Halfway up the Qinglong Mountain, on the periphery of the village, in a temporary military camp.

Weihou Zhao Lian, who was wearing a sackcloth robe, was inspecting the camp of wounded soldiers, and in the low groans of a group of wounded soldiers, the veteran of the Southern Dynasty had a gloomy face.

He commanded 1,000 elite soldiers, and almost bloodlessly captured the first two mountain gates of the right and wrong village.

But the last mountain gate encountered stubborn resistance, and if it weren't for the follow-up elite rush to support, this third mountain gate would have been almost impossible to take.

In the early morning of the day before yesterday, the gang of thieves took the initiative to retreat to the cottage and let go of the third mountain gate.

But they did not surrender, but closed the gate of the cottage and wanted to fight to the death with the Southern Korean army.

Zhao Lian commanded the army to surround the main gate of the cottage, personally led the troops, and raided once at night, breaking into the village, but was driven out by the bandits who were desperate to counterattack, regardless of casualties.

Such a fierce opponent who is not afraid of death, Zhao Lian Rongma has not never seen it in his life.

The elite army of the Northern Dynasty was also like this.

Especially in the Taihang War more than ten years ago, Zhao Lian personally saw the scene of the fierce gangsters from Baishan and Heishui continuing to attack despite most of the damage.

There is also the most elite Tiance army of the Southern Dynasty, which also pursued the rout of the Northern Dynasty in the starry night when it was damaged by fifty percent.

But these are all well-known and powerful armies in the world, and it is not surprising that they can do this, but this is not a village, just a group of bandits.

How could they do that?

This made Wei Hou, who was old in the battle array, very puzzled.

Now the two armies are facing each other outside the wall, and the offensive and defensive momentum has lasted for a whole day, and the Southern Dynasty has suffered heavy casualties, and the vanguard under his command has lost more than 30%.

This wounded barracks is also full of all kinds of weak soldiers.

Zhao Lian can't talk about loving soldiers like sons, but he knows people's hearts.

The more difficult times were, the more necessary it was for the soldiers to work together, so after dinner, they walked in the camp of the wounded soldiers, sometimes comforting the wounded.

They can no longer go into battle, and it stands to reason that they will abandon it.

But Zhao Lian knew very well that caring for the wounded soldiers and giving more honor to the dead in the battle would keep the morale of the other soldiers up.

This is the experience of his life.

"Master Hou! The foreign army sent an urgent report! ”

Just after Zhao Lian chatted with a wounded lieutenant, a personal soldier walked into the bloody camp of the wounded soldier, he brought an urgent report, and Zhao Lian stopped holding two small iron balls spinning in his hand.

This Hou Ye read the emergency report, his face changed slightly, but he smiled at the people around him and said:

"That Qiu Buping is known as the master of the world, and the old man sees it as nothing more than that, my foreign army has stopped him, and he will not be allowed to interfere with this is a non-village war!"

"Brothers!"

Wei Hou hugged his fist at the people around him, and he said aloud:

"In the past few days, you have been brave and loyal, the old man has seen it, tonight I will work harder, and I will work hard to capture the first village in the world outside of this reputation, so as to promote the prestige of our army!

We are such martial artists, relying on a knife and a gun to earn a future.

This is to ensure you a good future!

If this battle is successful, the whole army will be rewarded! ”

These words made the surrounding lieutenants agree in unison, which made Zhao Lian nod slightly.

He stroked his white beard and walked out of the tent, the military heart was available, and he would make another onslaught tonight.

It's just that

Wei Hou glanced at the crumpled emergency report in his hand, and there was no joy in his eyes.

Zhao Lian hurriedly returned to his tent, found two cronies, and scolded loudly:

"What are you waiting for?

The old man gave you 4,000 soldiers! They are all elites, all the way from Qinglong Mountain to Surabaya, laying down five lines of defense, but you can't even stop a feud! ”

The two cronies were hit on the head by the paperweight in Weihou's hand, but they didn't dare to move, so they could only stand with their hands tied and bear Weihou's angry reprimand.

"The old man knows that the revenge is a master in the world, so he won't let you wait to kill him, just delay!"

Zhao Lian's breathing was heavy, although such an old man had reached the age of sixtieth, his temper was much better than when he was young.

But when he started to get angry, he was still like an angry tiger, and his momentum was terrifying.

"The old man only asked you to wait and delay him for a few days

Even allowed you to use Erlang's life to do it, but in less than two days, you were broken through four lines of defense by Qiu Buping! Michikoro died unexpectedly.

Aren't you waiting for the soldiers under your command to make mud?

He's just alone! Even if the martial arts are all over the sky, it will be tiring, and there is a limit!

It's not like I've never seen the old man who is a master of the heavenly list!

They are all mortals, and they are not invulnerable, and they are invulnerable! It's not a god! ”

Zhao Lian sat on the chair, twisting his beard to let his breathing be smoother, he stared at the two cronies in front of him, and said coldly:

"Now the front line is broken at a moment's half, but the foreign army is fighting like this.

Once Qiu Buping returns, we will have to retreat, the good situation, but the erosion is so much, the three armies are dead, and victory is in sight.

But because of your incompetence, it has affected our army! What else do you have to say? ”

When Weihou finished his anger, one of the lieutenants spoke in a low voice:

"Master Hou, that feud is not alone, there are colleagues who rush back desperately to bring back the real news.

Under the command of Qiu Buping, there are three suspected masters of the earth list, three masters of the human list, and a team of black-clothed elites to cooperate with the cover-up, plus the martial arts of the heavenly list of Qiu Buping."

The lieutenant pursed his lips, gritted his teeth, and said:

"Master Hou, this is not the fear and cowardice of the sons, the first four lines of defense of the foreign army are really fighting to the last person, and the opponent is really strong."

"Huh?"

Zhao Lian's eyes narrowed, he thought for a moment, and asked:

"Really?"

"It's true, Master Hou, even if we have the heart of a bear and the gall of a leopard, we don't dare to deceive Master Hou."

The lieutenant said a word, and Zhao Lian let out a sigh of relief.

If this is the case, there are one person on the heavenly list, three people on the earth list, three people on the list, and elite cooperation, it is indeed not something that ordinary soldiers can delay.

In front of such a high-force raiding team, the number of people no longer mattered.

Even if there are strong crossbow battle bows, they really can't be stopped.

Weihou remembered the Taihang War more than ten years ago, when the 4,000 elites under his command were completely defeated by hundreds of masters of the Northern Dynasty Tongwu Sect.

In this world of rivers and lakes, the destructive power of martial arts masters really cannot be theorized as usual.

"Forget it."

Zhao Lian sighed, he opened his eyes, and said to the two cronies in front of him:

"I will have 1,000 more soldiers with you, at the foot of Qinglong Mountain, lay the last line of defense, and be sure to hold off the grievances until dawn tomorrow!

Tonight, the old man wants to lead the army to storm the cottage, but if it still doesn't work, he can only retreat.

You wait, if you can come back alive, you will be promoted to the third rank! ”

Wei Hou waved his hand, the two lieutenants withdrew from the camp, Zhao Lian picked up a secret letter in front of him, and looked at it again, his face was full of gloom.

This letter came from the north.

Tanma informed that at the same time that the Southern Dynasty was attacking the right and wrong village, Yeluzong, the general of the Northern Dynasty, also raised tens of thousands of soldiers and horses and was heading towards Qinglong Mountain.

"This is to swallow the old man and right and wrong in one bite

Appetite is really big. ”

Wei Hou snorted, put the secret letter on the fire candle and lit it, and said in a cold voice:

"The barbarians of the Northern Dynasties, but they are not afraid of knocking their teeth!"

A moment later, with the help of several of his own soldiers, Wei Hou put on his armor and picked up his sword, and as he walked out of the camp, he asked the soldiers beside him:

"The night before yesterday, we rushed into the cottage, although we didn't finish the whole work, we also rescued some loyal people, that ghost scholar, are you still alive?"

"Tell Master Hou, Wu Shifeng is still alive."

The pro-soldier whispered:

"But he was seriously injured in the fire and was sent to the army camp yesterday for treatment."

"Good!"

Wei Hou nodded and said:

"Pass my orders, and make sure to settle him and his henchmen well.

Such loyal and righteous people are rare. ”

The veteran went into battle and personally led the soldiers, and for a while, the morale of the Southern Korean army was somewhat frustrated, and it returned to its peak.

On the outer wall of the Shifei Village, the bloodied and exhausted Qian Guizi and Lang Mutou heard the war drums outside, so they immediately gave up the dry food in their hands and rushed to the front line.

Under the darkness of the night, the firelight was bursting.

The soldiers and ants of the Southern Dynasty attached themselves to the siege of the city, just like the water in the night, gushing endlessly, and the eyes of those who watched were dizzy.

Behind them, the veterans of Shifei Village silently grabbed their blades and went up to the outer wall, almost all of them were injured.

But no one said a word of surrender, and the cowards who were uncertain had already died in the battle of these days.

"The second master hasn't woken up yet?"

Qian Guizi asked, and the leader behind him shook his head.

"Hehe, then I have to wait for the death of right and wrong today."

The lame leader raised his knife and shouted in his broken voice:

"Brothers, the big boss is rushing back in the starry night, and all I have to do is stay here!

Death is going to die here! We will not let the big boss be ashamed! ”

"Brothers! Come with me! ”

"Huh?"

Fifty miles away from Qinglong Mountain, Qiu Buping, who was fighting in the battle array, danced like a dragon, killing the heads of people all over him, he seemed to feel something, and looked up in the direction of Qinglong Mountain.

Just now, his heart pounded, as if something unfortunate had happened.

This made Qiu Buping's heart more anxious, and the spear shot was also ruthless, and when the cold man roared, the murderous aura erupted from Qiu Buping's body.

Like a cold wind and frost, blowing through this night battlefield.

Shen Qiu, who was holding a knife sweeping leaves like an autumn wind and fighting soldiers, raised his head and saw Qiu Buping's figure flying, and everywhere the stars and cold rays went, there were people on their backs.

"That gun, it's weird."

Shen Qiu thought in his heart:

"It doesn't seem to be the same as the other twelve weapons, and only when the mood of Qiu Buping changes, the gun will burst out with such a terrifying murderous aura.

On a normal day, that gun was no different from any other blade.

It's much better than shaking the light and being evil.

And this revenge is weird, it is very similar to true qi, but it is clearly not true qi, three points lighter, three points stronger, and the effect of healing is very poor. ”

Shen Qiu shook his head, and no longer looked at the revenge of the real anger and killing the Quartet.

In the dark night around him, there were shadowy Southern Dynasty soldiers.

They came so fast that the soldiers of this last line of defense could not even pull out of formation before they burst into formation.

They looked very confused, but they were still pestering Shen Qiu and his party in the scolding of several captains.

This kind of military discipline is already quite strict.

At least it doesn't quite fit the appearance of those ancient armies in Shen Qiu's memory, this border army of the Southern Dynasties has been difficult to entangle, and I don't know what the Tiance army, which is known as the strongest army in the world, should look like.

"Bell"

The greedy wolf knife in Shen Qiu's hand swung outward, cutting off the spear stabbed in front of him, and he rolled forward with the knife style, fighting in all directions at night with one move, cutting off the calves of the surrounding soldiers.

In the wail, Shen Qiufuer got up, the greedy wolf knife in his hand opened and closed, and used the battle array knife technique to return to the tiger and tiger of the Yan knife dance.

Although there is no sword qi that breaks through the blade, but since he understands a trace of the sword intent, the power of this battle array sword technique is greatly improved.

The ambition of the puppet is intended to be brave.

Blood spattered, dead and alive.

Constantly swinging the knife and slashing, regardless of any moves and routines, the knife walked as he pleased, wantonly and freely, Shen Qiu was like a hundred battle sergeants who broke into the battle formation.

Rarely dodge, just so hard to fight.

Between the battle roars, the bloody killing aura on the body became thicker and heavier, just like a tiger coming out of the gate, and like a wild bull rushing, between a knife and a knife, there was no enemy.

The killing rose, Shen Qiu's knife style changed, and the urgent and fast autumn wind knife unfolded, like a deadly autumn wind.

Shen Qiu, who was holding a knife, was like a leaf in the wind, sweeping around the crowd, and everywhere he went, there was a knife light rushing up.

The hundreds of Southern Dynasty soldiers in front of them were killed and lost their armor.

In the end, it couldn't bear it anymore and collapsed.

Shen Qiu didn't pursue, he stopped where he was and shook the blade of blood.

Following Qiu Buping's breakthrough of four lines of defense in a row, Shen Qiu's understanding of the sword intent of the puppet became deeper and deeper, and he felt that he had touched a trace of the threshold of breaking through the technique.

But there is only a trace of indescribable feeling, and it is still too far from a real breakthrough.

"Are you tired?"

Qiu Buping, with a murderous aura, glanced back at Xiao Tie who was following behind him, and he asked.

Xiao Tie shook his head, picked up his heavy sword, and said to his father:

"Don't worry, father, the child is not tired! You can continue to fight. ”

"Good!"

Qiu Buping praised it, grabbed the reins of the horse, and turned over on the horse.

The group broke through the barrier again, and did not intercept the fleeing soldiers again, crossed this bloody battlefield, and rushed towards Qinglong Mountain.

Their condition is not good, except for Qiu Buping and Hua Qing, who is superhuman, everyone is a little injured.

As Wei Hou said, this master of the rivers and lakes is also mortal, not invulnerable.

And the closer everyone got to Qinglong Mountain, the more they encountered some defeated non-Zhai people on the way.

When they saw the big boss returning, and heard the Heluo gang get up and shout the name of the enemy, they also joined the galloping team.

By dawn, Qiu Buping had already followed hundreds of people behind him.

Outside of Shuize, the last blocking team arranged by Zhao Lian was also ready for battle.

"Big boss! I'll leave these dog thieves to me! ”

A leader on a horse shouted:

"Go up the hill and rescue your brothers!

Guys, rush with me! ”

The leader roared, and the group of thieves behind him responded, and hundreds of men and horses roared and rushed to the military formation in front of them, with Qiu Buping and a group of masters as the vanguard.

After a moment of stalemate, the formation was completely pierced.

"Wait to keep up!"

Qiu Buping glanced back at the battle array behind him, he gritted his teeth and said, abandoned the war horse, carried the battle qi, and swept into the water in front of him.

Just like a swallow picking up water, Ling Bo walked, and a few ups and downs disappeared into the depths of the water.

Shen Qiu and the others didn't have the ability to sweep hundreds of zhang of water, so they found a boat and hurriedly followed.

But in front of the non-walled gate, the solid walled gate is already full of holes, not only full of arrows, but also improvised rushing cars are constantly bombarding the walled gate with logs.

There was also a shout of killing on the wall of the village, and the morale of the Southern Dynasty army was greatly boosted when they saw that the broken village was in front of them.

The number of people on the side of the village is small, and they are extremely tired, and they all rely on a brute force to hold on.

But no matter how strong-willed you are, it's hard to get past reality.

Seeing that they are about to be overwhelmed.

There were already bursts of cheers from the side of the Southern Dynasty army, and the sword in the hand of Weihou Zhao Lian was full of blood, and the old man still had an arrow stuck in his arm.

But under the helmet, the face was already full of smiles.

Right and wrong, it's going to be broken!

"Boom"

With a loud bang, the big log that was hanging under the rushing car and was still burning slammed open the door of the cottage, and for a while sawdust flew sideways.

"Soldiers! Rush with me! ”

Zhao Lian waved the sword, took the lead, and rushed towards the broken gate, and the clouds behind him responded.

Victory is at hand!

The first village in the world, the destruction is just around the corner!

But just a few feet after they rushed out, they heard a piercing bang coming from the sky.

Wei Hou looked up in amazement, and saw a ray of silver light falling from the night, smashing on the burning rushing car.

"Boom"

Like a bomb exploding, the huge and sturdy rushing car was scattered entirely.

The burning logs were broken into several pieces and flew and smashed into the camp of the Southern Dynasty sergeants.

Between the sawdust and the firelight, in the place where the car had been rushing, in front of the broken gate, in the ground covered with bloody corpses, a silver spear had pierced the ground.

Weihou was only one step away from the victory he wanted, but the silver spear that fell from the sky cut off the road to victory that had come to an end.

"Wow"

Qiu Buping's figure fell on the side of the hundred birds and phoenix spears.

He stretched out his hand and drew his spear, pointing obliquely at the silent Southern Korean army in front of him, as if the thousands of soldiers in front of him were like chickens and dogs.

His face was covered with frost.

"Right and wrong, hatred."

The big boss stared at Zhao Lian, and he said in a cold voice:

"Ahead is my home, and it is inconvenient to entertain guests today. Please, Weihou, turn back! ”