Arrows can only block one piece of heaven and earth, and under another clear sky, the Nanshang army is setting up crossbows and drawing bows, preparing for a counterattack. They are waiting, waiting for more troops from the Great Xia Alliance to enter this battlefield, and then they will be wiped out together. This is a good opportunity to fight back, except for the cultivators, everyone else is equal under the arrow, and they will all die under it, like a thin piece of paper that is easily pierced, and it is fragile.

"The sense of smell is sensitive enough, but alas, alas, it's too late. ”

Seeing that the Great Xia army was divided into two, the iron-masked general shook his head slightly, but the trick had succeeded. The 50,000 soldiers and cavalry of Great Xia were all within their range, and as long as the rain of arrows was dense enough, the cultivators and soldiers in these battlefields would be greatly injured, or even wiped out.

After the talisman finished sealing, a round of talisman arrays was in the air, like the second round of the scorching sun in the sky, and the scorching sun echoed each other, making the arrows like pouring rain like flowing fire for a moment, flashing extremely dazzling light in the air.

Many soldiers lying on the ground gazed for a long time as if they had seen the legendary sun god. But this god is not loving, only full of anger, and they soon find out that this is not a god who came to save them, and their identity is difficult to talk to God, it is difficult for God to favor, and they will not even attract the slightest attention from Him. Ants passing by people's feet are treated in the same way.

The soldiers quickly reacted, this was a gathering of arrows in the sun, scattered into a starry sky, this time it could not cover the sun, but swooped towards the ground with a presence that was more dazzling than the sun. The arrows almost covered the whole land, and the first arrow did not hit anyone, nor did it attract many people's attention, because there were many arrows stuck in the ground around the battlefield. But then, the arrows that came came with the sound of the enemy killed all living beings under them.

The flames ignite the living, quickly extinguishing their lives in a fiery manner.

Lin Tian's retreat order came earlier than the arrow, but many people had been shot by the arrow the moment they knew the order passed down from each other. The hot arrows pierced into the flesh of the man, causing him to feel extraordinary torment. After the constant sizzling, there was blood that was boiling hot and bubbling, like boiling water.

"Withdraw! withdraw!"

The generals screamed, and the soldiers told each other and shouted. On the chaotic battlefield, the reversal of the situation was unexpected, but these arrows hit the cavalry, pierced through the Great Xia, and stabbed those southern merchants to death. Their hearts are complicated, and they don't know where to run with despair in their hearts. Is it in the direction of Nanshang, or towards Great Xia? The dense rain of arrows and the eye-catching black smoke caused them to lose their direction, and they gradually realized the reality. These soldiers have long been abandoned and cannot go anywhere.

Flames streaked across the sky, causing the ground to glow and shadow, and black smoke to surge. A few wisps of black smoke are enough to block a person's vision. Among them, the soldiers of the Southern Merchants who made a long voice of sorrow still did not repent of their crimes, but hated their lack of strength after howling in the sky, otherwise they would definitely be able to support their ambitions and raze the army of Great Xia, so that they no longer have the slightest rampant capital. And since then, he has been added to the rank and has soared.

The prince of Nanshang once said that as a soldier, he could not change the outbreak of war, nor could he escape the fate of going to the battlefield. But some things can be changed, such as who dies and who lives, who enjoys glory and wealth, and whose family members receive a dozen taels of silver to spend the rest of their lives. If you need inspiration to go on the battlefield and kill the enemy, there is no point. At this time, the soldiers all understood that truth, so after the first round of arrows, they rushed out and dragged the soldiers of Great Xia.

The 10,000 people who counterattacked to the death made the already chaotic army of Great Xia suddenly chaotic again, and they wanted to run to the other end, which was like a game in Death Valley, and they didn't want to play, but the already tight time was pounced on by the southern merchants, and there was no hope of life at all. The Great Xia soldiers were anxious, wielding their swords, but because of their confusion, they almost cut themselves, and then the arrows had fallen, and they could only stretch out their hands in the direction of the Great Xia Alliance in pain, but even if they squirmed, they couldn't go back.

Some of the soldiers were still running in the rain of arrows, and they still had some ways to survive, but in the face of such danger, they couldn't help but hesitate, and their first reaction was to rush back. Thousands of troops ran forward, and Great Xia also responded.

Thousands of shields rose up as if a piece of heaven had risen again, born on the earth, born under the rain of arrows. And the number of rune arrays went deep into the battlefield, almost to the middle. It is the road to life, although it will be broken and cannot be supported for a long time, but it is enough for many soldiers to survive.

"Two thousand meters to go!"

The soldiers galloped, the horses hoofed their hooves, but when they were shot, they fell sharply, and the heavily armed soldiers fell to the ground, rolling for several meters.

Breaking through a thick smoke, the bruised soldier saw that many people around him had been shot, and he also saw that some people who were calm enough did not run away again, but covered themselves with the corpse next to him. There was even a man hiding under the belly of the dead war horse, and placed the two soldiers on the horse's legs, like propping up a tent, which was considered a small space for him to live.

The lips cracked, and the blood-red cavalry in his eyes was inspired. Even if his legs were scratched, his pants and flesh were burning, he couldn't care less, just used his hands together, burrowed under the pile of corpses, and used his companions and enemies to block the falling arrows, giving himself a new hope of survival.

The cultivators rushed out of the firelight arrow array with their vitality, and when they saw the remaining soldiers on their side, they couldn't help but say:

"Damn, it's so ruthless, kill everyone yourself!"

They gritted their teeth viciously, but Lin Tian regretted it the most. He expected it, but he didn't stop his army, and his luck hurt the soldiers. He began to regret that if he were allowed to go back a quarter of an hour, he would rather shoot with runes and arrows, killing as many people as he could. It will not be like this time, killing 30,000 people, and paying the price of nearly 20,000 yourself.

Previously, in order to pursue the Nanshang army, the soldiers of Great Xia also discarded their armor, so the survival rate was not high, and most of the survivors were people on the edge of the battlefield, or cavalry with the highest reaction and speed, and there were also sacrifices among the cultivators. This kind of price made Lin Tian frown for a long time and couldn't stretch out.

Exchanging 20,000 people for 30,000 is a terrible price. If it weren't for NCB's move, he wouldn't even have to pay for a thousand lives!

Looking at the ground with thick smoke and flames, it was full of devastation and even changed terrain after suffering from the Great Xia and Nanshang Arrow Formations. In Lin Tian's eyes, it was strange, desolate and hateful, the ambition of the southern merchant should not be paid for by his soldiers!

"Bring the wounded back, and the rest will stay here with me, and I will let the southern merchants not rest in peace!"

The adjutant nodded, and the iron-colored Lin Tian behind him had rushed out. Some cultivators rushed into the rain of arrows with him, wielding the iron swords in their hands and releasing their vitality, bringing back some of the soldiers who had not yet suffocated. Strong soldiers have hope of survival, except for being pierced through their chests and abdomen. It's okay not to see such people, as long as you see them, you will be saved, this is Lin Tian's duty as a general!

After a quarter of an hour, arrows were all over the land, making it look like a mound of thousands of swords under the cloudy sky.

Among them, the flames and smoke were not broken, Lin Tian walked inside, looking for a living mouth with the soldiers around him, and also looked into the distance, looking at the iron face in the retreating army. Lin Tian had seen the ferocity of the latter, but in this first battle, they still ended in winning.

Even if Nanshang attacked again, they would have enough morale to fight again, but today's sacrifice was nearly 100,000, although it was only half of Nanshang's, but it was a very heavy blow to them. However, this will not destroy their determination to resist to the end, and if they want to invade Great Xia, it is not as simple as Nanshang thought.

The flat ground is like a barren hill, and it is covered with a layer of darkness. The craters were horrific and the stench of blood permeated the area, attracting vultures and a few goshawks. The desolate earth died like a soldier, wailing for a fresh life, to wash away this terrible aura.

There were too many corpses, and Lin Tian could only walk on them, but it was amazing that there were living people in such a smelly barren hill. The arrows of the previous were all over the land, leaving no gaps......

Some pushed the bodies away, struggling to lift their dirty, bloodied hands. When Lin Tian saw it, he commanded the soldiers to hurriedly carry him back to the camp.

An emergency medical team had just arrived outside the battlefield and was on its job. The doctors on the battlefield are no better than Lang Zhong in the town, who would rather put medicine on the shelf and make dust, hoping that no one will be sick in the world, but the doctors here desperately want to have a mouth. Because having a living mouth means being able to save one more person. Even if there is little hope, they have to work hard, and they do not go to war, but they have a heavier mission.

The vitality spread, Lin Tian sensed the living people under the corpse, some unlucky guys were shattered even if they were through the corpse, their breath was weak, and they were unable to move at the moment, fainting. However, under the precise perception of the cultivators, they can not miss a single person, and with the addition of military dogs, all the living people will be dragged out, so that they can see this day again and leave this bloody and smelly hell.

All the practitioners were busy looking for a living mouth, ten people, twenty people, thirty people, and even more people waiting to be found and dragged out. Even if this method is difficult to explain, only a calm enough brain and a strong desire to survive can do such a thing. In that desperate situation at that time, there was only this way to live, and there was no other choice.

"Ahh

A miserable scream made Lin Tian hurriedly turn around.

"What's the situation?"

"A Southern Merchant. ”

The cultivator shook his hand, but fortunately all he had in his hand was an arrow, and if it was a knife, it was estimated that the madman would have cut himself in half. He teased a few words to his companions, not forgetting to give another kick to the killed Southern merchant.

Not far away, several corpses fell to the ground, causing the cultivator to grab the arrows beside him and throw them. But on that head, it was a soldier who came out of the horse's belly, he still held the sword in his hand, and his face was full of astonishment as if he was going to fight again, but the armor on his body proved that he was a cavalry of Great Xia and a glorious warrior!

The cultivator approached him, and the latter was a little stunned, looking at the corpses all over the ground, as if he didn't know the situation, and he didn't know what to do, as if he was in another world. Walking up to him, the cultivator put his shoulders on his shoulders and walked back with him, but he stared at the scene around him, his lips trembled, and he couldn't help but say a word for a long time.

"I'm a deserter?"

His voice was hoarse and torn, and he was frightened and afraid, but the practitioner comforted:

"Good boy, you are the one who survived, and when your injuries are healed, you can fight again. ”

The young soldier looked at the desolate scene, and his heart was depressed, and it was very unpleasant. He was joined on the battlefield by his familiar brothers, but he walked for a long time with his support, and there was nothing but corpses. Such scenes gave him the illusion that everyone was dead. After a simple sterilization and bandaging, he became more and more sleepy, as if he had fallen asleep to the sound of arrows, and could not feel anything.

With his back to the battlefield, the soldiers carried the young cavalry back to the camp, and a young woman in the camp broke into the big white tent and ran to Xia Xiao's side, her voice full of crying.