Chapter 17: The Three-Headed Eagle

"Cowards, with these generals, what do you want to do. Tiangang pouted in disdain and rode his little donkey.

Some reluctantly glanced back at the north side of the mountain, always feeling that they had missed something very important by leaving.

"Senior brother, let's go, there are so many bandits, it is difficult for them to survive!" Tianyang is not stupid, he naturally sees the extraordinaryness of the Erhu and others, and he also sighed with some regret and persuaded him.

But he firmly believes that his decision is not wrong, and his eldest son Li Wenheng is the object of their support.

"Senior brother, let me make a bet with you, they will definitely survive. ”

Tiangang retorted very unconvinced, thought for a while and added: "What I'm talking about is that some people survive, not all, at least Li Wenhao can survive." ”

"Even if he survives, he doesn't want to die for others, and he dares to listen to the orders of the eldest prince?"

Tianyang patiently persuaded: "After all, this world is the world of the gate valve family, everything has a destiny, and a few people are born rich and noble, called kings, called marquises, and fight for the world."

Most people are born poor, and it is not easy to live.

Li Wenhao is just a concubine, and it is already his blessing to be able to listen to orders under the account of the eldest prince. ”

"Hmph!" Tiangang puffed and didn't speak.

"Okay, little junior brother!" Seeing that Tiangang was unhappy, Tianyang persuaded again: "At most, we met the eldest prince, pleaded for him, and spared him this time." ”

"Not uncommon!" Tiangang muttered in a low voice.

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The situation is becoming increasingly critical in the makeshift camps.

Even if the bandits are a rabble and have no training, they rush up wave after wave with their absolute numerical superiority.

After more than 3,000 people died, they still broke through the outer defense line and entered the core of the barracks.

At this point, there are no good tactics or strategies, just flesh-to-flesh close-quarters slashing.

"Kill, the officers and soldiers have no spiritual power!"

"Brothers, stop the bandits, you can't retreat!"

"Cut him!"

Swords flew sideways, blood flowed like rivers, screams, shouts of killing shook the sky, and the two sides fought together.

The strong smell of blood attracted countless birds in the mountains, and the black pressure was overwhelming, and dark clouds were hovering over the battlefield.

"Chirp. ”

Some powerful birds of prey, or large birds of prey, hissed and swooped directly from the air, they were not afraid of humans at all, and some did not even catch corpses, but directly grabbed live people.

Humans are fighting each other, birds are preying on humans, and such war scenes are simply not seen anywhere else.

After the blue-eyed tiger died, the three-headed eagle didn't know what the reason was, so he didn't send his own descendants.

The leaders sent are all leaders of some small cottages, and their strength is generally not high, Zhang Wenhe, Dohu, and other soldiers have been promoted in large numbers, and they can barely hold on.

Zhang Wenhe, in particular, belongs to the warlock of the healing department.

After advancing to the third level, release a group healing spell, which can heal two or three hundred soldiers, and the treatment effect is better, greatly alleviating the attrition of wounded soldiers.

As the fight continued, the corpses of both sides were piled up into a low wall, and their spiritual power and physical strength were basically exhausted.

"Erhu, you hold on, I'll go to the back to recover my spiritual power, and I'll be back soon!"

Zhang Wenhe ate a Qi and Blood Pill, threw a monomer treatment for Erhu, turned his head and ran backwards.

Without spiritual power, he was helpless.

"Don't worry, with me, they can't be arrogant and sweep away thousands of troops!"

The tiger stood in the middle, roared without looking back, squeezed the spiritual power that had just appeared in his body, and waved the long knife in his hand, and seven or eight bandits were cut down.

Finally took a few breaths to rest, and in the blink of an eye, a few more bandits pounced.

On the battlefield, everywhere.

Ordinary soldiers can still take turns to rest, but no one can replace the bad tiger, he can only carry it alone from beginning to end, and his tired calves and stomach are trembling.

At this time, the two sides completely became a confrontation of willpower, more than 300 people were killed and injured on the side of the Fire Raven Army, and the rest of the people took a Qi and Blood Pill, and with the blessing of all the attributes of the system, they desperately persevered.

The bandits don't have such willpower, and after dying more than 5,000, they are full of corpses, blood, and bloody breath, and this kind of environment is the biggest test of willpower.

"Quick, help me. ”

"Woo woo, I don't want to die. ”

"I'm not fighting!"

Even the new bandits weakened their legs and became weak, and finally the bandits began to break down, turned around and fled for their lives.

"Huhu," the two thieves in front of him were slashed over, and his eyes suddenly disappeared, "Poof," he sat on the ground with only one thought in his heart, and he could finally rest.

"Woo," before the tiger could recover, there was a horn sound from the south, and he barely got up to see that large red flags appeared in the mountains and forests in the distance.

Above the flag, there is a large eagle with three heads.

This bandit team, unlike the three-headed eagle team in front, was dressed in uniform black leather armor and lined up in a neat line with spears in hand.

In the chaotic bandit team, it looks very dazzling.

Between the marches, there was a momentum of the regular army of the Great Youchao.

"It's the Three-Headed Eagle Raptor Army!" the Tiger muttered in a low voice, and stood up straight with a solemn face.

The three-headed eagle is different from other bandit leaders, he imitates his subordinates after the Great Shadow Army, 3,000 for an army, and makes a raptor army.

In this area, it is not small, and it has defeated the army of Langya many times.

"Bad tiger, retreat!" Zhang Wenhe ran over from behind panting, his face was equally solemn.

Erhu looked around, on the battlefield, there were only more than four hundred soldiers left who could stand up, their eyes were moist, and they nodded vigorously.

"The whole army retreats, release the rockets!"

The fire burned, black smoke billowing into the sky, and hovering birds scattered in all directions.

Preparations had already been made to set fire to the camp, and the soldiers took advantage of the fact that the bandits had not yet launched a new attack, set fire to the camp in turn, and supported each other to retreat north.

Except for a small amount of rations, all the rest of the grain and grass were burned.

"Big boss, the Fire Raven Army set fire to the camp, we can't chase it. ”

On a hillside in the south, there were dozens of people sitting or standing, and the rattle-tailed fox in the second head of the village shook the feather fan in his hand and asked in a low voice.

"What's the hurry, you send someone to find an opportunity to tell Li Wenhao about the smuggling of pills and Xuanbing from the Turks together with the Marquis of Qingyang and the King of Langya.

Only by muddying the waters, can we benefit from it, and how good can it be to kill just one Li Wenhao?"

After the three-headed eagle finished speaking, he unhurriedly threw a piece of roast meat into his mouth and chewed it heavily.

With his movements, the two fist-sized sarcomas on the back of his neck also jumped and jumped, and the nickname of the three-headed eagle also came from this.

The three-headed eagle, the chief leader of the seventy-two villages in the Hengduan Mountains, turned out to be a deformed child.

"Chirp," a large bird flew overhead, and the three-headed eagle glanced up, a flash of brilliance in his eyes.

"Poof. With a bang, the big bird fell from the air, struggled a few times, got up in a panic, flapped its wings and flew away.

Behind him, the leaders of a group of bandits not far away, their faces turned a little pale, and a thought came to their hearts at the same time.

The fifth-order spiritual sea realm opens up the spiritual sea and releases spiritual power.