The team ran wildly for 40 minutes and came to a low hill.

Xue Lei looked at the terrain and began to arrange the task.

"It is expected that a wave of enemy troops will pass by here in 10 minutes, and those who can walk this road should be okay, they should be a lieutenant. In this case, the team should be a group of 200 people, which is just right for us to practice. The raid battalion lay in ambush in the woods, following orders to attack. The heavy battalion went forward 500 meters, lay in ambush in the woods, and was responsible for interception when the enemy retreated. The reconnaissance battalion went two kilometers ahead to report the enemy's movements at any time, and was responsible for intercepting and killing scattered troops after the enemy's rout. The raid battalion and the Chinese army follow me. ”

After arranging the team, Xue Lei led the Chinese army and the raiding battalion to retreat one kilometer along the original road.

"Dismount."

Everyone listened to the order and put away the horse cards. Although the action is not uniform, there is some meaning of prohibition and prohibition.

Under Xue Lei's order, the Chinese army and the people in the raiding battalion unsheathed their swords and put on a state of vigilance. Cautiously walked slowly towards the ambush circle.

That kind of cautious and timid posture is alive and well off a bunch of rookies on the battlefield.

Originally, Xue Lei meant to pretend to be a rookie, but I didn't expect that few of these Kunlun disciples had been on the battlefield, and when they heard that the war was imminent, they were nervous and completely acted in their true colors.

Xue Lei sighed secretly, there is no way, it may be good to see blood.

Soon, news came from the reconnaissance battalion at the front, and sure enough, a group of 200 monks and soldiers galloped in.

A minute later, the crisp sound of horses' hooves was clearly audible.

Xue Lei adjusted the formation, and the raiding battalion set up a crescent-shaped defensive shape, with the Chinese army in the center. Everyone stared nervously ahead, and even Wang Qing and other disciples of the upper courtyard were nervously itching in their throats, and they swallowed saliva unconsciously. Only Xie Ding and Lu An, the old fritters who have been on the battlefield for many days, although they pretended to be nervous, their calm eyes and relaxed figures formed a strong contrast.

The horse team galloped quickly, and soon a group of bright and bright bald heads appeared in everyone's field of vision.

The other party's commander was also very experienced, and he did not panic when he saw the enemy, but rushed to a distance of about 500 meters from the enemy, and then all the members dismounted and set up an offensive Yanling formation. There is no way, although the current war horse-level horses have been produced, the number is far from enough, and the expensive price is destined to not be popularized. Therefore, although many sects have horse martial arts, horse-level horses can't cope with the battle at all, and they can only be aggrieved as an infantry at present.

Looking at the enemy army that was getting closer and closer, Wang Qing had the heart to take out his bow and arrow and shoot a few times, but after thinking about it, these monks were as hard as an iron pot when they had enough internal strength.

Xue Lei looked at the monks in front of him with knives, guns, sticks, and weapons, and they were still in the Yanling formation when they started, and they became a fat snake formation after running 200 meters. muttered to himself a mallet, but looked at the players around him, standing still can still maintain the formation, once he runs, it is estimated that he can only hehe.

"Rush, these more than 100 are rookies, with fast hands and slow hands." After getting closer, the opposing commander keenly noticed the opponent's nervous expression, and shouted to improve morale.

Xue Lei calmly looked at the enemy troops who were getting closer and closer, indifferent.

Although the Kunlun disciples were nervous and trembling slightly, they still had some confidence to fight more and less when they thought of the team that had been ambushed by their own side, and they could be regarded as maintaining the stability of the formation.

Finally, the dozens of monks who rushed the fastest immediately made contact with the military array.

Xue Lei raised his hand.

"The art of guarding the public war, strengthening the military formation."

A black light flashed on everyone's body, and Wang Qing obviously felt that his overall attribute had been improved, but it was very weak, and it couldn't be compared with opening the sword intent, this should be the formation of the soldiers.

"Kill!" Xue Lei gave an order.

The people of Kunlun, who had already been stimulated by the atmosphere of the battlefield, subconsciously swung their knives at the enemy in front of them.

"It's not good, the military inheritance." The other party's commander has also been mixed with Tiannin, and he has done the king of heaven, and he realized that it was not good when he saw the black light, but unfortunately the two sides have already handed it over, and now it is too late to say anything, so he can only fight hard.

As soon as Wang Qing said Xue Lei's killing, he rushed out.

In front of him is a big monk with five big and three thick, full of muscles and muscles, holding a convenient chain shovel, his eyes are bloodshot, and he is overflowing with murderous intentions, more like a butcher than a monk.

When the great monk saw Wang Qing holding a slender sword, he laughed fiercely, and the heavy shovel head was under the wheel.

There are people on Wang Qing's left and right, and he can't afford to use his body technique, so he can't dodge. At the moment, the heart is horizontal, the weight is opened at will, the sword intent is activated, and the long sword is picked up obliquely from the bottom to the top to meet the shovel head.

The swords and shovels intersected, and a huge force came, Wang Qing was obviously invincible in strength, and the long swords were all pressed into a dangerous arc.

Fortunately, Wang Qing had the experience of learning from Wudang disciples before, and his swordsmanship was much more mellow.

As soon as you feel that your strength is insufficient, you will immediately activate the sticky attribute and take the convenient chain shovel to the side.

The heavy shovel head with a whining wind smashed down from Wang Qing's side by a millimeter.

Wang Qing couldn't suppress the horror in his heart, drew his sword to activate the light body light sword, and prepared to slash the opponent with a stab.

But before Wang Qing's change of tricks was completed, a demon-slaying pestle on the left side was accompanied by a gust of evil wind, and it crashed straight into the monk's arms.

But it was Shetin on the left who picked the peaches.

The great monk vomited blood and flew upside down, and also took down the three people. He fell to the ground vomiting blood, and his chest was blurred with blood. The wolf tooth barb on the head of Xie Ding's demon pestle is not a decoration, but it can hook off a piece of flesh and blood, with a bleeding effect.

Although the great monk fell to the ground, he didn't die, Wang Qing couldn't help but sigh that these monks were really hard. However, the knockdown effect of the heavy weapon still made the great monk fall to the ground and unable to move, plus his chest was bleeding constantly, although he did not die, he did not survive for a while. Heavy soldiers are really domineering, although their heavy attributes can imitate the effect of heavy soldiers, but it's okay to bully and bully light soldiers, and it's still a slight gap with heavy soldiers.

It was written slowly, but in fact it was only a few seconds, and the two sides suffered casualties and were stuck together.

Seeing this, Xue Lei immediately gave an order, and the raid battalion in ambush in the woods on the right shouted and killed.

The monk's command was also decisive, seeing that the ambush was in place, the front row was entangled again, and he couldn't retreat.

At the sound of an order, he abandoned the players in the front row, beckoned the unentangled players in the back to turn around and run. Hopefully get out of the fight before the raid camp arrives.

At this time, 500 meters ahead, a team of 63 people came out and blocked the way for the monks to retreat. It was the heavy battalion.

Although the number of people is small, they can all be equipped with iron helmets and heavy armor, and long soldiers and heavy weapons. As soon as you look sideways on the road, you know that it will be difficult to break through in a short period of time.

The monk commander scolded angrily, knowing that he couldn't run.

"Brothers, fight, kill one is enough, kill two to earn one. U-turn, kill, kill, kill! ”

It's a pity that the player is not a well-trained soldier after all, and it is okay to fight a good fight, and in such a situation where the enemy is on all sides, it can be described as full of ugliness.

There were more than 20 fixed teams that should have been commanded, and when they heard this, they rushed to the raid camp with the command, in a vain attempt to break through the encirclement and take refuge in the woods.

Some fled backwards regardless of it, and were caught by the heavy battalion.

Some fled to the open space on the right, and were hit by the turning reconnaissance battalion.

Some turned around and cooperated with the front row to meet the Chinese army, but unfortunately they were outnumbered and surrounded.

Some of them were even more clever, carrying light skills, or summoning horses to try to escape, Wang Qing was overjoyed when he saw this, put his sword into the sheath, and took out the longbow.

Wang Qing, who has learned light gong, knows that all the internal forces are used to reduce weight and focus on the legs to improve bounce when light gong is running, that is to say, there is no internal power to provide defense.

As for the horsemen, hehe, the reason why horse-level horses can't fight is that in addition to their lack of attributes, they can't be harmed. Once a riding horse is attacked, the system will forcibly recall the horse plate.

Wang Qing, who had a longbow in his hand, stood aside, shooting whoever jumped up, and shooting horses wherever there were horses.

Level 13 "Chasing Yan Jue", on the battlefield of more than 100 meters, where to shoot, the arrow is not missing.

Under the huge advantage, the Kunlun disciples forgot their nervousness, forgot their timidity, and killed mercilessly.

The battle was soon over. The corpses on the ground turned into light, leaving only small stone pagodas on the ground, proving that Buddhist disciples died in battle.

Xue Lei, Wang Qing and others counted the battle losses and found that even with such an advantage, 32 people were still killed and 26 were seriously wounded.

Fortunately, it was a game, and the seriously injured were sprinkled with nectar, fed with wound medicine, and the blood was full, and they were alive again.

Xue Lei arranged for the reconnaissance battalion to go out to continue the reconnaissance, while letting the players in good condition go on guard, and the remaining players repaired and recovered on the spot while waiting for the dead players to come back.

While waiting, Xue Lei began to evaluate the battle just now with everyone.

"First of all, we won, as the first battle, especially when most of them are newcomers to the battlefield, it is a good start, congratulations to everyone."

In the team, everyone's tense nerves were also relaxed, and they laughed and joked with each other.

"But." Xue Lei's expression suddenly became serious. After a pause and seeing that everyone was quiet, Xue Lei continued:

"We are almost 500 people, 200 people against each other, and you elites in the upper house, winning is inevitable, and losing is shameful. But why are there still so many deaths? What about matching? What about formations? Look at the people who died. Rush fast, kill fiercely. Break the camp, and you will die a lot. What do you want to eat with your shields? Your mission is to entangle the enemy, who told you to rush up and fight? Take a good Xuanyue Array, the same as the dog you pulled. The raid battalion, although I didn't let you line up, but what is a collective charge, you know? The ones who run fast are dead. Deserve. Those who don't die are considered shit luck. Well, the heavy battalion is doing well, let the door be blocked. Of course, I know that there are a few people who still want to rush forward and kill, but the armor is too heavy to run. A few people themselves have noticed. ”

Xue Lei slowed down for a moment and continued:

"This time it's a good location, and it's the first battlefield I chose for you rookies. Just to give you a feel for the atmosphere of the battlefield. Out of the front valley, it is a flat river. The rest is all tough battles, remember, your opponent is no longer the low-level AI you leveled up, it's the same players as us. Don't have any thoughts of underestimating the enemy, because there will be no rookie in this battlefield than you. ”

Seeing the dead player, he has run back. Xue Lei summoned the horses.

"All of them get on the horse, and the target is to cross the bridge in Area A. The reconnaissance battalion spread out two kilometers, paying attention to the enemy. Let's go. ”

The excitement that the Kunlun disciples had just raised was extinguished by a basin of cold water. Each summoned his horse and walked silently.

However, in Wang Qing's eyes, the formation is much more neat, and a faint momentum is brewing silently.