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A cloud of smoke and dust swept down the hillside.

The vertical and horizontal iron cavalry attacked back and forth in the infantry formation, and the vigorously dancing horse lance bloomed with a sharp edge and a bloody battle.

The war horses let out a terrifying roar, and the figures on the mountain were full of people, as if there were thousands of troops and horses.

"Calm down!" Long Aotian stood up from the top of the god and shouted with a long cry of staring, after half an hour of hard fighting, he finally made a judgment.

In the dark night, unable to distinguish the number of enemies, Long Aotian's own team, which had been assaulted, fell into a slight panic under the galloping fast horses and sharp arrows pouring down like rain.

But Long Aotian had long been prepared for a surprise attack.

So the Shenxiao Army quickly turned to counterattack.

But the horses on which these cavalry rode were extremely tall and strong, and they were good at using bows and arrows, combining near and far, and fighting in circles. In the rain of arrows, the well-protected Shenxiao Army also fell one by one.

The Shenxiao infantry has never been strong, and in such chaos, the infantry archers did not dare to fire arrows at will, for fear of hurting their own troops.

"It's a Persian horse, and it's good at fighting in this kind of hilly and plain area. Long Aotian said to Gang Yuan on the side: "These troops should be Wu Feng's family on the grassland - he has really made a lot of money now." ”

In fact, Wu Feng bought these high-headed horses from Bao Jiade, the price is not too expensive, but these grassland warriors are indeed worth blood.

Long Aotian is cautious in his use of soldiers.

During the fight, the phalanx slowly transformed into a circle, and then stretched out its tentacles like an octopus.

Like a jellyfish catching its prey.

There are no more enemies on the mountain, and those so-called reserves are straw men who have cast illusions.

It took Long Aotian so long to be convinced of his judgment.

Soldiers are impermanent, and water is impermanent. The master of military training, the formation is like driving the true qi and water, and it is invincible.

Even though this was an elite combat force that Wu Feng had carefully trained for many years, Long Aotian quickly lured them into his own encirclement.

The giant jellyfish's body quickly transforms, and with the power of the enemy's impact, it hunts the enemy into its body and quickly digests it.

"Looks like it's time to get to the end. Zuo Masaji, who was in a bitter battle, looked at the river Qianying who rode alone in the distance in the night.

He Qianying is Wu Feng's cronies, and he is just an outcast.

But so what?

The fate of the samurai is obedience!

What's more, before the war, it was he who took the initiative to take over this task and entrusted his son to Wu Feng.

In the Battle of Daoshengyuan, the third brother Zuo Chengzheng killed the second brother with his own hands, but he did not hold a grudge because each was his master.

He remembered the heroic spirit of the first battle of Burning Beanzaka, when Lord Su Youguang led six of their young warriors into the enemy formation and destroyed thousands of horses.

"Burning Bean Saka Seven Spears ......" Zuo Zhengji muttered, "It is enough to be able to be ranked with the brave and peerless deputy hall master." ”

It's just that not only Su Youguang and his second brother have passed away, but in the fierce battles over the years, several other people in the seven guns have also been defeated one after another.

He was the only one left.

It is better to sacrifice your life to protect the shrine than to walk alone.

Not far away, the two cities of Marone and Washizu were already burning with flames, and the sound of explosions shook the sky.

"Elder Zhuo, they have already been martyred......"

Zuo Zhengci looked around, his comrades-in-arms kept falling, and the fighting soldiers gradually thinned.

When the master died, the horse that had taken the secret medicine turned blood-red eyes, roared and rushed into the enemy formation, and the flesh exploded, often taking the lives of one or two enemy soldiers!

Before the war, there were already doubts.

These men on the grassland, after choosing to be loyal to Wu Feng, went back and forth to fight, shedding all the blood, and almost every family of the clan had widows and children who lost their fathers.

They could have lived leisurely in the vast prairie, away from the struggle for power. But because of his loyalty to Wu Feng, the lord, he was ruthlessly transferred to the Central Plains and became the killing tool and cannon fodder of the Divine Hall.

Compared to the huge sacrifice, Wu Feng's reward for them did not seem to be rich.

But when death came, no one surrendered or tried to flee.

Everyone sang a war song and bravely broke into the enemy formation, even if the bowstring was broken, the gun was broken, and the teeth were smashed with fists, they would take an enemy into the abyss of Yellow Springs!

Just because of their pride as steppe warriors.

These people are not disciples of the Divine Hall, but this is still the case, not to mention that the Zuo family has been a famous family of the Divine Hall for generations, and is known for their loyalty, righteousness and bravery.

"I have taken your head. ”

In the shield array like a mountain, a flying light swept up, like a silver snake out of a hole, and came straight to the door of Zuo Zhengji.

"Who's coming? Zuo Zhengji, who was dressed in black and armor, clenched the long lance in his hand and said coldly.

"Poor Dao - the beginning. ”

This is a man whose body is covered with silver light, like a man covered in moonlight and mercury, shining so brightly that people can't open their eyes.

Zuo Zhengji had heard the name.

This is a cousin of Long Aotian, originally with mediocre qualifications, but when he was fifteen years old, he strayed into the Taichu Ancient Mine, absorbed the immortal fetus that was conceived in it, and his strength has greatly improved.

"I heard that this is your first time on the battlefield, and in the past, you were always an envoy and responsible for exchanges with various forces?"

Tai Chu's face was a little gloomy: "It's not that you don't go to the battlefield, it's just that it's not necessary." Now the battle of life and death is the time for the poor road to become famous. ”

"Yes, there are more than 30,000 soldiers, and this one is more than 5,000 people in this formation besieging only 500 horsemen. Zuo Chengzheng sneered: "It's just that you think that the war exploits are so easy to get?"

Taichu's eyebrows were horizontal, a sound was like a thunderstorm, his mouth spit out a flying sword, the sword shook off the snowflakes, and the primordial immortal light was agitated, and Zuo Zhengci suddenly felt the pressure of his whole body like a mountain!

With no actual combat experience, Taichu is a true master after all, and his strength should not be underestimated.

Zuo Zhengji has a horse lance in his hands, but the thrust has become difficult.

Taichu smirked.

What if you only go into battle for the first time at the age of forty? True Master is naturally invincible!

But suddenly, he felt a strong smell of blood, which made the tip of his nose fish.

I saw Zuo Zhengci slap the galloping horse under his crotch, and the big horse suddenly became blood-red, and was lifted by Zuo Zhengci, and exploded in front of Taichu, and pieces of flesh and armor were splashed all over the sky!

Originally, when Zuo Zhengci died in battle, the horse would explode and die.

But he activated the energy of the secret medicine in advance.

With the force of the recoil of the explosion, Zuo Masaji broke free from the invisible quagmire and rose into the air like a falcon.

The long lance is horizontal, and the dragon roars and shakes the sky!

Taichu saw the light of nirvana in Zuo Zhengji's eyes.

It is the evil aura that can only be emitted by those who have experienced a hundred battles and are accustomed to seeing the bloody rain and wind on the battlefield!

"The waste that has taken drugs, Lao Tzu will tell you today, what is a real soldier!"

Zuo Zhengji roared, and blood spurted out of his mouth, splashing all over the Taichu Face Door who was busy dodging the fragments of flesh and blood in the sky, making his eyes blur!

Taichukong has strength, but he lacks understanding of the skills of desperate struggle on the battlefield.

When he reacted, he looked at his chest incredulously.

Taichu's flying sword did insert into Zuo Zhengci's left ribs, but Zuo Zhengci's long lance also lifted him high!

Zuo Zhengji, who was about to burst, roared wildly, and the blood-colored light swirled up along his lance.

The spiral-shaped blood-colored energy was injected into Taichu's body, preventing him from using Yuan Force to repair his injured body.

Taichu screamed unwillingly, revealing a look of extreme despair.

He finally understood that this trip to choose to join the expedition was really a big mistake.

But there is no regret medicine in the world, and he has no chance to choose again.

The primordial flesh let out a thunderous sound, turning into a rain of blood and sprinkling it out.

And Zuo Zhengji's seven orifices also began to spurt blood, and the blood was like a gushing spring.

But he still held the lance tightly in his hand, and picked up three frightened Shenxiao soldiers into the sky!

The Shenxiao soldiers who had seen the fierce waves of the white army were once again aroused by the fear of the year.

The Devil is back!

Zuo Zhengci laughed loudly, and the corners of his mouth spurted out blood.

Born as a man, he does not seek to live forever with heaven and earth, but he seeks to die in his place!

He no longer had a war horse, and broke into the enemy line on foot, and wherever he passed, his shield was destroyed and his gun was broken, and he was unstoppable!

Brush!

When a sharp arrow pierced his body from behind him, Zuo Masaji had already taken the lives of at least twenty elite warriors of Shenxiao.

Even if the vitality has been completely exhausted.

Still smiling arrogantly, he pulled out the divine arrow shot by Long Aotian himself, and connected it to his heart.

The heart with the arrow was bright red.

It is a blue blood pill heart that he is loyal to the Divine Hall.

"His Royal Highness the First Hall Master, His Royal Highness the Deputy Hall Master, Second Brother...... And my comrades, I'm here......"

Zuo Zhengci was dumbfounded and said: "Minister Zuo Zhengci, today is loyal to the gods!"

The heart pierced by the arrow exploded open, and a Divine Centurion was blown into meat sauce!

And the last warrior of the Seven Shots of Burning Bean Saka is also gone.

The long wilderness is the best destination for the iron-blooded man, so why should the horse leather shroud be returned.

Long Aotian wrinkled the tip of his tall nose.

This time, it was Wu Feng who had the upper hand.

Wu Feng was deeply aware of his caution.

The more cautious he is, the more time it will take to see through and be convinced of Wu Feng's true purpose, because such an ace army is all used to send them to death, and Long Aotian does not have such a decisiveness!

In the process of chasing and surrounding, Long Aotian's team was consumed a lot of physical strength. After all, the pursuit of cavalry by infantry is a difficult job in itself, let alone in the dark night.

All 500 of the enemy's men died in battle, and although their own side was victorious, they were not overjoyed, but were shocked by the enemy's bravery and their morale was depleted.

"You don't need cavalry at all for your real surprise attack...... Looks like you're going to launch it in the most precipitous part of the valley. Long Aotian muttered to himself in a low voice.