and he can see that she is in danger in an instant, where is the "lead"? Clearly, yes

"Escape"!

A moment ago, he was still working hard, and he was still ambitious. He is still strategizing, he is still determined to win, and he only wants to meet the invaders head-on.

At this moment, he can't breathe, he can't do anything. There is nothing he can do to save his beloved. There is nothing he can do to change the pattern of fate.

At the moment of the great enemy, he is dying. has not yet made a move, and it is already doomed. Once you make a move, you can only lose your beloved forever.

In the midst of endless pain, in deep mourning, and in all kinds of helplessness, he endured the heart-wrenching pain and issued a death order.

The two armies fought fiercely, only listening to the sound of artillery, feathered arrows, explosions, and shouts of killing, like wind and thunder; I saw the flames steaming, the feathers and arrows were shooting, the flesh and blood were flying, and the sky was scarlet.

Qinghe's little head had never been as clear as it was now, and he could no longer care about his physical and mental exhaustion and exhaustion, so he tried his last bit of strength and jumped towards the entrance of the cave as fast as possible.

At last she was satisfied, and at last she was lucky, and she leaped to the mouth of the cave as swiftly as a cheetah, and burrowed into the hole with the dexterity of a mongoose, and even the clever little fox could not reach it.

Unfortunately, the entrance to the cave is too narrow, and it will not be able to continue deeper. The cannon fire roared, the feathers and arrows flew, and the swords and swords were everywhere. If you get stuck at the entrance of the cave, you will still be dead. He was panicking when he suddenly saw a Wu soldier lying in front of the cave, and a shield flickered in the sun, which was particularly dazzling.

Qinghe had an idea, charged desperately, snatched back the shield, protected the entrance of the cave, and was able to temporarily settle down.

Looking at Zhuo Xing again, he couldn't take care of Qinghe for a long time, so he commanded his troops to charge upward.

The forwards of the Wu army are all carefully selected warriors, all of whom are regarded as ten, and they even have the heart of victory and forget about death.

However, the Shu army was condescending and hated the same enemy, but when they saw the Wu army swarming up, they fired artillery and fired thousands of arrows.

Unexpectedly, the Shu army was prepared, not only laying a net of heaven and earth, but also being fierce and brave in battle. No matter how much he charged, the enemy became more and more courageous.

In just a moment, the forward of the Wu army was already broken with spears and halberds, and the dead and wounded were resting. Not to mention seizing the top of the mountain, it is already difficult to attack a few feet upward.

The "Four Ghosts of Emei" glanced at each other, as if to say: "Fan Qi wants the four of me to take the lead, but he just wants me to be cannon fodder, and as long as we make a gesture, we must not die." With this in mind, I will not go all out to fight.

At this moment, several cannons were fired in unison, and ten thousand arrows were fired in a volley, like a violent storm, pouring down; There are also rolling logs, like hot wheels, like flying dragons, brave and unstoppable.

For a time, the sound of killing shook the sky and broke the heart; Aerial artillery and feathered arrows come and go, like flying locusts; Rolling wood and shrapnel on the ground are on fire, and flames are in the sky.

Although the "four ghosts" are the top of their martial arts, they are each pregnant with ghosts, unwilling to fight with their lives, and each of them performs light skills.

The unfortunate ones were thousands of Wu soldiers, who were either shot, or smashed, or crushed, or burned. The dead die, the dead die, the run, the run.

Seeing that the Wu army couldn't resist it, he was about to retreat, when he suddenly heard the horn in the sky, the drum sounded loudly, and the mid-mountain shouted in unison: "Xishu will be defeated!" Soochow will win! Brothers, rush upward! ”

The cries came from far and near, rushing like a tide, and then tens of thousands of people shouted in unison, like the sky falling apart and the earth cracking, and the tsunami mountain was destroyed.

looked down again, but saw a group of people and horses swarming up, a handsome flag, raised high, galloping iron horse, shocked for hundreds of miles. The person who came was Wu Shuai Fan Qi.

Fan Qi looked up, couldn't help but hit the fire, shouted loudly, and shouted to crack the mountain and rubble: "The charger is rewarded, and the retreater will be killed!" ”

Wu Jun'er listened to the commander's order, his morale was greatly boosted, and he even forgot his life, relying on the strength of the crowd to charge upward. The sergeant who fell in front became a shield for the rear army.

Fan Qi did not hesitate and sent troops to reinforce him.

In an instant, I saw three teams of people, like fierce tigers, rushing forward. They are all sharp divisions, they are all new forces, eager to establish meritorious deeds in front of the boss, and everyone is brave and takes the lead.

The first three people, one is blue-faced and cold, one is golden-faced, and the other is red-faced and red-haired. It's none other than the famous "Green Maple", "Red Maple", and "Golden Cicada".

The three of them are all descendants of Fan Qi, and their fighting style is very different from the "Emei Dead Ghost".

The war intensified, and the trumpets and cannons were heard in the sky, which was deafening; But seeing the smoke billowing and the flames soaring into the sky, there were countless giant trees, which were cut off by the Shu army, poured oil on the fire, and rushed down the slope with the soaring flames!

Zhang Xu flames, running like a fire dragon, like a wilderness, a thousand miles, sweeping through the army!

Such rolling wood, so fierce, no matter how brave Wu Bing is, he is also flesh and blood, even hitting and pressing, burning and smashing, how to parry? Needless to say, there have been countless casualties.

In the firelight, but seeing the three people, they didn't care about themselves, flew up, and one was like a green beast born, waving the "Qingfeng Sword"; one is like a red lion shooting in the air, dancing the "maple leaf shovel"; One is like a golden tiger out of the mountain, slashing the "golden cicada knife".

The three of them joined forces to stop a rolling log that was pouring down, and at the same time, they shouted in unison to the sergeants on both sides: "Get out of the way!" Get out of the way! ”

When Wu Jun heard the sound, it was like a tide and retreated to the side. The rolling wood with flames, like a running dragon, was a thousand enemies, but under the combined attack of the three people, it instantly changed its direction, ran towards the uninhabited cliff, and flew out like a shock!

The "Three Sons of Maple Cicada" joined forces to show their might, concocted as they were, picked up several rolling logs one after another, and instantly opened a bloody path.

Seeing this, Wu Jun cheered loudly: "Eastern Wu will win!" The general is mighty! For a while, the morale increased greatly, and there were even more generals, regardless of their lives, rushing forward and sacrificing their lives.