In an instant, the two armies collided

Under the leadership of Mo Xuan, the Emperor's original army was full of fighting intent, like the foot of a hungry tiger mountain, crashing into the enemy bush, killing intent flying in his eyes, roaring angrily, and swords flying down, setting off a blood mist. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Mo Xuan's eagle eyes glared angrily, the killing intent was constantly rising, and the horse quickly passed between the two enemy soldiers, the long sword in his hand flashed coldly, and instantly slashed through the throats of the two enemy soldiers, blood splashed, and the two enemy soldiers covered their throats and slowly softened to the ground.

Although the 20,000 ghost army resisted vigorously, the morale of the Emperor Tibetan army, under the leadership of Mo Xuan, soared to the peak, as if they had taken X medicine, their eyes were glowing with terrifying blood red, roaring angrily, and frantically waving the weapons in their hands to slash at the enemy army.

Often the soldiers of the Emperor and Tibetan Army were slashed, but they did not feel pain as if they were bitten by mosquitoes, and they still waved their weapons wildly, staring at the blood-red eyes, and slashed fiercely at the soldiers opposite.

The ghost army has seen such a desperate army, and those who were killed for a while lost their armor, screamed and fled.

Bo Hanyu looked at the slaughtered soldiers fleeing in all directions, and kept waving the long sword in his hand and roaring angrily: "Come back to Lao Tzu, who let you escape?" The long sword in his hand kept slashing the fleeing soldiers.

Di Leran, who was on the city wall, opened his mouth at the moment, looking at the battlefield outside the city in a daze, and under the unconscious force of his hands, his nails were grabbed into the female wall, and a trace of blood flowed out.

From the special battalions of the two armies to Mo Xuan's entire army, it was only a tight half of the moment, but in this half of the moment, the defeat of the ghost army had appeared.

"General, hurry up and send troops, no matter how late it is, our army's losses will be heavier!" Seeing that Di Leran was still in a daze, the guards beside him hurriedly patted his shoulder, and the great god screamed.

"Ahh He shouted and rushed down the wall.

Crunch........

The city gate made an unpleasant noise, and it was opened from the inside, and Di Leran led an army of 30,000 people, roaring like a torrent of opening the gates.

"Huh, I finally can't help it?" Mo Xuan, who was slashing and killing the enemy army, heard the roar, suddenly looked up, and saw Di Leran leading the whole army out, a cold killing intent appeared on his face, and he waved his long knife and ordered: "Mingjin, the whole army retreats." As he spoke, he pulled the reins, turned the horse's head, and rode away.

Choke - choke -

The piercing and distant sound of Jin Ming floated in the audience, and it also woke up the soldiers of the Emperor Tibetan Army who were caught in the killing intent.

Although he was unwilling, but the military order was like a mountain, even if he was unwilling in his heart, he could only carry it out, and he glared at the ghost army who was killed and broke his fear, and followed Mo Xuan to retreat quickly.

Seeing that the Emperor Tibetan Army finally retreated, the frightened ghost army soldiers who were killed suddenly softened to the ground, this is not an army, this is completely a human life harvester.

Di Leran led the army to come, and when he saw Mo Xuan retreating, he wanted to pursue, but the front was full of his own soldiers who fell to the ground, if he rushed over, it would only increase the casualties of his own army, and in desperation, Di Leran could only collect the soldiers first and let the injured retreat to the city.

"General, I'm ......." Bo Hanyu rode his horse to Di Leran's side, bowing his head and his face full of shame.

"You, you, don't be too arrogant, you just don't listen, it's okay now!" Di Leran was angry when he saw Bo Hanyu, but then he thought that Bo Hanyu let him fight, and he also had a lot of responsibility, and now his morale is low, so he is even more unsuitable for reprimanding at this moment, so he can only say a few words helplessly.

"General, the last general knows his mistake, it's just that this Mo Xuan is too cunning, he actually killed so many soldiers of our army, and he is really unwilling to let them go like this. When Bo Hanyu talked about Mo Xuan, he gritted his teeth, as if he had killed his father and enemy.

Hearing this, Di Leran's anger that had just been suppressed rose again, and he roared like a mad beast: "This revenge is not revenge, you settle here, I will chase them, if I don't kill them today, how can I be worthy of my dead brother." So saying, he rode his horse away.

"General, wait, poor Kou Mo chase, with Mo Xuan's cunning, there will definitely be an ambush halfway, don't be rash!" and hearing that Di Leran was going to pursue, Xu Yangqiu, the general of the Chinese cavalry on the other side, hurriedly spoke out to stop him.

"Huh?" Di Leran, who was just about to leave, was stunned, strangled his seat, and his brain, which was carried away by anger, sobered up a little, regained his composure, and remembered the battle just now, a trace of jealousy flashed in the depths of his eyes, and the fire surging in his heart slowly dissipated.

"General, look!" At this moment, Bo Hanyu suddenly pointed in the direction of the retreat of the Emperor's Tibetan army and exclaimed.

Di Leran looked up suspiciously, and looked with Bo Hanyu's fingers, only to see a large white flag set up in the distance in the open space after the retreat of the imperial and Tibetan army, and two big words were written on the flag in black liquid - waste

Seeing this scene, Di Leran's face turned red instantly, and the fire qi that had just been suppressed rose again like a volcanic eruption, and the long knife pointed at him and roared angrily: "Mo Xuan, you deceive people too much, the whole army will chase me, I will kill them all." As he spoke, he grabbed the horse's belly and galloped out.

Xu Yangqiu was relatively calm, looking at the big flag that was suddenly planted on the ground, his eyes flickered, and at this moment, Di Leran had already roared and rode away.

"Excuse me, will ....... Alas~~" Xu Yangqiu stretched out his hand and hurriedly wanted to call Di Leran, but at this moment, Di Leran had already run away in an instant, and sighed helplessly, Xu Yangqiu could only drive his horse to follow.

In addition to the wounded soldiers, the remaining more than 40,000 ghost troops followed Di Leran and slaughtered towards the Emperor's Tibetan army.

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Mo Xuan, who had withdrawn from Wulidi, suddenly ordered the whole army to slow down, and then kept looking back, as if he was waiting for someone.

"Drive~~ kill-" After a while, there was a sudden sound of horses' hooves and killing shouts behind him.

Mo Xuan's slightly anxious face suddenly became happy, and a strange smile hung on the corner of his mouth: "It's finally here?" Sure enough, as the intelligence said, he was angry and brainless. Then he shouted: "The whole army accelerates, the goal, Xianghe." As soon as the words fell, he flicked the reins and rode out quickly.

Although the Emperor Tibetan army looked a little tired after a fight, the killing shouts from behind them and Mo Xuan's military orders prompted them to strengthen their spirits, and after taking a deep breath, they spread their feet and ran away with Mo Xuan.

Di Leran wanted to chase the God-Tibetan army, but the Emperor-Tibetan army chased and fled in order to escape for his life, and always maintained a distance of five hundred steps, and before he knew it, more than half an hour had passed.

Di Leran's anger slowly dissipated with the loss of time, although he was still resentful of Mo Xuan, but after all, if he kept chasing him like this purposelessly, the morale of the army would be hit, and a trace of retreat flashed in his eyes.

Suddenly, a trace of water vapor hit Di Leran's face, the cold water vapor made Di Leran's spirit shocked, stretched his neck to look into the distance, and a large river as wide as a hundred lengths appeared in his vision, the water level did not seem to be high, reaching his knees, and at this moment, the emperor's Tibetan army was fleeing to the opposite bank in a hurry.

Di Leran was overjoyed, drew his sword and shouted: "The river is full of water, the whole army will give me more strength to kill the past, kill the enemy and thieves in one fell swoop, and get Mo Xuan's head, and reward a thousand gold." ”

The ghost army soldiers who have been chasing frantically also seem a little tired, but as the saying goes, there must be brave men under the heavy reward, hearing Di Leran's heavy reward, the ghost army soldiers' eyes burst out with a look of ecstasy, as if they had been beaten with chicken blood, roared and rushed towards Xianghe.

At this time, Mo Xuan's 20,000 former troops of the Emperor-Tibetan Army had come ashore safely, but there were still 10,000 rear troops in the water, and they were trying to raise their feet and drip into the water.

On the shore, Mo Xuan rode on a horse, looking indifferently at the ghost army that had entered the water, and his expression was full of confidence.

A moment later, most of the more than 30,000 soldiers had reached the shore, but there were still nearly a thousand of their own soldiers in the river, and they were about to be overtaken by the wolf-like ghost army behind them.

"Hehe~ want to kill my soldiers? I'll let you go and never return!" Mo Xuan sneered, raised his long sword, and ordered: "Light the fire." ”

With Mo Xuan's order, a thick black wolf smoke rose into the air in the back formation.

"The whole army stopped retreating, lined up to meet the enemy, and the archers covered the brothers in the rear to go ashore!" Mo Xuan saw the fire rising, his long sword pointed directly at the opposite bank, and shouted an order.

Although the Emperor Tibetan Army is an elite division, after being pursued by the enemy for a long time, no matter how tenacious the fighting spirit is, it will become extremely fragile and the fighting spirit will be greatly defeated, however, Mo Xuan suddenly stopped them at this critical time and re-formed the camp.

However, the trust in Mo Xuan in his heart, and the fact that there were still brothers left behind, the soldiers looked certain, and quickly formed a battle formation, and the archers threw into the air to stop the pursuit of the ghost army, so that their soldiers could go ashore safely.

Although it was hindered by bows and arrows, at this moment, the ghost army's fighting spirit was monstrous, and they rushed forward with arrows like a desperate person, and the soldiers of the Tibetan army chasing God were crazy with their knives.

After paying two hundred casualties, the soldiers of the Tibetan army finally landed on the shore.

"Oh no!" Di Leran, who was about to ride his horse into the water, saw that most of his soldiers had entered the water, while the Emperor-Tibetan army was suddenly lined up on the opposite bank, and he couldn't help but be shocked, and his heart was secretly anxious: "Could it be that Mo Xuan wants to lure me to chase me across the river and give me a half-crossing attack?" and then looked up into the distance.

Although the Tibetan army was arrayed on the opposite bank, the soldiers did not have much fighting intent on their faces, their whole bodies were soaked, and when the cold wind blew, the cold rose sharply, and their bodies kept shivering. However, the soldiers of the Ghost Army were proud of their fighting spirit, and they were piercing through the water with murderous vigor and rushing straight to the opposite shore.

"Hehe~ Mo Xuan, you want to give me a half-cross attack, but you have forgotten the morale of your soldiers, how can such a defeated army resist the tiger and wolf division of our army?" Di Leran was in a certain spirit, sneered disdainfully, waved his waist knife, and ordered loudly: "The morale of the enemy army is low, brothers, give me the opportunity to kill the other side and earn military merits." Then he grabbed the horse's belly and rushed into the water.

Just as Di Leran had just entered the water, suddenly, there was a faint movement in his ears.

Di Leran was slightly alert, his ears were pricked up, and he listened carefully, the strange sound was like a long river rushing, far and near, getting stronger and stronger.

"What sound?" Di Leran's eyes showed confusion, but a trace of uneasiness floated in his heart.

The voice seemed to come from the upper reaches of the Xiang River, and Di Leran subconsciously turned his head to look.

Suddenly, his eyes exploded, and his eyes were filled with endless horror and fear, as if he had seen the most terrible scene in the world.

As far as the eye could see, at the end of the upstream, a huge wave roared like a mad beast, surging down and downstreaming.

Torrent!

More than 40,000 soldiers of the Ghost Army, followed and saw the torrent rushing upstream, the high fighting spirit collapsed in an instant, under the terrifying power of nature, no discipline, no reward, no scruples, dropped weapons and flags, screamed in horror, and fled to the shore regardless of some.

The ghost army, which had approached the south bank, was also crushed by the spirit of the sudden torrent of huge waves, and scattered in all directions, fleeing towards the high ground on the south bank.