The flames burned out, the place was cold, the devastated Chinese army camp, the corpses were full of blood, and everywhere was burned black and blood-stained black and red, even the fiery sun could not dispel the coldness and silence of the camp. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The cavalry regiment of the Zole Empire retreated, looking at the cavalry of the Zylle Empire who fled quickly with billowing smoke and dust, the Yu family soldiers did not pursue, they were waiting for the man who stood in the camp of the Chinese army like a god of war to give orders.

After a long time, the Blood Oath Treasure Knife was put into the sheath, blood and water flowed down the armor, and the white belt around his waist was dyed red with blood, looking very much like a red-belted warrior, not a white-belted disciple of the inner door of the Yu family.

"Let's clean up! Half of the guards will be guarded, and the rest will wait to clean up the Chinese army as soon as possible. The black chicken went to the forward battalion to declare that the left army of our forward battalion was attacked by the cavalry of the Hydroxyle Empire, and the battle loss was one-third, so apply for repair!"

issued several orders in a row Zhang Dongming drilled into the temporary tent, a hundred meters range is still there, and the black sign in his mind is also very stable, is it that the gods in the dark have forgotten him, Zhang Dongming is puzzled.

The gods are beyond the existence of nature, unable to reason scientifically, like a hundred meters that suddenly emerged, some seem to be territorial exploration, but it is clearer than territorial exploration, as if this hundred meters is their own absolute realm, even if the gods enter their own absolute realm, they will be in a different place under their own blood oath sword, this is a feeling, a kind of confidence that they can dominate everything and absolutely control everything.

The Ziller Empire launched a full-scale sneak attack, or attack, on the Yu family's forward battalion, and 20,000 servants fell, and only the red belt warriors and black belt disciples of the forward battalion and the right army survived.

Yu Zhuyu, the commander of the forward battalion, was wounded and retreated to the Chinese army camp ten miles away.

It was the night Yu family who launched a counter-sneak attack on the left and right battalions of Binhai City almost at the same time, burned the left camp of Binhai City, defeated 200,000 left troops in one fell swoop, and failed to sneak attack the right camp, and finally intercepted the defeated and retreating cavalry of the Jile Empire, surrounded and annihilated.

It is unknown who won or lost in a fierce battle overnight, the Zylle Empire lost 200,000 people in the right battalion, and the Yu family lost the right army and the middle army of the forward battalion, leaving only a small high ground occupied by more than 2,000 people in the left army of the forward battalion led by Zhang Dongming.

The Hydroxyle Empire went against the normal state of defense, and the 300,000 troops of Binhai City went out together and rushed towards the Yujia army, and the 200,000 troops of the right army then surrounded the left army of the forward battalion led by Zhang Dongming, a hundred times the army of their own, even if the strength of the red belt warriors was superhuman with one enemy and one hundred, it was still a drop in the bucket in the face of the overwhelming swarming enemy army.

There are no fools on the battlefield, the Yu family relies on the elite to succeed in repeated sneak attacks, and the continuous fierce battles have already weakened, and the 300,000 troops of the Zylle Empire stationed in Binhai City have been recuperating, and at this time they poured out, undoubtedly injecting fresh blood into the battlefield and swooping towards the exhausted Yu family's army.

The Hydroxyle Imperial Army in Binhai City ignored the left army of the Yu family's forward battalion stationed on a small mound five miles away, and rushed towards the Yu family's army like a tide. The right army corps of the Zylle Empire seemed to avenge the defeat of the cavalry, and the 200,000 large army surrounded the small mound, and a phalanx of thousands of people rushed towards the broken camp on the small mound in the sound of neat horns.

The fierce battle began at noon and continued until nightfall, when the swarming enemy troops rushed densely towards the small mound, and the rain of arrows that covered the sky and the sun was vented from the air, and more than 2,000 people were like a flat boat in the black ocean, and they were in danger of being destroyed at any time.

The strength of the Yu family was too thin, less than 100,000 people in the full battle, and they could only passively defend in the face of an enemy army several times their size, and Zhang Dongming's forward battalion and the left army were completely abandoned.

After several rounds of impact, there were only more than 100 people left around Zhang Dongming, and the servant army was completely wiped out, leaving only the black belt disciples and red belt disciples, who reunited on a small mound and struggled to maintain.

A blood-stained battle flag fluttered in the wind, and two large characters written in ink: Xiong Zhen! fluttered high on the small mound, and the simple camp had long since ceased to exist, but the newly established Xiong Zhen camp had been holding on.

Zhang Dongming held the Blood Oath Treasure Knife in his hand, looking at the surging black wave as if it were nothing, the snow bright knife light suddenly rose, and the corpses were piled up within a hundred meters.

A group of soldiers of the Hydroxyle Empire wearing black leather armor took turns to attack, wave after wave retreated, and the night did not stop its attack, a Xiong Zhen battalion that lost one-third of the soldiers actually dragged its own 200,000 troops, countless torches were lit, and the fierce battle was endless, a small mound, the Hydroxyle Empire had invested tens of thousands of troops, and there were less than 100 disciples of the Yu family trapped in the middle, and it was these more than 100 people who firmly guarded the 'Xiong Zhen' battle flag, so that the army could not quickly converge with the Chinese army in Binhai City to encircle and annihilate the main force of the Yu family.

"Cavalry regiment, attack!"

A thousand monstrous beasts suddenly joined the black wave, and one by one the thin knights knelt on the beasts and rushed towards the small mound.

Layers of corpses covered the mound, a person on the mound was currently standing, with a cold and shining blood oath sword in his hand, the dead bodies in front of him were almost piled up into a high city wall, standing tall on the city wall made of corpses and contemptuous of all directions, it was this not strong man, the control of the Xiong Zhen camp, one person blocked the attack of one side, and could take care of both ends, there was no enemy everywhere he passed, and the soldiers of the Zylle Empire had begun to fear intentionally or unintentionally avoiding this old killing god.

The Yu family's body forging technique is really extraordinary!

"The cavalry regiment rushed forward and broke the enemy. "The commander of the Right Army Corps of the Hydroxyle Empire finally released the last trump card in his hand.

The cavalry of the Zille Empire was agile and nimble, avoiding the fierce men who existed like the god of war, and launched an attack from the other three sides.

The phalanx composed of rows of infantry slowly moved forward, pikemen, archers, sword and shield men, violent breakers, different phalanxes have different characteristics, some are suitable for defense, some are suitable for attack, and some are suitable for sneak attacks.

The neat phalanx was slightly blocked at the foot of the corpse mountain, and the archers who followed up shot out a curtain of arrows like rain, and a cloud of sword light rolled from the corpse mountain, the cold and sharp blades were like a trembling cicada wing, and when the sound of breaking the air was heard, the blood full of blood had already gushed out.

The thousand-person phalanx couldn't hold out for long under the strangulation of a bloody oath sword, and soon fell one by one, and the blood water flowed down the mound and converged into a river.

Countless blood-colored silk threads floated in the night sky, Zhang Dongming didn't know what those blood-colored silk threads were, but he could feel that the more blood-colored silk threads were absorbed, the more skilled he was at controlling the range of 100 meters, and the flexibility of his body was also greatly improved, as long as he was within 100 meters, he could appear anywhere like a teleportation.

A huge mace broke through the range of 100 meters and smashed down fiercely towards Zhang Dongming, his body swayed like a ghost, and suddenly cut close to the enveloping range of the mace, and the blood oath knife was obliquely drawn, and the feeling of cutting into the flesh and blood came clearly, this knife did not cut the person in two, and the strength of the other party's physique exceeded expectations.

The fit is up, the backhand is another knife, and the strong body can't resist the sharpness of the blood oath sword, not to mention the strong power of the promoter.

The person who was divided into two parts did not die, struggling to hug Zhang Dongming's leg, and stomped on the head full of beards, and a thin cloud of black smoke rose and flew towards the distant sky. The small black sign in his mind kept vibrating, dragging the black smoke towards Zhang Dongming's body.

The black smoke is intangible and qualitative, divided into two parts, one part drifts towards the sky and the other gathers towards Zhang Dongming, the two parts of the smoke are not completely disconnected, and a black silk thread is connected in the middle.

The smoke approached the body, quickly sinking into the body and rushing into the mind, blending into the small black sign.

Celestial successor!

There is a successor of the gods hidden in the Empire!

The black smoke grew longer and longer, slowly forming a black silk thread, a black smoke rose high, and a thin black thread firmly tied the smoke and continued to pull it down, like a tug-of-war with an existence in the void, and it actually fell into a state of equilibrium.

The thin black thread quickly drilled into Zhang Dongming's body, and the black smoke flowed along the silk thread into Zhang Dongming's body, and the black smoke above his head became smaller and smaller.

Zhang Dongming suddenly felt alarmed, rushed to the side, and accelerated his breakthrough in the range of a hundred meters, as if breaking through the sound barrier, his body almost stopped, and time seemed to pause for a second at this moment, and soon the blood-colored figure shot out and flew down the dirt slope.

Boom! A bolt of lightning that fell from the sky struck the place where Zhang Dongming had been standing, smoke and dust rose, rocks flew everywhere, and the broken corpses flew all over the sky like dead leaves swept up by the autumn wind.