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The blood-red sunset cast a long shadow on the slopes of the Kamadis Heights, casting a red glow over the slightly tattered armor of the warriors. Fang Ruitao, www.biquge.info of the pen "Fun" pavilion, stood at the front of the team, coldly scanning the cavalry group lined up in a neat line a kilometer away, at this moment his azure hollow armor was already full of bloodstains, and there were deep sword marks in several places.

The soldiers behind Fang Ruitao were in a similar situation to him, after a day and a night of non-stop high-intensity fighting, their number had been sharply reduced from 10,000 to 3,000 now, and all those who survived were wounded, but the corpses all over the ground showed that the enemy army had suffered even heavier losses.

"The enemy is about to attack, and everyone forms a circular defensive formation according to their respective detachments. The pikemen are outside, the Mo swordsmen fill in the positions, and the archers are in the center. Fang Ruitao gave an order, and the soldiers who were already tired to death immediately moved and skillfully formed a strict military formation. Rows of spears shone with cold light, like the dense spikes of porcupines pointing out of the large array, and behind them were soldiers with swords, ready to clear the net for the pikemen, and those archers with longbows formed four phalanxes in the inner circle within the large array, and they each stuck their feathered arrows upside down on the ground in front of them, ready to use them at any time, and shoot them as fast as they could.

Seeing that the army, which had been fighting fiercely for so long, had formed a complete formation again in a short period of time, the Durrant Imperial cavalry on the opposite side was slightly restless, but many commanders quickly supplemented and commanded the cavalry to form an array. Under the mobilization of those commanders, all the cavalry formed a traditional conical formation, and began to slowly start and accelerate, rushing towards this last military formation.

Holding the sharp Mo knife in his hand, Fang Ruitao's eyes were fixed on the cavalry who were getting closer and closer, and the thick battle qi in his body was attached to the sound, and the not loud voice was far away, so that every soldier could clearly hear his words. "Warriors, we have no way back. Although the Longxiao Empire is large, there is not an inch of land to be discarded, and behind us are all villagers and elders. ”

Glancing at the eyes of the warriors full of determination and determination, Fang Ruitao encouraged loudly: "We are all warriors who have experienced blood and fire, there is nothing to fear in this battle, hold your weapons tightly, and bravely stab the enemy's chest." Our loyalty will glorify the earth, and our glory will endure forever. Let's wash away the dust of the conquest with the blood of the enemy, and compose our immortal glory with the life of the enemy, we are the never-say-die dragon soul army, we are invincible, tell me what your slogan is. ”

"The dragon soul is immortal, the battle is endless, the dragon soul is immortal, the battle is endless. The soldiers shouted impassionedly, and the killing aura soared into the sky, and for a while, the morale of the Dragon Soul Legion soared, and everyone stared at the enemy's approaching cavalry team, firmly grasping the weapons in their hands.

"Sing our military songs. Xiao Jinchen, who was standing in the formation, clenched the broken gold knife in his hand and shouted loudly. Hearing Xiao Jinchen's shouting, all the soldiers opened their voices and sang: "The remnant sun is like blood and the west wind is fierce, the dragon soul is cold to the soldiers, the anger is rushing to the crown and the wind is moving, the enemy chief will not be extinguished, and the heart of the horse leather shroud is like iron, and the battlefield will be full of ......smoke from now on" The majestic singing came and went, stirring over the military array for a long time, and a tragic atmosphere arose spontaneously, inspiring every soldier who was determined to die.

"Shoot the arrows. Seeing that the other party had approached a distance of four hundred meters from the circle array, Fang Ruitao gave an order, and the archers who had already prepared would draw their longbows and point their arrows diagonally at the forty-five degrees sky. The dense feathered arrows were like locusts flying in the sky, crossing hundreds of meters in the air, and projecting them in a parabolic line towards the galloping Durrant cavalry, under such a dense rain of arrows, even the first-rank grandmaster did not dare to take it lightly.

The screams came one after another, and the cavalry struck by the feathered arrows fell to the ground suddenly, and was soon trampled by their companions, who could not stop, and even the men and horses were trampled into pulp. Cavalry continued to fall from their horses, and the originally strict conical formation appeared dotted with vacancies, as if the leaves had been eaten by green insects, but after all, only a few were killed and wounded, and the 30,000 cavalry lined up in a charging formation had gradually approached the final circle of the Dragon Soul Legion.

All of them clenched their weapons, their eyes fixed on the approaching Durrant cavalry. Fang Ruitao and Xiao Jinchen stood with the Mo Dao soldiers, quietly staring at each other's gradually clear figures. The armored cavalrymen braved the dense rain of arrows and rushed into the array of spears at great speed, and the first cavalryman jumped up with his cloud horse and stepped towards the soldier holding his spear aloft, but the soldier moved the barrel of his gun lightly and aimed the sharp spear at the place where the cavalry fell. The powerful inertia allowed the spear to pass through, and the sharp spear head not only pierced the neck of the cloud horse, but also completely penetrated the cavalry, and the bloody spear head pierced the armor from the opponent's back.

The pikeman was pushed back two steps by the huge impact, but fortunately, the tail of the spear had already pierced into the ground, and most of the impact was absorbed by the earth, so he did not suffer any damage, but because he was repulsed, a gap appeared in the originally perfect circle.

Another cavalryman stepped over the corpse of his companion and rushed in through the gap in the firing array. The Mo sword soldier stepped forward and closed the gap. Fang Ruitao shouted, holding up the Mo knife and rushing forward first. The Mo knife, which was infused with battle energy, slashed through a cold light, slashed into the chest of the cavalry, the sound of broken bones sounded, blood splattered out, and the knife continued to swing forward without any sluggishness, and saw it as two halves as it sat down and the cloud horse.

The tremendous inertia caused the corpse, which had been split in half, to continue to rush forward until it was stopped by the soldiers who carried the battle qi before falling to the ground. Fang Ruitao didn't look at the dead cavalryman at all, he put away his sword and took two steps forward at the same time, the blood-stained blade cut through an arc and slashed towards the other cavalryman.

The battle continued, the already small circle became smaller and smaller, the warriors fell one after another, the pikemen in front died, and soon those behind would fill their positions, no one flinched, no one hesitated, all they wanted was to kill the enemy as best they could.

"Kill, kill, kill, today is either the enemy is wiped out, or my blood is spilled on the battlefield. Fang Ruitao clenched his teeth, and the murderous aura of his whole body increased sharply, and he looked at his comrades who were constantly falling, and made a crazy decision in his heart. Fang Ruitao, who has been with the soldiers of the Dragon Soul Legion for a long time, has eaten and lived with the soldiers, and has been crawling and rolling on the training ground together, and he has long been very familiar, and he can even call out the name of each soldier. In Fang Ruitao's mind, these soldiers are his good brothers who depend on him for life and death, and now seeing that his brothers are suffering heavy casualties, how can he not be angry.

Suppressing the surging anger, Fang Ruitao unexpectedly crossed out of the formation of his comrades-in-arms, and the Mo knife flew up and down, after hacking seven or eight cavalrymen to death, he had completely escaped the protection of his comrades and penetrated more than ten meters into the enemy formation. Standing on the spot, the remnants of the colorful battle qi in Fang Ruitao's body were running rapidly, and the powerful oppressive force actually made it impossible for the fierce cavalry to get close.

"The glow of heaven and earth, shine on my god king, the power of the elements ......" Fang Ruitao said the decisive and mysterious spell word by word, the elemental power between heaven and earth suddenly became violent, and the elemental power of various attributes gradually converged towards the Mo knife in his hand, and its speed became faster and faster, and in the end, it actually turned into an elemental vortex.

In anger, Fang Ruitao finally used this suicidal ultimate combat technique. The colorful battle qi in his body seemed to be boiling, frantically colliding in his body, and at the same time, it quickly converged towards the Mo knife in his hand, enduring the sharp pain like tearing all over his body, Fang Ruitao's eyes were a little confused, and the scenes in the past few years of coming to this world instantly came to his mind, thinking of the woman he loved in the center of the city behind him and the countless brothers in the array, his heart became even firmer.

The vision in the sky is becoming more and more obvious, and the vortex of the elements has shifted from expanding to gradually shrinking inward, which means that the condensation of combat skills has reached the final moment. There is no room for the slightest slackness, and there is no room for retreat, once you choose to retreat, the furious elemental power will first make Fang Ruitao explode and die.

Restraining his mind, Fang Ruitao's sharp eyes looked ahead, and in the stunned gazes of both the enemy and us, he aimed the blood-stained Mo knife at the most dense place of the enemy in front of him with a hideous expression, and swung it fiercely.

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