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"You cowardly cowards, and you have the face to run back, why don't you die at the hands of the Wind Army! The faces of the Besa people have been lost by you!" Frank let out a low growl. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"General, let us in, the Feng Army is about to chase and kill......" Shangguan Xiu's voice did not fall, and the pursuers of the Ninth Corps behind them cooperated just right, and the guns were released again and again, and the critical sound of the fire guns was almost connected.

Shangguan Xiu's body was shocked, and he shouted with a crying voice: "The general helps, the general helps-"

The Besa army on the earthen wall was all moved when they heard his cry for help.

The Besa general cleared his throat and whispered, "My lord, the garrison of Bell Fortress is hateful, but ...... But after all, they are our own people, and we can't and can't watch them die right under our noses!"

Frank stamped his foot hard and scolded indignantly, "A bunch of rice buckets!" and he asked outside again, "How many of them are there in the Wind Army?"

"Yes...... There are two or three thousand, no, there are five or six thousand, too...... Or maybe 10,000 ......"

When Frank heard this, his nose was almost crooked, and he didn't even know how many enemies he was chased and killed, what kind of soldiers were they? If he did what he wanted, he should not let them enter the fortress, and he should have let them die in the hands of the wind army, but in front of everyone, if he really did this, it would be too chilling for the soldiers under his command, and if he didn't get it right, he would be severely punished by the consul. héiyaпgě

"Let them into the fortress!" Order, all men, get ready for battle!" exclaimed Frank in a sullen voice.

The gate of the fortress finally opened, and the wind army led by Shangguanxiu immediately poured into the fortress. As they entered the fortress, there were quite a few Besa troops gathered around, and people craned their feet and craned their necks to watch.

Here in the fortress near the city, only a small force of wind army was attacked, the strength of that wind army was too small, only a few hundred people, to repel them, the Besa defenders did not have much effort, and now the Besa army in the fortress is very curious about the battle situation outside, and does not know how far the outside is fighting.

But looking at the appearance of this group of deserters, people's hearts were hanging, their appearance was so miserable, their faces and bodies were full of blood, and they drooped their heads one by one, their faces were expressionless, like a walking corpse. Although they had successfully escaped into the fortress and evaded the pursuit of the wind army, none of them spoke, and none of them showed the joy of escaping death, as if all the personnel had become numb. What kind of tragic war situation must this have to go through to torture people like this?

The 'deserters' were lifeless, their heads bowed, and they were silent, and the Besa army who were watching around thought they were stupid by the terrible war, but in fact, the 'deserters' did not dare to speak, and if they said more, they would have to show their stuff immediately.

The whole scene of the deserters entering the fortress was eerily silent. At this moment, one of the Besa soldiers in the crowd took a step forward and said to a 'deserter' who walked in front of him: "Brother, your grain bag has dropped. ”

On the ground, there was a ration bag with bread that had been dropped by the deserter. The deserter didn't seem to hear his warning, and continued to move forward mechanically.

The Besa soldier shouted to him twice, and seeing that he didn't react at all, he sighed secretly, bent down, picked up the ration bag, quickly caught up with the deserter, patted him on the shoulder, and said: "Brother, your things have fallen! Why don't you ignore me when you talk to you, are you stupid? Is the Wind Army so terrible?"

Suddenly someone tapped him on the shoulder from behind, and the deserter shook his body and stopped, but did not look back. Listening to the Besa man muttering behind him, he didn't know what he was talking about, but it felt as if he was being seen as flawed.

His nerves tensed suddenly, and he slowly raised his hand without leaving a trace, feeling into the armor. The Besa soldier didn't see his small movements, and when he saw that he was still silent, he was angry and funny, and complained: "I said, you shouldn't really be stupid by the wind army, it's too unproductive......

I don't understand what the other party says, and I have to pretend to be the other party's companion, which is simply terrible.

The Besa soldier tugged his shoulders to make him turn around, but at the same time, he had an extra dagger in his hand, aimed at the Besa soldier's lower abdomen, and stabbed him viciously.

Poof! No one thought that their own deserters would suddenly kill their own people. The good-natured, talkative Besa soldier was completely defenseless, and was hit in the stomach by his dagger.

"Ahh

This sudden change made everyone nearby stunned and stupid, and after a while, the scene was like a fried pot, and the roars and shouts were remembered one after another.

Without saying a word, the deserter drew his saber from his side, roared, and rushed into the crowd of Bessa's army, slashing with his sword. His actions were tantamount to sounding the clarion call to launch an attack. The deserters who entered the fortress tore up their disguises, drew their swords and killed the Besa army around them.

In an instant, the fortress was in chaos, and as far as the eye could see, it was all the Besa army fighting the Besa army, and the two sides were fighting together, and it was difficult to distinguish between the enemy and the enemy. Of course, this is the case for the Besa Army, but for the disguised Wind Army, it is easy to distinguish the difference between the enemy and the enemy, and the disguised Wind Army has a sweat towel unique to the Zhenjun Army wrapped around their arms.

The time for the brothers below to make a move was much earlier than Shangguan Xiu's original plan, no matter how perfect the plan was, when it came time to implement it, there would be a lot of unexpected situations, this time the wind army would start in advance, it was triggered by an inconspicuous ration bag, fortunately, most of the wind army had now entered the fortress.

"Release the letter cannon!" Shangguan Xiu shouted, covered his spirit armor, took a deep breath, and his body first bowed, and then jumped into the air, flying straight towards the earthen wall where Frank was.

Others were in the air, his arm waved outward, and three silver wires shot out, wrapped around the three Besa soldiers on the earthen wall, his arm pulled back hard, and then pulled the force, his figure flew sideways in the air, and jumped on the earthen wall, and the three Besa soldiers who were pulled by the silver line screamed one after another, and fell down from the earthen wall.

As soon as Shangguan Xiu went up to the earthen wall, a large group of Besa soldiers rushed on both sides. Shangguan Xiu pulled out the Mo knife from the gap in the spirit armor of his wrist, swung it outward, and cast it with a cross slash. The earthen wall is narrow, making it suitable for a small-area attack such as a cross slash.

More than 20 Besa soldiers rushed over were crushed by the wind blade, and many others were affected by the wind blade, screaming and falling off the earthen wall.

Shangguan Xiu stepped on the ground with one foot, and the whole person turned into a whirlwind and rushed straight towards Frank. The enemy is outnumbered, and capturing the thief and the king first is the best tactic. Shangguan Xiu knocked down a long platoon of Besa soldiers in front of him, and when he was about to rush to Frank's front, a Besa spiritual cultivator took Frank behind his back and stabbed out with a spirit spear, straight to Shangguan Xiu's chest. Shangguan Xiu returned the knife to parry, and when he was long, the edge of the spirit spear was stabbing the body of the spirit knife, and by its impact, Shangguan Xiu's figure slid backwards more than half a meter away.

"Kill!" more than a dozen Besa soldiers behind him raised their guns and opened fire on him. The projectile was behind him, crackling, Shangguan Xiu didn't reply, his arm only waved back at will, the Mo knife suddenly broke into two, the second half of the knife body was still in Shangguan Xiu's hand, the first half of the knife body ejected, and the front and rear two sections of the knife body were connected by a thin silver wire in the middle.

Poof! Half of the sword body swept through the crowd of the Besa army, and more than a dozen Besa soldiers were cut off at the waist, and then the broken knife bounced back again, and the two blades merged into one.

The Besa Soul Cultivator on the opposite side had never seen such a strange weapon, and his heart was shocked, his eyes showed surprise and horror, and he looked intently at the Mo Dao in Shangguan Xiu's hand.

Shangguan Xiu walked over to him with a knife, slashed out with a knife, and slashed at his neck obliquely. The Besa Cultivator hurriedly parried with his spear.

With a piercing crash, the cultivator took two large steps in succession, nearly falling off the edge of the earthen wall. Before he could straighten up, Shangguan Xiu followed with another kick and kicked him hard under the ribs. The spirit armor on the ribs of the Besa Soul Cultivator shattered into snowflakes, he snorted, his body bounced out of the earthen wall, his figure was still in the air, Shangguan Xiu waved the Mo Knife, the Mo Knife turned into several silver threads, chased out, wrapped around the body of the Spirit Cultivator, and pulled him back again.

The moment he was pulled back to the earthen wall, Shangguan Xiu's punch struck out. This heavy punch was smashing into the cultivator's head, and the latter's skull burst open like a smashed watermelon, and blood and brains splattered everywhere.

"Ahh

Shangguan Xiu looked through the gap in the crowd and saw that Frank was being guarded by a large number of personal soldiers, evacuating under the earthen wall. As soon as he was distracted, a Bessa Spiritual Cultivator flew up to him.

Boom! The two of them slammed into each other, and they both fell off the earthen wall, and fell on the ground under the earthen wall with a thud, and the dust was shaken up so high.

The Besa Spiritual Cultivator stood up from the ground, and at the same time, his hands reached out, grabbed Shangguan Xiu's neck with one hand, clasped his waist with the other, and turned his hands outwards with all his might.

Boom! Shangguan Xiu's figure hit the earthen wall, knocking out a big pit in the earthen wall, and the whole person was embedded in the earthen wall.

His hand reached into the pit, his body stiffened, and he involuntarily retreated. As he retreated, he saw Shangguan Xiu clasping his palm and jumping out of the pit. The palms of the two interlocked each other, and they strengthened themselves.

The Besa Spiritual Cultivator was tall and the head was on his back, Shangguan Xiu stood up with him, the two were very different in size, but the Besa Spiritual Cultivator couldn't break his hand at all, on the other hand, Shangguan Xiu, as he broke his drink, with his strength, his palm suddenly twisted outward, and he heard a click, the wrist bones of the Besa Spiritual Cultivator were broken, the spirit armor at the wrist was shattered, and the bones of Bai Huahua pierced the flesh and probed out of the body.