The Qing soldier felt that the head of the gun was sinking, and before he could react, I slashed his throat with a knife. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Blood gushed from the severed neck and splashed coldly on my face. The hot liquid made me want to lean over and vomit, but I suppressed the idea that it was not good for the battlefield, and turned to meet a Qing soldier.

The battle is raging.

The soldiers of the Desheng battalion in charge of the rear of the palace were forced to constantly retreat under the fierce attack of the enemy.

Although these soldiers were well-trained, they were far inferior in number, and soon nearly half of them were killed or wounded, and the remaining 500 people were divided and surrounded by the swarming enemy into a dozen small pieces.

My comrades-in-arms fell one after another, and I was shot three times myself, although it was not a fatal part, but it was constantly draining my physical strength.

Seeing that the enemy was pouring forward one after another, and my own men and horses were getting fewer and smaller, I was secretly anxious, wondering why this damn retreat has not been sounded yet? If we continue to fight like this, the whole battalion of more than 1,000 people will be wiped out!

At this moment, the horn sounded to make the Desheng battalion retreat.

Everyone was shocked, and rushed out of the enemy's encirclement like a tiger trying to get out of trouble, and retreated towards the Tiger Leaping Ridge behind them.

Nalan Wentian, who was far behind the military formation, looked at this scene from afar, and a subtle smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. At first, he suspected that this was a trick by the veteran Guo Yuan to lure the enemy, so he slowed down the pursuit of the whole army. But when he saw that the soldiers of the Desheng battalion were so desperate, and the footsteps of the main force of Guo's reinforcements were chaotic when they retreated, it was obviously a real rout. He did not want to lose the opportunity to completely annihilate the enemy army, so he immediately ordered his troops to pursue at full speed.

A loud roar sounded on the ground, and the Qing soldiers who were rushing to attack suddenly stopped their offensive and dodged towards the waves on both sides.

The earth shook slightly, and a terrifyingly large black strange horse rushed through the Qing army formation in front of it and came to the soldiers of the Desheng battalion.

Not only was the strange horse huge, but it also had a pair of horns on its head, bared teeth, and red eyes, like a monster from hell.

Behind it were two Nuwa warriors on foot, dragging their long tails, each carrying a pair of heavy short-handled axes.

Ao Kuang turned into a human form, and his tail changed into two thick thighs sandwiching the horse's belly, as if a demon god was looking at the people in front of him. When his giant eyes as big as bronze bells swept over the Taiping soldiers one by one, everyone felt as if lightning had passed through their bodies.

It was a terrible feeling.

The crowd began to sweat.

Fear.

Extreme fear.

Ao Kuang rushed left and right in the crowd, and before he could rush, three or four Desheng battalion soldiers fell.

I cried out in my heart, abandoned the Qing soldiers in front of me, and turned to kill Ao Kuang.

Halfway through, four big axes flew in a roar.

These two Nuwa warriors are Ao Kuang's disciples, and although their cultivation is far inferior to Ao Kuang, the combined strength of the two is not trivial.

The axe staggered back and forth in response to four different forces of different weights halfway through, but all of them cut to all my advance and retreat routes.

It's just a pity that they met me.

The sound of the "bell ......" weapons clashing endlessly, I first picked off two of them with my spear, and then raised the glowing treasure wheel. The Glowing Treasure Wheel moved as it pleased, easily smashing away the remaining two large axes.

I suddenly soared above the heads of the two Nuwa warriors.

Just as the two of them were dumbfounded, unaware of what was happening, the spear in my hand suddenly spat out like a poisonous snake, leaving a bloody hole in the center of each of their eyebrows.

Ao Kuang lost two disciples, jumped off the horse after a cry of sorrow, took out a pair of famous "Taishan axes" from the broad belt, put a point on his chest, and poured two axes with eighty percent of the "divine power formula" true power, and slashed at me with cold light.

This groundbreaking blow brought a storm of dancing winds and a roar like the thunder of heaven and earth, raging the nerves of the gods.

Many of the weaker human warriors were stunned by the sound waves.

I endured the intense pressure and sonic attack on my face, and by the light of the day, the spears burst into a puff of air on both sides of my body, vaguely conjuring up a few distant thunders in the sky, and facing the enemy without fear.

This move with a spear instead of a palm set off a wave of momentum in the already unquiet valley, and the roar that tore through the sky seemed to suppress the dancing storm.

In the real air rotation, the power has been improved again!

"Ao Kuang, take your life!"

At the moment when these two powerful air masses that changed the color of heaven and earth intersected, I suddenly jumped to the left and the air, and the shadow of the spear was horizontal to the right, staggering the giant axe that was slashing at me with a single shot, and quickly drew a hidden red light and sent it lightly towards Ao Kuang's bare neck.

In the flash of light, Ao Kuang leaned back, and his left axe was quickly retracted, slashing at the spearhead impartially.

How could a spear made of ordinary steel resist the "Taishan Axe" made of deep sea iron, and it was cut in two at the time.

After all, my skill is more than a step lower than Ao Kuang, and under such a careless hard defense, the domineering true qi of the divine power technique drilled into my body through the spear was so shocked that blood spurted wildly, and I twisted my body in mid-air, and fell a few feet away.

Ao Kuang laughed long, the majestic body of the mountain pressed against me with a condescending momentum, and the shadows that swirled left and right suddenly converged above the head, and the Taishan axe weighing three hundred and sixty catties fell heavily.

He was excited, he was crazy, he was like the insatiable bloodthirsty skeleton in his hand, greedily sucking the thick smell of blood in the air, looking for the next target to splash blood, and the deep sunken eye sockets on the giant skull were also the color of blood.

Blood-soaked axes swirled around toothed skeletons, whistling in a gloomy wind that wanted to suck the warm, flowing fluids inside me. A terrifying roar sounded in the array, fueling the power of this blow.

I stood in the bitter cold wind, and a meaningful smile spread out of my lips.

There was a metallic hum overhead.

Ao Kuang was stunned for a moment, and then understood that it was too late!

The red glowing treasure wheel came to the top of Ao Kuang's head at some point, and he was exhausted, but when he wanted to defend himself, he was too late.

No one could see the change at that moment, only a terrible scream that shook the sky, Ao Kuang's huge body pushed Jin Shan to the ground like a jade pillar, his limbs twitched, and then there was no movement.

A burst of cheers erupted in the Desheng camp, and no one dared to underestimate me anymore.

At this time, the remaining soldiers of the Desheng battalion retreated into the Tiger Leaping Ridge under the leadership of Yang Lin, the commander of Zhichong.

When Nalan Wentian led all the men and horses to chase all the way into the Tiger Leaping Ridge, he saw that the mountains and rocks on both sides were craggy, and a murderous aura faintly revealed from the hillside.

He suddenly screamed in his heart, and hurriedly gave the order to retreat, but unfortunately it was too late. (To be continued.) )