The weeds are growing, the smoke on the battlefield is not extinguished, the battle flag of the Liang army is fluttering, but the corpses of the demon clan are all over the ground.

Zhu Jian sat on the stone-like body of a green ghost, and the ox drank the liquor in the water bladder. After drinking, wiping the wine drops on his beard, Zhu Jian breathed a long sigh of relief.

"This is the first demon recipe?"

"General, this is the sixth!"

In three days, six demon squares were slaughtered, and the battle did not stop for a day, and he was the general of the Liang army, and at this moment, his armor was also broken, and his body was injured.

"Six demon cubes, it's not enough!"

Zhu Jian has a huge body and a strong physique. He was originally a general under the command of the Lu family, and after the defeat of the Lu family, he surrendered to Huan Wu, ranked as the general of the Liang army, and was stationed in Bingzhou all the year round.

After a short break, Zhu Jian stood up and looked at the black clouds of mist gathering in the distance.

"It's almost time for these demons to join forces, how about the sheep inspection?"

"The news just sent that the hussar general has led his troops to the battle."

Yang Jian was ranked in the Shangshu Order, was awarded the title of hussar general, governed by 50,000 troops, and went to the land of Hehuang. Hussar generals, like chariot generals, are the only generals among the generals of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and their qualifications are even above the current general Huan Zhong of Zhengxi.

Huan Wu granted Yang Jian this position, which shows the heart of reuse.

"That's fine, march, the next demon square!"

As soon as Zhu Jian ordered, the soldiers under his command who were resting immediately gathered without any complaints. The righteous pawn is the elite under Zhu Jian, and his predecessor was the white-robed army under the command of the Lu family, the princes of Jizhou.

At that time, the Lu clan possessed Jizhou, and the Xiong looked at the secluded and secluded, when it was in its heyday, it was used for the use of the iron cavalry of Youning, and there were four armies of white robes, iron slaughter, Qiangxi, and Shangjie, and the columns were plugged up, and the demons were headed, and the tigers roared all over the world, and the princes were terrified.

It's a pity that more than ten years have passed leisurely, and the hegemony of the overlord of Jizhou in the past has already become a thing of the past. The four strong armies that dominated the world back then are now only left in the white-robed army, which has changed its appearance and reappeared in front of the world.

The array was strict, the march was fast, and the Zhu Jian army walked out of thirty miles, and the dark clouds in the sky became more and more solemn, and the murderous aura was solemn, and there was a slight fishy smell between the grass and the fields.

This smell is very familiar, the demon and barbarian clans live outside the fortress all the year round, and they have this almost bloody taste on their bodies. And such a strong smell came with the wind, and it could only happen if the demon clan gathered on a large scale.

Zhu Jian slaughtered six demon squares in three days, and the timid ones had already retreated, but there were always those who were not afraid of death, and now they were assembled to return the color to this Liang army.

Zhu Jian smiled, not only was he not worried, but there was still a hint of joy on his face.

The fog suddenly became heavier, and the sound of the wind lingering in his ears became quieter, Zhu Jian raised his hand, and the soldiers behind him stopped.

"General, what's wrong?"

As the soldiers stopped marching, the sounds around them suddenly became very quiet. Zhu Jian listened quietly, the golden light flashed in his eyes, and he raised his hand with a spear.

It was an empty place, but a stream of blood flowed down the shaft of the spear. A looming body appeared, and the upper limbs, as sharp as a sickle, hung limply.

"Epiphany Mantis!"

The lieutenant general beside Zhu Jian exclaimed. Although the epiphany mantis has a nice name, it is also a fierce name. Although this epiphany mantis does not belong to one of the four tribes, nine clans and thirteen murders, it is quite difficult to deal with. They will create a mist and hide their bodies in the mist, quietly approaching, and deliver a fatal blow that is difficult for ordinary monks to detect.

"Formation!"

Zhu Jian shouted, and the righteous soldiers behind him lined up, and the aura of blood and killing was boiling, seeping into the mist. For a while, the epiphany mantis, which was hidden in the mist, revealed their bodies one after another, revealing their feet.

With Zhu Jian's order, the spears rained out, and the sound of the soldiers fighting was resounding, and the faint figures around them suddenly became much thinner.

The three spears were swung out, and the righteous soldiers rushed to kill for a while, and the surrounding epiphany mantis almost did not dare to approach again. The demon clan is ferocious, but it is also very cunning. In addition to the strange assassination methods, the epiphany mantis is actually very ordinary, and if the sneak attack cannot be successful, they will not die in vain.

By the time the Epiphany Mantis had completely receded and the fog had dissipated, Zhu Jian's army had unconsciously marched to a high slope.

Zhu Jian led his troops to climb the high slope, but saw that the slope was pressed in a black area, stretching to the distant water, and in terms of the number, there were 70,000 or 80,000 demons. A group of demon clans can tolerate Yang Xian, firstly, the demon fate of Wingtail is not good, and secondly, Yang Xian is always just an outsider.

But the Liang army is different, Zhu Jian killed the six demon squares in three days, looking at this posture, he wants to swallow the entire land of Hehuang.

In this array of demon soldiers, there is a huge figure that is very conspicuous, ten feet tall, almost like a mountain, it is one of the thirteen fierce spirits of the demon clan.

Legend has it that one of the gods of the year was inspired by witnessing this demon battle, and created the magic technique of the giant spirit general.

Compared with the mighty alliance of the demon and barbarian clans, the army behind Zhu Jian was pitiful. The total number of righteous soldiers was only 20,000, and Zhu Jian went out to fight this time, leaving 10,000 to guard and merge the state, and only 10,000 people accompanied him.

The number of demon clans gathered was much larger than Zhu Jian imagined, but Zhu Jian's face was not a little timid.

Zhu Jian turned around and looked at the brothers who had been following him for many years behind him, and there was a whistling sound.

"Brothers, the demon soldiers are in front, break the formation!"

"Kill!"

The sound was like a tidal sound, and the aura of blood and murder rushed into the sky, almost substantial, clear and clear. 10,000 righteous soldiers were killed, and instead of retreating, they advanced, heading towards the demon soldiers who far exceeded their own number under the hillside. The brave and fierce posture is like an ostrich fighting a rabbit.

Zhu Jian will take the lead and rush to the front. The special sword in the hand of the righteous soldier only has one edge, and the sword body is long, but it is extremely tough.

The sword is heavy, and the sword is light. But the righteous pawn is one of them, and it is unique.

The two armies were in battle, and the armor formed by the blood-red demon mangs in the hands of the demon soldiers was not worth mentioning under the hands of the righteous soldiers.

The battle was only a moment, and the front line of the demon soldiers fell. The righteous soldiers came out one after another and poured into the demon tide.

In the melee, smoke and dust were everywhere, and Zhu Jian raised his eyes to look, and every righteous soldier around him surrounded at least four or five demon soldiers.

The long sword drinks blood, and blood helps killing intent. But I saw that the righteous soldiers were fighting in the formation, blocking left and right, like a lion fighting a group of wolves, without the slightest decline.

It's not that the righteous pawn doesn't know how to destroy the soul array, but he doesn't use this kind of weapon to restrain the demon clan. Either they underestimated the enemy, or the situation was urgent, they didn't have time to set up a formation.

It's because with the Soul Destroying Array, the killing is not fast enough!

A spear pierced into the neck of an oncoming barbarian, and Zhu Jian took a quick step and drew his weapon from the back of the barbarian.

Sticky blood dripped to the ground, and Zhu Jian looked at the huge figure not far in front of him, no longer staying, and took his head.

In an instant, Zhu Jian's figure moved to the extreme.

The djinn wanted to block it, but his movements were obviously not as good as those of Zhu Jian. Wait until he hits the ground with a blow, trying to smash the beam into a pulp. Zhu Jian was already one step ahead of him, and walked up along the djinn's arm.

The spear in his hand was glowing with blood, and with Zhu Jian's body leaping into the air, it shone over the entire battle array.

Blood cracked, spears pierced flesh, and great wails rang out.

The djinn frantically waved his arms and vented the pain in his body, but in the end it was only in vain.

Zhu Jian fell to the ground, pulled out the sword at his waist, and the golden light spread on the blade of the sword, and the monstrous murderous aura made the demon clans who wanted to take advantage of the fire to stop one after another.

In an instant, looking at Zhu Jian, the fear in the hearts of the demon soldiers filled their entire bodies irrepressibly.