Kill it!

Easier said than done!

More than 3,000 disciples in the Murong army array were killed.

Yang Hu lifted Murong Yuntian's head and hung it on his waist, and casually picked up a tower shield leaning against the camp tent.

Walked out.

Wei Zheng's legs went limp, and he fell to the ground with a pop.

The two soldiers standing outside the camp tent saw Yang Hu's figure for the first time, and saw his head hanging from his waist for the second time, and the third ...... The cries of terror thundered through the forest.

"The lord of the city was assassinated. ”

"The lord of the city was assassinated. Grab the assassin, catch him. ”

Yang Hu's figure flashed, the sword flashed, and the two soldiers who screamed in amazement were hit by the shield in his hand and flew backwards, and his lifeless body fell into the mud in the forest.

The soldiers patrolling next to him roared angrily and rushed towards Yang Hu.

In the bleak wind and cold rain, the light and shadow of the misty torches illuminated the pupils of the black shadows in the forest, and the screams of the soldiers spread along the night, and the entire Murong camp was suddenly filled with screams, angry scolding and shouting.

Yang Hu had a shield and a knife in his hand, with Murong Yuntian's head hanging from his waist, and rushed towards the soldiers with a hideous face.

The power of the city lord's secret technique dragon elephant brought terrifying power to Yang Hu, and the tower shield became a terrifying life-seeking weapon in his hands, and the two soldiers who rushed up seemed to have met a train, and they were knocked out more than ten meters by spitting blood in the savage collision, and rolled into a ball with their companions who rushed over.

Before the soldiers who fell to the ground could get up, Yang Hu's bloodthirsty sword had already followed, and the thudming sound continued, and the Murong soldiers in front of him were all slashed with a single sword, and the bloody scene exploded with the screams of the soldiers.

More than ten people fell at Yang Hu's feet in the blink of an eye.

More and more soldiers rushed out from all over the forest.

Yang Hu roared arrogantly: "Murong Yuntian has been beheaded, put down his weapons and surrendered. ”

The war knife in his hand did not stop, flying left and right and slashing over the two soldiers who rushed up.

There were soldiers and generals who were loyal to Murong Yuntian who were disdainful, and bravely rushed to Yang Hu to avenge the Lord and fight with Yang Hu.

Kong Wu, Qingkui and others, who were on the periphery of Murong's army array, also waited for Yang Hu's time to explain.

Before leaving, Yang Hu explained the task to them.

They have only one mission.

That is to attack the Murong army formation.

Attacking the Murong army formation with a fish scale array of fifty people, the signal was to wait for the Murong army array to be in chaos, and then launch an attack as soon as possible.

Yang Hu's actions tonight were not only beheading, he wanted to crush the Murong family's troops in one fell swoop. That's why when the soldiers heard about his plan, they seemed so uneasy.

The place where they ambushed was less than fifty meters away from the sentry post of the Murong family, and only more than two hundred meters away from the Murong army's array, and the moment the frightened shouts in the mountains and forests came, Qingkui, Kong Wu and the others who were lurking in the grass were like fierce beasts just waiting to prey, and suddenly jumped out of the grass.

The first to rush forward.

The heavy armor of the hundred battles was pressing on Qing Kui's body, making his figure look much burlier, and there was a heavy pant in his mouth and nose, and Qing Kui instantly crossed a distance of more than thirty meters at an indescribable speed, and appeared in front of the Murong sentry who was in charge of monitoring the movements.

The fierce standard collision posture slammed into a Murong disciple.

The snow swords in Qing Kui's hands flashed away like lightning sliding through the darkness, and the heads of the two soldiers who had just turned back to check the situation of the camp flew high and their blood soared into the sky.

Suddenly soared into the air, the battle knife in Qingkui's hand came out of his hand, and the body of the Murong disciple who was knocked away was still in mid-air, and the sword flashed and was immediately nailed to the ground.

The three sentry Murong disciples were beheaded in one face.

At the same time, the Murong disciples of the three nearby sentry posts were also killed by Kong Wu and others.

The fifty people who got up in the grass followed the pace of Qingkui Kong Wu and the others running forward quickly.

A Murong disciple exclaimed.

"The people from the city have attacked the camp......"

"Hurry up and inform the city lord. Hurry up ......"

"The lord of the city has been assassinated. ”

Really bad news.

The screams of the soldiers seemed to carry a hint of desperation in their exclamations.

The commander was stabbed, and there was no one in the army to lead it!

The determination of Murong Yuntian's soldiers to meet the enemy was shattered by the news of Murong Yuntian's death, and the dying aura made Murong disciples become unmotivated.

The heavy armor of the hundred battles brought enough protection for the fifty big fish of Qingkui Kong Wu, and they also carried arm shields in their hands, facing the panicked Murong disciples, the fish scale array formed by Qingkui Kong Wu and others gathered the fifty people together, turned into a huge strange fish, and plunged headlong into the Murong disciples who rushed in a panic.

Start turning the river and the sea!

There was unspeakable excitement in everyone's eyes.

With a formation of fifty people, attacking the Murong army formation of more than 3,000 people, if this is normal, let alone let them go, it will make them feel terrified even if they imagine it.

But now, they were frantically brandishing their battle knives, and with the rapid change of the fish scale formation, they rolled and jumped in front of Murong disciples' military formations, harvesting the heads of Murong disciples like a god of death, making each of them feel unreal.

But it's that crazy.

When there was movement in front, the big man Liu, who had been standing in front of the military formation, had a glint in his eyes, and waved his hand and shouted in a deep voice: "Attack!"

Those soldiers in the city who followed the forward battalion of Kong Wu and others and entered the ambush site got up from the grass and rushed to the enemy camp in the dark rainy night like ghosts.

The entire Lincheng military formation began to stretch out to the left and right, keeping the formation moving forward quickly.

Swept and rushed towards the enemy camp.

Bloody in a dark rainy night.

No one knows!

......

A whole night of frantic attacks.

Let the soldiers in the city forget their fatigue.

Every one of them was excited.

Before the castle lord performed a miracle, each of them was still apprehensive and uneasy in their hearts!

But now, with trepidation and uneasiness in their hearts, they are washed away by the rain in the dark, and the blood that blooms turns them into predatory beasts, enjoying the pleasures of war to the fullest.

The captured Murong disciples in the woodland wailed all over the field.

The figures of the soldiers in the city flickered in the forest, cleaning up the last stubbornness.

The sky is still cloudy!

The rain is constant.

A few faint rays of light and shadow bloomed in the clouds, bringing together the soldiers who had withdrawn with the horns.

Trampling on corpses all over the ground, pungent and bloody.

Yang Hu took fifty burly soldiers behind him, and when he appeared in the eyes of the soldiers, the shield in his hand was only a basin-sized fragment, and only half of the hundred slashing knives were left, and the tiger roar armor on his body was even more fragmented.

But when he appeared in front of the soldiers.

The soldier, who was still full of excitement before, restrained the excitement on his face and knelt down on one knee in front of Yang Hu.

One, two, three...... A team, in pieces, strangely calmed down in the woods, bowing down to Yang Hu!

The fifty soldiers behind him also knelt down in front of Yang Hu.

Yang Hu's tall figure was once again deeply imprinted in the hearts of the soldiers at this moment.

Unbeatable!

Yang Hu raised half of the sword: "Clean up the battlefield and take prisoners." Return to the city to celebrate!"

"Roar!"

"Roar!"

"Roar!"

The soldiers let out an earth-shattering roar!

Murong Yuntian's expedition ended here.