"Wait!" "Slow!" the leading general suddenly shouted: "General Ben still adheres to his previous judgment, the ambush soldiers in this valley may be very deep and secret, especially in the night and starlight, it is even more difficult to detect easily, so ...... ＂

"I really don't know how my uncle could hand over the command of this vanguard army to a general who looks forward and backward?" Murong Jinghong sneered with some contempt: "If you stubbornly insist on seeing it, you can stay where you are, and I will personally lead 100,000 troops into the valley to suppress it." Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ＂

"It's okay, be prepared, if something really happens, at least there is a safe way out. The leader nodded in agreement with the plan, but it was difficult to hide a sense of foreboding in his heart, and he even sincerely hoped that his judgment was wrong.

"Okay! That's it, the general waits here?? Good news!" Murong Jinghong waved his hand towards the valley; "Let's go!" the whole army is advancing rapidly...... ＂

"Rush!" At the sound of an order, 100,000 soldiers galloped on horseback, their hooves sounded like thunder, rolling up the dust, covering the sky, and disappeared into the deep and narrow valley in a blink of an eye.

The leading general frowned slightly, his eyes revealed a hint of melancholy, and the remaining nearly 70,000 troops and horses were ready to fight, and once there was a change, he immediately went to help.

Thundered......

There was a sudden thunderous roar in the valley, and on the cliffs at both ends of the valley, the boulders suddenly collapsed, covering the sky and the sun, and poured down like a torrential downpour.

"Not good! Sure enough, there is an ambush!" The leading general outside the valley mouth exclaimed in shock, and as soon as the words fell, he was about to lead the army to respond, but he didn't know that only between breaths, countless falling boulders had fallen down the entire valley mouth, and all connections inside and outside the valley were completely cut off.

"It's over!" the leading general couldn't help but look up to the sky and cry out, the poor 100,000 iron-blooded army was dragged into the abyss of death by this ignorant and arrogant young city lord, and it was almost certain that no one could escape from life. It can be said that he has not been a teacher?? died first, and it was really unjust to die.

The road in the canyon is winding, nine twists and eighteen turns, the widest point is only about 30 meters, 100,000 military horses are crowded in the middle, and a boulder can be smashed down in an instant, and there is no room to dodge and maneuver, people shout and neigh each other crowded, collided, panicked and chaotic.

Although Murong Jinghong was frightened at this time, he was also calm, while calmly directing everyone to abandon their horses, and chose to quickly approach the mountain wall, dodging the attack of the boulder, while waving his hand to fly a few oncoming boulders, a step straight to the depression of the mountain wall.

It's just that in a moment, all the passages in the mouth of the canyon are already full of corpses, and the blood and water are flowing like streams, which is absolutely shocking, and the human Shura is miserable.

After a sad inventory of the casualties, Murong Jinghong almost fell to the ground with blood, almost none of the dark clouds and snow lions and horses survived, and there were less than 10,000 of the 100,000 people left, including countless disabled soldiers, and most of the people who were lucky enough to be safe and sound for the time being were high-end martial artists with outstanding cultivation.

Such a terrifying situation is beyond the control of human beings, and if you are hit by any of these flying stones, you will be smashed into a pulp.

The current situation seems to have been forced into a desperate situation, and anyone who shows their heads will be immediately attacked by flying stones, and it seems that it will not work to force their way out.

Murong Jinghong quickly calmed down, carefully observing the surrounding terrain and landforms, imagining various possible directions to break through, and rehearsing them in his mind over and over again. The conclusion is that it fails, fails, and fails! The ratio of survival is less than 10%. Does God really want to cut me off from this canyon?

At this time, Murong Jinghong really realized that he was arrogant and ignorant, and he was ridiculously wrong! No wonder his uncle did not hand over the command of the vanguard army to himself, and he regretted that he should not be blinded by the anger of shameful revenge, if he ......

Time does not go back, and all the "ifs" are just a kind of after-reflection and self-confession, which cannot change the actual reality. Therefore, Murong Jinghong angrily stretched out a middle finger towards the sky, if the sky stops me, I will draw my sword and break through the sky!

If you look in the direction of your middle finger, you will see a cliff about 10 meters wide and with an inclination of between 70 and 80 meters, which is smooth as a mirror, and will go straight to the top of the cliff. Sink down again and rehearse several times in your mind, and the probability of success is more than 70%. Not to mention seventy percent, even half to half is worth betting.

Life is a big gamble, not to mention, the lives of the surviving soldiers are all picked up, and it's a big deal to gamble with their lives again. As a result, Murong Jinghong no longer hesitated, once he decided something, he would never change it even if he died a hundred times.

Decisively explained the breakthrough plan he set up to the soldiers in detail, and after seeing that everyone understood it clearly, he gave the breakthrough order with confidence.

"One team of 100 people, climb up from this mountain wall on the opposite side and go straight to the top. There must be no sound during the whole operation, and immediately after going up, all the enemies lurking on the peak will be cleared silently. Do you understand everything?"

"Understood!" the soldiers replied softly.

At this moment, time seems to pass very slowly, giving people a feeling of time like a year. Finally, until the moonlight and stars faded, the cliff opposite was only thirty meters, and only a blurry image could be seen.

"Action!" Murong shouted softly, and took the lead in leading a group of people to fly towards the opposite mountain wall, like dozens of birds in the dark night, constantly leaping and flying towards the peak.

Immediately afterwards, a string of figures slowly squirmed between the mountain walls, silently climbing upward, as for those disabled soldiers who could not participate in the action, the current situation could not be taken care of at all, and they could only be left to their fate.

This is a well-planned killing game, which can be described as interconnected, and even if it is lucky to break out of the dead place, it does not mean that it is out of a desperate situation, and it may be approaching another death trap.

In the night when the stars retreated, nearly 6,000 soldiers of the vanguard army who escaped death finally climbed to the peak with difficulty along the steep cliff wall without danger, but what awaited them was a silent and bloody and cruel attack and killing battle.

At night, the moon disappears, and some misty night skies are sprinkled with fine rain, dissipating the heat in the air and filling it with a refreshing atmosphere.

Above the peaks of the inky black. It looks hazy in the drizzle, adding a bit of cold silence and an eerie atmosphere. This is definitely a good weather for killing, and the dark rainy night can hide all the whereabouts and breath, and it is not easy to leave any traces after the hunt.

In the gloomy jungle on a rainy night, I don't know how many pairs of wolf-like cold eyes are looking at this dark peak very patiently.

Squeak! Trunk...... How can there be a trembling sound of cicadas chirping on a rainy night, it is clearly a special way to contact and give orders.

Sure enough, after the sound of cicadas, there were constantly figures on the peak, in all directions, black and pressing, and people were drilling, at least thousands of people. The essence of each of them shimmered, showing that these people all had quite good cultivation.

The unified action of these thousands of people was scattered but not chaotic, and there was no sound at all, and it was obvious that it looked like a well-disciplined and well-trained team. One by one, the people floated and agile like ghosts, moving and jumping in an orderly manner, and they quietly rushed into the surrounding jungle without making a sound, which shows that each of these people can definitely be included in the ranks of masters.

The whole operation appeared to be very cautious until it was further determined that there were no signs of anything suspicious, and it was very quickly tacitly formed into a group of ten, carefully groping its way in various directions.

Braving the cold drizzle, thousands of people braved the cold drizzle, among the dark trees and trees, a team of ten people sneaked around their waists, looking for each other back and forth, forming a mutual echo momentum, as if looking for a target to hunt.

The person who commanded the implementation of this hunt operation was Murong Jinghong, who was desperate for life, vowing to completely kill the ambush on this peak, although he had carefully planned, but he forgot Feng Lin Mojin's wise words, if he knew that he was leading his soldiers step by step towards the jungle of death, I don't know if he would still advance like this?

Between the dark trees, close to each other, they could only vaguely discern a vague image, and even if the people next to them suddenly disappeared silently, they were at a loss.

One by one, the living beings fell silently, and they died without understanding what had happened, and they left the world without even uttering the last syllable.

Zhuge Shen's crossbow flashed in the darkness, firing ten arrows at a time, accurate and silent. The silent and brutal assault continued, and the soil at the summit was almost soaked with bright red blood, emitting a strong fishy smell, and the mountain wind blew and scattered in all directions.

In the deep and dark woods, it is difficult to see, and the simulation is progressing, and even the five-person group collectively falls into a ten-meter deep pit, and the bottom of the pit is densely covered with sharp bamboo tips, and there is no possibility of survival once it falls.

For a while, the sound of screams and exclamations came and went one after another among the trees, and these terrible screams that continued to come out seemed poignant and penetrating in the rainy night, and they were terrifying to hear.

The more I move forward, the more I feel panicked, and everyone is in danger. All those who were still alive were carrying their backs to each other, and they looked after each other in horror to guard against enemy attacks. As everyone knows, a huge tree suddenly fell above his head at some point, and a row of wooden arrows flew out. It can be said that it is impossible to prevent it, and those who are recruited are either killed or injured.

Those who are alive don't know if they can still stand and breathe when they take the next step. Suddenly someone next to him still lowered the blade in his hand, covering his neck with both hands, although he couldn't see the expression on his face, he could smell a strong smell of blood, and the fool understood what was happening, and he must have been silently wiped on his neck.