"Sure enough, it's a Mongolian soldier!"

The two women came up from the road, and not long after, they saw a group of Mongolian armor soldiers walking out of a fork in the road.

When the head of the ten captains saw the two daughters, he immediately shouted, "Who is it?" ”

Despite the dim torches, the soldiers could still see that there were only two beautiful girls in the distance. They only regarded them as members of the Ming Sect, and they were not too vigilant. On the contrary, I thought that in this place, everyone seemed to be able to relax.

These soldiers looked at each other, and they all saw each other's intentions, and suddenly a cruel smile appeared on their faces, loosened the handle of their grip on the knife, and rushed up, while threatening: "You two, stand there and don't move, listen to the words of the military master...... Otherwise......"

Qingjun looked at the expressions of these soldiers, and a disgusting feeling welled up in his heart. After she got the colorful day, she had already fused all the talismans on her body, and now it was time to do a test.

"Five thunders!"

A bolt of lightning illuminated the dimly lit passageway. Iron armor is a good conductor of thunder and lightning. The soldiers who rushed to the front didn't even have time to scream, and they turned into charred corpses.

"Shoot this witch!" The ten-captain hurriedly took out the bow and arrow behind his back and ordered.

"Red Flame Burst!"

A blazing fire burst over the head of the Ten. The shock wave from the explosion caused several soldiers around him to faint at the same time. The Ten, who was at the center of the explosion, turned into a flaming torch and fell to the ground.

For the attacking Mongol armor, Qingjun was already sure enough to strike first in the Yongdao. The only concern is that his mental power is limited, and if the other party keeps coming up in batches, he will be in trouble if he runs out of mental power.

However, if you leave the secret passage directly, hundreds of Mongolian soldiers will chase you behind, and with the cooperation of bows and crossbows, it will be even more dangerous.

"Take advantage of the terrain and kill all these Mongol soldiers here!"

Qingjun and Han Qing quickly made a decision.

"Boom!"

The two women went around to another road and met another group of Mongolian warriors. This time, Qingjun raised his hand to cast a double red flame explosion superposition. A huge ball of fire exploded among the soldiers, and several soldiers in the center turned into torches on the spot, and all the soldiers within ten meters were stunned by the shock wave.

"In the confined space, the power of the Red Flame Explosion has increased. If multiple Red Flame Bursts can be activated at the same time, the stacking effect will increase exponentially. Qingjun silently recorded in his heart.

The sound of explosions in the corridor alarmed the nearby soldiers. These soldiers were all the elite of Shi Tianze's subordinates, and they did not panic after encountering the attack, but began to converge in a hundred-person team and quickly restore the formation.

"Boom! Rumble! ......" fireballs exploded again and again, and the two ten-man teams were wiped out again. But the area where Qingjun and Han Qing were located was also exposed. The information of the attack was quickly fed back from the centurion to Yuan Richeng.

"Team 6 encounters a caster attack...... It must have been done by the demon girl of the Ming Sect. The order was given to the whole army to converge at the sixth team in units of 100 people. When you meet a demon girl of Mingjiao, don't talk about killing! ”

Anyway, there was a herald below, blowing the horn. The sound of this trumpet, of varying lengths, contains corresponding commands. When the Mongols received the instructions, they immediately formed a formation and outflanked them.

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"Whew!"

More than a dozen crossbow arrows burst through the air.

Qingjun dodged and dodged, and Han Qing next to him blocked with a scimitar, but there was still a crossbow arrow that grazed the side of Qingjun's leg. Her robe was cut with a big cut, and the outside of her thigh was painful, but it was a bloody mark from the arrow.

"Boom!"

The next moment, the fireball exploded at the corner of the corridor, and more than a dozen Mongolian soldiers fell to the ground, their bodies burning with flames, and the smell of burning filled the air.

"Come over here!"

Han Qing pointed out a new route, and Qingjun fought and retreated with her, turning into another road.

The two Mongolian centurions looked at the corpses on the ground, their faces all iron-blue.

In the battles just now, the time was less than half an hour, and half of the two hundred elite men had already been killed and wounded. And the other party is still almost intact. Seeing the robes being scorched by the fireball, these soldiers were not willing to rush forward and die, no matter how brave they were.

"When the other teams arrived, we outflanked the ...... The crossbowmen are in front of them, and they are killed by arrows! ”

The two women turned into the other side of the road, and Han Qing twisted a bracket to seal the intersection. Qingjun seized the time to regain his spiritual power through meditation. Han Qing lay on the ground, listening to the footsteps of the Mongolian soldiers, and then took Qingjun into another corridor.

After a few circles, the Mongols were thrown away. It will take at least half an hour to destroy the mechanism. The two women hurried to sit on the ground and began to eat and breathe to regain their strength.

Listening to the sound of slamming the door not far away, Han Qing's eyes flashed.

"There are more and more enemies, and there are crossbow arrows, so it's too dangerous to fight directly. Or lead them to the trap! ”

After the two women agreed, they deliberately left a trail on the road and turned to the location of the flame trap.

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"Boom!"

Suddenly, there was a series of explosions on the walls of the corridor, and flames erupted, enveloping the entire area. The entire two hundred-man teams were all caught in flames.

Except for a few soldiers who walked at the rear, they were covered in flames, rolling and writhing in the corridor. It didn't take long for there to be no movement, leaving only dead bodies and scorching stench.

The last few survivors, looking at the hellish scene in front of them, involuntarily fled backwards. No matter how elite a soldier is, his courage will be worn away from death repeatedly. What's more, now, even the shadow of the enemy cannot be seen, but the bones may be lost at any time.

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Yuan Richeng's face was gloomy, listening to the messenger's report. The original seven hundred elites have been lost in half. The rest of the soldiers were also panicked.

"The demon girl has taken advantage of the land, so she has suffered a big loss!"

"Let the soldiers withdraw! As long as hundreds of crossbowmen are gathered, in an open place, two demon girls will not be killed in a round of arrow rain! ”

The herald sounded the call for withdrawal. With the sound of the horn, the remnants of the soldiers turned and fled in the way they came.

Qingjun and Han Qing also noticed the retreat of the Mongol soldiers.

"Qingjun, let's catch up!"

"Enemies with their backs exposed are the easiest to kill. If we don't do it now, we will encounter a pile of 300 crossbow arrows on the ground in the coming day! ”

Qingjun's heart was shocked, knowing that what Han Qing said was right. She gritted her teeth and rushed out with Han Qing.

She casually unleashed a red flame blast at the back of the enemy. As the explosion sounded, these Mongolian soldiers immediately became a mess and fled desperately towards the way they came.

I only heard the sound of "boom" endlessly, and every time more than a dozen soldiers fell. But the rout that has collapsed does not stop at all, regardless of the comrades who continue to die tragically behind them, they just want to run forward desperately and get hope for life.

Qingjun realized that he had controlled the speed of casting spells. You can't kill too fast, which may make the enemy jump over the wall and fight back, but you don't have to be too slow, as long as you have a glimmer of hope, all the enemies will run away desperately and won't turn back to resist.