Chapter 965: Fierce Battle

Time passed little by little, and as the battle continued, the Blues were more scattered, because of the expansion of the battlefield, Lin Xuanzhong could no longer see which side had the advantage. And at this moment, on Feng Yiyang's side, a figure shuttled through the crowd and came straight to this side.

That person was at least a seventh-order martial cultivator, and he came out of the melee area directly after passing through the blue army, and then came towards Lin Xuanzhong with a weapon.

"General, it's not good," seeing that the person who came was not good, the two heralds who also noticed that person appeared directly rode in front of Lin Xuanzhong.

As soon as a team of guards was transferred, a murderous enemy personnel came over in a blink of an eye, and while he was a little surprised, Lin Xuanzhong hurriedly ordered the two heralds: "You two go forward and the other go back, be sure to tell General Yang and General Ruan to ensure the victory of this battle, and I will deal with that person myself." ”

There was not much time, and after explaining to the two heralds, Lin Xuanzhong hurriedly turned over from his horse. If you want to deal with a high-level martial cultivator with unknown strength, you are more sure on the ground.

"Yes," probably because they trusted Lin Xuanzhong's strength, the two heralds agreed one after another and then dispersed directly left and right, informing Lin Xuanzhong's order to Yang Shifeng and Ruan Yi, who were in charge of leading the army.

And the reason why Lin Xuanzhong didn't call people to come over to help was because they had few people, and because Lin Xuanzhong was a little confident in his strength. In addition, before this, Lin Xuanzhong never thought that Rao Jun would send someone to kill him alone, and it was not long after the war between the two sides began.

At a distance of dozens of meters, the person had already appeared in front of him, a genuine eighth-order martial cultivator, and the powerful aura that pressed over made Lin Xuanzhong feel terrified. In comparison, the little murderous aura on Lin Xuanzhong's body was not worth mentioning at all.

Subconsciously thought that Rao Jun wanted to assassinate him, the little luck in Lin Xuanzhong's heart disappeared without a trace in an instant. In addition to being shocked, Lin Xuanzhong also thought that he couldn't call someone for help, because an eighth-order martial cultivator was not an ordinary seventh-order martial cultivator who could handle it. When Lin Xuanzhong realized that he could only deal with it on his own, a distant force attacked with a crisp voice, and the invisible power directly made Lin Xuanzhong's eyes widen.

After moving his feet to avoid that momentum, a spear in the opponent's hand had already rushed over, and the power of the spear made Lin Xuanzhong realize that any attack from the other party was not something he could block. Almost when the power carried by the spear was about to hurt Lin Xuanzhong, Lin Xuanzhong dodged as soon as possible, but was forced back more than a dozen steps by the other party in a row.

The fierceness of the other party could not be described in words, and when he realized that there was no possibility of victory, Lin Xuanzhong was thinking about whether to call someone for help, and on the other hand, he thought that retreating further might affect the combat of the personnel in the rear, because the opponent in front of him only had killing intent in his eyes, and it was not difficult to guess that the other party would not care about the life and death of ordinary soldiers.

When Lin Xuanzhong was about to lure his opponent to another position, the man began to attack with his strength again, constantly blocking Lin Xuanzhong's range of movement, as if he wanted to kill Lin Xuanzhong immediately.

The other party can use his strength at any cost, but Lin Xuanzhong cannot, if it weren't for the experience of fighting with the wind, the other party's momentum alone could destroy Lin Xuanzhong's will to resist.

After retreating dozens of meters again and again, the sound of fierce battles behind him became louder and louder. Now Ruan Yi and they shouldn't be able to pull out, since this is the case, Lin Xuanzhong can only try to lure the other party away.

After a period of nervousness, Lin Xuanzhong no longer panicked, and his emotions gradually calmed down. For Lin Xuanzhong, he must be very careful with such a powerful high-level martial cultivator, otherwise there is only a dead end once he makes a mistake.

After constantly running the bow, the Yuan Force in his body was abundant, and after making mental preparations, a dodge body directly broke away from the opponent's attack gap, and retreated towards the north in a blink of an eye.

On the other side, that high-level martial cultivator was in hot pursuit, and the strength drawn by the spear was incomparable, and under the pressure of the powerful momentum, Lin Xuanzhong's yuan power was rapidly consumed. The strength of the other party is too strong, and it is somewhat similar to Feng Zicheng, who has fought before. If you can't find a way to deal with it as soon as possible, waiting for the lack of yuan power in your body is still a dead end, Lin Xuanzhong sees the situation in front of him very clearly.

It is worth mentioning that after observing the opponent for a while, Lin Xuanzhong was a little surprised to notice that the other party's dress was a little special, looking like a person in the puppet army, but how could there be such a master in the puppet army, and he was dressed so neatly.

"Sure enough, it's good," After a few rounds of fierce attacks, the other party seemed to be deliberately slowing down the offensive, and also took this opportunity to praise Lin Xuanzhong.

"Who are you?" happened to guess the identity of the other party, and since the other party took the initiative to speak, Lin Xuanzhong answered very simply.

"The one who killed you," sneered, and saw the man say with a cold face: "But don't worry, when you are about to die, I will naturally tell you my true identity." ”

"Then you try," the other party's answer made Lin Xuanzhong feel a little weird, the other party didn't look like a puppet army that would be used by Rao Jun, but it was not Rao Jun's pretend, the more he looked at it, the more confusing it became.

"The flag is fluttering, the war drums are excited, the muddy battlefield, countless children, wearing armor and holding spears, not for the mountains, not for the dangerous river, just to protect the beautiful hometown......" Just when the other party was about to attack again, a familiar and unfamiliar song suddenly sounded in his ears. After listening carefully, Lin Xuanzhong recalled that it was a battle song he had heard when he was in Fancheng a long time ago.

The role of the war song is to inspire, thinking of this, Lin Xuanzhong immediately realized that it might be that the blue army was not in a good position, so he sang the war song, but the song sounded full of momentum, not like a battle disadvantage.

It's a pity that under the pressure of the opponent, Lin Xuanzhong had no time to observe the game on both sides, and could only use his best to resist the opponent's attack.

That fatal attack stimulated Lin Xuanzhong's potential, Lin Xuanzhong's body technique continued to improve between life and death, and the various comprehensions brought by the improvement of the body technique impacted Lin Xuanzhong's consciousness, and the vitality in his body was agitated, constantly colliding with various meridians, and in a blink of an eye, the operation of the body technique became smoother.

But the good times didn't last long, and after dodging the deadly attacks from the opponent again and again, the surging vitality in his body passed at a speed that shocked Lin Xuanzhong. When Lin Xuanzhong felt that he seemed to be able to get out of the six steps and eight wilderness on his own, the remaining vitality was no longer enough to use his body technique, but in the past time, Lin Xuanzhong did not find any opportunity to get him out of danger.

The opponent's repeated attacks did reveal a lot of flaws, but the powerful Yuan Force ensured that the opponent's attacks were continuous, and a spear was used with ease, but in fact, there were no flaws at all. Under the opponent's strong attack, Lin Xuanzhong's movable range became smaller and smaller, and coupled with his own Yuan Force consumption, his speed had slowed down. The difficulty of fighting with the eighth-order martial cultivator made Lin Xuanzhong miserable.

In less than half a quarter of an hour, just like when he competed with Yang Ting that day, Lin Xuanzhong was completely at a disadvantage. Unlike last time, although he had forcibly walked out of the six steps and eight wildernesses, under the fierce attack of the opponent, Lin Xuanzhong's movement speed was still greatly limited because the Yuan Force was not sufficient.

At the same time, in the main battlefield, the formation of the two armies is full of flags and suns, war drums and thunder, in the continuous sound of war drums, thousands of troops and horses rush to kill each other, hundreds of thousands of people throw their heads and spill blood, bravely move forward, never die, stumps and broken arms fly everywhere, red blood looks particularly glamorous in the sun. As Bai Shuilian expected, the Rao army, which had the advantage in numbers, used an offensive battle formation in the decisive battle, which was called a "goose-shaped formation" in the war book.

The characteristics of the goose-shaped formation are that the Rao army arranges more soldiers from the front to the back, so as to launch a fierce attack on the blue army one by one, until the blue army is finally scattered, and then a massacre is launched when the blue army formation is scattered and demoralized, of course, this is the plan of the Rao army.

Understanding the characteristics of this formation, Bai Shuilian naturally adjusted the deployment of troops as soon as possible, and arranged layers of ordinary soldiers on the periphery to meet the charge of the Rao army. Knowing that the Rao army had placed all the heavy shield soldiers in the rear of the battle formation, Bai Shuilian prepared two more cavalry to attack the rear of the enemy's battle formation.

It was a risk to use cavalry against heavy shields, but if they wanted to win the battle, they had to start from the rear of the Rao army. At present, the situation on the main battlefield is under the control of Bai Shuilian, and the critical time to decide the outcome has not yet come.

In another battlefield, General Zhang's place, the battle situation there can be described as "tragic". Originally, the team led by General Zhang was not an elite division, and the number of people was 30,000 less than that of the other party, and the 100,000 Rao army was also a goose-shaped formation.

The goose-shaped formation was originally suitable for the small side to attack, but now the Rao army used this formation with more people than the blue army, and it seems to be more powerful. Even if there are no heavy shield soldiers in the Rao army here, General Zhang and a group of soldiers can still only fight bloody battles and treat death as home, so under the fierce charge of the Rao army, the battle situation was extremely tragic from the beginning.

Putting aside the situation of the two battlefields, Lin Xuanzhong's place, after such a long time, the two heralds who were taken away by Lin Xuanzhong before had already passed the order to Yang Shifeng and Ruan Yi, no matter what, to ensure the victory of this battle, and then the battle song officially rose because of this, it was not Lin Xuanzhong's imagination that the blue army was in trouble, those songs were to let the scattered blue army know that there were their companions around.

Especially those who rush to the front, they can also use singing as a signal to guide the rear personnel to step forward for reinforcements.

Regardless of the strength of the voice, as long as the song is heard, the Blues will rush forward bravely, and the battle line is long, but it has been pushing forward.