The fight on Tanxian's side was fierce, but Qin Yun's side was a little too quiet, and even a little weird. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoSince the Qin Yun Conference, the White Lotus Sect, the Red Spear Society, the Miaodao Society and many other sects have not moved at all, and they seem to have completely disappeared.

In this situation, the tranquility is somewhat depressing, as if it was the calm before the storm.

Qin Yun didn't care about this, and just ordered all the departments of the five-color army to guard their own areas and not to move without permission. The last thing he is afraid of now is to delay time, this is his territory, the time, place, and people are all on his side. It won't be long before the White Lotus Sect, the Red Spear Society, the Miaodao Society, and many other sects don't take any action, then they will completely lose the ability to act.

On this day, there was finally movement. There were small-scale **** in all areas guarded by the five-color troops, and many of them had people from the government. However, the five-color troops had already received Qin Yun's order and cleaned it up without mercy. At the same time, they also blocked the main roads to and from getting the word out.

After Qin Yun finished reading the news that had been transmitted, his heart suddenly moved: "It's coming!" ”

As soon as his thoughts came to him, there was a shout of killing outside the manor. Qin Yun immediately picked up the Broken Sword and walked towards the outside of the gate. Behind him, twelve of the best men of the Broadsword Team followed closely behind, firmly guarding his left and right.

When Qin Yun came to the gate, he saw countless congregations from the White Lotus Sect, the Red Spear Society, the Miao Dao Society, the Red Lantern Society, the Nine Immortals Society, the Emperor Society, the Wuji Old Mother Society, the Heavenly God Society, and other sects rushing towards the manor frantically, looking crazy.

Looking at the number of people, there are thousands of them. Although most of them have no martial arts, they are just some ordinary peasants, and only twelve out of ten are really good hands. But it was these good players who played the role of the mainstay, and the previous defeat of the Broadsword team was caused by these good players, and they almost attacked the manor.

Qin Yun couldn't help but look very ugly when he saw such a large number of people, as well as the many masters of these sects.

This is the headquarters of the Broadsword Society! Qin Yun still underestimated the White Lotus Sect, the Red Spear Society, the Miao Dao Society, the Red Lantern Society, the Nine Immortals Society, the Emperor Society, the Wuji Old Mother Society, and the Heavenly God Society, which had existed for a long time!

"Kill, leave no one." Qin Yun's expression became indifferent.

"No." The three hundred broadswords will be suppressed because they are caught off guard. Qin Yun's appearance immediately cheered them up, and they all roared in unison, turning defense into attack.

A burst of cold light flashed, and the number of besieging people was suddenly hit hard, flesh and blood flew sideways, and stumps were scattered. In the final analysis, they were just ordinary peasants, and although they were agitated, they did not have much skill. Before, the broadsword team was caught off guard, but now the broadsword will react, and they have finally tasted the bitter fruit.

Although these people are more than fanatical, they can no longer do any harm to the Broadsword team. As the Broadsword team stepped up their offensive, these people were already a little unable to support it.

"Kill!"

At this time, the leaders of the White Lotus Sect, the Red Spear Society, the Miao Dao Society, the Red Lantern Society, the Nine Immortals Society, the Emperor Society, the Wuji Old Mother Association, the Heavenly God Society and other sects could not sit idly by. They glanced at each other and pounced.

Their target was none other than Qin Yun himself!

Qin Yun's eyes flashed, the broken sword was unsheathed, the sword shadows overlapped, and the endless cold light flickered, stabbing towards these people......

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Zhang Mi is dead......

He died on the way to the charge, and was immediately killed by the volley of the Guards. When Zhang Yan learned the news, the whole person was stupid all of a sudden, and his face instantly aged a lot, and then he was completely crazy.

The few surviving leaders of the Twisted Army's forward infantry team were beheaded by him on the spot, and then the whole army pressed on them, without the slightest room for reservation. One of the old men had just persuaded two words, and he was beheaded by him. After that, no one dared to speak anymore, but some undercurrents began to surge in private.

On the sniper position, hundreds of Pro-Guard soldiers prostrate in front of the breastwork. The soldiers in the front row of their soldiers had their rifles loaded with bayonets, ready to pierce the sky, and scattered shotgun projectiles flew over their heads.

Shotguns "swooped" and projectiles flew in all directions, flying over the ears of these Pro-Guard soldiers at the most dangerous times. But the expression of the Pro-Guard soldier was unmoved, and he was still mechanically loaded, shot, and then loaded and shot, with smooth movements, without the slightest deformation, and was not much better than a real robot.

Sixteen Krupp 75-mm light guns erected on the top of the hill were fired in a left-to-right order, and the scorching shells fell one after another in the dense formation of the twisters, making them suffer enough. Even if it is a solid bullet, as long as it can hit, it can make a lot of results. Not to mention whether the Guards used a grenade, or the most powerful and lethal of the grenades.

Qian Yong clearly saw that when a shell exploded, at least more than a dozen twisters flipped forward and never got up again.

This is no longer a war, but a one-sided slaughter. Not a single Twister could get close to the breastwork, and all fell on their way. A dense stream of bullets swept through the Twisted Army's troops like raindrops, and at every moment hundreds of rifles were fired mercilessly there, and no one was spared.

Although the momentum of the Twist Army is great, it is like the sea encountering a reef, and it is constantly broken into pieces. Seeing that the casualties of the Twist Army were gradually increasing, Zhang Yan still strengthened the offensive with red eyes, and had no intention of retreating at all. Several of his generals glanced at each other, their eyes shining with a treacherous light.

"Is this still a war?" Qian Yong was a little depressed.

"This is war! Real war! Zhao Yong's expression was still calm, but the brilliance in his eyes was bright and scary.

Qian Yong just wanted to say something, but suddenly there was a change in the rear of the twisted army. Zhao Yong looked at the binoculars for a while, and shouted loudly: "The army is infighting, pass on my orders, and the whole army will be dispatched." The pro-guard army attacked head-on, and the cavalry of the broadsword team attacked on the side, and I want to succeed in a battle, completely defeat the Twist army, so that they no longer dare to think of going north. ”

"No." Qian Yong immediately suppressed his thoughts and replied violently.

With the counterattack of the pro-guard army and the broadsword team on all fronts, coupled with the instability of the twist army itself, the elite lost almost the same, and they could no longer stabilize the position, and they suddenly collapsed and began to flee in a scramble. There was a huge shouting of killing on the whole battlefield, and there were scenes everywhere of the pro-guard army and the broadsword team chasing and killing the Twist Army, and a small team of the Guards and the Broadsword Team could chase thousands of Twist troops in all directions.

So far, the army has been defeated like a mountain, and the Twist Army no longer has the strength to return to the sky!