Chapter 7: The Horn of War

At dawn, as soon as a bright color appeared in the sky, the whole barracks was in a commotion. People shouted and neighed, and orders came and went.

Groups of soldiers with bright armor poured out of the camp tents, quickly gathering into neat squares. Shield soldiers, pikemen, swordsmen, archers, and heavy cavalry are all in place, orderly and unchaotic, and the lineup is solemn.

Only the pioneer camp for adult death row inmates, which is at the forefront, is scattered, disheveled, listless, like a plate of loose sand.

On the high platform, a middle-aged general in gold armor looked at the rabble and frowned in disgust. An iron-clad man beside him suddenly jumped off the high platform, and after a few ups and downs, he rushed into the formation of the adult death row prisoner pioneer camp, and towards a death row prisoner who was about to squat down and rest, his sword fell, and a huge head flew up suddenly, and blood flew out.

"Kill the chickens and make an example of the monkeys!" Dugu Jingyun, who was in the formation, said coldly.

"Well killed! A rabble, unaware of their imminent death. Dongfang Xiong said with disdain, "Look at it! Now everyone is in good spirits." ”

"A bunch of cheap billets!" Lu Canglang added coldly.

Knock, knock, knock! Three drums sounded, and the gate of the barracks opened with a bang.

There was a long roar, and the horn of the expedition sounded. The death row inmates of the adult pioneer battalion were the first to open the camp gate, followed by an army of 200,000 military flags waving their flags.

On the way, Dugu Jingyun told the two people beside him: "Remember, on the battlefield, you must hide your strength. Until the moment of crisis, don't use the true yuan power. ”

"What about officers above the centurion? These are no ordinary shrimp and crabs. Dongfang Xiong said with some hesitation.

"Instant kill!" Lu Canglang clenched the sword in his hand and said coldly.

"Canglang is right. Dugu Jingyun nodded and said, "These officers are at best the cultivation of the Yuan Martial Realm or the Human Martial Realm, don't fight with them." When encountered, he directly uses martial arts and kills instantly with a sword. ”

During the march, it is strictly forbidden to whisper, and it is not necessary to disturb the people. A big man with a meaty face, the centurion of this team scolded.

Dugu looked at him disdainfully, and continued to say to the two of them without a clue: "On the battlefield, there are thousands of troops, and the strength of individuals is very small. Therefore, we must use the 'three-talent formation' that we usually practice to achieve orderly advance and retreat, and have both offense and defense. Be invincible first, then find an opportunity to kill the opposing officer, and get 3,000 merit points as soon as possible, and then"

"You are talking like a fart when you are Lao Tzu!" The big man suddenly rushed to the three of them, pointing at Dugu and roaring angrily. was ignored by the three little children, and the last remaining bit of dignity was ruthlessly trampled on.

"Uh!" a hand suddenly grabbed his throat, and his whole face instantly turned the color of pork liver.

"You try it again!" Lu Canglang said with a murderous face.

The big man shook his head desperately, his eyes full of endless horror and fear.

"Get out!" Lu Canglang snorted lightly, let go of his hand, didn't look at the other party, hurried a few steps forward, and caught up with Dugu and Jingyun.

The blue sky suddenly darkened. In the blink of an eye, the clouds converged and the dark clouds flipped over. From time to time, there was a faint sound of thunder in the sky.

In the wasteland, the two armies confronted each other. The military flags of both sides were unfurled, and the hunting sounded, adding a bit of a spooky atmosphere to the strange battlefield.

In the large formations of the various armies, the war drums shook the sky, the war horses galloped back and forth, flickering left and right, and the entire formation was constantly changing and evolving.

A few blinding flashes of lightning flashed in the sky. The two sides of the confrontation fell silent in an instant, and there was a deathly silence, as if even the air had condensed.

After some tossing and turning, the battle formations of the two armies finally finalized the final formation.

The wings of the Rainfall Dynasty's military array were spread out, and the ironclad heavy cavalry was hidden in it. The formation of the Tianxiang Dynasty is like a bow and arrow, and the ironclad heavy cavalry bears the brunt of it, ready to attack.

Woo, woo, woo

The trumpets of both sides sounded almost simultaneously, and the curtain of war was raised.

Knock, knock, knock

Stepping to the rhythm of war drums, the death row prisoners of the vanguard battalions on both sides walked step by step towards death.

The rules of war in this world, the first to bear the brunt of the battle of death row prisoners in the pioneer battalion. This is related to the growth and decline of the momentum of both sides, and plays a vital role in the subsequent war heroes.

Dugu Jingyun looked at the approaching death row inmates in front of him, and exhaled heavily: "It's finally started!"

The three of them drew their swords out of their sheaths at the same time, and suddenly roared in unison: "Kill!" The sound was like thunder, and it exploded in everyone's brains. The entire adult pioneer camp of death row inmates suddenly felt the tyrannical aura in their chests, and their whole bodies suddenly boiled with blood. The five thousand death prisoners couldn't help but roar in unison, "Kill, kill, kill!" Everyone was furious, like a tiger out of the mountain, rolling towards the opposing camp like a torrent.

This is what Dugu Jingyun wants. Seize its momentum, seize its ambition. His heart will fail, and his God will perish. The fighting spirit is completely lost, and the only way to do it is to let the mermaids eat.

Sure enough, the opposing death row camp was intimidated by the violent momentum, and collapsed at the touch of a button, leaving thousands of corpses behind in an instant, and they all turned around and fled wildly.

The death row inmates on both sides seem to have forgotten their identities and roles, one side is like a rainbow of morale, like a warrior who pursues victory, and the other side is like a lost dog in defeat.

One chased and one fled, and the dust flew up, covering the sun and the sky. Outsiders can't see what's going on inside.

Seven or eight thousand death row prisoners who fled rushed towards their side like a flood of beasts. The solemn and strict formation was swept by the surging torrent wrapped in this billowing dust, and it was torn apart in an instant, and it was a mess.

The five thousand warriors whose morale soared immediately after them took advantage of the situation to get involved in the opponent's big array. For a while, the sound of killing shook the sky, and blood splattered in all directions. The enemy and us suddenly twisted into a ball, and fought in close combat, you live and die

The three of them were covered in blood at this moment, and there were countless corpses piled up beside them. Within five meters of the three of them had been killed into a vacuum, and the enemy soldiers dodged in all directions, as if they were deliberately avoiding the three killing gods.

"How's the battle going?" asked Dugu Jingyun, wiping the blood from his face.

"Twelve centurions, one thousand-commander," Dongfang Bear replied, counting the waist cards in his hand.

Dugu Jingyun looked around, and caught a glimpse of an officer in bronze armor hidden in a phalanx not far away, holding a silver spear and a command flag in the other hand, constantly dancing.

"Let's go!" Dugu Jingyun snorted softly, and rushed towards the phalanx first. Seeing this, the two followed closely behind, and always maintained a battle formation in the shape of "Pin".

Crazy! Three death row prisoners dared to break into the thousand-person phalanx! The sergeant in the front row suddenly felt that his brain was a little cloudy, and the world had become too crazy.

Dugu Jingyun had a cold smile on the corner of his mouth, the long sword in his hand flew violently, and the soldiers in the front row felt that the sharp edge flashed in front of him, and before he could come back to his senses, he had been cut in half.

Lu Canglang's sword came out like a cold star, and there must be people spilling blood between the flickering stars, and what the fallen soldiers saw after they left was a poignant starlight.

"Roar!" Dongfang Xiong shouted, the big sword danced wildly, the momentum was overwhelming, and the sword light like a rainbow swept like a rainstorm and a strong wind, and everyone who stood in it died.

In a few breaths, the corpses were already piled up on the ground, and the soldiers around them retreated in panic, and a vacuum of about ten meters suddenly appeared.

"I don't know if I'm alive or dead!" a cold voice suddenly came from the group of soldiers, and then an officer in bronze armor and silver spear stepped out of the crowd. There is a waist tag with the commander logo hanging from the waist.

"Is it self-inflicted, or am I doing it?" said the commander arrogantly and coldly, his eyes full of disdain.

"I'm coming!" Lu Canglang took a step forward and wanted to make a move.

"No, we need to do it quickly. Dugu Jingyun stretched out his hand to block it.

Lu Canglang nodded and quickly returned to his original position. "I'll take out a sword, if you live, we'll kill ourselves!" Dugu Jingyun looked at each other calmly and said coldly.

"Yes, as you wish. The commander replied decisively. He understood that the person in front of him was not an idle person, otherwise there would not be a scene of corpses everywhere. The silver spear shook, bursting out with a little bit of spear flowers, and his expression was solemn and vigilant.

A smile overflowed at the corner of Dugu Jingyun's mouth, and Yun took a step forward lightly, and a cold light flashed away. Then he retreated to his original position, holding a waist card in his hand.

"What kind of martial art is this?" the commander muttered, but he felt a chill in his eyebrows and reached out to touch it. Blood, scarlet blood! The silver spear in his hand slammed to the ground, and his whole body fell straight down on his back.

Woo

In the camp of the Tianxiang Dynasty, an order was suddenly issued for the whole army to attack. In an instant, the war drums were noisy, thousands of horses were galloping, the earth was shaking, and the sound of killing shook the sky.

The Lord of Tianxiang had already glimpsed the sudden commotion and chaos in the local camp. At first, it was suspected that the other party was luring the enemy, so he did not dare to rashly launch an offensive. It wasn't until the rolling dust cleared that it was discovered that their vanguard death row camp had somehow forcibly broken into the local camp and turned the world upside down.

The two armies are at war and are changing rapidly. God-given opportunity, how can we miss it, as the flag points out, the 200,000 army is like a rolling torrent, sweeping mountains and seas, crushing everything, tearing everything