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The assassination organization of the Western Desert, the Eagle's Nest.

Stealth in the darkness, rolling up endless blood and fire, a mysterious group with a huge secular power but not known to the unknown.

In order to escort Luo Sijia, Wu Feng killed Long Zhantian, the backbone of the Eagle's Nest organization, and his master "Old Knife Handle" outside the Taixi Blockade, and since then he has formed a grudge with the Eagle's Nest.

The Eagle's Nest thus surrendered to the Seljuk Sultan Scuri and participated in the siege of Constantinople, but was cracked by Wu Feng.

But there is an important issue here.

The nest of the eagle's nest, in the mountains of the vast Persian plateau, is hidden and scattered, easy to defend and difficult to attack.

However, this is within Bogard's empire after all.

For a generation of famous kings, Sassanid Persian Shahan Shabhabgard, if he was really determined to exterminate them, no matter how steep the mountains and how strong the fortresses, they could not stop the siege stone cannons and Savaran iron cavalry of the Persian army.

The Eagle's Nest not only infiltrated every corner of the Empire, but also colluded with the Empire's sworn enemy, Scurry. Knowing that his time was short, Bogard would no longer leave this scourge to future generations.

Soon after Wu Feng returned from the Western Desert, Bao Jiade dispatched a large army and captured the main altar of the Eagle's Nest - Murayi with lightning speed. The reason why Bao Jiade made up his mind and did not hesitate at all is, of course, related to Wu Feng's advances.

The Assassins who hid in every corner of the empire tried to take revenge, and the reward was a bloodbath like the top of Tarzan. Under Bogard's terrible hand, the Eagle's Nest forces under the surface of the water were almost uprooted.

The Eagle's Nest Assassins who had lost their nest fled, and sadly, they gradually discovered that Scurry did not value them - the Sultan's own army also had a professional assassination organization within them, which was not only highly skilled, but also far more loyal and reliable than them.

Unable to take revenge on Bogard, they could only turn their anger on Wu Feng and take refuge with Wu Feng's enemies. Coincidentally, Schrödinger also needed such an assassination unit.

Dragon Electric Sword.

The original crimson blade of the sword became clear, as if it was filled with moonlight.

The moonlight rose rapidly again, transforming into an incomparably sharp thunderbolt.

The afterimage that stabbed at Bai Choufei flew back upside down.

"Lord!" Bai Choufei was both surprised and delighted, and exclaimed respectfully.

"Familiar approach. Wu Feng nodded to Bai Choufei, his eyes were slightly raised, revealing a playful smile, and he said leisurely to the figure in the void.

"Of course it's familiar. The man sneered, "You killed the old man's only surviving grandson." ”

This is a master who is over 100 years old.

Ziro is the grandfather of the "Old Knife Handle" and the leader of the Eagle's Nest assassination group.

"I see. Wu Feng said calmly: "There is no point in discussing right and wrong. But do you know that if you take refuge in Tianzi Peak to fight against me, the last remnants of your army will be wiped out. ”

"Boy, you're arrogant. ”

"The land on which I stand is my wife's dowry, which was promised to me by my father-in-law himself. Wu Feng drew his sword like the wind and repelled all of Qi Luo's several thrusts: "So I will take it at all costs, and those who stand in my way will be left with no bones." ”

The sword was like a flying dragon dancing wildly, and the dense rain was flying, so fast that Qi Luo, who was also a true master, felt a little difficult to parry.

"The old man doesn't care about that. Qi Luo said coldly: "The old man wants revenge, it is justified. I don't know how thick the sky is, come here!"

The three-edged blade let out a sharp hiss, Qi Luo's figure disappeared into the void, but the fallen leaves on the ground roared up in unison, sweeping towards Wu Feng, remembering like a knife.

The space was trembling, as if it was being torn apart.

No one doubts that if the human body is pierced by these fallen leaves, it will be cut and broken without hindrance.

"That's a pity. You could have been my lackeys, but you were going to be beheaded by this seat!"

Wu Feng's words were proud, and his sword aura was overwhelming.

Ten swings and ten decisive swordsmanship, the long sword sweeps, like a landslide!

Dirt and rocks rose into the sky.

Several snorts of pain, accompanied by a sharp spin of the ribs on the tip of the sword.

Blood stars dotted, bright red dripping all over the sky.

Then Wu Feng did not love to fight and flew back.

Ziro's face turned iron-blue.

He used floating leaves to cover his subordinates, preparing to attack Wu Feng together, but Wu Feng saw through his intentions, and a round of quick sword stabbing stabbed several of his elite disciples were either dead or injured.

Before Qi Luo could make a full move, Wu Feng retreated.

Bai Chou Feibu had already formed a formation and retreated, and it was invulnerable.

Although this wave of charges failed to break the enemy, Qi Luo and the others were lured out, and the enemy had no hole cards.

Ye Luoliang breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Wu Feng and the others no longer broke through on the flanks, but collected their troops back to the riverbank, but then sighed.

Wu Feng's eyes swept away, and the herald danced the command flag, and lined up against the water.

"Backwater Array......"

Ye Luoliang muttered.

Fighting against the water, there is death and no life.

This is what the Art of War says.

But there have been too many people in history who have won with this formation, so it is unsettling to have a backwater battle.

"The enemy is arrayed with their backs and has no way to retreat. We're just in time to wipe them out. An adjutant general spoke.

"No, fighting against the water, the soldiers are not afraid if they are trapped, they are fixed if they have nothing to do, they are detained if they go deep, and they are fighting as a last resort. Another lieutenant general said to Ye Luoliang: "This time the enemy is impossible to win, and he will definitely retreat, if we force them to fight to the death, I'm afraid it will ......."

What these two people said was based on the principles of the ancient soldier's book.

Ye Luoliang looked at the two: "You only know one, but you don't know the other." ”

Wu Feng failed to cross the river to attack, and retreated to the water to form a formation. But purely with the backwater array, there has been no one who has not failed since ancient times. With Wu Feng's strategy, it is impossible to cooperate without other strategies. ”

"Could it be that the enemy still has a strange army in ambush, planning to attack Hanyin Fort?"

The more he thought about it, the more Ye Luoliang felt that his idea made sense.

Because the famous general of antiquity did the same. When the enemy is outnumbered, it can only be undefeated and difficult to break the enemy, but after a long and hard battle, suddenly attack the opponent's camp, and the opponent will be defeated without a fight.

"Draw out another 500 elite soldiers and return to Hanyin Fort to defend it! Wu Feng is treacherous with his troops, and we only have troops and home advantage, so we can only be cautious and cautious. ”

"Send an order to Sect Master An and ask her to bring her cavalry over to cooperate. ”

Ye Luoliang quickly issued an order.

Of course, Wu Feng couldn't hear the words of this enemy general clearly from a distance.

But he knew that the great thing was done.

The two wings of the Shentang Army were like two sharp swords spread out, pressing the enemy soldiers on both sides, and Ye Luoliang also seemed to retreat back in cooperation.

Wu Feng's surprise attack before made them a little afraid.

The field in front of Hanyin Fort is called Senbu, which is adjacent to Hanshui on the left and dense forest on the right, and is not very open.

This is to maximize the contact between one's own side and the enemy's forces and give full play to the superiority of one's own soldiers.

"Let me go to war?" An Biru pursed her red lips: "The battlefield seems to be already crowded?"

"Sect Master, you can't be told that you have a good impression of that uncle, right?" said a personal female general beside him.

"Okay, okay!" An Biru snorted: "Take a detour from another Banqiao, and now take Wu Feng's flank by surprise!"