The change of the battlefield was actually only in an instant, the arrival of the Daguang reinforcements, the change from defense to offense, made the proud fierce people seem to have not come back to their senses.

The fierce iron cavalry who galloped the world has always been the master of the battlefield, and in their eyes, there are only two kinds of enemies, one is the living and the other is the dead.

The fierce people arrogantly believe that they are born to be shepherds, and that no matter how big or small, fat or thin, the life or death of the cattle and sheep in the pen will only be between the nods of the shepherd.

Today, however, Goduyen found himself in the strangest thing in the world, when the little lamb in the pen tried to jump out of the pen and bite him, the noble shepherd.

This is something that the gods absolutely cannot forgive.

Goduan laughed: "A flock of sheep is a flock, how can a pair of cumbersome horns compare to the sharp teeth of a pack of wolves?" Let's show our little sheep the wrath of the steppenwolf! ”

"Woo~~~!!" The long sound of the horn resounded throughout the battlefield again.

And this time the horn sound is obviously a little different, the deep voice is like the wolf king calling the wolves, with a little bit of killing, with a little anger, people seem to see a lonely wolf king, standing under the full moon and looking up to the sky and roaring, that kind of pervasive sense of fear, seeping into everyone's mind.

The sound of the horn was like a stimulant, stabbing all the fierce people, and they began to pounce frantically on their prey.

At the same time, the camp tent of the fierce Di Zhong once again diverted out three thousand cavalry, fearlessly pounced on the people of the rivers and lakes and the heroes of the green forest who killed behind him, these three thousand cavalry were different from other fierce people in terms of appearance and momentum, this is Goduan's most elite tribal guard, and he is his real wolf cub.

At the same time, the combined army formation of the Northern Army and the Linzhou Army was under unprecedented pressure, and the crazy Fierce Di people kept hitting the shield armor formations responsible for defense on both sides.

"Fuck! What happened to these brutes? Did the monks who ate Chunxiangyuan disperse?? Li Yan, who was wrapped in the middle of the generals, scolded angrily.

Hu Seng San is a kind of medicine from the Western Regions, which can make men show their power when doing that kind of thing, and is the housekeeping treasure of the old bustard in Chunxiangyuan.

Yang Yi, who was not far ahead, turned around and shouted loudly while slashing: "Nentiao!! Resist it for Lao Tzu!! ”

At this time, whether it was the Northern Army that was attacking in front, or the Linzhou Army holding the tail and both sides of the formation, they were already grasshoppers on a rope, and if anyone couldn't bear it, they would definitely collapse on the whole line.

Li Yan originally wanted to have a conversation with Yang Yi, but found that there didn't seem to be that time now, so he hurriedly turned around and shouted to his subordinates: "Listen well!" Take out your housekeeping skills to kill these barbarians from the north, as long as you can go back alive, Lao Tzu will take down all the flower boats on the Linjiang River, and let you play for five days and five nights!! ”

The prostitutes of the flower boats on the riverside are famous all over the world. Surrounded by the still water river of Linjiang City, there are countless flower boats floating day and night, and the sound of singing and dancing in the river does not stop all night, which is the place where literati and ink writers, talented and beautiful women gather, and it is also the most desirable place for men in the world.

Most of these five big and three rough soldiers can only peek at the river, and if nothing else, they will never be able to get on the flower boat in their lifetime.

Li Yan's words suddenly made all the Linjiang soldiers feel uplifted, because almost everyone knew that although the eldest prince of the Guohou Mansion was a complete gentleman, and even a little unlearned, he was also a well-known figure in Linjiang City.

There was a burst of cheers in the Linzhou army array, and under the stimulation of adrenaline, a group of soldiers and generals also suddenly burst out, and they squeezed back the fierce people who were desperately rushing in.

Seeing this, Li Yan proudly straightened the somewhat crooked helmet on his head, and shouted loudly to Yang Yi in front of him: "Boss! You rush forward, here Lao Tzu is on top of it!! ”

Yang Yi looked back at Li Yan when he heard the sound, did not speak, just nodded solemnly, and went straight forward to kill him.

Finally, the vanguard army composed of the brave Yue Jing suddenly broke through the encirclement of the fierce Di people, and the northern army poured out of the gap like water in a huge vat.

Yang Yi rushed out of the encirclement and looked up to see that the eye-catching royal flag of the fierce Di Zuoping King was on the top of the mountain two miles away.

But this short two-mile road is destined to be a road to hell, and there is no other way to get past it than to pave the way with corpses and blood.

Now the form of the battlefield is very clear, even if it is a pawn of the Daguang Army or the Fierce Di people, they have already seen Yang Yi's intention to attack the banner of the Fierce Di Chinese Army.

The generals of the Great Light Army were excited, and the fierce Di people were also angry, and countless fierce Di people who could leave the battlefield began to come to Yang Yi and them.

Not far away, in the battlefield of the Bingzhou army and the fierce Di people, one or two thousand fierce Di iron cavalry could not take care of the Bingzhou army that was fighting, and quickly left the battlefield to return to help.

Wang Fei shouted at the sight of anger, shouted a few times, and more than a thousand guards followed him out of the melee.

After chasing and catching up, the two armies soon came to the near side of the Northern Army and joined the melee.

"Fierce sheep! Look down on your grandfather Wang?? Wang Fei angrily brandished the machete in his hand and rushed forward, and the fierce people on that side were scattered, and soon the northern army and the state army converged together.

"Haha!! Top dog! I, Wang Fei, will also be in the future!! Wang Fei, who rushed in, shouted at Yang Yi with a loud voice.

Yang Yi stabbed over the two fierce people in front of him, raised the sword in his hand to General Wang Fei, and said with a smile: "Hanzi!" ”

The two looked at each other from a distance and nodded to each other as a greeting.

Wang Fei dragged the somewhat excited war horse and said loudly: "Boss! Go ahead, leave it to me! ”

Yang Yi only hesitated slightly, then nodded fiercely, and turned to Hong Zhi and the others not far away: "Old Hong, Yuan Liu!" Block the fierce man on the left, the monkey tip iron bull, open the way! Keep impacting!! ”

Hong Zhi and Yuan Liu, who were covered in blood and couldn't see clearly, nodded their heads, and immediately took two thousand soldiers to the other side, and Wang Fei blocked the fierce people who came to help on the left and right sides respectively, and suddenly there was another scuffle.

When Yang Yi took Monkey Jian'er and Tie Niu to break through the defense line of the fierce Di people again, he looked back and saw that there were only one hundred and ten people left behind him.

Looking at the entire battlefield, there is no tactical discipline to speak of, and everywhere you look is blood and death, the forbidden army at the west gate, the Linjiang army in the rear, the merger state army in the col on the right, and the melee behind Yang Yi.

Even the Jiuxiao Villa and the Valley of Flowers on the other side of the hill have already clashed with Goduan's personal guards and iron cavalry, one side is a highly skilled martial arts person, and the other side is a disciplined and outnumbered elite guard, and it is difficult to distinguish the winner from the bloody rain for a while.

Walking here, Yang Yi and Goduan on the top of the hill could already see each other very clearly, one with eyes like a wolf, and the other with hatred, before the night came, there was destined to be a person who would fall here forever.

Goduan's expression was indifferent, and he didn't see a hint of panic, but instead made him feel a little excited.

In the past 20 years, the fierce Di Iron Horse has ridden across the desert grassland, and I don't know how long I haven't encountered a multi-handed person who is qualified to fight with a pack of wolves, which makes the fierce Di people who are proud of their battle feel extremely lost.

This time, Goduan didn't speak, just waved his hand lightly, and the last thousand iron horsemen around him rushed towards Yang Yi and the others not far away.

"Cangyun Village one hundred and eight will be killed to !!"

Just as the thousand iron horsemen rushed towards Yang Yi and the others, Cangyunzhai and many green forest heroes interspersed from the oblique thorns, and intercepted the fierce Di people, and the two sides didn't say much, and they fought in one place in an instant.

Iron-masked Gongsun Yao slashed all the way to Yang Yi's side, and said with a smile: "Your Highness! Don't come unharmed! ”

The sunspot behind Gongsun Yao also shouted: "Mr. Jia, we came to you to tell us a story!" ”

Yang Yi laughed and quickly hugged his fists to everyone.

Gongsun Yao nodded, and couldn't see clearly what expression was under her iron face, so she only heard her magnetic voice and said firmly: "Your Highness, we will send you up!" ”

Yang Yi didn't say much when he heard this, he grabbed the sword in his hand and shouted, and fought all the way under the cover of Gongsun Yao, Monkey Jian'er and Tie Niu, carrying countless blood rain through the chaotic battlefield and rushing towards Ge Du'an.

On the other side, under the leadership of the Pukong monk, the purple-clothed beauty, the middle-aged scholar and the Yuntang fairy, it is also approaching the top of the hill little by little.

Seeing that the generals of the Great Light Army on both sides were only a few dozen steps away from the top of the mountain, at this time, the dozen or so strangely dressed Fierce Di people who had been standing behind Goduan suddenly moved, these Fierce Di were obviously different from ordinary Fierce Di people, some looked like Fan monks, some looked like wrestlers, and some even looked more like a Great Light people.

The only characteristic of these people is that they have a wolf totem waist card hanging from their waists. Yang Yi has seen this waist card more than once, it is a symbol that only the martial arts people who are loyal to the Fierce Di Wangting deserve to have, when they were in the Valley of Flowers, the fierce Di people there had this wolf totem waist card.

Ge Du'an, who is the fierce Di Zuoping King, is second only to the Wolf King Hu Yanzhi, how can there be a lack of master guards around him, almost every one of these more than ten fierce Di martial arts masters is strong in martial arts, they never care about the victory or defeat of the battlefield, they only care about the safety of Zuoping King Geduan himself.

I saw more than a dozen fierce master guards divided into two waves, half rushing towards Pukong and others, and half facing Yang Yi and others.

Gongsun Yao, who was beside Yang Yi, didn't say much when he saw this, jumped off the war horse with a lot of force, waved the thin sword in his hand and caught a fierce warrior who looked like a monk in front of Yang Yi.

Similarly, Monkey Jian'er and Tie Niu, as well as more than a dozen generals behind them, jumped off their horses without the slightest hesitation and greeted them. Monkey Jian'er and Tie Niu each found an opponent to fight together, and the generals who were slightly inferior in martial arts formed a formation in twos and threes to attack a fierce man.

For a while, everyone on the entire battlefield had an opponent, only Yang Yi and Ge Du on the opposite side stood there quietly, and the two looked at each other coldly across the fighting crowd.

"Pull off the battlefield and let His Highness go up!" Gongsun Yao, who was trembling with the monk, shouted loudly.

Everyone understood, and they all struggled to force their opponents to the sides, giving way to the middle of the road that seemed to lead to hell.

Yang Yi took a deep breath and tugged hard at the "Light Cheng Sword" in his hand.

"Driving !!" With a loud shout, Yang Yi Yuma rushed to the top of the mountain.

There, Goduan, who was sitting proudly on his horse, stared straight at Yang Yi who was rushing towards him, and wiped the bright scimitar in his hand with an angry smile.

Under the afterglow of the sunset, who is the battlefield Shura, who is the final master, and who will be truly favored by God.

Their victory or defeat is a matter of life and death, and the fate of everyone here....