Chapter 161: A Small Victory

The two Elt legions penetrated only nearly sixty kilometers deep into the Heigang Principality, and according to the normal marching speed, two hours was enough to escape from the Heigang Principality.

The wind was waiting, and the two Elt legions were in disarray. The Eighteenth Army Corps, led by Curry, was directly disabled after more than an hour of fighting, except for a few who surrendered, there was no one left, which can be described as a regimental annihilation. And Curry, as the commander of the legion, originally wanted to be summoned by the Heigang Principality, but Curry, who had a strong personality, saw that the situation was hopeless, just like the overlord of Western Chu on the earth, he drew his sword and killed himself.

After killing the Eighteenth Legion, leaving a small number of men to clean up the battlefield, the Heigang Legion pursued the Seventeenth Legion, threatening to slaughter it.

Among the fleeing Elt Legions, the legion commander Nan Hu looked at the Heigang Legion in the rear, and was very anxious, urging his soldiers to speed up, as long as they escaped from the Heigang Principality and entered the territory of the Elt Principality, then they could be rescued by the Elt Principality.

and he was saved.

In this snow, the army dressed in steel galloped at a great speed, the Duchy of Heigang chased, and the Duchy of Elt fled. The Duchy of Heigang is like a wolf, driving its prey into a prepared trap little by little. The prey that runs away blindly, but does not know that it is approaching the land of death.

The snow is not too big, but it can make the snow on the ground a little thicker.

The earth trembled slightly, and Feng Qiankuo, whose body was covered in snow, raised his head, climbed the snow mound, and looked into the distance. As a sixth-order powerhouse, his perception is much more sensitive than that of other soldiers.

As far as the eye could see, black dots flickered, and the faint sound of horses' hooves came, slowly getting bigger and clearer.

Seeing the Elt Legion appearing in front of him, Feng Qiankuo was nervous and a little excited at the same time. He yelled around, "Meet the enemy!"

The majestic voice pierced through the drifting snow and spread.

One by one, figures in battle armor crawled out from under the snow behind Feng Qiankuo, and in an instant, a large area of snow seemed to collapse, replaced by black battle armor.

Standing up from the snow, the Black Gang soldiers waited quietly. The figure of the soldier from Heigang was hidden from the army of the Duchy of Elt.

Hiding here is not only to avoid being discovered by the 17th and 8th legions of the Duchy of Elt, but also to prevent the Elt army from being discovered by the Duchy of Heigang. Because, where the wind is located, not far from the border between the two countries, there are often patrols by the army of the Duchy of Elt.

If it is discovered by the army of the Duchy of Elt, which has not entered the Duchy of Heigang, then it is very likely that the Duchy of Heigang's extermination plan will be discovered by the Duchy of Elt, so it can only hide behind a low hill and let the snow cover you.

Now, it doesn't matter if they are discovered, the Seventeenth and Eighth Legions of the Duchy of Elt have already fallen into the bag, and there is no need to worry about not being discovered.

Tightening the silver armor on his body, Feng Qiankuo's palm gently brushed the hilt of the long sword hanging from his waist, and a fierce light flashed in his eyes.

Nan Hu led the 17th Army to run wildly, hanging the army of the Heigang Principality behind him all the way, and never made contact with its sword soldiers.

When they saw the border between the two countries appear in front of them, the soldiers of Elt's 17th Army were overjoyed and a little faster.

Although physically and mentally exhausted, how dare you slack off in order to survive.

Close, close.

However, the army commander Nan Hu, who was rushing in front, stopped, and his face was extremely ugly. The soldiers of the galloping Seventeenth Regiment stopped for unknown reasons. Through the snow curtain, the eyes are full of despair.

Groups of black gang soldiers, neatly arranged in front, dressed in cold and contemptible armor. The air of slaughter is pervasive, and the air of despair is pervasive.

Of course, it was the soldiers of the XVII Army who were desperate, with wolves in front and tigers in the back.

Feng Qiankuo stood in front of the array, the long sword in his hand was unsheathed, straight to the guide, not a word of nonsense, and burst out of his mouth: "Kill!"

The sound fell, the sound of killing in the array was everywhere, and the sound of swords unsheathed came one after another, directly hitting the seventeenth legion of the Duchy of Elt.

Feng Qiankuo walked through the battlefield, and there was no one else in his eyes, only a figure in front of him. It was as if there was an invisible force pushing the soldiers between the two of them away.

As the commander of the legion, although Nan Hu is not the strongest in the seventeenth legion, he is not weak, he has the rank and strength of the sixth order, and like Feng Qiankuo, both of them are half a catty of eight taels. However, one is to work at ease, and the other is to work at ease.

The power of the stars covered the body, and the two of them moved at the same time, with the body of the afterimage, colliding, separating, colliding, separating, and repeating.

The brilliant star sword qi slashed through the sky and slammed into it. Clever moves, tricky angles, every time is a dangerous avoidance.

Nanhu, the status in the Principality of Elt is not too high, and his status is not too prominent, and the exercises he has learned are not as broad as those of the Heigang royal family.

Although it is also a sixth-order, Nan Hu is a tired body, and in terms of the strength of the stars, Nan Hu is also slightly lost. After a long time, Nan Hu's body lacked the power of the stars and was at a disadvantage.

Around the battle circle of the two, the number of people slowly decreased. Sweat rained down, and the power of the stars around him became lighter in color, flashing and changing, like a light and a fantasy, and was about to dissipate.

With a move, Feng Qiankuo jumped backwards and stayed away from Nanhu. Nan Hu, who was relaxed, the hand holding the sword was trembling, and the power of the stars on his body also dissipated, revealing several wounds, and blood slid down the corners of his mouth.

Feng Qiankuo looked much better than Nan Hu, the corners of his mouth grinned, Feng Qiankuo showed a dangerous smile, the long sword in his hand slowly left his hand, floating in front of him, and the tip of the sword was straight to the gate.

Seeing this, Nan Hu was vigilant in his heart, and a sense of danger came to his heart.

"Hundred Void Flash!", the gesture in Feng Qiankuo's hand changed illusoryly, and he suddenly stretched out his right hand, grabbed the hilt of the sword, and opened his lips lightly.

A sword light flashed, and Nan Hu only saw a red floating in front of him, feeling a pain in his throat, and his eyes opened to the size of a calf, full of horror and disbelief.

His hands clutched his throat, his eyes began to drift, but his heart was full of unwillingness. It is also the sixth order, why is there such a big difference in strength, is this what those big forces are proud of?

Turning around, looking at the sword, dripping blood and dyeing the snow red, don't take a desolate taste. Looking at the surrounding situation, Feng Qiankuo left the battlefield and was escorted by several personal soldiers.

The power of the stars in the body has been completely depleted, after all, the use of a nirvana is not so simple. Hundred Void Flash can be described as the most powerful attack move of Feng Qiankuo.

The battlefield was chaotic, and the 17th Legion of the Principality of Elt was treated as a sandwich biscuit by the Duchy of Heigang, and it could only resist blindly by the enemy.

But it was impossible to defend against it, and the cavalry's powerful destructive ability broke through the defenses of the 17th Corps. The 17th Army Corps, which had been broken through its defenses, was left with less than 150,000 Elt soldiers left due to the previous battle, like a herd of lambs to the slaughter, wantonly slaughtered by nearly 800,000 Heigang soldiers.

Sitting upright on the hill, Feng Qiankuo took a pill, restored the power of the stars in his body, recovered some of the power of the stars, and the blood on his face recovered a lot.

Looking at the battle below that was about to end, Feng Qiankuo looked at the other side of the battlefield, where there was a person standing, who was the commander of this battle, the commander of an ordinary legion.

With his own soldiers, Feng Qiankuo came to the side of the legion commander.