Emperor Lin Shihong, about thirty years old, with bronzed skin, a square forehead, broad black eyebrows, a burly body, and a sharp gaze like a knife, he rode a white dragon foal with no variegation on his body, about three years old. In contrast to the color of the war horse's coat is a bright silver soft armor, each of which has just been wiped and tested, and it is not stained. Above the armor was a rotten silver ear guard, flanked by gold threads and emeralds. Behind the helmet is a white Suzhou silk cloak, flying and fluttering between the marches, like stacked waves, revealing the spirit of a king from top to bottom.

He is determined to join forces with Emperor Liang Xiao Mill this time and carve up the Angel Kingdom, as soon as he heard that the leader of the Angel Kingdom is a woman, and she is a fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl, this is a joke! Since ancient times, where has a woman been a king, let alone a little girl. Second, I heard that the total army of the Angel Kingdom was only more than 10,000 people, how could such a small number of troops compete with Chu Liang's 100,000 coalition army?

The army of 50,000 Chu was like a rainbow, and it rushed straight to Fujian and Jianning.

He thought that the fragile angel army would definitely flee from the wind, but he didn't expect that after entering Fujian Jianning, he found that the phalanx of 10,000 infantry was blocking the way on the slope in front of him like a dark and dreary rock.

There are 50,000 people in themselves and 10,000 enemies, and everything is in vain in the face of a strong strength gap.

Chu Emperor Lin Shihong glanced at the enemy contemptuously, pulled out his treasure sword, and swung forward: "Kill!" - "He must let these self-defeating guys taste the power of the Chu army, so that they can remember it for a long time in the future, and it is best to escape far away when they see themselves."

"Rumble, rumble, rumble......" The crazy drums of war sounded from the middle army of the Chu army.

"Kill! - "Chu Emperor Lin Shihong's younger brothers, Poyang Wang Lin Yaoshi and Sikong Wang Rong, led 20,000 Chu troops and roared, stabbing like a sharp knife at the angel army array, they wanted to pierce and chop this group of self-defeating fellows into powder.

The drum beat of "rumble, rumble, rumble...... is short and agitated, first like the roar of a beast before it pounces, and then like a torrent suddenly bursting its banks.

The Chu army was mainly composed of the peasant rebel army of Gansu Province, which lacked cavalry, and rushed to the front of the infantry with spears in hand, the tips of which were bright and forested, and they rushed straight up in the shouts of killing in the sky.

The charge of tens of thousands of people made the ground tremble, like the rolling and roaring waves of the sea, about to completely smash the reef into pieces.

In the face of the attack like a huge wave, the angelic army stood still like a reef on the seashore, as calm as a mountain. The front row was a thick shield, covering the strong crossbowmen in the second row, and as soon as the Chu army rushed into range, the low horn of the angel army sounded, sad and sad. The sound of the feather arrow "swished".

Chu Jun suddenly found that the sky above his head darkened.

Thousands of feathered arrows burst into the sky, blocking out the sunlight, and then, in unison, smashed into the ranks of the spearmen. The spearmen, who had only simple thin armor to protect themselves, immediately fell in one piece, screaming one after another, mixed with the "poof" sound of feathered arrows shooting into their flesh. The spear wall was also soaked in a flood, and a huge gap appeared!

Then another low horn sounded.

The sound of beeping arrows rang out again.

Thousands of feathered arrows slashed across the clear sky, casting a thick shadow on the ground. After an instant, the shadows dissipated, and thousands of red flowers bloomed in the sun, some of which still had a faint green mist on them, as if the souls attached to life were dancing.

"Shieldman protection! Accelerate, keep accelerating, don't stop! Just rush up and they're done! Pharmacist Lin raised his horizontal knife and shouted angrily.

The muffled horn sounded for the third time, and another round of arrows rained.

The sky was full of flying arrows, with the sizzle of a poisonous snake, falling from the sky and taking lives. The Chu army continued to fall in the charge, but the frequency of the soldiers' footsteps did not stop at all. With blood and death as a link, the distance between the Chu army and the angel army vanguard slowly narrowed.

Immediately afterward, there was another violent sound of war drums, and the soldiers of the Chu army shouted loudly and accelerated forward.

The soldiers of the two sides were about to make contact, and Chu Emperor Lin Shihong had a premonition that he was about to hear the roar of the two teams colliding. Instinctively, he opened his mouth, ready for the piercing impact.

But the expected crash did not sound as expected.

"Woo-woo-woo-woo!" A high-pitched horn sounded, like a dragon roaring and a tiger roaring.

Lin Shihong raised his eyes, and he was surprised to find that the enemy's formation had suddenly changed, and the place facing the sharp blade of the Chu army quickly recessed, turning into a strange formation like a pair of scissors.

The Chu army didn't know the damn formation at all, and rushed into the middle of the "lethal scissors" in teams, and then was stabbed by the enemy with spears in waves, turning into cold and stiff corpses.

The sound of gold and iron replaced the drum in an instant and became the main theme on the battlefield. Thousands of Chu troops fell on the first contact, and more stepped on the corpses of their comrades and continued to charge.

The blood mist dispersed, and the wind above the battlefield gradually took on its color. Through the pale pink wind, Chu Emperor Lin Shihong saw hundreds of Chu soldiers falling alternately in the "scissors' mouth". A few who survived died instantly, but most of the wounded still had the luxury of trying to plug the wounds on their bodies with their fingers in vain. The blood from the wound was covered more and more, and it flowed faster and faster, breaking through the fingers and dripping all over the palms, and the stream darkened the entire hillside.

Chu Emperor Lin Shihong suddenly gasped, this strange scissor-like formation, unless his side used the corpse to fill the triangle gap, it was impossible to break it.

"Change formation, change formation! Stand back and change formations! Chu Emperor Lin Shihong was heartbroken and shouted hoarsely. The herald next to him raised his horn and tried his best to convey the commander's orders clearly. "Woo-woo-woo-woo-" The sound of the horn was sent to every corner of the battlefield through the sound of shouting and killing, but the Chu army, who was fighting to the death with the enemy, did not hear it at all.

The sound of the horns was too far from the front of the battle, and the drums of the angelic army beat too quickly. "Knock, knock, knock, knock!" Accompanied by a cold, sharp drum beat, the angelic soldiers kept shooting and drawing their guns; Draw your gun, shoot it......

Each shot thinned the thickness of the Chu army sandwiched between the two teams.

It was just a matter of counting breaths, and there were only a few hundred of the thousands of Chu soldiers closest to them. And the few lucky ones who could still stand no longer dared to rush forward, standing alone in the middle of a large pile of robed corpses, their eyes blank and helpless.

"Ah——!h Some of the red-eyed soldiers of the Chu State let out a desperate scream, as if they were demonstrating against the enemy, howling and rushing into the middle of the red steel jungle, one after the other, like moths throwing fire.

The flame of life was extinguished in a flash. The "scissors" that took the lives of countless soldiers of the Chu State slowly pushed down the hillside, not in a hurry.

The soldiers of the Chu State behind could see the gun's edge getting closer and closer, silver and silvery, with blood beads hanging on the tip, and the cold light that was slowly approaching was like the devil's teeth, which made people dare not look directly.

Dozens of Chu soldiers in the front position quietly moved their heels back, trying to distance themselves from death. As if with a heart in mind, the entire Chu army's forward moved backwards as a whole, first a little, then an inch, and as the enemy army got closer and closer, the backward movement gradually turned into a big stride back.

"Stop, stop, Your Majesty is watching us!" Pharmacist Lin wiped a handful of sweat, and his voice was already crying.

Pharmacist Lin didn't know what to do to be correct, and the formations he had learned quickly rolled through his mind one after another, but none of them worked. His hand holding the knife began to tremble and tremble, and then, the trembling stopped, and his whole body stiffened in an instant, filled with a bitter cold.

The Chu army's forward was forced to retreat.

The main force of the angel army is elite, and wave after wave is roaring, and the offensive is like a tide. And the array of the Chu State is like a dam of sand, cracking the gap in three strokes and two strokes.