At this time, on the battlefield outside the east gate, except for the large camp of the Chinese army, in the rest of the camps, the elite army and the remnants of the encirclement and suppression army were still fighting fiercely. In the camps set up on all sides outside the Chinese army camp, the remnants of the encirclement and suppression army were surrounded and killed, and an elite army in the Chinese army camp was surrounded and waiting to be gathered and annihilated.

At that time, the sun had passed 16 o'clock in the afternoon, the scorching sun gradually went west, shining on the earth, the sky was full of clouds, a light cloud and light wind, but the ground of the exquisite earth was green and green but dead bodies were piled up, tens of thousands of people were still in this small area, sacrificing their lives in a fierce battle.

Murong Ling has already stepped out of the big tent of the Chinese army, and Zhan Liu immediately on the high platform of the hill, personally supervising the battle, under the high platform, dozens of cowhide drums were beaten by dozens of shirtless strong men Knock sound, deafening, like the tide of flags rolling, swords and guns gathered, forming a big circle array, this elite army that broke into the stacked array surrounded it, and it could be slaughtered in a moment. Raising his eyes, he saw that among the soldiers of the encirclement and suppression army who participated in the battle, there were many thousand-commanders, centurions or brave men who were blood-stained and wounded, either dead or wounded, and the rest of the soldiers surrounded this elite army and wanted to move forward.

Murong Ling, as the commander of this encirclement and suppression army, has experienced a lot of battles since he and his father Murong Ke started the army to fight, especially since he led the southern expedition servant army, he has experienced a hundred battles, and he has killed the southern realms coalition army invincible, and he is invincible to the enemy. If you can take this person under your command and conquer this world, you should be fine. My father can also obey the will of the Beigong Heavenly Court and go all out to conquer the underworld. ”

Listening to the singing from the elite army in the encirclement from a distance, he muttered for a long time, turned his head to Zhan Liu beside him and said: "General Zhan, this elite bandit army is also the elite division in the hands of this elite commander Fan Xiang, there is no need to stay, just kill it! There are few elite soldiers, and there are still tens of thousands of remaining brave soldiers in our army, and we can still fight, if we can win Fan Xiang alone, we can win millions of people." ”

"Obey!" Hearing this, Zhan Liu turned his head and ordered to the heralds on the left and right: "Pass the order, leave not a single enemy in the encirclement, and kill them!"

When the herald heard this, he hurriedly galloped down the high platform, rode a fast horse, waved a white flag, and shouted an order to the officers and men of the three armies in the camp: "All the troops obey the order, leave not a single enemy in the encirclement, and kill them!"

Zhan Wolf'er immediately held a hammer in front of the elite army array, and when he heard the order, he waved the sledgehammer in his hand and shouted: "Everyone, listen, don't leave one, don't talk about killing, kill ......" The voice did not fall, urged the horse to step forward, raised the sledgehammer, and was about to smash it on the head of a wall-breaking soldier in front of him.

Suddenly, at this moment, three wolf-toothed arrows came in succession, with a sharp sound of breaking through the air, and flew from outside the camp gate, and the wind was fierce, shooting in three directions. The first arrow flashed like lightning, and passed through the front of the chest of the colonel, who was giving orders to the army, and crashed under his horse. The second arrow was shot at the white eagle of the Beigong encirclement army in front of the high platform. This big rope stands on the high hill, waving in the wind, in the sound of hunting, very mighty, a long arrow shoots in a moment, is in the middle of the flag rope, hula sound, the big rope immediately pulls the broken rope, slides down with the wind, and falls to the ground. The third arrow was shooting at the sledgehammer held high by Zhan Wolf, and there was a crisp sound of "dang", as if there was a strong force hitting the sledgehammer.

When the three armies in the camp saw it, they couldn't help but shout in unison.

The hammer in the hand of the Zhan wolf was shocked by the blow of the arrow and tilted backwards, the palm felt sore, the crotch of the horse actually took two steps back, surprised, doubtful, hurriedly pulled the horse to stand, raised his eyes to look in the direction of the arrow, only to see a Biao army horse about three or four hundred people, has rushed into the camp gate of the Chinese army. The first one was about 20 years old, wearing a golden crown of hair, wearing green clothes and iron armor, a two-foot short knife hanging from his waist, and a strange beast shaped like a yak in his crotch.

The man held an iron-tired longbow at the camp gate, opened his bow and set up arrows, and shot three arrows in a row, shooting in the direction of the mound and high platform where Murong Ling and Zhan Liu were located, like lightning.

The three armies in the camp shouted in unison, all of them had a heart in their throats, and they watched the three arrows pass in front of them, screaming, and went straight to the main general on the stage, but fortunately they were too far apart, and the three arrows flew over the heads of the three armies under the stage, drawing three shallow arcs, slowing down the castration, and nailing straight to the steps a few steps in front of Murong Ling.

When the encirclement and suppression army saw it, their hearts were all put down, and many people shouted and scolded and laughed. After a while, after someone in the army took a closer look, he was instantly dumb and didn't dare to laugh anymore, only to see that the three wolf's teeth and long arrows were all deeply penetrated into the stone steps paved with mountain stones, and the three arrows were neatly arranged, forming a "one" shape, and the carved feathers at the end of the arrows were still shaking slightly, showing strong strength and accuracy.

He shot three arrows twice, the first arrow shot the enemy, the second arrow broke the flag, the third arrow blocked the hammer, but the fourth, fifth, and sixth arrows were aimed at Murong Ling and other commanders on the far platform.

After the man had shot six arrows, he handed the longbow back to the warrior behind him, waved the dragon halberd in his hand, swung it forward, shouted, urged the beast under his crotch, and rushed in from the camp gate first. Although the appearance of the strange beast was coarse, it galloped like the wind, and was extremely fast, and the four horns on its head knocked the soldiers and the horses in front of it upside down and flew out, and no one could stop it wherever it passed.

Behind him were two young girls, one in a white robe and silver armor, holding a Qinglong Liquan gun, one in purple shirt and iron armor, and a delicate and clear lancet in his hand, slashing left and right, and the soldiers who blocked the road were all killed. Behind the two girls, there were more than 20 cold-clothed armor soldiers, divided into two wings, wielding three-foot horizontal swords, leading more than 300 male and female knights to follow, shooting crossbow arrows in volleys, rushing forward.

Wherever this team of men and horses passed, the soldiers in front of them were full of stumps, and countless people died, and the rest were separated from the left and right, like waves cracking and dodging a way.

As soon as Zhan Wolf was stunned, the man had already killed him from the corner of the encirclement.

It was Fan Xiang and the Ruishi team, Xin Ziqi and Chun Yu Tiying and others who met in the enemy formation scattered at the North Gate, and ordered Xin Ziqi to continue to pursue and suppress the remnants of the North Gate, Chun Yu Tiying, Ayiguli and Yelu Yunrou and others led more than 1,000 people to clean up the battlefield at the North Gate, gather and surrender troops, and more than 20 Rui Shi and the guards went to the enemy position at the East Gate, and attacked the camp of the Central Army of the Encirclement and Suppression Army.

After taking the Snow Lotus Shangqing Pill given by Qiu Yuan Hui on the Kuan Rong Mountain, and taking the time to practice the heart and mind method taught by the old man Yichen every night, the dantian yuan power has recovered, and it can compete with the samadhi true fire that locks his divine skills.

At this time, when he entered the encirclement, he saw Zhan Wolf, who was preparing to slaughter the elite warrior in the circle, smiled coldly, didn't say anything, urged the mount, waved the Optimus Halberd, and took Zhan Wolf directly.

The more than 3,000 soldiers trapped in the enemy's stacked formations were only more than 1,000 people who were able to fight at this time, and more than 600 people were killed, and the rest were seriously injured.

Zhan Wolf'er opened his mouth and was about to ask the name and surname of the visitor, but in an instant, seeing that the person who came did not talk, he had already swept the halberd, and hurriedly danced two sledgehammers and smashed them against the halberd branch. The officers and men of the two armies on the field only heard a loud sound of "dang", and an invisible wave of qi shot out from the intersection of halberd hammers, and the soldiers of the two armies near them were shocked and retreated a few steps.

Zhan Wolf'er took the halberd with a hammer, and his right hand was so sore and weak that the black horse under his crotch took a few steps backwards, and was busy clamping the horse's back with his legs, and when the mount stabilized his body, he stared at a pair of ring-shaped eyes, and asked loudly: "Who is coming, report your name?"

Fan Xiang laughed, the corners of his mouth curled, and he said coldly: "Qinggang Mountain Doutian, Fan Xiang is also!"

"You are Fanxiang, you really live up to your reputation, and you have good kung fu in your hands!"

"Really, why don't you try my Optimus Halberd again and see how many halberds you can block me. Fan Xiang squinted at Zhan Wolf'er, her tone was flat, and she turned back to Su Xinyan and smiled: "Today I will try your Nian Nujiao marksmanship, you are optimistic, if there is anything wrong, you can give me some pointers, haha." When he spoke, he didn't pay attention to Zhan Wolf.

Su Xinyan was happy, pursed his lips, and chuckled: "Brother Fanxiang, how can I give you advice, your old man must be better than me." ”

Fan Xiang laughed, turned his head to look at Zhan Wolf, and said indifferently: "Come on!"

"Okay, I'll fight you for another 300 rounds. After that, Zhan Wolf saw that Fanxiang's expression and tone were very snub to himself, and he couldn't help but be extremely annoyed, the tiger roared, shouting like thunder, urging the black horse, dancing the double hammer, carrying two strong winds, holding his head and smashing Fanxiang's face.

Fan Xiang smiled faintly, waited for his double hammer to approach his face, clamped his mount with his legs, and urged the earth mole god horse. The divine horse was spiritual, and knew the master's mind, so he took off with four hooves, like flying forward, jumped forward, and then turned his head, and rushed out of the oblique thorn, already on the side of the wolf. Fanxiang people and horses are one, the halberd moves at will, comes sideways, returns to the horse with a halberd, like lightning sweeping, a halberd stabs to the side of Zhan Wolf, it is Su Xinyan who makes the sixteenth style of Nian Nujiao's marksmanship "a stream of frost moon".

The painted dragon and heavenly halberd made by Fanxiang are not ordinary, but they are actually ancient gods, with great prestige and spiritual power. This halberd is a synthesis of Ge and the spear, it has both straight and horizontal blades, in the shape of the word "Bu", so this halberd has a hook, peck, stab, cut, split, sweep and other uses, its lethality is better than Ge and the spear. In the past, he fought with his master in the battle of Shang and Zhou, and he was the best for a while. The original owner was the national teacher of the Shang Dynasty, and was later held by Nangong Changwan, the top general of the Spring and Autumn Period, and passed it to the family of Nangong later generations, and was used by the descendants of Nangong Yi.

Said that it was too late, it was fast, everyone only felt that the silver light flashed in front of them, and the halberd crossed a cold light, like a round of waning moon and clear light penetrated through the mountain treetops, reflected in the mountain stream, the light and shadow of Qingling flashed, and the ripples waved, but the halberd shadow was gorgeous, ethereal, and the light flashed, and the tip of the halberd had been pointed.

Su Xinyan was watching the battle, and saw that this move was more powerful and fast than his own, only to feel that his eyes flashed, the halberd had arrived, but the opponent had no way to stop it, and couldn't help shouting: "Good marksmanship, but better than me." Wan Haoruo watched carefully, and his heart was full of envy.

Zhan Wolf'er was shocked in his heart, Rao is kung fu is also extremely clever, but he didn't even have time to swing the hammer to block the grid, and his mind flashed, and he hurriedly lowered his head and dodged.

The officers and men of the two armies only heard a soft sound of "snort", and the halberd branch had shot down the helmet of Zhan Wolf. In the busy, Zhan Wolf lay on the back of the horse, galloped forward on the horse, jumped forward, and was able to avoid this halberd, his hair was scattered, he was very embarrassed, he fixed his mind, pulled the horse's head, looked at Fanxiang, I really don't know that such a handsome young man in front of him, although he is tall, but slightly thin, he looks no different from ordinary people, how can he be so skillful, he can beat himself in a round, he can't help but be angry and admired.