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"Retreated?"

"The question is...... Can you get back?"

Mu Tianen stared at the gray ocean, and a faint disdain rose at the corner of his mouth.

It is undeniable that these barbarian soldiers are very fierce, and after half an hour of fighting, they have already dropped tens of thousands of corpses on the ground, but ...... Victory should be your own.

With the rise of the battle song, the army of Wu Xianguo began to fight more and more bravely, the weather at this time has gradually warmed, no longer so cold, and the successive battles have also made their soldiers completely active, the so-called severe cold in the face of the murderous aura is simply a child!

The ridiculous thing is that those barbarians on the opposite side are still wearing winter clothes, and it is not cold to wear winter clothes, but when they fight on the battlefield, there is a fatal problem, that is, clumsiness!

Listening to the drumbeat of the enemy army becoming rapid, and watching the gray tide slowly retreat, Mu Tianen jumped off the lookout in a flash.

Under the lookout, Murong Yan, whose face was covered with blood, laughed proudly, and he raised the head in his hand and shouted loudly: "Mu Shuai, this is the head of the enemy's first fierce general!"

Mu Tianen saw that the head was much larger than the head of ordinary people, and he must have been one of those tall barbarians. [58814883 My master is a school flower, my master is a school flower]588, my master is a school flower, 591

He nodded, looked at the Dao blood marks on Murong Yan's body and asked, "Can you still fight again?"

Murong Yan laughed conceitedly: "I still have more courage to commend!"

"Okay! Your iron cavalry is chasing after the enemy, and you are bound to break through the camp in one fell swoop!"

After speaking, Mu Tianen looked up at the commanding platform and said sharply: "Pass my order!

In this kind of battle in the dark of night, there is no way to command the battle with the command flag, and the will of the commander can only be conveyed to the battlefield through various drum beats. These drums are divided into three drums, waiting for the enemy, ambushing drums, exhaling drums, and asking for life drums...... Each drum beat has a different meaning.

And the life-seeking drum is a signal to pursue with all your might!

As his words fell, the two wrestlers who had been prepared raised their giant mallets at the same time.

The dull beat of drums shook the sky, first once, twice, three times...... Then the drum beat became more and more urgent, louder and louder, like a horn urging the soul to chase the soul.

Wu Xian**** heard the sound of the drum, and under the full blessing of the battle song, they shouted battle slogans at the same time in their mouths, just like groups of ghosts chasing souls, shouting to chase the retreating barbarian soldiers.

Mu Tianen looked up, and he saw that the golden lotus that had been floating above the battlefield finally slowly retreated with the retreat of the enemy army, and at the same time, several rays of light fell on the golden lotus, presumably ...... It was those immortal cultivators who were using the power of floating to block the castration of their own army.

It's a pity, did they block it?!

If a few immortal cultivators can stop hundreds of thousands of troops, then it is not him Mu Tianen who is in command, and it is not 300,000 elites who come here to fight, but 30 temple elders!

After taking a deep breath, Mu Tianen looked at Elder Wuding, who had just finished casting the spell among the nine others.

"Elder Wu, the enemy army still has a big snake, if it is not bad as expected...... The one with several heads should be the legendary Xiangliu. This snake should appear right away. Please ......."

"It's just a little snake. Elder Wu Ding felt the rising momentum of his own soldiers and the decline of the enemy army in the vast wilderness, and he knew that the enemy was gone. [58814883 My master is a school flower, my master is a school flower]588, my master is a school flower, 591

And Mu Tianen, the general who is best at attacking, naturally will not miss such an opportunity.

After Elder Wuding finished speaking, he took out a sword trick again, and the spirit sword in his hand quietly appeared in the night sky along with the sword trick.

At the same time, the other eight elders also pinched out exactly the same determination as Elder Wuding at the same time, and in a moment, the spiritual power in the eight human bodies frantically poured into Elder Wuding's spiritual sword.

The spirit sword began to emit a dazzling light, as if there was a sun hidden in the sword, and it illuminated the entire camp with incandescent light!

This is the spirit sword of the peak of the fairy, after gathering the spiritual power of nine people, the power of this spirit sword is enough to open the mountain and crack the stone!

Even Elder Wuding believed that even if there was a real dragon on the opposite side, he was confident that he would kill it in one fell swoop!

......

Above the golden lotus, Ding Ling's eyes were red.

He watched as Haji was beheaded by the fierce knight of the enemy army, watched a dwarf named Zotai being pierced through the chest and abdomen with four spears, and watched those demon beasts roar in the battlefield, but the blades of ordinary soldiers could not shake a single bit.

The coalition forces retreated all the way, fell all the way, and blood all the way.

In this short mile of land, it turned out to be a land of dead souls! In this short mile of land, in more than ten minutes, the fallen soldiers were even about to catch up with the casualties of the previous battle for nearly an hour!

Although Ding Ling doesn't take care of things, his memory is too good, so good that he has only met once, and he will remember his name once he hears it, so he ...... When the Third Town rushed to the front and fell last, he was saddened by the dead soldiers.

In the third town, most of the soldiers under Scar were the first batch of "veterans" who arrived in the Void Heaven and participated in the construction of the Four Clans City, and it happened that Ding Ling was also the most free during that time, he didn't dare to say that tens of thousands of people recognized all of them, but at least there were hundreds of people he had an impression!

And watching these soldiers whose names he could name fall, he felt that he was about to lose his desire to kill.

He glanced at Mingyue, and although he didn't question any of Mingyue's decisions, he still glanced at Mingyue.

Is such a sacrifice necessary?

Mingyue reached out and took his trembling right hand, her voice calm and sad.

"If one side retreats, there will only be losses, we are not a rout, if it is a rout, then these 200,000 people will be gone long ago. ”

Ding Ling took a deep breath. He understands this truth, and even any military idiot understands that 200,000 people fight 300,000 people, no matter how fierce the battle is, the two sides will definitely have casualties on both sides.

However, once one side begins to retreat, then only those who retreat will have casualties. The chasing side is a knife, raising the hand is a shot, and drawing the bow is an arrow......

Therefore, throughout history, as long as one side begins to retreat, it will continue to retreat.

That's why there is a noun called a thousand miles of collapse.

"But, it's a must. ”

Everyone was silent, except for Feng Yingxue who stepped forward, ruffling her long hair that had been blown away by the cold wind, and her gaze stayed on the shining spot in the enemy camp.

She summoned the spirit sword, and then gently patted Ding Ling on the back.

"Ding Zero, this is indeed a must. ”

Mingyue glanced at Feng Bangxue, she took a light breath, and then her eyes fell to the battlefield.

After paying the price of nearly 10,000 people, the coalition forces finally retreated to the glacier in a hurry.

And the worst third town is no longer three out of ten.