Fortunately, after Lu Wangxian arranged for Yong Bowen to sit down, he did not continue to ask.

Although the fighting has stopped for a while, it does not mean that there is nothing left to do.

Under the command of Lu Wangxian, this team was busy in an orderly manner.

Some of them circled around the clock, pinching and chanting mantras from time to time, and posting talismans, apparently repairing or arranging formations.

Some of them took the bamboo barrels of archery that had just shown their might, and rearranged them in various directions, so that the striking area was wider and more reasonable.

Others stood in the heaps of overlapping corpses, chanting incantations and incinerating corpses on the battlefield.

Most of those corpses were half-human and half-horse monsters, and there were also humans, not many of them, but there were more than a hundred, and most of them were in tatters, showing that they had suffered a great sin when they died.

After Lu Wangxian finished arranging this qiē, he returned to Yong Bowen's side, and first accused him of being sneering, and then explained: "These horse demons have strange poisons, and they can turn corpses into corpses, and corpses cannot be left." I think I saw Yong Bowen with a puzzled face, so he deliberately explained.

Yong Bowen coughed dryly, wanting to explain that he was not the immortal envoy, but Lu Wangxian said: "Immortal envoy, please wait for a while, I have already informed the head of the sect, but at present, the horse demon department is attacking in a big way, and it is inconvenient to come and go, so it may take more time." ”

Raising his eyes and looking at the sky, at the end of that line of sight, a large number of half-human and half-horse demons were regrouping, and they could re-attack at any time, Lu Wangxian's expression looked a little worried, "This horse demon's attack lasted longer than before, and it was more fierce, I have participated in the battle for more than twenty years, and it is the first time I have encountered such a large-scale attack, our supplies are running out, and I don't know if we can survive this ......" As he spoke, he glanced at Yong Bowen, his expression was slightly excited, "However, there are immortals who have made your arrival, I'm sure I'll be able to get through it! As if to increase his confidence, he clenched his fist vigorously and repeated, "I will definitely survive!" ”

Yong Bowen looked at this Lu Wangxian and was in his early thirties, and he actually said that he had participated in the battle for more than 20 years, so didn't he go to the battlefield in his teens? At the moment, he asked tentatively, "How long have you been fighting the horse demon here?" ”

"It has been three hundred and sixty-seven years, five months and eight days since I was sent by the immortals, and the whole faction moved to defend the boundary of the thirty-sixth defense zone, and today is the eighth day. It has been one hundred and twenty-three years, two months and three days since the last visit of the immortal envoy. Lu Wangxian said very slippery, with his age, it was naturally impossible for him to know about this matter, so he must have heard people talk about this all day long.

For nearly 400 years, he has fought against tens of millions of demons with the power of one sect!

For what?

What kind of immortals would send them to garrison here?

Yong Bowen was full of doubts, and when he saw Lu Wangxian's expectant look, he was afraid that he would know for a while that he was not an immortal and couldn't stand this blow, so he tried his best to explain.

But he still didn't get this opportunity after all.

The scattered horse demon troops were assembled in a short time, shouting and resuming the charge.

The dense horse demon attached itself along the hillside, shouting to kill the heavens, and what they attacked one step ahead of them was the boulders and iron arrows that covered the sky, like dark clouds coming to the sky, if it was really implemented, there would be no half living thing on the top of the entire mountain.

Thankfully, there was that transparent light curtain.

It's thin, but it's indestructible!

The iron arrows of the boulder fell on it, stirring up layers of water ripple-like light waves, which were immediately crushed by the light waves.

The group that had first stood around the Kalachakra to mend the circle stood still, chanting incantations and casting spells to maintain the light curtain.

When the horse demon army approached more than 300 steps, the bamboo tube began to shoot arrows outward, and when the arrow rain went out, hundreds of horse demons were knocked down on the spot.

The horse demon troops that rushed up fell one after another like dead grass in the wind, and then rushed up again, and fell again.

The corpses were layered on top of each other, quickly filling up the ground that had just been cleared.

However, the horse demon troops did not flinch, and continued to rush upward, relying on great sacrifices, slowly but firmly advancing step by step.

"Immortal envoy, please sit down, the disciple has gone to kill the enemy!"

Lu Wangxian saluted with his fists at Yong Bowen, turned around and got on the horse, and more than 30 people turned over on the six-legged horse with him, drew their knives in their hands, and prepared to charge. Lu Wangxian looked around for a while, and saw that the horse demon troops on the east side were rushing the fastest, and they were less than a hundred steps away from the wheel of time, so he immediately swung his sword and led people into the enemy group like a whirlwind, slashing and killing. Although there were few people in this group, all of them were extremely fierce in combat, and after a few back and forth, they killed the horse demon troops on the east side. There was also a bamboo tube on the top of the mountain that extended backwards to cover the shooting cover, and the hundreds of horse demons who rushed in front were killed cleanly in just a moment.

After cutting this side, the west side was in an emergency, Lu Wangxian led the team to support the west side, killed for a while, and then helped the south side, crisscrossing and crossing, killing the encirclement, and so on several times, the attacking horse demon troops finally couldn't bear the casualties, and retreated in an uproar.

Lu Wangxian did not pursue, and led the team back into the light curtain.

When they went out, there were more than 30 people, but only 20 people came back, nearly 10 people were killed, and the rest were all wounded.

However, the horse demon left thousands of corpses on the hillside, with heavy casualties.

The battle lasted less than an hour, but its brutality and bloodiness were unparalleled.

Although Yong Bowen has also seen a lot of scenes and participated in battles in person, he has never seen such a bloody fight like a meat grinder, compared to this kind of battle, the human battles he has seen are really just pediatrics, and he can't help but be stunned and sweat in his palms.

The three teams still go their own way like the division of labor, only those who go into battle to kill are no longer busy, but sit down to rest and wrap their wounds, drink water and eat dry food to replenish their bodies.

Lu Wangxian was also stabbed three or four times, but he only wrapped it in a white cloth, and then no longer treated it, carrying a water bag and drinking wildly.

This kind of injury treatment method is too unlawful.

Yong Bowen couldn't stand it anymore, and stepped forward and said: "You can't deal with it like this, the wound will be aggravated and rupture if you fight, and it will be even worse if you get infected with dirty things." After speaking, he took out the healing talisman - fortunately, he had always been used to putting all the talismans in the talisman bag, so he was not snatched away with the sword box - and planned to treat Lu Wangxian's wounds.

Lu Wangxian looked at the yellow paper rune, frowned, and said in a low voice: "Immortal envoy, this is too wasteful, let's keep the rune paper for combat use." ”

Yong Bowen looked at the simple yellow paper talisman in his hand, and really couldn't think of a waste of it to treat injuries, isn't this healing talisman drawn to treat injuries, it's a waste not to use it, so he said: "Don't worry, I still have more here, your injuries are important, and you can continue to fight only if you are well." At the moment, Lu Wangxian was not allowed to say any more, ripped off the white cloth that covered his wounds, pasted the wounds with the talisman, turned the talisman into ashes, cured the talisman water for Lu Wangxian to drink, and then went to treat the injuries of others.

They are all young men in their twenties and thirties, and their injuries are not light, they just don't take it seriously, like Lu Wangxian, who only takes a white cloth to wrap it in a white cloth and finishes it, when Yong Bowen came over to treat their injuries with a talisman, they all looked flattered, and they refused to accept treatment after repeated refusals.