In the face of the attack of Beishan City, Du Yun did not have any fear at all, whether it was in terms of soldiers or at the innate level.

Even if there were hundreds of innate martial artists from the Tianhe Sword Sect among them, there was no chance of victory in the face of Nanshan City, which had a large city protection array and crossbows and archers.

Moreover, the six thousand Central Plains Heavy Cavalry and the five thousand Wuhuan Riders are all acquired sevenfold martial artists, and they can be killed with all their might, even at the cost of a large number of losses!

It's just a pity that the Tianhe Sword Sect has a powerful sword cultivator in the middle of the Grandmaster!

This sword cultivator is enough to bridge the gap between the two cities, and on the contrary, he can gain the upper hand!

Therefore, Du Yun, who was well aware of the gap, did not rashly go out of the city to compete with the Tianhe Sword Sect in high-end combat power, but completely gave full play to his advantage of having many soldiers and generals.

Don't ask for merit, but ask for no fault, try to delay time!

This is the main core idea of this defensive battle!

Aren't you very good, even if you can fly.

I won't fight you head-on, I will only kill the martial artists and disciples of the Tianhe Sword Sect who came with you, and then see if you attack my Nanshan City or go back to the rescue.

When the enemy advances, I retreat, when the enemy retreats, I advance, and when the enemy rests, I disturb ......

The three-way army, the two-way flowering, the front and rear attacks, the entire battlefield completely entered the stage of fighting each other.

"Kill!"

When Jian Yang, the sect leader of the Tianhe Sword Sect, and more than a dozen inner disciples broke away from the team and rushed towards the three thousand Central Plains heavy cavalry in the distance, with the roar of the skyrocketing roar in the west, it was the three thousand Central Plains heavy cavalry that came out.

Gan Ning, who was strong in the late congenital stage, rode a war horse and charged forward with a Bajiang knife in his hand, and the terrifying air flow formed an arrow wrapped around the rear heavy horse and trampled on the ground with a loud "boom" sound, and rushed to the front of the Beishan City army in the blink of an eye.

The terrifying power of the charge turned the long pole knife in the cavalry's hand into the most terrifying killing weapon, and the knife was cut down, bringing out poignant blood.

"Ahh Don't kill me! ”

"It's terrifying, run!"

……

It's just that the martial artists of Beishan City, who are two or three powerful the day after tomorrow, can't resist the cavalry charge at all, and in a moment, they have already collapsed, screaming and fleeing from the army in all directions.

Gan Ning led the Central Plains Heavy Cavalry to ignore these ordinary warriors, his eyes full of battle intent stared directly at those white-shirted warriors who controlled the sword formation, and his mouth let out a deafening shout.

"Dog # Niangniang, you actually dare to come to attack my Nanshan City, kill!"

"Kill!"

Behind him, the three thousand Central Plains heavy horsemen also shouted angrily.

Suddenly, the black torrent crashed headlong into the sword array through the obstacles, and the whole world was quiet for a moment, but then a deafening loud bang erupted.

The sword formation condensed by nearly a thousand outer disciples of the Tianhe Sword Sect was broken before it lasted for a moment, and a large number of long swords exploded in the air and turned into pieces.

Among them, the Central Plains heavy cavalry that rushed to the front also suffered heavy blows and lost dozens of horses.

But this casualty is harmless!

Under the leadership of Gan Ning, the remaining nearly 3,000 Central Plains heavy cavalry rushed into the group of white-shirted warriors, and began to charge back and forth to kill these white-shirted warriors.

The fall of a heavy rider often takes away two or three white-shirted warriors whose strength is six or seven times the day after tomorrow.

As a last resort, dozens of innate level Tianhe Sword Sect inner disciples in the center suddenly gave up maintaining the sword formation, and burst out with a long sword to block the heavy cavalry charge.

It's just that Gan Ning seems to have a certain heart of death, even in the face of these innate disciples, he is still fearless, killing one inner disciple after another on the basis of losing a large number of Central Plains Heavy Cavalry.

On Nanshan City, the melodious sound of the piano and flute spread out, enveloping the entire battlefield.

Among them, Huo Yin constantly affected the senses of the martial artists of Nanshan City, making them extremely irritable and chaotic, and the speed of the sword in their hands also slowed down.

And Lu Yi and the others, who were killed from the city, led the Central Plains militia and the Xuzhou militia to attack only the ordinary warriors on the periphery, but Shi A, who was hidden in it, walked in the shadows and took the opportunity to kill an inner disciple of the innate realm.

To the west of the city wall, Tian Feng's eyes flashed with sorrow after seeing this scene, and said: "Lord, General Xingba seems to be a little radical, do you want to order him to retreat?" ”

"Nope! That's exactly what you want! ”

Du Yun shook his head, staring at the disciples of the Tianhe Sword Sect who were constantly being killed, and said with a sneer: "I want this sect master of the Tianhe Sword Sect to know the price of attacking my Nanshan City!" ”

Tian Feng no longer persuaded, but directly launched the military division technique - encouragement.

The momentum of the soldiers of Nanshan City who rushed to kill the entire battlefield increased greatly, and their strength also increased by several levels, and the roar of excitement resounded over the battlefield.

"The city lord of Nanshan City, you are looking for death!"

In the west, before the sect leader Jian Yang, who had just rushed out with more than a dozen inner disciples, had not yet captured the leader of the three thousand heavy horses, he saw that the sword formation of his own sword sect in the east had been defeated by the middle of the three thousand that had emerged again.

Moreover, the inner disciples who were bumpy by him on the spot were constantly injured.

This time, Jian Yang completely gave up his plan to recover the heavy cavalry.

In anger, he soared directly into the air, the long sword in his hand was unsheathed again, and after a sword was slashed, the sword qi burst out instantly, slashing through the void and slashing into the black torrent in front of him.

"Retreat!"

In the battlefield, Gan Ning, who was rushing to kill, only felt that Sen Ran's sword qi broke into his body, and a strong crisis hit his heart, so he couldn't help but shout and turned around and ran into the distance.

Nearby, the other Central Plains heavy cavalry that reacted followed and rushed out.

But unfortunately, in the end, there were still more than a thousand horsemen who didn't have time to turn around and rush out, and the Tongtian sword qi that was quickly cut down was instantly torn to pieces, and countless blood evaporated and dissipated in the sword light.

Bang!

With a deafening explosion, a nearly 100-meter-long sword mark on the ground where the corpses were everywhere was suddenly cut out.

The murderous intent in Jian Yang's eyes was monstrous, and he wanted to continue to kill the remaining cavalry, but who knew that on the other side of the river, which was silent, countless vitality bullets and arrows that covered the sky and the sun suddenly flew over again.

The sword curtain had already been destroyed, and if these attacks were allowed to fall, the disciples of the Tianhe Sword Sect would probably continue to lose.

In desperation, he had to suppress the anger in his heart, and after bursting out countless sword qi to block these attacks, he opened his mouth and shouted: "All the Beishan martial artists obey the order, retreat for several miles and camp to rest!" ”

Obviously, the loss of the innate level disciple had already made Jian Yang dare not continue to attack.

During this period, while protecting all the martial artists to retreat, he stared at the direction of Nanshan City with blood-red eyes, and his voice was solemn.

"Listen, the city lord of Nanshan City, you'd better hurry up and surrender, otherwise I will kill you at the cost of all the warriors of Beishan City, but I see what else you can do to stop me!"

"If you really can't stop it, why not give up my position as the lord of the city to you!"

Du Yun's face was calm, and he said lightly.

"Humph! I don't know what to do! ”

Jian Yang snorted, turned around and sped up to leave, he had already realized the scattering of his Beishan City martial artists, and he had to make a good layout next.

Half a day passed quickly.

At about three o'clock in the afternoon, seeing that the battle was about to break out again, Du Yun, who had been watching the steps of the city wall, saw the two people who hurriedly walked up.

A long-lost smile suddenly appeared on his face.

"I've been waiting for so long, and I'm finally waiting for you!"

said that there will be four more today, and it will be done!! Ask for a wave of monthly passes!!

(End of chapter)