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It was half past eight that night.

A barren mountain outside Changsha.

It's really uninhabited.

On the hillside, nine hundred people stood here in order.

Lin Xiaofeng and Situ Feng each led a hundred people.

Seven hundred men under the sea of aftershocks.

Lin Xiaofeng, Situ Feng, Yu Zhenhai and several of their henchmen stood together, discussing the upcoming battle.

"Young Master Lin, Sect Master Situ, we are cold-mouthed, I hope you two will try your best to help me this time." Yu Zhenhai arched his hand and said.

"Don't worry, my Holy Gold Sect's sky-shaking drums have been taken out." Situ Feng nodded with a serious face.

Lin Xiaofeng said to Yu Zhenhai: "Sect Master Yu, most of the battles I have experienced are small-scale battles, and this kind of battle of nearly two thousand people is really inexperienced. ”

Of course, Lin Xiaofeng's kind of being besieged by hundreds of people can't be regarded as a large-scale battle, but just a one-sided siege.

And this kind of confrontation between the two sides, there are a lot of things to pay attention to.

Yu Zhenhai's face was strictly forbidden: "I am not polite to a few people, in fact, I have never experienced this kind of large-scale battle before." ”

"But I read a lot about the art of war." Yu Zhenhai arched his hand and said: "This time, the old man will be the commander-in-chief first, the two of you have no opinion, right?" ”

"Of course."

Lin Xiaofeng and Situ Feng both nodded.

After all, the families of the 700 people in the aftershock sea are all here, and it is impossible for the two of them to get the command in a desperate battle.

Yu Zhenhai showed a look of relief on his face and said, "The only chance to win this time is to decapitate the operation, kill the opponent's commander, and disrupt the enemy's morale." ”

Yu Zhenhai looked at the two: "The two are divided into left and right impacts, and I lead the men and horses to attack head-on." ”

Lin Xiaofeng and Situ Feng glanced at each other.

"No problem."

The two said in unison.

"Hmm."

Aftershocks looked down the hillside with mixed feelings.

At this point, there is only a quiet wait.

Little by little, time passed.

The moon is very bright tonight.

At nine o'clock, dozens of buses slowly stopped on a road far away from the barren slope.

Fifteen hundred people, densely walked down.

After they came down, they did not rush to the barren slope, but adjusted their positions.

Such a large-scale battle.

Unless it's really super strong.

Otherwise, both sides will form their own evil formations to fight.

Lin Xiaofeng held the binoculars and looked at the crowd in the distance: "Who is the commander of the Holy Sect this time?" ”

Li Rongxin opened his mouth and said, "According to the intelligence, the person who commanded the battle was an elder named Jiao Zhen, and beside him, he was followed by the Black Tiger Claw Wang Bo, who ranked third among the eight geniuses of the previous generation. ”

At this time, the Holy Cult camp.

Jiao Zhen was wearing a black robe, he looked like he was in his fifties, but he was already full of white hair, and next to him, there was a strong man in his thirties, who was the Black Tiger Claw Wang Bo.

This horn earthquake also started after He Bo.

And a long time ago, he was a confidant of Uncle Ho.

Otherwise, he would not have been sent to command the battle.

And Wang Bo was the master recruited by the Holy Sect at the beginning.

Wang Bo's task at this time was to protect Jiao Zhen from being attacked and killed by his commander.

Jiao Zhen glanced at the people on the hillside, and there was disdain in his eyes: "A group of dead people, forming a formation, preparing to go up the hillside, kill them all in one go!" ”

"Yes!"

The people on the Holy Sect's side let out a deafening shout.

Just kidding, there are one-third more of them than each other, and they can't wait to rush up the mountain now and tear the lives on the mountain alive.

Wang Bo had a cigarette in his mouth, his face was full of scum, and he whispered, "Elder Jiao, do these people below know that the other party is a combination of the three top demon sects?" ”

Jiao Zhen frowned, shook his head and said, "Of course it's hiding from these people." ”

After this news came out, the Holy Church blocked the news.

At least among the people who participated in the battle this time, they did not know the news.

Otherwise, it will inevitably affect the morale and morale of the army.

After all, Hornquake is in the Holy Sect, and he is quite experienced in such a large-scale battle.

He understands that such a large-scale battle, no, can already be said to be a war.

In this kind of war, morale is the most important thing.

Block the news, rush up in one go, no matter who the other party is, and kill it all in one go.

"There's a hidden danger." Wang Bo's eyebrows furrowed.

"No way." Jiao Zhen sighed: "Although I also understand that there are not many of them, but after all, they are three people, and the three top demon sects have joined forces, and Guan is this gimmick, which is quite scary." ”

Soon, there were 1,500 people of the Holy Sect, every 500 people.

There were three formations.

Jiao Zhen and Wang Bo walked to the front at this time, and Jiao Zhen said loudly: "The Yin Yang Gate is a big rebellion, and it is against the Holy Sect, what should I do?" ”

"Anti-Holy Religion! It will be punished! ”

Fifteen hundred people shouted in unison.

Then, fifteen hundred people marched towards the hillside in orderly steps.

It can be said that this team of the Holy Sect is really elite to the extreme.

The Holy Sect has ruled the Demon Dao for decades, and in addition to the pervasive spy system, it is their elite.

Under the banner of the Holy Sect, there are a total of 5,000 elites.

It is divided into ten tiger flags.

There were three of them, and under each tiger banner, there were 500 people.

Any Tiger Banner can easily defeat a second-rate Demon Sect.

Even if it is the Yin-Yang Gate, the three tiger flags are enough.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

The neat steps of the 1,500 people below, and the faces of the 900 people on the hillside were faintly ugly.

Such an elite three tiger flags.

If you want to win, it's hard!

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

Suddenly, on the hillside, a five-meter-high war drum was raised.

Situ Feng personally stood on the high platform and shouted loudly: "I am the leader of the Holy Gold Sect, Situ Feng!" Today, come to the help of Yin Yang Gate! Ladies and gentlemen, I am personally beating the drums for you today! ”

With that, he picked up two drumsticks in his hands.

The drums traveled far away.

And Situ Feng's voice also spread to the bottom.

When the fifteen hundred people below heard this, their faces changed.

The leader of the Holy Gold Sect is also here?

This is something that the people below don't know.

In Lin Xiaofeng's right hand, a demon knife had already appeared, he stood on a high place, and with the sound of the drum, he said loudly: "Everyone, I am Lin Xiaofeng!" The Holy Sect is brutal and unkind, deceiving countless Demon Sects, and the current Holy Lord He Bo is an old brother who has been killed for decades, so he has reluctantly ascended to the position of the Holy Lord. ”

"The Holy Sect's luck is over! Today is the first step towards the demise of the Holy Religion! ”

"Lin Xiaofeng!"

The crowd below all exclaimed.

No one doubts Lin Xiaofeng's authenticity.

After all, the demon knife in Lin Xiaofeng's hand could not be copied by anyone.

The people of the three Tiger Banners of the Holy Sect below, because of this sudden Lin Xiaofeng and Situ Feng, were no longer as ambitious as before, and their minds were unstable.