Before Wushan could enjoy the bloody beauty, the first batch of barbarian beast cavalry that charged into his camp had already caused chaos among the soldiers.

"Scythe formation, rise!"

Wu Shan raised his spear, and the voice came out, asking the thousand-strong battalion of the headquarters to form a sickle formation in advance, advancing step by step, and harvesting those barbarians who broke in.

At the same time, Wushan, who was in the military formation, under the protection of the deputy general Tie Huai and ten small flag officers, looked in all directions and checked the situation on the battlefield.

"Pass the order down, hold the position to the death, and don't rush to kill without my order!"

The war has begun, and Wu Shan once again explained to the people under his command, afraid that these hot-blooded men will be excited, regardless of the front-line camp.

The consequence, death is also a vain death!

Wushan's duty is to guard the scholars behind them, not to charge into battle.

Ahead, regardless of friend or foe, a figure fell one after another.

It's real, it's bloody, it's a life and a world!

On this battlefield, the culture is vertical and horizontal, the strange beasts are running, the swords are shadowless, and everywhere Wushan can see, there are all red-eyed warriors.

The troops in front of them in Wushan are a group of archers, and in the face of the alien war horses that occasionally break into the camp, they are all waiting for random arrows.

At the forefront, the alien beast warhorses of the human race also broke into the camp of the barbarians.

Through the countless backs, Wushan can see those figures that are gradually annihilating in the crowd, which is the determination of the compatriots to fight for the race.

Because of that kind of charge, in this battlefield, there is really no return.

The large armies of the human race and the barbarian tribe have been in close combat, and the reggae and the six-horned bull in mid-air are entangled with each other and roll in the air, thunder and lightning shine everywhere they go, and the beasts roar again and again.

"A hundred years of sharpening a sword, the cold blade does not stain blood. Test you today, do you have a wish? ”

At this moment, the old master Sun Zijing in the rear of Wushan shot again.

I saw that Sun Zijing's whole body was surging, his beard was standing upright and flying upside down, and the essence of his whole body was visibly consumed, and the skin, flesh and bones of his already thin body quickly withered.

"The alien big man, please take the old man's sword!"

When the words fell, the old master and grandson Jing were agitated all over the body, and the whole person was wiped out.

However, in that smear of ash on the ground, a golden light flashed and pierced the entire battlefield.

Zheng Zheng ......

This was the sound of the sword, and a magnificent golden sword light came out of the ashes, crossing the front line of the battlefield like a swimming fish, and instantly came to the depths of the barbarian camp.

"[Soul Transformation Technique], is the old guy going to die together?"

"Hey, hey, hey...... It's a pity that I'm not as weak as you think! ”

"Songs are the guide, ballads are the guide, singing praises to the barbarian saints, peace and war. Brute blood is the thread, life is the sacrifice, and the brute saint is the doppelganger. ”

Click......

A sound similar to the space being crushed sounded in the depths of the barbarian camp, and a palm stretched out from the void, pinching the huge golden sword light that flew from the stab.

Sitting on the alien beast war horse, the thin man wearing animal skins and a tall round hat on his head, a pair of dark eyes stared at the golden greatsword that had flown less than a foot away from him, revealing a mocking smile.

"The spirit is commendable, but it's a pity!"

In the golden sword light, there was a cold snort from an old man, but in the next second, the golden sword light seemed to have discovered some secret, and the voice became frightened.

"No, it's ...... Sacrifice! ”

"Hey, hey! Only now do I find out that it's too late! ”

The golden sword light vibrated wildly, wanting to fly out upside down, but from the void behind Da Saman, another big hand stretched out and pinched the sword light void.

The golden sword light trembled, and it could dissipate at any time.

"Damn......"

Bang......

The golden sword light suddenly erupted into a burst of fierce golden light, and exploded in place, killing all the barbarians around it.

At the same time, a reminder sounded between heaven and earth.

"He's offering a sacrifice!"

On the chariot of the Terran camp, Commander Zhou Liming saw the fleeting golden sword light, and also heard Sun Zijing's reminder.

Coach Zhou Liming bowed to the sky and said calmly.

"Congratulations to Sun Lao!"

A scholar at the peak of the sixth realm in the barracks disappeared.

"Congratulations to Sun Lao!"

"Congratulations to Sun Lao!"

“……”

Wu Shan also heard the congratulatory sound from the scholar behind him.

Wu Shan squinted and was silent.

For a long time, Wu Shan thought that when the cultivation of Wenqi reached the third realm, or even the fourth realm, his strength would definitely be proud of most people, and he would be able to live his own small life in peace.

At this moment, a scholar at the peak of the sixth realm turned away in front of his eyes, and this touch and sense of crisis made Wushan a little discouraged.

In the depths of the barbarian camp, he glanced at the dead barbarians around him, and a wicked smile appeared on the corner of Da Saman's mouth.

"Dead barbarians can only become sacrifices!"

As the words fell, all the flesh and blood essence around him was absorbed into the void abyss behind Da Saman, as if there was some super existence in it that wanted to crawl out of the abyss.

Da Saman raised his head and looked at the clansmen and Terran warriors who were constantly falling on the front line, and the fierceness in his eyes became stronger and stronger.

Such a battlefield reminded Da Saman of the war in the north, and the terrifying alien race made them dare not compete with it.

"Kill, kill, the more the merrier!"

"Once we succeed in awakening the Ancestral War Spirit, we barbarians will still be able to occupy this endless wilderness."

"Quack ......"

A sound similar to a skeleton's laughter made Dasa's erratic figure look extremely eerie.

Shout...... Shout...... Shout......

The battlefield was not suspended because of the fight between Old Master Sun and Da Saman, and the soldiers on both sides fought more selflessly.

I don't know when, it rained lightly, maybe it was caused by the thunder and lightning of reggae, who knows?

In the wasteland, there is already a river of blood!

This is the first time in Wushan's two lives that he has seen what kind of tragedy it is like to be a river of blood.

A mountain of corpses and a sea of blood is not enough to describe.

At this time, Wu Shan, with the spear in his hand, raised his hand and stabbed the head of a barbarian cavalryman.

In the midst of the surging of literary energy, the soul silk that bound the barbarian cavalry was also taken back by Wushan.

After an earth-shattering explosion erupted from the depths of the barbarian camp just now, the battlefield suddenly became even more frenzied.

Many barbarian cavalry and sword and axe barbarians have begun to gradually penetrate into the Terran camp.

In a short period of time, Wushan has already taken the deputy general and the small flag officer to kill more than 20 barbarians.

Obviously, it is not the way to continue to fight like this.

Because the strength of the human race is far behind the same number of barbarians.

In less than two hours, the heavy cavalry of the Terran has been completely wiped out, and of course, the barbarians' alien beast war horses have also been almost completely wiped out, and if they go deep into the depths of the Terran camp, they will also die.

Now, the Terran Dao soldiers, hoplites, archers, infantry, and sickle soldiers have been engaged with the barbarian spearmen and barbarian sword and axe men.

The bloody battle continues!