He Dali and Long Yuandong have been fighting fiercely for a long time, and at this time they have indeed lost some strength, and the original dazzling martial spirit, whether it is a mountain hoe or a cave exploration shovel, it looks not only dull, but even the model is smaller.

Long Yuandong took advantage of the gap between Han, Xue, and Zhong to step on each other's formations, and glanced at the rest of the soldiers of the Long He Army with the rest of his eyes.

Long Yuandong's blood surged, and he suddenly sang in a deep voice: "A hundred years of national hatred, the vicissitudes of life are difficult to settle! The world is in turmoil, how can we have Kangning!"

These are the first two lines of one of his favorite military songs, which are sung by all the soldiers of Longhe.

After he sang these two lines, the warriors naturally sang along:

"My generation of men, donate my life to go to the disaster!

Repair my spear, and you can calm the chaos!

The murderous atmosphere is empty, and the grass and trees are fishy!

Blood will not be shed, death will not be truce!

No blood will be shed, no truce will be fought!"

This military song is divided into several sections before and after, the rhythm is sonorous, depressed and frustrated, and every word and sentence reveals the generosity and heroism of a great hero and a husband.

The warriors were half-singing and half-roaring, and although the pitch was out of shape, their voices were loud enough to penetrate people's hearts.

Together, the originally wavering will became firm again. It seemed that for a moment, everyone felt what a joy it was to fight, and death was not so terrible at all.

Long Yuandong didn't expect that a simple military song could so boost morale and morale!

At this moment, in the valley not far away, the same song suddenly sounded:

"Blood will not be shed, death will not be truce!

Brothers are united, Mount Tai can be shaken!

Flag hunting, sleeping and eating!

Where the sword and gun go, the enemy is terrified!

Where the sword and gun go, the enemy is terrified!"

He Dali was overjoyed and said: "The military division is here! Reinforcements are coming!"

When the soldiers heard the sound of the mountains, they were immediately excited, and the morale of the army was greatly lifted, as if they saw a ray of dawn in the darkness, and they grabbed a life-saving straw in despair, and they couldn't help but raise their tones to a higher level, as if they were warmly greeting reinforcements.

For a time, in the mountainside valley, you call me, the military song is agitated, and there is a faint trace of tragedy and sorrow in the joy:

"Where the sword and gun go, the enemy is terrified!

Killing people is like hemp, ambushing millions of corpses!

Where the wind and clouds rise, the pale yellow changes!

Play the sword and make a song, and the robe is stained with blood!

A strong man joins the army and will not return it for ten years!

Not dead, no attachment?

The body is not dead, and there is no attachment!"

Everyone roared military songs, and the strength in their hands did not decrease at all, and even the pain from the wound did not seem to be so unbearable.

Long Yuandong barely blocked several tentative attacks by Han Gongting and the others, and grinned: "Old Turtle Han, your death time has come!"

When he spoke, his lips and teeth were full of scarlet blood, which made people obviously feel a little lustful and lacking in confidence.

Han Gongting sneered: "Really, I want to see who died first!"

With a wave of his right hand, the white light flashed, and six white jade chess pieces attacked Long and He.

Han Gongting is a ninety-four-level soul killer, even if Long Yuandong and He Dali are in the best full state, they are one-on-one, confident that they will be undefeated, and with one-on-two, maybe a little reluctantly, but now these two people are seriously overdrawn, and their strength is greatly reduced, and there are not only two masters of Xuemanshan and Zhong Yulou around him, but also dozens of seventh, The eighth-order disciples can be drawn out at any time, plus tens of thousands of disciples echo in the back, taking the advantage, it can be said that they have no fear, how can they let Long Yuandong bluff a few words, what are you afraid of the hundreds of reinforcements brought by Dugu Wen's waist?

The snow is full of mountains, the martial soul draws the bucket, the water attribute, the ninety-two level soul kills Luo;

Zhong Yulou, martial soul blowing torch, fire attribute, ninety-two level soul killing Luo.

If you just talk about martial souls, there is nothing strange about Han, Xue, and Zhong, let alone how domineering they are, but each of them has more than ten or twenty levels of soul power cultivation than Long and He.

Although Long and He tried their best to fight back, they were weak to return to the sky, and after only a few moments, they had been injured in many places.

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Before, on the waterfall, Dugu Wenjiao and Long Yuandong had a difference of opinion, Long Yuandong decided to take a compromise method just in case, let him lead 600 soldiers alone, take another mountain road, and meet in the lower reaches of Sleepy Dragon Bay.

Dugu Wenwaist didn't dare to delay for a moment, and led the crowd to hurry, but after only advancing for less than four or five miles, he heard the roar of the horn in the direction of Sleepy Dragon Bay, and the sound of killing was everywhere, and he immediately knew that something was wrong, and the most feared thing still happened.

The soldiers were surging and clamoring to return to the division to rescue, Duguwen judged the situation, and expected to rush back to the waterfall at this time, but in vain threw himself into the net, to no avail, so he tried his best to disagree and chose to move on.

He is proficient in the art of tracking and hiding, and his heart is as careful as a hair, and he knows the slightest thing, just through the traces of clouds moving and birds flying, and the grass and trees falling, that is, he roughly judged the enemy's troop movements, so he gave full play to the super fast marching speed of the Longhe army, and interspersed in the gaps of more than 10,000 enemy troops who came to surround and intercept them, and avoided the frontal collision several times in a row, leaving them behind, and preserving their strength well. Then he forcibly crossed the Broken Dragon Gorge and sneaked through the Barren Grass Valley, until he was about to approach the camp of the Five Elements Sect before he was intercepted by the enemy again.

Dugu Wenjiao knew that Long Yuandong and the others had burned their eyebrows, were on the verge of despair, and urgently needed to be rescued, so he no longer spared any effort, and led the soldiers to launch a crazy assault, and finally broke through the layers of blockade at the cost of more than 100 dead and wounded, and successfully joined forces with Long Yuandong and others.

After the two armies met, Dugu Wen stretched his hands horizontally, like a big bird, and quickly rushed into the Long Yuandong and He Dali battle groups.

The 500 soldiers under his command can be regarded as a new force compared to the only 300 tired soldiers left on the Far East side of the dragon.

When the two divisions converged, they took the initiative to undertake the task of engaging the enemy on the outside line.

Han Gongting saw Dugu Wen's waist join the battle circle, and said with a relaxed smile: "I'm worried that I can't find you, so I'll send it to the door myself." Killing two is killing, and killing three is also killing. I'm going to send you to Hades today!"

Dugu Wen Waist, Martial Soul White Waist Wen Bird, Seventy-four Soul Emperor. He is not as good at charging into battle as Long Yuandong and He Dali, but if he fights alone, the force value is not in vain, with extremely rare spiritual attributes, the means of dealing with the enemy are complex and changeable, virtual and real are born together, light and fluttering, and it is impossible to prevent it.

Dugu Wen's waist was in danger, but he didn't want to be compared to others in terms of momentum, so he said calmly: "Old horseman, don't think that the Long He army really fell for your plan, do you know that we are not changing pawns for cars, breaking the deadlock, taking the initiative to attack, and taking you into an army?

Zhong Yulou said frantically: "Okay! It's useless to talk too much, let's die!" Urging the soul power, three dark blue fireballs erupted from the blowtorch, burning towards Long, He, and Dugu respectively.

Burst Fireball Technique, a seven-star evaluation of fire attribute skills.

There is a huge difference in temperature between the surface and the inside of this fireball, and it can produce a violent explosion under the control of soul power.

As soon as the fireballs came out, the temperature of the air suddenly increased, and before they could come to them, they already felt a burning breath on their faces.

Han Gongting waved his hands in a row, shooting out thirty-six chess pieces in an instant, and at the same time, his right foot stomped heavily on the ground, launching the earth stabbing technique, attacking Long Yuandong, He Dali, and Dugu Wenyi.

The snowy mountain is not far behind, with one arm thrown, the martial soul draws the bucket and flies in the air, the belly of the barrel becomes larger in the wind, and it swells like a hut, but the mouth of the barrel shrinks rapidly, until it is the size of a thumb, and the whole barrel is like a huge water gun, suddenly spewing out a silver-white ultra-high-pressure water arrow.

This water arrow breaks gold and jade, easily and freely, and the power of penetrating and cutting is extremely terrifying.