Both the soldiers of the coalition and the rebels, including those slaves, were deeply attracted by the scenery in front of them, and exclaimed: "It's beautiful! ”

At this moment, there were several loud squeaks, and the last few huge pine trees facing the north near the wetlands were also cut down, and countless slaves were driven out.

These slaves only knew how to rush forward, completely ignoring their feet, and the explosive stones arranged by Mo Zhong were detonated a lot.

For a while, the severed limbs and severed arms flew everywhere with blood, and some of the more fortunate slaves, although covered in blood, had long been dominated by fear, wailing, screaming, running faster and faster, with no intention of stopping at all.

The war drums on the south side rang out suddenly, and the drums were dense, and two rows of warriors with clubs shouted in unison and stepped forward.

He always shouted in a loud voice: "This is the persecuted, do not easily hurt their lives!" ”

"Yes!" All the soldiers replied in unison, and the shouts shook the sky.

A group of slaves running in front had already rushed to the front of the formation, and the soldiers in the first row handed forward the clubs in their hands, and the sticks were pointed on the slaves' thighs, and they fell to the ground in an instant.

The fighters in the back row stepped forward, working in pairs, and ran the stick through the shoulders of the fallen slaves, the head of the stick pressed against their lumbar vertebrae, and the slaves struggled a few times before resisting.

Then several groups of warriors rushed out from the rear, armed with wooden shackles, and bound the slaves who had been held in their hands.

The slaves who rushed up behind were not yet confused, and when they saw that their colleagues in front of them were put down, they led their teams to scatter, and the soldiers of the coalition army did not hinder them.

What's more, he immediately knelt down in front of the fighters of the coalition army, folded his hands, and then was tied by the warriors behind him, and then retreated to the rear of the coalition army on his own.

The slaves, except for the part that was killed by the trap of Mo Zhong, completely lost their minds and died at the hands of the coalition army, and no more than 100 people.

Originally expecting these slaves to be able to consume the opponent's combat power, Duan Xiu snorted coldly and scolded: "What a bunch of waste! ”

Mo Zhong sneered and said: "Hmph, it's not all waste, since you can't consume the enemy's combat power, at least you can use their blood to sacrifice the soldier's blade!" ”

After saying that, with a wave of his hand, the black-clothed man below him received an order, and all of them rushed out, no one shouted, and all of them kept silent, and the blades in their hands showed one after another.

These black-clothed men were far faster than the slaves scattered below, only to see that they rushed ahead to catch up with the lagging slaves, and slashed out with a knife, the slave's head was suddenly off his neck, his body was still in a state of running, blood gushed out from the incision, and after a few more steps, the headless body fell to the ground, and his calves kept shaking.

The black-clothed people in the rear all rushed up, or slashed with knives, or chopped with axes, and for a time the stumps and broken arms flew everywhere, the bright red blood atomized in the mist, and the water vapor suspended on the surface of the wetland was dyed bright red.

The original scene turned into a human purgatory in an instant, with wails and cries swinging towards the waves, and the smell of blood filled the entire battlefield.

The war drums of war in the south sounded again, and the warriors with clubs below received the order and formed sixteen phalanxes.

Eight groups of warriors with spears rushed down first, then divided into two strands and crossed into the ranks, followed by eight more bands of warriors with shields and short knives rushing down the hill, also divided into two strands, and lined up behind the stickmen, and finally four rows of archers with bows and arrows quickly followed, stopping at the downhill section of the post.

The four rows of warriors were scattered, all of them put their bows and arrows on their bows, raised their bows and arrows high, and only listened to an order, and ten thousand arrows were fired together, and the dense bows and arrows covered the sky and the sun, falling like raindrops.

The man in black below seems to have been prepared, grabbing a slave casually, piercing the slave's body with a knife, and then blocking the corpse in front of him, most of the bows and arrows are blocked by the slave's corpse, some of the men in black are slower with their hands and feet, and they are killed instantly by several arrows, and some men in black are cut through the calf or arm by the bow and arrow, but there is no fear of life, however, there are also some unlucky, after the bow and arrow pierce the slave's corpse, the tip of the arrow pierces the throat or heart.

After a rain of arrows, instead of being afraid, the men in black on the battlefield became excited, ignoring their wounded and undead companions, let out a low roar from the depths of their throats, pushed away the corpses in front of them, and continued to rush towards the coalition forces.

At this moment, the two phalanxes in the middle each gave way to a gap, during which one person walked out, it was Houtu and Zijing, Houtu held a sword in one hand, the tip of the sword drooped, his left hand pinched in front of his chest, and the clothes on his body moved without wind, and he suddenly raised his eyes and shouted: "Tianren Broken Rock Sword!" ”

As he spoke, a sword swung out, and the sword wind struck, and three ditches were instantly cracked on the ground, and the hard rock rolled out of the ditch, and when it reached the top of the ground, it suddenly shattered, and countless broken stones drew countless thin lines, and crashed straight into the black-clothed man who was rushing over.

In the blink of an eye, dozens of black-clothed people were hit by gravel, and their bodies flew out upside down, one by one, their skin and flesh were open, their mouths were spitting blood, and some of them were still immortal, and some of them were killed directly.

On the other side, Zijing put his hands behind his back, the light flashed in his eyes, and he snorted coldly: "Chen Fang-Thousand Cone!" ”

The gravel that had already flown out was most of it slowly floating at this moment, and then began to rotate rapidly, and between two breaths, all of these gravel turned into the shape of a stone cone, and flew towards the man in black again, the power of the stone cone was extremely powerful, and it directly pierced the back of the body of several people in black and disappeared.

On the battlefield, the sound of "puff puff" was endless, and the flesh and blood of the man in black flew sideways, falling together with the slave who had just been killed, and his body was full of bright red colors.

Houtu and Zijing looked at each other and smiled, and Houtu said loudly: "The stone cone of the patriarch of Zijing is really powerful!" ”

Zijing said humbly: "Lord Houtu has won the award, the kid is not talented, and the skills of his father are still insufficient......"

As soon as he said this, Zijing suddenly had a flash of inspiration and shouted urgently: "Be careful! ”

At the same time, the arms were pushed forward, and a boom sounded, and several huge spikes rose from the ground and stabbed into the air.

I saw a person jumping extremely high in the air, covered in smoke, and with two huge ice swords on his arms, it was Xuan Xiu.

Seeing the spikes stabbed, Duan Xiu snorted coldly, waved his arms, and several white lights flashed, and those huge spikes were cut into several pieces and fell down one after another, and the attack of Duan Xiu continued unabated, and the double swords slashed down with cold light towards the back soil.

Said that it was too late, and then quickly, a huge fireball flew towards Broken Repair at a very fast speed, and the Broken Cultivator was in the air, stunned for a moment, raised his sword to protect him, and the fireball instantly hit the ice sword, and there was a loud bang.

Broken Xiu flipped several times in the air, landed behind, shook the double swords of his arms vigorously, and shouted viciously: "Stinky girl! Are you looking for death! ”

It was Zhu Rong who threw out the fireball, and I saw Zhu Rong dressed in black, his short silver-white hair swaying in the wind, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly: "Old guy!" I'm afraid you won't make it! ”

At this moment, a red light bypassed the broken repair, the speed was extremely fast, and it went straight to Houtu, who had not yet reacted, knowing that someone was coming, and hurriedly raised his sword to block.

I only heard a loud sound, and my arm shook unbearably, and I took a few steps back before I fixed my eyes, and saw a beautiful woman in red standing in front of me at some point, it was Yaga.

At this moment, Yajia knew in his heart that the war was imminent, and without Xuanyuan's instructions, in order not to reveal his identity, he was bound to participate in the fight, and it was intentional to take the lead in attacking Houtu, because the gap between Houtu and Xuanxiu was still a little small, even if he joined forces with Zijing, he could not take advantage, and Zijing understood his identity, so it was better to use the two to continue to cover up his identity.

After Yajia repelled Houtu, he bowed slightly towards Zijing, Zijing was indeed smart, and immediately understood what Yajia meant, rushed forward, stood side by side with Houtu, and said: "I can't take care of a lot now, the kid is not talented, I am willing to join forces with Lord Houtu to try your ability as a wicked girl!" ”

Yajia raised his sleeves to cover his mouth, smiled, and suddenly turned his palm outward, and a hurricane went straight to the two of them, Zijing made a color towards Houtu, and jumped to the side along the direction of the hurricane.

Seeing that Zijing had already understood his intentions, Yajia turned around and turned into a red light and chased after him.