In what seemed to be a stalemate, another three days passed.

The high-ranking generals of the Xilin Army gathered together, anxiously and painfully waiting for the butcher's knife of the Red Tan Army.

With the strength of the Xilin Army, it is extremely rare to be able to delay the battle for three months under the condition of great disparity between strength and weakness.

After three months of fighting, the Xilin Standing Army lost most of it, and even the army of soul warriors recruited later lost more than half of it in the three months that it was the main force of the battle.

In fact, from a month ago, the Xilin Army gradually lost the strength to counterattack and could only defend to the death. The army of reinforcements from the original eleven counties has been smashed and reorganized one after another.

If it weren't for the Red Tan Army's other ideas, I am afraid that this Xilin Army would have been able to defeat it a long time ago, and it would have advanced deeper into the Xilin territory.

"Report!" the scout hurriedly and numbly crawled into the commander's camp: "Marshal, the Red Tan Army is advancing towards our army!"

The coach in the center gave a painful and decisive order: "Pass the order, stick to it!"

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There are many, many people, so many that they are too many to count, so many that they are almost impossible to see at a glance.

As far as the eye could see, the army of the Red Tan Army came out of the camp and quickly assembled, like a torrent of steel, advancing towards the camp of the Xilin Army. That army was as imposing as a rainbow and murderous, giving people the feeling that it was irresistible.

Far away from the Red Army, when the army was advancing, suddenly a thunderous roar sounded: "Raise the flag!"

In an instant, countless battle flags were raised in the Red Tan Army, and there was no wind to automatic, hunting and dancing!

Chen Zongzhi and countless other people who were observing on the first line of defense all had miserable expressions: "Jianing Army, the ace army with one of the best combat effectiveness in the Red Chen Country!"

Zuo Wuzhou felt a chill in his heart, lying in front of the defense line like Chen Zongzhi, and frowned: "This time it feels different, it seems that they don't want to spend it anymore." ”

He Rao had seen a lot of such blood on the battlefield, and at this time, he was still under the military might of the other party, and his heart was a little swaying.

The Jianing Army is like a moving steel line-up, and even has a kind of arrogance, as if it can trample the heavens and the earth under its feet.

The earth trembled slightly, and Zuo Wuzhou Lingtai held down the steel knife clearly, and put it in a calm and selfless situation: "It seems that this battle is different from usual, there are strangeness." ”

"It's really weird!" Chen Zongzhi shook his hands with ten times his strength: "The strong attack has the biggest loss, the Jianing army is the trump card army, how can it be possible to send them to attack?"

Zuo Wuzhou moved when he heard this, and the dozens of battles he had experienced in the past three months floated through his thoughts like flowing water: "The Red Chen Army is ...... this"

"It's time for a general offensive!"

Chen Zongzhi and the others were all shocked: "Aren't they afraid of too big losses!"

Zuo Wuzhou's temperament was particularly calm at the moment, looking back and looking around, his eyes paused in the northwest corner of the camp, where there were war horses: "They are not afraid, because they can afford to lose, because they have absolute strength!"

Because the Red Tan Army faces the Xilin Army, it has the strength to absolutely overwhelm the surname!

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As soon as the words came out, Zuo Wuzhou thought thoughtfully, thinking in his heart: "Absolute strength?

"The generals of the Xilin Army are all resourceful, but the Red Chen Army ignores them, and only reduces the ten meetings with one force. No matter how much Xilin struggles and how many schemes he makes, the Red Tan Army doesn't care at all, just because they have absolute strength!"

"Strength is king. No matter how good the skills and tactics are, they must all be based on strength......"

This situation made Zuo Wuzhou suddenly have an epiphany.

"The Jianing Army is here! "Layer upon layer of heralds!

Zuo Wuzhou calmly pulled his bow and took the arrow, and the flag commander roared angrily: "Volley!"

Countless clusters of arrows shot from the defense line towards the Jianing army, overwhelmingly dense in the sky, and for a moment I could hear the terrifying whistling sound of the arrows breaking through the air, just like the sound of Dong Xiao!

Under this dense cluster of arrows, even though the Jianing army was wearing the best armor, it was inevitable that many people would fall from arrows. However, under such a rain of arrows, the Jianing Army's advance formation was not chaotic at all, and it didn't even let out a cry of pain.

A kind of silence turned into a silent dead momentum in front of the formation, and it was forced step by step, pressing everyone to the point of suffocation.

"Good discipline!" Zuo Wuzhou praised it, after participating in the war for three months, it was the first time he had seen a unit with such good discipline! At this time, watching this terrifying Jianing army gradually unfold its speed without being moved, advancing at full speed, he suddenly felt a feeling!

"The Jianing Army can become the trump card army of Hongchen, it must be because of discipline. Sure enough, only the best discipline and actual combat can give birth to the most powerful army. ”

Zuo Wuzhou's eyes were resolute: "Even an army has such discipline, and even countless people can have such discipline when they get together." The path of soul cultivation is a matter of one person, if it is not as good as an army composed of many people, what kind of soul path can be cultivated. If you can't be self-disciplined, how can you resist the temptation of external objects, how can you go further in the path of soul cultivation!"

He smiled with great joy, as bright as the afternoon sun: "On the way to soul cultivation, money, power, beauty, and everything in the world of flowers are nothing more than flashes of light. ”

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The Jianing Army is here!

"Kill!" Zuo Wuzhou jumped up and slashed the first Jianing sergeant who rushed to the defensive line!

The five soldiers he led roared angrily, and in an instant, shouts of killing rang out everywhere in the defense line. One after another, the Jianing Army was cut down like a gourd rolling on the ground, but this was actually just an advantage of land advantage!

Soon, the junior officers of the Jianing Army jumped on the defensive line and pounced on them with hideous blood!

The commander of the Jianing Army is a four-grade soul martial artist!

After dozens of battles, Zuo Wuzhou had already understood that the battle between the battlefield and the soul cultivator was different. The battle between soul cultivators can be a separate eruption, or it can be an explosion of ten percent of the strength in one fell swoop.

But on the battlefield, if anyone uses all their soul power with a stupid sword, they will inevitably die in the chaos.

However, if you don't use all your strength in battle, it will be difficult to kill the enemy and win. Whether to kill the enemy or protect oneself is really a dilemma in war, and a scale is extremely critical.

If you can't grasp this, sooner or later you will die. And Zuo Wuzhou was lucky, he only participated in the war a few times, and he understood this truth.

With a knife without any fancy skills, the evil wind caught the head and attacked this soul martial artist!

One of Zuo Wuzhou's subordinates roared forward angrily, and he desperately held on to this knife! The knife was broken, and he was slashed in the chest, and it suddenly cracked!

With only this momentary delay, this soul martial artist was cut in half by Zuo Wuzhou's steel knife: "How is it!"

The soldier, who had received a knife, turned pale and touched the thickened armor on his chest: "I'm still alive!"

Fighting on the battlefield is nothing more than chopping these few key points. If it's too strong, don't talk about the soldiers, Zuo Wuzhou can't stop it, so he can only choose to cooperate, and the soldiers will pick up the others and drag them down, and Zuo Wuzhou will kill the other party.

It was also thanks to the thickening of the chest armor proposed by Zuo Wuzhou and this set of tactics that he led his five subordinates to survive on the battlefield by luck.

Of course, such a method is only suitable for opponents who are one or two grades higher.

The lower-ranking officers of the Jianing Army took the lead and rushed to the defense line, and the battle on the defense line seemed fierce, but in fact it was a foregone conclusion that the defense line would be broken -- after all, the whole collective was a grade higher, and discipline was placed there.

Killed several soldiers of the Jianing Army in a row, and suddenly a strong wind swept from outside the defense line!

A shining light came to the road, Zuo Wuzhou was shocked, and reflexively greeted this person with ten percent of his strength!

With a crisp bang, Zuo Wuzhou spurted a mouthful of blood, and was slashed out like a gourd rolling on the ground, and the steel knife was cut in two! Before he had time to concentrate on who had attacked him, he shouted hysterically: "Retreat, retreat!"

Not only did Zuo Wuzhou sense the horror of the comer, but Chen Zongzhi and the others were also shocked, slashing and slashing a few times in a row, and then ran backwards! Within two steps of running, three soldiers were slashed and killed by this man on the spot.

Just by looking at this person's skills, anyone can guess. This young man who was a little terrifying was definitely a fifth-grade soul martial artist, if it weren't for the difference of two grades, it would never be impossible to stop even a move.

This officer of the Jianing Army is indeed a five-rank soul martial artist cultivator. broke through the defense line, and wanted to kill Zuo Wuzhou, the enemy who killed the enemy the most, with one sword, but I thought that one sword would definitely kill this three-grade soul warrior!

But who knows, Zuo Wuzhou actually just chopped it out, spit out a few mouthfuls of blood and ran away, looking like he was fine. This five-rank soul martial artist was first surprised, and then ashamed!

With the five-grade cultivation, he actually couldn't kill a third-grade soul warrior, if this was to be spread. He has the reputation of genius in Hongchen, wouldn't he become a laughing stock.

was bent on killing Zuo Wuzhou, who brought him shame, but Zuo Wuzhou ran away when he saw that something was wrong - Zuo Wuzhou is very willing to fight, but it doesn't mean that he doesn't know how to be flexible, he doesn't run when he encounters Wupin, and he doesn't want to die.

The five-rank soul martial artist glared at Zuo Wuzhou's distant figure hatefully: "Don't let me see you again!"

The Xilin Army's defense line resounded with an earth-shattering cry: "Retreat! The whole army retreats!"

The five-grade soul martial artist shouted murderously: "Open the camp." ”

The Jianing Army obviously had a battle plan for a long time, some stayed to open a camp, and some continued to pursue, not giving Xilin Country a chance to organize defense!

Just as the Xilin army retreated here, the Hongchen camp suddenly opened, and a huge cavalry team galloped in!

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