At the foot of Mogu Mountain.

The bonfires are in pieces, overlooking and gone, and the light of the fire is like the stars in the sky engraved on the vast earth.

Among the Mongolian warriors, it was extremely lively, and even Xingtian was mixed in, he liked this atmosphere, he preferred to stay with the warriors, there were not so many intrigues, and he could show the heroic side of the man to the fullest.

It's just that the pleasure is too short.

Without warning, the smile on Xingtian's face disappeared, his ears fluttered rapidly, and the frequency of vibration far exceeded the limit of human beings, and his eyes unconsciously cast himself towards the mountains and forests in the distance, and after a while, he suddenly shouted: "Formation!

 ▲♀，→ansh◇uba.; This roar, like the roar of the Nine Heavens Dragon, directly exploded the calm of the night, all the Mongolian warriors acted quickly, and all the laughter of Fang Cai came to an abrupt end, leaving only the fighting intent to rush into the sky!

In fact, not only Xingtian noticed it, but even Xuanyuan Invincible, Ling Ying, and Victoria also felt it, martial arts cultivators were already keenly aware of their six senses, and when they cultivated to the point where they could easily capture the breath of life, unless they used special means to cover their own breath, it was definitely difficult to escape the other party's induction when they were close to the strongest person!

For a while, several supreme beings quietly appeared at the foot of Mogu Mountain, like ghosts, blocking the forefront.

Just a minute!

In a minute's effort, these Mongolian warriors had already completed the formation, and several phalanxes echoed each other, directly blocking the front of Mogu Mountain.

This is the strongest elite under Xingtian's hands now, even if it encounters a sudden situation, it can react at the first time!

Xingtian firmly believes that in time, his eight heavenly generals will surely regain the glory of the primeval times, and they can fight and fight against any strong army in the world!

At this moment, the samurai were like a forest, and the swords were dancing in a blue arc under the light of the surrounding bonfires, making the surroundings look bright, and the amazing killing intent made the temperature of the surrounding air drop sharply!

All the warriors looked at the dark dense forest, there was no battle cry, no killing sound, only a pair of wolf-like eyes staring at the dense forest, and the eyes flashed with murderous intent!

A moment later, there was a sound in the woods!

This time, everyone can hear it clearly!

Here it comes!

The Mongolian warriors couldn't help but clench the swords in their hands!

The next moment, with a "bang", a large branch in the edge of Mogu Mountain was knocked open, and a big man covered in blood and bandaged his wounds with rags on his clothes rushed out of the jungle, the Tang knife in his hand was mottled with blood, and the blood groove showed a deep and demonic red, and at a glance, he knew that this knife drank countless blood!

Wan Lei!

This Anhui general charged forward, was the first to break out of the dense forest, raised the Tang knife in his hand, and shouted: "Kill me!"

"Kill!"

"Kill, kill, kill!"

“......”

The sound of killing came from the forest, tearing the peace here in an instant!

A large number of bloody and ragged Anhui warriors rushed out of the dense forest, holding Tang knives in their hands, and rushed straight into the large array of Mongolian warriors!

There is no formation, no advance or retreat, only a knife in his hand and earth-shattering battle intent!

This group of remnants of the southern Anhui region burst out with tiger and wolf aura at this moment, which was very terrifying, it was hard to imagine how they had the courage to attack the five thousand absolute elites of the north!

This is destined to hit a stone with an egg!

But this group of people has no regrets, shouting "The soul of the southern country is not dead" and charging for their lives, some people are injured in the legs, and they still limp forward, and they can't stand up when they fall, and they can't get up, and they are indomitable!

"The soul of the southern kingdom is immortal!!"

"Let these Northern Tartars see our supreme courage!"

“......”

The roar is all over the mountains!

On the narrow flat land nearly five hundred meters in front of the Mongolian warriors and Mogu Mountain, there were red-eyed Anhui warriors everywhere!

Gradually, even the eyes of the Mongolian warriors began to change, and they even brought a trace of ...... Can't bear it?

Yes, I just can't bear it!

These southern warriors have won the respect of the Mongolian warriors with their courage!

Pity...... They are really too weak, they have retreated here after the bloody battle of the Suzhou-Shanghai Bridge, and their physical condition has reached a critical point, and they will collapse at any time!

At this moment, there was only a narrow flat land of more than 500 meters between them, but this distance of 500 meters was an insurmountable moat for too many Anhui warriors, and too many people fell on the way to charge, and their bodies completely collapsed!

This is a senseless attack, no different from hitting a stone with an egg!

Therefore, even the Mongolian warriors are a little unbearable, and these enemies have their respect!

Warriors' respect for fellow warriors!

"Is it finally time for the last fight!?"

Xing Tian looked at the enemy who was about to rush to the front, his face was expressionless, and he said lightly: "Spread out!

"Huh", the Mongolian phalanx dispersed, and there were many warriors with big bows rushing out from the rear, half-squatting on the ground with a brush, holding a bow and arrows, and the sharp arrows pointed directly at the remnants of the enemy who were about to kill Anhui about a hundred meters away!

Jebel!

These are all the sharpshooters among the Mongolian warriors, with the ability to penetrate the Yang in a hundred steps, kill people with bows in distant battles, draw swords and cut enemies in close combat, and are the strongest warriors under the command of Xingtian, all of them are warriors who came out of the depths of the steppe, retaining all the skills of the nomads, and their archery skills are unparalleled!

Fight without firearms and firearms, this is the unwritten rule of the underground world, one is because the above is not allowed, and the other is that the power of modern firearms is too terrible, you can shoot hundreds of meters with a gun, once a group battle breaks out, affecting the innocent, even if someone on it is useless at that time, it will definitely attract the blow of the army!

Therefore, firearms are not used to fight, this is an unwritten rule of the underground world, and everyone must abide by it!

In such a situation, Xingtian, who has the Mongolian Jebe, definitely takes a big advantage, and has the power of long-range strikes!

At this moment, these Mongolian Jebes appeared, and the fate of the last remnants of Anhui can be imagined!

"Wait!"

Ye Tianhao suddenly shouted, and hugged his fist at Xingtian: "I am willing to lead people to charge, and use these warriors to collide with warriors with long knives!"

"You have compassion. ”

Xing Tian glanced at Ye Tianhao coldly: "These are the mourning soldiers at the end of the road, they are not afraid of desperately, there will be samurai dying in close combat with them, it's not worth it!"

"Please fulfill these southern samurai!"

Ye Tianhao lowered his head and shouted: "They are true warriors, and they should fall in a head-to-head confrontation with the enemy, instead of dying under a despicable cold arrow!"

"Put away your damn samurai spirit!"

Xing Tian broke off and frowned: "The Eight Heavenly Generals are of great use to me, I shouldn't use their lives to prove their courage or something, your compassion is not enough for them to take risks!"

Moreover, if they fall in the rain of arrows, they will also die on the way to the charge, and they will be counted as fulfilling!"

After speaking, Xing Tian glanced at the remnants of Anhui who were rushing to the front, and they were already less than fifty steps away from his side!

"Get out of here!"

Xing Tianyi pushed Ye Tianhao away and shouted, "Shoot them!"

"Woo Woo Woo ......"

The Mongolian Jebe let go of the fingers pulling the strings, and for a while, the arrow feathers soared into the sky, drawing almost perfect parabolas in mid-air, and fell fiercely towards those remnants of Anhui!

Suddenly, the blood rain soared, and one by one the southern warriors fell to the ground in the chaotic arrows!

Many people couldn't bear to look at it anymore and slowly stopped looking too far.

Indeed, this is a group of warriors who fought until the last moment, trapped behind Mogu Mountain, and instead of begging in a desperate situation, they launched an attack again knowing that they would die!

Such a warrior is worthy of respect, and it is heart-wrenching to die in a chaotic arrow, even as an enemy!

Three minutes!!

In just three minutes, all the last remnants of Anhui were killed, each of them at least five arrows or more, and there were corpses everywhere between the narrow five-hundred-meter buffer zone between the foot of Mogu Mountain and the Mongolian warriors.

The shouting and killing subsided, only the late autumn wind was howling, and it sounded more or less desolate at the moment!

The 500-meter narrow buffer zone, among the corpses, only one person stood with a knife, and dozens of arrows in his body did not fall, his face was covered with blood and looked at the sky silently, with a kind of great compassion!

This person is Wan Lei, the general of Anhui has tears in his eyes and is speechless with sorrow!

The rain of arrows stopped, and no one could shoot an arrow at Wan Lei again!

The wind passed silently.

After a long time, Wan Lei finally moved, his head was flicked, a disdainful smile appeared on the corner of his lips, and he raised his knife and swept it in front of him, and "Kara Kala" swept off all the arrow shafts when he landed!

"Is this what you do?"

Wan Lei laughed wildly, it was hard to imagine why this man could still laugh so calmly and ...... in the Ten Thousand Armies With a look of pride, he glanced around the Mongolian warriors around him with an almost condescending gaze, and shouted: "What about Xingtian? What about the Northern King, who is known as the enemy of ten thousand people, dare to stand up and fight against me, a man who is about to die!?"

The Mongol warriors were silent.

After a while, a man in black slowly walked out of the crowd, tall, with sword eyebrows and angry eyes, who is it not Xingtian?

"I'm here. ”

Xing Tian stood with his hands in his hands, looked at Wan Lei expressionlessly, and said softly: "Come on, I accept your challenge!"

"Hahahaha, it's a real man!"

Wan Lei laughed three times, lifted the Tang knife in his hand, stumbled towards Xingtian, and when he got close to Xingtian, he raised the knife and stabbed straight at Xingtian's chest!

This knife ...... Soon!

Xing Tian didn't move, and waited until the knife was less than five centimeters away from his chest, then he suddenly raised his hand and grabbed the blade, obviously it was a bare hand, but there was not a drop of blood flowing, and there was a "sonorous" metal groan, strangling the Tang knife!

Wan Lei was stunned, looking at Xingtian's hand holding the blade with some surprise, and was silent for a long time.

"Give the warriors a ride!"

Xingtian roared, with a "sonorous", a Tang knife that broke the opponent, turned the direction of the hand breaking blade, and stabbed the hand breaking blade into the opponent's chest at a lightning speed!

"Poof!"

Blood sprayed wildly, sprinkling Xingtian's face, a little warm.

"North...... The king of the north saw off Lao Tzu, it's worth it!"

Wan Lei raised his head with some difficulty and looked at Xingtian in a daze, his right hand let go, and the knife fell to the ground, and then he raised his right hand full of blood and probed towards Xingtian.

Xingtian didn't hide!

"Bang!"

The big blood-stained hand finally slapped lightly on Xingtian's chest, very light and powerless.

It's just that Wan Lei's face showed a satisfied smile, and he looked up to the sky and shouted: "The king of the north is not invincible, I ...... Hit him. ”

The words fell, fell to the ground, and died!

Xing Tian's expression was complicated, he looked down at the man on the ground, and after a long time, he suddenly looked back at Ye Tianhao and asked, "Wan Lei has been trapped in Mogu Mountain for a night, can one of the deserters from the Quartet move closer here?"

"Huh?"

Ye Tianhao was stunned for a moment, and he didn't understand why Xingtian had such a question, but he still said truthfully: "No one is busy running for their lives!"

"The southern kingdom is dead, and the last loyal ministers are all dead here!"

Xing Tian sighed and said lightly: "Pass on my order, you don't have to spend too much energy chasing Xiao Yuesheng, and focus on recruiting other scattered Southern Warriors, but ...... Only accept grassroots warriors, but all the leaders, give them some wealth and let them get out!"

After the words fell, Xing Tian picked up his clothes and left here, leaving only a voice floating: "Bury these warriors here, Mo Gu Mountain, Mo Gu Mountain, they are buried here together, and they will not be lonely with each other after they die, but they complement this mountain!"

“......”

Very strange order!

For a while, some of the high-level officials here were frowning and thinking.

After a long time, Ye Tianhao seemed to understand why Xingtian said that, shook his head and sighed: "Nanguo...... It's dead!"

After that, he went to arrange for his subordinates to collect the corpses of the remnants of the enemy in Anhui who died in battle.

"Hey, what the hell is going on!"

Ling Ying looked puzzled and shouted behind her: "Why let Xiao Yuesheng go, that guy is always a threat when he lives!"

"When the hearts of men are dead, what is the use of living for him, the lonely king?"

Xuanyuan Invincible sighed lightly, glanced at Ling Ying, was silent for a moment, and said: "Wan Lei, as a soul-level general, is trapped in Mogu Mountain, it stands to reason that someone should come to the rescue, and there is also time to rescue!

But the truth is...... No one came to the rescue!

Don't you understand what this means?

Those...... All the big and small bosses who fled with their routs have abandoned the Southland!!

Otherwise, they wouldn't have watched Wan Lei die in battle without rescuing, after all, Wan Lei was the boss of a large part of them!

This Wan Lei is obviously a person who has no problems in his conduct, it is impossible to live up to his subordinates, but no one can save him when he is in trouble, which can only show that the hearts of the people in the south have been scattered!

With these bosses who can even leave the boss behind, I'm afraid that even if the grassroots samurai are loyal, they will have no way to serve them!

In the end, people's hearts will be cold!

So...... This southern country is really finished!

Probably Wan Lei is the last loyal minister, but unfortunately he has died in battle, and no one is willing to sacrifice his life to protect him!"

After speaking, Xuanyuan Invincible raised his chin at the surrounding Mongolian warriors, and said softly: "If you don't believe it, go ask these people, if my eldest brother is defeated and trapped, what will they do?"

Ling Ying was speechless at this time!

Ask?

Do you still need to ask?

These Mongolian warriors simply worship Xingtian as the god of war, if they are trapped, this group of warriors will definitely go completely crazy, even if they are tied to the explosives bag and blow up the siege, they will go to save Xingtian!!

For a moment, Ling Ying understood why Xingtian felt that Xiao Yuesheng was no longer a threat......

Xiao Yuesheng is a lonely king, a real loner!

From Jinling to Shanghai to Suzhou......

This person has repeatedly dropped the battle and fled by himself, or simply killed the general before the battle to force Ran Chonglou to rebel, what he did was chilling!

At the very least, those Southern Realm leaders who are now fleeing all over the world with their men are chilling!

Otherwise, it is impossible to just care about saving his life and ignoring Wan Lei!

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