Early the next morning.

The sky was still gray, and the entire Chenjiagu seemed to have not woken up from its deep sleep, and suddenly at this time, the west gorge mouth of the Chenjiagu suddenly opened automatically.

All the men and horses wore black turbans and spears like clouds of spears under the city, and quickly completed the attack and prepared to form a phalanx of fifty roads.

The leader of the army is tall, bearded and blue-eyed, he is the Liuyun envoy in the Persian Ming Sect, and the second Ming Zun Sect missionary Ming Dynasty is accompanied by only three envoys of Fengyun and Moon along the way. However, since the attack on Yanmen Pass, Huiyue and Miaofeng have all died in battle, and at this moment, he is the only one left to lead the one hundred and thirty-one guards in front of him, making a dying counterattack.

Liuyun looked around, the entire queue was solemn, and everyone's tired faces tried their best to show serious looks. This battle has been going on for too long, and it's time for everyone to come to the end of the crossbow, and it's time for the end!

Thinking of this flowing cloud, the corners of his mouth suddenly rose slightly, and his raised hand pressed down hard to make a deafening roar!

"Burn my body, blazing flame!"

"Burn my body, blazing flame!"

"Burn my body, blazing flame!"

With the shouts of the earth-shattering, the torrent of all one hundred and thirty-one guards rushed towards the enemy camp in front of them, which was still asleep, and the sound of horses' hooves roared like thunder.

In the entire battle array, the momentum of seeing death as if it were home continued to rise, like an incomparably sharp knife, taking advantage of the early morning sky, straight into the heart of the opponent.

The alarm bell rang in time, and the figures in the camp tent became noisy, and some generals shouted that they were organizing the sergeants, and the crossbowmen quickly went up to the verandah of the gate, and a leader immediately led the guards of the night patrol to gallop out of the camp, and rushed straight to the mouth of the gorge, and intercepted the saint and the gang with all their might. This kind of response is not unfast.

This is the biggest difference between the Jianghu forces and sects like the Ming Sect, under the ******** system, they will cultivate a lot of lower-level sects similar to the army, such as the Four Gates of Heaven and Earth, Wind and Thunder, and the Five Elements Banner that shocked the world, all of which are the same.

This is also the reason why the task of rebelling against Yuanmeng in the original work "Heaven and Dragon Slayer" was finally realized by Mingjiao, such as Wudang Shaolin and other sects, even if they are full of masters, how many can there be?

Seeing that the enemy army was coming, the Flowing Cloud Envoy waved the Holy Fire Order in his hand, and the hundred guards under his command roared violently, and then galloped faster, like the morning light that pierced the sky under the sky.

The two cavalry marched at high speed under the gray sky, and in the blink of an eye, they collided head-on.

The hysterical killing sounds, heart-rending screams suddenly rang out, and the continuous rain of blood exuded the breath of hell. The Flowing Cloud took the lead, quickly creeping into the depths of the enemy's army, and no one could stop him wherever he passed.

Suddenly, an enemy rushed towards the Flowing Cloud Envoy with a large sword, roaring from his mouth. The Holy Flame Order in Liuyun's hand brought out a red glow, and several enemy stabs entangled in him fell off his horse, and suddenly caught a glimpse of the sword light flashing behind the side, and immediately flashed sideways to the side by feeling, and in this moment of lightning and flint, the blade of the name ran against the cheek of the Liuyun Envoy.

Liuyun frightened his heart, and then his anger surged, and he roared violently, and a very cold internal force suddenly surged in his body, which was stored in one point, and burst out from the holy fire order, attacking the attack, and the person who wielded the knife suddenly let out a miserable scream on his back and immediately fell to the ground.

This yin energy is condensed like a thin hair, and it is difficult to prevent it. It is like an elephant with great strength, but a woman and a child can pierce its skin with a small embroidered needle. The yin energy enters the body and disappears immediately, but this thorn can really hurt into the bones.

Two fists are hard to beat four hands, and no matter how brave these more than 130 Ming Sect members are, they can't help but gradually lose their strength. And with the passage of time, the advantage of sneak attack while the sky is gradually disappearing, and the enemy of the brigade has slowly organized a large-scale counterattack, and the situation has gradually fallen into a more dangerous situation, and less than half of the hundred elite cavalry led by Liuyun are left.

Liuyun raised his head to scan the scene, only to see that the enemy was surgingly surrounding, and a powerful master was leading a group of cavalry rushing over.

The Liuyun envoy led dozens of horsemen around him to fight and retreat, only to see the enemy foot soldiers roaring and rushing forward frantically. The soldiers on both sides sacrificed their lives to fight, and when Tai Shici's elite cavalry withdrew from the gate, there were only about 50 people left, which shows how tragic the battle was!

"Liuyun, if this matter is too difficult, why don't you run away alone! Leave me alone. Bihong Yao, who was hidden in the crowd and was carried out, finally spoke up.

Liuyun raised the corners of his mouth and smiled slightly: "If you abandon the Holy Maiden here, how can my two brothers let me go?" They put all their hopes in me, how can I let them down? ”

He looked back at Bihongyao, and there seemed to be the will of thousands of people in his eyes. It was the blood of sacrifice, the unchilled ambition.

Bihong Yao was speechless.

"But" Bihong Yao was about to say something more, but was stopped by Liuyun Envoy reaching out his hand, he slowly handed the Holy Fire Order to Bi Hongyao's hand, replaced it with a spear in his hand, and spoke.

"Say goodbye! After I break it, everyone else will protect the saint and kill it! ”

Liuyun did not give anyone a chance to persuade him, and immediately shot out horizontally, and the single horse blocked the gate, and the spear danced in the moonlight like a silver horse that kept rolling, and the roar went straight to the sky.

At this moment, the Flowing Cloud Envoy feels like a fierce tiger facing a wolf pack with its head raised and roaring, the momentum is terrifying, and the courage is very strong!

The black-clad enemy was like a herd of cattle rushing towards a meat grinder, splattering blood for five steps under the brilliant edge.

However, the enemy's momentum seemed to be getting stronger and stronger, and the red-eyed enemy foot soldiers rushed forward regardless of life and death, as if they were all in a hurry to reincarnate.

Gradually, the strength of the Flowing Cloud Envoy became unsustainable, and his armor had been stained blood-red by the blood of the enemy and his own, and it looked particularly hideous in the moonlight.

He didn't know how many guns he had wielded, and he didn't know how many wounds he had been wounded on, he just felt his hands and feet gradually become numb, and he just waved the spear in his hand indiscriminately with a mouthful of faith.

"Bell!"

A brave black-clad warrior brandished the broadsword in his hand, leaped to his feet, and slammed into the spear of the Cloud Messenger from top to bottom, making a muffled sound.

The iron barrel of the gun was split in two, and the flowing clouds made one stumble, unable to hold up the huge force, and actually flew down on the horse.

The tide of soldiers swarmed up in an instant, engulfing the blood-colored figure red in an instant. (To be continued.) )