Chapter 853: A Difficult Choice (Four Shifts Completed, Asking for Votes)

I haven't opened a single chapter for a week.

Only half of the brothers are smashing tickets for Xiao Hei.

It's hard to watch.

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Chapter 853

"Click!"

There was a crisp cracking sound, and the bloody clothes' neck shattered like dead wood.

As soon as the 'magic handsome' Zhao Deyan appeared, the morale of Yipintang was immediately robbed.

At this moment, who else would not know that the person who appeared was a powerhouse of the Mythical Realm?

Facing the Mongolian iron cavalry escorted by the powerhouses of the Mythical Realm, Yipintang's morale was immediately dispelled, and the people who rushed to the vicinity watched a large number of brothers being swept out by Zhao Deyan's spear, and the people within a range of thirty meters were like being hit head-on by a train, and flew out in unison......

The core disciples of Yipintang should take the brunt.

As soon as this batch of elites died, not to mention the rest, under the protection of the demon marshal Zhao Deyan and several demon masters, they resumed their rampage and crushing momentum.

Rumbling towards the depths of Iipindo......

Where the iron hooves go, the blockers are invincible!

"Day ......"

"Run!"

"It's a mythical realm powerhouse, retreat quickly."

Losing the bloody clothes and a group of Yipintang core disciples, the rest of the people were difficult to get close to even the Mongolian iron horses, and the iron hooves crushed the past, and no one could stop the light crushing of the iron hooves.

In a few minutes, the Mongolian iron cavalry came and went like the wind, rampaging in the army of Yipintang, and came to a crossing, and Yipintang lost at least more than 10,000 people - this is still because the strength of the people in Yipintang is not bad, if it was replaced by other people, I am afraid that it would have been wiped out a long time ago.

Mengyun did not appear on the front line.

But on a small hillside, he condescendingly watched the Mongolian iron horsemen rampaging through the most densely populated area of their own side, their hands clenched into fists, almost crumpled into blue and purple, and their faces were terribly pale.

It took less than ten minutes......

Yipintang has lost more than 10,000 people, including a group of elite core disciples of Yipintang, and they have also taken the blood clothes of the deputy hall master.

"Okay, you're happy."

Mengyun gritted his teeth, eager to bite off a happy piece of rou.

Once upon a time, Yipintang suffered such a big loss on the frontal battlefield!

100,000 horses, determined to win the encirclement and suppression, actually pounced in the air, and broke into the trap laid by the happy laid......

"I'm going to spend it with you today to see who can hold on."

Fortunately, death in the mission area will not be punished severely, and Mengyun knows that the men and horses of the four major gangs have made great achievements, and after death, the combat achievements are cleared, and the loss is far above Yipintang, although he is anxious and angry in his heart, he has never been 1uan.

She still has more than 80,000 people in her hands!

There were only 3,000 Mongol horsemen......

"Someone!"

"Hall Master!"

"Activate the isolation plan and lead the Mongolian cavalry brigade in other directions, don't care about casualties! Others stop attacking! Use 10,000 men to lead the iron cavalry far away! Just leave the camp! Others, full force round-up happy. After a pause, a cold murderous intent flashed in Mengyun's eyes: "I don't believe it, how long can your internal strength and physical protection last...... Wu Xiong, this jiao is for you, find an opportunity to extinguish your happiness. ”

A snow-white flying knife was put into the hands of a core disciple of Yipintang beside him, and Mengyun no longer paid attention to the battlefield......

"Yes!"

The latter took Xiao Li's flying knife, was overjoyed, and happily took the order to get into the crowd.

Mengyun's strategy is not poisonous:

Xiao Li's flying knife is in the hands of an unfamiliar face, and it is used in such a complicated situation, even if it is happy...... There is no escape from this fate!

Countless sacrifices were made just to lure the Mongolian iron cavalry away and clear the battlefield......

Once successful, as long as the remaining Yipintang people stay on the grassland, the people of the four major gangs will go online one after another, one will come back, and one will die, without saying a word.

……

However, another ten minutes passed!

Ippintang's plan has not improved at all.

Happy is still in the crowd 1ang, galloping and killing, swords splashing in all directions, no one can stop it.

The Mongol iron cavalry was not led away at all.

No matter what direction the firepower of Yipintang was, and no matter how people from other directions were like retreating and creating a blank barrier, the Mongolian cavalry seemed to recognize the direction of the big camp and the happy place, and they were stunned.

Yipintang lost tens of thousands of people for this, but there was no result......

……

At this time, Mengyun vaguely saw something strange, and the goal of the Mongolian cavalry was clearly happy......

Happy has been wandering around the place where the four major gangs are offline, fighting constantly, and he has learned well, and when he starts, he will extinguish all the torches around him, and the surroundings are pitch black, so that Wu Xiong has never had a chance to start.

In the crowd, only the sharp snow-white sword was seen, and the sound of the body being torn apart was heard, and among the mixed 1uan, no torch could survive for more than three seconds, and the happy figure would not stay in the light for more than three seconds.

But the happy move attracted the Mongolian iron horsemen to crush frantically......

Follow the happy one, over and over again, and rush around the four gangs' garrison areas!

Seeing this, Mengyun clenched his fists......

She now faces a difficult choice!

Or, continue to fight to hold the camp and consume with the Mongol iron cavalry;

Or, withdraw the troops immediately, leave this place, and let Happy go with the Mongolian cavalry and the demon commander.

Choosing the former, Yipintang can certainly firmly suppress the four major gangs and prevent them from coming up, but the remaining more than 70,000 people in Yipintang may not be able to afford it.

The three thousand Mongolian iron horsemen protected by a large number of demon masters are a fast-moving human rou mixer, and wherever they pass, there is not a single grass left!

Choosing the latter, the operation was a complete failure......

The vain 1ang spent a day and the deployment of troops, and nearly 30,000 people were lost! If it is spread out, Yipintang's face will be disgraced, and its dominance in the north may also be shaken!

……

Time, bit by bit.

The morale of Yipintang is declining in a frenzied downpour.

Happy to fight in the battle, no one can stop it;

The three thousand Mongolian cavalry led by the Demon Shuai and a group of Demon Gate masters are like entering a no-man's land!

On the grassland, corpses are everywhere!

Yipintang has lost more than 20,000 people......

The people of the four major gangs, there is no shadow to be seen, only one happy to rampage in their most fatal place; There is also an almost invincible demon who is happy to coax.

In this case, who has the heart to continue to make trouble?

More than 70,000 people began to hide from afar......

Looking at the Mongolian iron cavalry rushing to kill in the sparse crowd, their faces were full of helpless defeat and depression.

……

"Hall Master!"

"Withdraw!"

Several high-level officials of Yipintang surrounded Mengyun, crying and persuading with sad faces: "Hall Master, if you continue to fight, the morale of the brothers will be lost!" ”

"Nearly 30,000 people have died......"

"If it drags on any longer, when the people from the four major gangs come up, even if we want to fight, we can't do it."

"Shut up."

Hearing the noise of a group of people around him, Mengyun's face turned pale, and he gritted his teeth and held back a sentence from his mouth that made everyone tremble:

"You think you can still withdraw now!? As long as you are happy and don't give up, the Mongol cavalry will always bite and chase after you......"

A group of people turned pale and came to their senses:

It turned out that when they were not there, Happy had been silently controlling and controlling the direction of the battlefield.

That's right......

With the trump card of Mongolian Iron Cavalry in hand, Happy will definitely not give up such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to hit Yipintang.

This time!

Either they were all killed and returned to Aru City, or they were all routed back to the Central Plains camp......

Thinking of the depths, the faces of the group of people became extremely ugly.