Banner hunting, war drums thundering, murderous aura, gunsmoke filled.

The dust on the battlefield obscured the clouds under the whip of the war horse, and a thunderous neighing sound came, and the eyes of the generals of the two armies all converged on the figures of Chu Feifan, War Dragon, and War Tiger.

Suddenly.

Chu Feifan's figure rose in the air, and the heavenly halberds in his hands were waved in the void, and the sound of two huge blades colliding came, and the big swords and dragon spears in the hands of the war dragon and the war tiger were shot down one after another.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

The golden armor on Chu Feifan Zhou's body hunted, and the figure that fell from the air stepped lightly on the horse's back, flew out of the battle dragon, and the war tiger kicked down under the horse.

"Huh!"

Chu Feifan's figure landed on the back of the wind black horse, the long halberd in his hand flashed coldly, and at that moment, a pillar of blood flew away, and the two pairs of eyes staring at the sky widened, filled with endless despair and fear.

The breath of life of the two of them continued to drain, and they knew that they were completely dead, and their wide-open eyes still did not close after all.

Chu Feifan beheaded the two of them under the horse with one enemy and two enemies, and the golden drums in the entire army of the Purple Chu Kingdom sounded in unison, and the sound of the earth-shattering shouts resounded in the sky.

Liu Qingcang saw that the two of them had fallen from their horses and died tragically, and turned to look at the soldiers beside him, and saw that everyone was in panic, and his figure was trembling, he knew in his heart that this soldier's spirit had been lost, and if he continued to fight, he could only increase his sacrifice in vain.

Although he was unwilling in his heart, Liu Qingcang knew that he could not gamble with the lives of tens of thousands of soldiers, and these tens of thousands of soldiers were his last reliance.

Think of it.

Liu Qingcang took out the long sword at his waist and raised it high, and roared in a majestic voice: "The whole army retreats, return to Fengyang City!" ”

Chu Feifan saw that the army of Fengyun Kingdom wanted to retreat, and the heavenly halberds in his hands rose to the sky, and the domineering Ling Tian roared: "Kill!" ”

Under an order, Lin Chong and Jiayuan led tens of thousands of people to rush to kill, like a flood that burst the embankment, and in the blink of an eye, they rushed into the enemy army of Fengyun Country, and the retreating enemy troops under the impact of the two were scattered and collapsed.

As the war drums sounded, the army of the Purple Chu State charged, and the monstrous killing cries of tens of thousands of troops floated above the void, the war horses drank blood and neighed, and the light of scimitars and swords and spears was dimmed by blood.

At the same time, Pan Shao'an, the left wing of the enemy's army, held the Purple Gold Thunder King Hammer in his hand, and led 5,000 soldiers behind him to rush into the enemy army like angry beasts. Lei Wufeng, the right flank of the enemy, and Wen Chuyue led the three thousand tiger and leopard troops to rush away at the same time, blocking the retreat of the enemy army.

Two sudden armies appeared, Liu Qingcang's eyes rose with a look of panic, and he shouted to the two generals on the left and right: "Vice General Wang, Vice General Liu, this general ordered you to bring 10,000 troops each to stop and kill the army that attacked from both wings." ”

"All the generals listen to the order, the strength of our army is several times that of the enemy, everyone should not panic and meet the enemy with this general, and kill them all!"

Liu Qingcang knew that if he blindly fled to Fengyang City in a hurry at this time, he would probably lose all his 40,000 troops here, and now only if the hard scalp and the Zichu enemy army fought to the death, would the Jedi have a chance to survive.

"Kill! Kill! Kill! ”

Liu Qingcang raised his gun and roared, the spear in his hand pointed directly at the rushing army of the Fengyun Country, the killing shouts sounded in the sky, and the dozens of generals behind him all rode forward on horseback.

Chu Fei Fance immediately stepped forward and threw the unrivaled heavenly halberd in his hand to Jiayuan, pulled out the purple gold long sword at his waist, and rode into the enemy formation alone, and the blade of the sword was pointed at Liu Qingcang and chased after him.

Chasing and killing all the way, Chu Feifan was invincible, as if entering a no-man's land, where the purple gold long sword in his hand passed, blood flew sideways, and the enemy troops of Fengyun Country continued to fall under his long sword.

Jiayuan rode his horse and attacked, following Chu Feifan's side, and the heavenly halberd in his hand opened and roared, like a slaughtering scythe to kill several people in a row, and all the soldiers who rushed from the Fengyun Kingdom were shocked by his toughness, and no one could be his edge, so they turned around and fled.

Chu Feifan, Lin Chong, and Jiayuan rushed left and right, and the soldiers of Fengyun Country lost their fighting spirit, lost their armor, and fled in a hurry.

The breeze was bleak, the smoke and sand in the middle of the city, and the dust that filled the void shrouded the broken sword and halberd stuck in the ground. On the ground, there was a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, blood and tears slid down, and the remnants of the horses and cracked armor fled in a swarm, and they were not embarrassed by the defeat.

Wen Boya glanced at Jiayuan beside him, and chuckled: "The war is here, and it is already known who will kill the deer, if our emperor kills Liu Qingcang and captures Fengyang City, the dust of this battle will be settled, and the general trend of Fengyun Country has gone." ”

"What do you mean, sir?"

"Can't the Jiajing military division see that the emperor is brave and good at fighting, the generals are brave and strong, why is Zichu afraid of the wind and clouds?"

"This is a statement, I believe that it will not be long before the power of our emperor will shake the surrounding countries." Jia Yuan's expression was as calm as water, a faint look of admiration flashed in his eyes, and he said indifferently.

"Kill!"

An earth-shattering killing cry came, Wen Boya and Jia Yuan followed the sound and looked from afar, and suddenly saw a figure wearing golden armor in the battle of ten thousand armies, like a soaring dragon shuttling through the army.

"Liu Qingcang, your life will be taken today!"

"The erector is going to be arrogant, and the old man also has this intention, so let's see who is stronger between you and me!"

"Huh!"

Liu Qingcang shouted angrily, and the cold spear in his hand pierced through the air, Chu Feifan raised his hand and pressed the purple gold long sword against his chest, and the tip of the spear was just pierced on the sword body.

"Bang!"

A loud bang sounded, and the sparks sparked violently, Chu Feifan felt a tingling pain coming from his chest, and his figure rose into the air, and his sword-like eyes glared at Liu Qingcang.

"Nine Peerless Sword Skills, One Sword Kill!"

The wind shadow moved, the sword light flashed, and a little sword light split the nine heavens, Liu Qingcang felt the sword light from the volley, and the spear in his hand rose to the sky and stabbed Chu Feifan's figure.

"Huh!"

A pillar of blood soared up, blood gushed from Liu Qingcang's wrist, his entire arm trembled, a painful hideous color rose on his cheeks, and cold sweat continued to slide down his helmet.

At this time.

On the wall of Fengyang City, Ying Zhan and Gongsun Xun looked at the miserable battle outside the city, it was completely a slaughter battle of the Purple Wind army, and the 40,000 troops of Fengyun Country were completely frightened, without the slightest intention to fight.

"General Ying, what should we do now, Liu Qingcang's right-wing army is afraid that the whole army will be wiped out, should we lead our troops out of the city to help them, or ........."

"Xun'er, this defeat has been decided, even if we lead our troops out now, can we really block the edge of the Zichu Army?"

"Close the city gate, don't let the army of the Purple Chu Kingdom rush into the city!"

Ying Zhan's eyes were glowing with crystal light, and he sighed helplessly, and his voice roared coldly.

"General Ying, you can't close the city gate, many soldiers are about to withdraw, and now if the city gate is closed, they will really have to annihilate the whole army under this city wall!"

"Gongsun Xun, wake up, the enemy army is closely following behind the army, if it is for the thousands of soldiers who have fled back, I am afraid that Fengyang City will fall!"

"Close the gates!"

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