The enemy cavalry in front of Splitwind became denser and denser, more and more fierce, and more and more irrational. They are like zombies who have lost consciousness, and they are even more like gamblers who have lost their eyes, and they have pressed themselves all to the table of life and death. Mu Qingyang was like a bloodthirsty beast, his mouth let out a strange roar that had long been inhuman, the sword in his hand danced like a small wind wheel, and the enemy soldiers turned into dead souls under this impermeable knife.

The ogre's soldiers had lost a few hundred men with their suicidal resistance, and the rampaging buffalo began to slow down as it ran wildly. After losing a large number of men and horses, the ogre's Chinese army finally stopped the impact of the hammer array. Later, the rear army, which arrived in a straggler formation, came up just right, joined the remnants of the Chinese army, and built a solid defense line, completely containing the impact of the Splitting Wind army.

More of the enemy soldiers who were huddled around the perimeter had already pounced on the wild mad bull fiercely. The left and right flanks of the enemy are pulling away in formations, using the speed of the horses to directly face the flanks of the hammer array and attack in turn.

Suddenly, the casualties of the Split-Wind soldiers skyrocketed.

Splitwind hears the horn of the alarm. It was his own people who told him that his flanks had been attacked by the enemy's cavalry and that he might be broken through the formation. The hammer array must be fast, without speed it is a big and heavy bear on the battlefield, although it is huge, with rough skin and thick meat, but it will eventually be bitten to death by the evil wolves surrounded by the group. Especially on the flanks, if the large array stops, the soldiers on the flanks are basically live targets for the enemy's attacks. Over time, it's a devastating collapse.

Splitting Wind roared hard: "Left front point round hit ......, left front point round hit ......"

The trumpeters immediately gave up attacking the enemy, and under the protection of their comrades around them, they blew the horn of the change of formation with all their strength.

At this time, the Hammer Array still had a certain speed, which was enough to change the formation. And the two wings of the two sides that are fighting bloody are very generous because of the distance that the enemy needs to let the war horses run, which is more powerful than the movement of the flank cavalry

As the sound of a huge horn soaring into the sky, the soldiers of Splitting Wind ignored the enemy's brutal attacks on them and began to change formations. The entire hammer array is an iron plate. Now the iron plate is centered on the front point of the left flank and begins to turn slowly but resolutely. The soldiers at the front point of the left flank did not hesitate in the slightest. Immediately tightened the reins and stopped the galloping horse. Under the cover of his comrades-in-arms, the flag bearer suddenly raised the three-zhang high fiery red eagle handsome flag. The huge banner fluttered in the wind, and it looked unusually eye-catching in the fierce battlefield. It was as if to tell the soldiers: I am the center.

The splitting wind urged the horse to turn obliquely with the formation, slashing left and right. But there are too many enemies in front of them, and the resistance is very great. The scene of the bull running in the bull field rushing left and right in the midst of the enemy's encirclement suddenly jumped into his mind. No, soldiers must not be slaughtered. Splitting Wind tightened the reins of the horse with his left hand, and the whole person jumped on the horse's back and stood up. Stood up.

In such a fierce battlefield, exposing yourself to the range of all enemies is nothing short of insane. Mu Qingyang next to him was stunned, he didn't even have time to shout danger, he threw his war knife towards the three long arrows that were whistling towards the splitting wind. At the same time, the right hand quickly removed the handsome flag from the horse's belly, and unfurled it against the wind, and before it could be raised, more long arrows had already been shot. Mu Qingyang roared. With all your strength, wave the three-zhang long flagpole. Fight to push away the arrows fired by the enemy. One or two still escaped Mu Qingyang's blockade, but they were all in danger and deviated from the splitting wind. The banner unfurled, blocking the figure of the splitting wind.

Splitwind was already facing his subordinates at this time, completely ignoring the enemy behind him, raised his sword and shouted: "Hoho......"

The warriors who followed saw the bravery of the chief. The morale of all of them was greatly boosted, and then they raised their arms and shouted: "Ho ho ......" The shout alarmed all the soldiers on the battlefield who were engrossed in killing the enemy, and they suddenly looked up and saw a scene they would never forget: the leader stood on the back of a galloping horse, and a huge red eagle flag was waving in the wind behind him. The leader is leading them to the slaughter. The chiefs are shouting, they are shouting.

"Ho-ho......" The soldiers unanimously shouted from the bottom of their hearts their determination to fight to the death.

The soldiers suddenly felt that their bodies were filled with infinite strength, their blood was boiling in their veins, their murderous aura was soaring, and their strong battle intent reached its peak in an instant......

Splitting Wind waved his sword high and roared with the soldiers again: "Ho Ho ......" The deafening roar finally brought out the endless strength of the soldiers. Listening to the ogre soldier's ears, it was like a bolt from the blue, and the fear and panic in his heart almost reached its peak.

Splitting Wind turned and landed on the horse's back, and pointed forward with his sword, "Kill......

He had two long arrows stuck in his back.

Although Mu Qingyang used every means to wave the huge banner and try to help him block the arrows, he still couldn't avoid his injury. The speed of the large array suddenly increased. No matter how hard the ogre's soldiers resisted, they couldn't stop the rotation of the formation. The crazy bison was roped and was circling around a center even more frantically.

All the lives in this circle were crushed into powder in the blink of an eye.

The gyro array in this circular movement is the change of the hammer array on the battlefield. It is very difficult to change formations. There are too many restrictions on speed, time, number of enemies, enemy attack methods, one's morale, tactical literacy, etc., and the success rate is almost non-existent. But today, due to the split wind, the other party was caught off guard. The opposing troops rushed to fight in an unorganized formation and lack of preparation, which finally led to defeat and achieved the glory of the Hammer Array.

The Gyro Array spun wildly on the battlefield, moving rapidly, trying to turn all the life that could be sucked into ashes.

The ogre army began to surround this large array, organizing small detachments of 100 people, like sharp arrows, taking turns to attack the large array from different directions, trying to tear open the gap and roll the spinning top into pieces.

The battle has entered a stalemate.

Shatterstar fired an arrow at the enemy in the distance, shouting at Cullen, "Enemy reinforcements have come up." ”

Cullen retracted his thoughts and looked in the direction of Shatterstar's finger. A force of four or five hundred men had already rushed out of Sareen's camp.

After Seondeok's departure, Sarin's guards carried Salene back to the camp. Salene had a blue nose and swollen face, and her ribs were broken a few times, and she couldn't get up at all. She cursed the eighteen generations of Shande's ancestors countless times.

Her subordinates reported to her the latest battle situation. asked her if she had sent reinforcements to support the Chinese army on the battlefield according to Ku Yueshan's original method. Wipe out Cullen and Shatterstar's forces as quickly as possible. Then draw troops to support the left flank. It's just that in this way, except for a few attendants, there is not a single soldier around Salene.

Salene cried out almost nervously, "Go and kill them." Go all, don't stay here. ”

Seondeok's entire army has been dispatched, and there is not a single reinforcement left. If you want to survive, you have to rely on yourself. She couldn't help but think of Kuyue Mountain, who was at the end of her rope. I'm going to get to this point soon. Immediately, she saw Ku Yueshan's corpse.

She shouted, "Throw him out." Throw it out......"

The attendant who had already walked outside the tent hurriedly ran in again, and hurriedly carried Ku Yueshan's body out of the big tent.

Salene lay alone on the ground, and the sound of the horses' hooves galloping away could be heard in her ears, and the sound of fighting on the battlefield one after another.

After nearly an hour and a half of fierce fighting, the soldiers on both sides were mentally numbed by the blood and cruelty. On the battlefield in the southwest, the troops of the Splitting Wind fought fiercely with the troops of Seondeok. On the battlefield to the northwest, Ghost Iron's troops are fighting with Saline's left flank forces for every inch of land. On the right side of the battlefield to the northwest, Sareen's forces are encircling and destroying the forces of Cullen and Shatterstar. This nail is driven too deeply. Although there were only five hundred people left, they firmly pinned down Saline's five thousand.

They must persevere. If they were wiped out, Sareen's forces would have at least a thousand men freed up to join the left flank battlefield. And the troops of the left flank Ghost Iron, although slightly superior, were only very weak. As long as there is an external force to break through one of the encirclements. The encirclement of the ghost iron will collapse immediately. But then Oni Iron's troops will be fatally attacked because of the excessive encirclement and scattered forces. Once the Oni Iron Division is defeated, it is possible that Salene will once again free up her forces to join the battlefield in the southwest.

Will they still have support? Cullen and Shatterstar are expecting a miracle.

Cullen had been stabbed several times, and several long arrows had been inserted in his chest and back, and the blood had stained his whole body. He had exhausted all his strength and blood, and slowly fell to his knees. He struggled to open his eyes and not let him close.

He saw hordes of goblins running behind him. Seeing the remnants of a dozen warriors being swarmed by the enemy, chopped into blood clots. Shattered Star was seen pierced through the chest by a dozen spears. Nailed to a dead horse. Seeing that the handsome banner of the splitting wind was cut by the enemy, the fiery red banner was trampled at the feet of the enemy. Soaking in blood-soaked grass.

He heard someone calling him, a very familiar voice calling him. But he didn't have the strength to turn his head anymore. He remembered that it was Ghost Iron calling him, it was Ghost Iron. He saw the blue sky.

The voice grew farther and farther away from him, farther and farther away.

Oni Iron led the soldiers to finally gnaw the last bone. The two thousand enemies they surrounded were all annihilated. The soldiers are not only tired, many of them are already unable to lift their swords. Pyrrhic victory. That is, a pyrrhic victory. Kill 1,000 enemies and lose 800 yourself. There were only 1,300 or 400 soldiers left, and the wounded soldiers basically accounted for half of them.

Oni Tie half-knelt on the ground and shouted to the trumpeters lying beside him, "Quick, blow the rallying call." "In just over two hours. He's been blowing the rallying horn no less than a hundred times. The soldier lay on the ground and blew his horn. Many of the moving soldiers stood up again, climbed on their horses as fast as they could, and took up their weapons. Ghost Tie looked at the battlefield a hundred steps away from him, and muttered silently in his heart: "Kulun, you must live, I have come to save you." ”

Ghost Iron raised the handsome banner of the splitting wind, the fiery red eagle flag.

"Kill......" he kicked the horse in the belly. The war horse was in pain and immediately rushed out. More than 600 soldiers followed him closely, and under the leadership of the flying banner, they killed the Chinese army on the battlefield. The enemy immediately met him. The two sides fought again. The soldiers on both sides were already numbed by the blood and death. Without saying a word, they tore at each other like two wolves.

Oni Iron handed the banner to the hornmen behind him, picked up the strong bow, and shot continuously. He kept shouting as he looked inside, "Cullen...... Coulomb ......"

But he didn't hear the familiar roar of his comrades, he didn't see the figure of the fierce fighting soldiers, he only saw the enemy soldiers constantly killing in his direction. His heart sank in anticipation.

The hand that Oni Iron stretched out behind his back stopped. He had finished shooting the arrows in the quiver. At this moment he saw a young ogre smiling at him not far away. Then he felt a pain in his heart, a sharp pain. He looked down and saw that a long black arrow had been stuck in his chest, and the black feathers of the tail were still stained with blood. He slowly looked up at the ogre. The ogre was already dead, lying on his horse, with seven or eight arrows shot in his back.

Oni Iron slowly rode his horse forward. Blood was already pouring out, running down his chest. Warm blood. Soft sunset. Azure sky. Oni Tie suddenly felt very relaxed, very calm, and had a feeling that he was going to go with the wind.

He saw Cullen. Cullen straightened up, kneeling on the grass, looking up at the sky.

Onitsu knew he was dead. He slowly slid off his horse and sat down beside Cullen. He looked at Cullen, silently. Oni Iron slowly lay down on the grass.

Splitting Wind slumped on a dead warhorse.

The gyro array has fallen apart. Eventually, it was broken with life and blood by the ogre's soldiers. The battlefield was full of soldiers from both sides fighting each other.

Mu Qingyang was naked, his hair was scattered, and he held a knife in one hand, slashing and slashing around the left and right of the splitting wind. His fierce demeanor, murderous momentum, and invincible martial prowess not only did not frighten the ogre soldiers, but provoked them to rush upwards like a bunch of madmen, regardless of life or death, as if they would not give up until they killed him.

Splitting Wind was hit by an arrow in his leg, an arrow in his back, and a knife in his waist, and he was no longer able to fight.

He stared blankly at the battlefield in the northwest that was gradually falling silent, and his heart was as heavy as lead. The battle over there seems to be over. The sparse horses were still running aimlessly, and the shouts of the warriors and the clash of swords and guns had slowly thinned out to the point of becoming inaudible. The only thing that stands out is that the fiery red flag is still standing on the battlefield.

He believed that his men would defeat Saline. The battlefield on his side has been securely won, and all he needs is time to completely annihilate the ogre. Both sides have gone crazy, and without reason, it is impossible for anyone to surrender. (To be continued.) )