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When the few wind troops who rushed in front approached less than 100 meters to the entrance of the village, a continuous explosion sound was heard from the opposite side. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Projectiles flew head-on from the village, and two of the wind soldiers were shot and fell to the ground without dodging, and several other wind soldiers either lay down or hid behind cover, and fired back at the enemy in front.

The two sides were shooting back and forth, and there were no casualties on the enemy's side, but Xiao Wu's soldiers had already lost more than a dozen people.

Shangguan Xiu narrowed his eyes, two cold lights shot out of his eagle eyes, he shook the Mo knife in his hand, walked out of the bunker again, and walked towards the opposite side.

"You give me back......" The captain of the third battalion still wanted to hold him, Shangguan Xiu turned his head and said to him expressionlessly: "Lord Battalion Captain, I'll help in the battle!"

His tone was very calm, and there was no expression on his face, except that he glanced at it, and the third battalion lieutenant felt as if he had fallen into an ice hole, and a chill skewed from the soles of his feet, reaching the ends of his hair.

His outstretched hand hurriedly retracted as if it had been electrified, Shangguan Xiu raised the corners of his mouth at him, and said softly: "Lord Battalion Commander, don't worry about me!"

As he approached the center of the battle between the two sides, a white mist emanated from his body, and the spirit armor quickly condensed on his body.

The captain of the third battalion, who was watching the battle from behind, was taken aback, and said in surprise and horror: "He...... How could he be a spiritual cultivator? Isn't he a sharp warrior?" Among the sharp soldiers, there are basically no spiritual cultivators, and they are all ordinary people who cannot cultivate spiritual martial arts. Intoxicating chapter & section small.Said in hey ~ smoke ~ grid

No matter which country's army it is, the cultivators are extremely valuable war resources, so how can they be willing to push the cultivators to the forefront and let them be cannon fodder and charge into battle?

Let's talk about Shangguan Xiu, he covered his spiritual armor, held the Mo knife, and walked forward step by step.

The wind army, led by Xiao Wu, was dumbfounded behind the nearby bunkers. It's not that they haven't seen a spirit cultivator, but they haven't seen such a bold spirit cultivator who dares to advance against the fire of fire, he really thinks that the spirit armor on his body is an iron wall!

People were about to shout at him to dodge quickly, but the projectiles on the opposite side had already concentrated on Shangguan Xiu. He raised his left arm and held his palm open in front of his eyes.

The projectiles continued to hit his body one after another, and the sparks splashed up in a ball, but the spirit armor on his body was really like an iron wall, and the projectiles of the fire gun could not hurt him at all.

Xiao Wu saw it clearly, his heart was shocked, and he subconsciously blurted out: "It's a master!

Shangguan Xiu withstood the volley of the Besa army and pushed to the entrance of the village. As soon as he arrived, shouts were heard from both sides, and two groups of Bessa's army rushed towards him from the left and right. Shangguan Xiu held the knife in both hands and slashed to the side.

With a click, one of the Besa soldiers who had taken the lead in rushing to his approach was split in two by the slanted shoulder strap of the Mosake. Then he stabbed forward, and the edge of Mo's knife plunged into the eyebrows of another Bessa.

As soon as the two Besa soldiers fell to the ground, a Besa Spiritual Cultivator rushed to him, and the spirit sword fell on top of his head with a howling wind.

Shangguan Xiu parried with a horizontal knife. There was a crisp click in the ear chakra, and the Mo knife in Shangguan Xiu's hand broke in response, and the opponent's spirit sword was castrated, and it slashed at his shoulder.

However, the edge of the spirit sword only cut a dent in the spirit armor on his shoulder, and the Besa spirit cultivator was shocked, his own spirit soldier couldn't break through the other party's spirit armor, how high was this person's cultivation?

Just when he was stunned, Shangguan Xiu stepped forward and punched forward, choking the opponent's throat.

The Besa cultivator was so frightened that he hurriedly lowered his head and flashed, Shangguan Xiu punched the air, and the fist fell down, smashing the back of the Besa cultivator's head.

This punch was so strong that it not only smashed the spiritual armor behind the cultivator's head, but even his eyeballs were shocked out of the sockets, and he fell to the ground with a thud, killing him on the spot.

Seeing this, the surrounding Besa troops were all shocked and angry, and people shouted and rushed towards Shangguan Xiu again, picked up the weapons in their hands, and slashed at him desperately.

The corners of his mouth raised, he sneered, his arm suddenly waved outward, and there was an extra bright Mo knife in his palm. This time, when his Mo knife swung outward, the spirit chaos wind was unleashed, and the wind blade danced wildly, shooting in all directions.

Sand, sand, sand! The wind blade tore through the leather armor and cloth clothes on the people's bodies, and cut through the flesh and bones of the people, and for a while, the screams became one piece. With Shangguanxiu as the center, the surrounding ground and walls were covered with scratches one after another, and dozens of Besa soldiers fell to the ground, or strangled by the wind blade, or groaned with serious injuries.

Xiao Wu and the other wind soldiers were all dumbfounded, and the hairs on their bodies stood on end. After a while, Xiao Wu Fang came back to his senses and shouted excitedly to his brothers around him: "Our army's spiritual cultivators have broken through the enemy's defense line, brothers charge with me!

"Kill!"

He responded, and dozens of wind soldiers with fire guns, shook off their legs, and stormed the village with the strength to eat. Seeing that the defense line of the village was broken by his own side, the commander of the third battalion was so happy that he almost jumped high, he waved the saber in his hand forward, and shouted loudly: "Brother of the third battalion, follow me into the village and kill all the enemy troops!"

Only under the leadership of Shangguan Xiu alone, the morale of the wind army was stimulated, and hundreds of wind troops rushed forward like a tide. The Besa defenders in the village continued to fire outward, but their fire was no longer able to stop the wind army from breaking through.

The wind army outside the village rushed into the village one after another, and started a hand-to-hand battle with the Besa army, and at the same time, the wind army that developed an attack from the north and south sides of the village also attacked the village, and for a while, the village and the outside of the village were in chaos.

If the wind army can be blocked outside, the more than 1,000 Besa defenders in the village can still hold on to the fight, and now they are attacked and killed by the wind army, looking at the oncoming, wolf-like wind army, the Besa defenders have no fighting spirit at all, and people are so frightened that they scatter and flee, only caring about fleeing for their lives.

They are not a regular army, they are recruited from the common people, and they are improvised and patchwork, including peasants, small traders, shoe repairers, and blacksmiths, all of them, where does such a group of people have the courage to fight a white-knuckle battle with the Zhenjun army?

Of the more than 1,000 Besa troops, most of them were killed, and some were captured alive by the wind army, and only more than 100 escaped by chance. When the battle was over and the wind army was conducting an investigation, it was discovered that among the captured Besa army, there was a commander and three commanders.

Knowing that a commander had been captured alive, the lieutenant of the third battalion couldn't close his mouth, but after counting his own casualties, he couldn't laugh. After the battle, the third battalion suffered more than 300 casualties, and lost six sharp soldiers, plus two commanders.

After the captain of the third battalion and Lao Wei met, he frowned, pointed to the map, and said: "The task that the general gave my battalion is to take down this fortress near the city, look at the map, and to advance there, at least you have to walk more than ten miles, and I don't know how many Besa troops you will encounter along the way, and how many tough battles you will have to fight." In the battle just now, our battalion has lost more than 300 brothers and six sharp soldiers, and I am afraid that the next battle will not be able to continue!"

Lao Wei and him are in the same legion, and they are both battalion lieutenants, and the relationship between them could not be more familiar, looking at him like this, you know that he has something to ask for. Lao Wei asked bluntly: "Say, Lao He, how many brothers do you want to borrow from me?"

Lao He bared his teeth, patted Lao Wei's shoulder, and said, "You still know me! I know that the task of your battalion is not easy, so let's borrow someone from you!"

"Alone?"

"It's the sharp soldier you borrowed me just now!" Lao He smiled flatteringly and said: "I think that little brother is fighting well, I like it a lot, just let him stay in our camp for the time being, and when this battle is over, I will return it immediately, and I will never break my promise, how about it?"

Lao Wei scolded secretly in his heart, you are not afraid of the wind flashing your tongue, that is an adult, with the force of an adult, not to mention a village garrisoned by a thousand people, even if it is a village garrisoned by 10,000 enemies, an adult can fight it alone!

He shook his head again and again and said, "No, he is ......."

Before he could speak, Shangguan Xiu walked over and asked curiously, "The mission of the third battalion is to fight here?"

Seeing Shangguan Xiu coming, Lao He's eyelashes were smiling. Enthusiastically took Shangguan Xiu's arm, walked to the map, pointed at it, and said: "Here and here! This fortress near the city, which is only two miles away from Vasa City, is the ultimate goal of our battalion. ”

Shangguan Xiu lowered his head and looked at it seriously. Lao He turned his head and shouted loudly to the soldiers around him: "What are you all doing here? Go to the kettle of water and make a bowl of tea, don't you see that the little brothers are thirsty?"

In the army, it is a place where strength speaks, whether it is real gold or not, pull it on the battlefield and walk around, you will know it at a try.

If you are a coward who is incompetent and cowardly, no one in the army can look down on you, and if you are a brave and good fighter, even if the military rank is not high, your comrades and superior officers around you will hold you like a treasure.

The current situation is exactly like this, Shangguan Xiu's strength, everyone just now is obvious to all, for fear that he is unwilling to come to the third battalion, Lao He moved a chair to invite him to sit, and asked his subordinates to bring tea and water, I am afraid that his top boss, the head of the corps, will not be so polite.

Shangguan Xiu was amused by Lao He, who was busy, when he didn't like you, he yelled and scolded you, and when he admired you, he couldn't wait to find a board to offer you, this is the brothers in the army, simple, direct, and rough, on one side they are murderous beasts, and on the other hand, they are simple and lovely.

"With only one battalion, it is not an easy task to travel more than ten miles within the enemy's defense line and hit this fortress near the city. After Shangguan Xiu sat down, he crossed Erlang's legs, held the table with one hand, looked at the map, and held a broken bowl delivered by a soldier in the other, drinking the rotten tea that came out of nowhere.

"Yes, this mission is indeed not easy, but then again, in the battle of Vasa City, the enemy is outnumbered, and the task of each battalion is very difficult, and the third battalion of our fifth corps has no reason to be left behind!"

"That's right, I'm going to fight with you. ”