Volume 4 The Lord of the Twin Eagles Chapter 44 Cutting the Flag
The power of countless spells erupted in the Rouran Great Array in the river valley, and the power of the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi rolled wildly, throwing the Rouran people high like rags, and spilling them in all directions.
Xu Le took the lead in jumping into the Rouran human formation, and before he landed, he had already swung out a sword, and what he was using was still the Gengxin sharp qi that he was most accustomed to using.
The white Gengxin sharp air roared wildly, exploded and swept. Clusters of blood mist erupted with Xu Le's sword blade. And then there was a scream!
Xu Le didn't have the slightest intention of waiting for the back face to follow, and as soon as he fell into the Rouran Great Array, he rushed forward without stopping, pointing directly at the royal banner of the three kings' tents!
The Rouran army, which is composed of tens of thousands of people, does not know what to do at this time.
After a night of hard fighting, it goes without saying that the elite has been lost in the Double Eagle Pass, and now there are tens of thousands of troops, and the dragons are leaderless. Hundreds of war clans, lost their commanders, each with their own thoughts. And the enemy is unusually strong. Not only did it devour all the elites of the three kings' tents, but it also attacked the Rouran army composed of tens of thousands of people with such an unstoppable momentum!
The Shuangying Pass Warrior Brigade finally crashed into the Rouran army, and suddenly there was a sound of a war horse wolf crashing into the human body, the sound of the blade breaking into the flesh and bones, and the sound of the dying screams of the Rouran people, mixed together, resounding through the sky, filling the entire river valley!
Behind Xu Le, it was Su Ming who rushed to the front. Dressed in two layers of heavy armor and wielding a double-edged giant axe, he slammed into him like a mountain. Closely following him were the Northern Barbarian warriors, all of whom were tall and strong, wearing heavy armor, wielding long blades, with hideous faces and blood-red eyes, following Su Ming's indomitable rush. The warriors of the Rouran tribe couldn't even block them in front of them, and they collapsed in an instant!
Accompanying Su Ming was the troops led by Liu Jun, and there were about seventeen or eighteen warriors who sensed Aoki's qi. Under the blessing of Liu Jun's Nanze rattan snake staff, even though they only opened the cloud gate last night, Aoki's qi was drawn out for the rattan snake staff, and from time to time it was sprinkled on those Northern Barbarian warriors who rushed to the front.
Later, with the arrows composed of the Northern Barbarian heavy armor warriors, rows of blood waves pointed straight in the direction of the Wang Qi were rolled up in the Rouran Great Array, accompanied by the sound of the beast roar of the Northern Barbarian warriors!
The two wings of the Northern Barbarian warriors were the archers composed of the mountain people of Shuangying Pass. After opening the Cloud Gate, these skilled archery mountaineers used a hard bow that was similar to a noodle in their hands, and the bowstring changed rapidly from the full moon to the half moon, and the bowstring buzzed and vibrated like a huge hornet.
Countless feathered arrows poured out like a torrential rain, and landed in the Rouran people's array, splashing clusters of blood flowers.
In the hands of these mountain people, from time to time the bowstring was torn and the bow body was torn. Immediately switch to another hard bow and continue to shoot. Each of these mountain archers carried at least four bows on their backs and more than ten bags of sharp arrows!
The forward Northern Barbarian heavy armor warriors, the two wings of the two eagles Guan Shanmin archers, and the central wing guards those teenagers who were born in the Huanyi field. They were also clad in leather armor and armed with sharp swords. Under the care of Cai Hengwen and Lai Wenzhen, the gap was prominent from time to time, and the sword light flashed, killing and slashing. These teenagers have also opened the Cloud Gate, and they are agile and agile, how can those tribal warriors who are already frightened be their opponents?
Even if there are still some remnants of the Alan Tian warriors who want to resist, Cai Hengwen always kills silently, and with a twist of the left sword and the right dagger, the head of a Rouran warrior rises into the sky. Lai Wenzhen finally showed his might, Bingding Zhenyuan surged, violent as burning, not only killed many enemies with his own hands, but also saved many teenagers who were in danger in the battle formation regardless of their own safety!
These hundreds of warriors slaughtered into the Rouran array, that is, blood rain splashed, screams, no matter which tribe the Rouran warriors were, they fell row by row, and they were killed layer by layer. Countless spell lights were still shining and then splashing down into the array, stirring up even greater chaos.
The sharp arrows composed of hundreds of pairs of Eagle Pass warriors saw that in the screams and death of the Rouran people, the more they killed, the deeper they went out, and tens of thousands of Rouran people couldn't delay them a little!
Even so, Su Ming kept shouting: "Hurry up! Hurry up! Catch up with the boss!"
In front of hundreds of pairs of Eagle Pass warriors, their city lord Xu Le was already far ahead, and in everyone's eyes, they saw that Xu Le had abandoned his horse, and every time his body fell in the big array, a row of blood waves rolled up. Later, Xu Le was too lazy to kill these miscellaneous soldiers, and his body was like a flash of lightning, and he only pounced on the three kings' tent banners who were still hunting. Countless Rouran people bent their bows and shot, and the arrows were like locusts, and they could only fall behind Xu Le, and they couldn't catch up with him!
In an instant, Xu Le had already killed in front of the king's tent, and there were dozens of patriarchs of the strongest war clans and their guards in the three major king's tents of Rouran, as well as one or two hundred wolf riders of the Rouran king's tent left behind. After the men and horses led by the Qingshui Wolf King were all lost in the Shuangying Pass, this was the last remaining elite of the three kings' tents of Rouran.
Dozens of war clan patriarchs and the commander of the king tent wolf cavalry, at this time, they can't care about the disputes between them before. Everyone rushed up together, desperately trying to stop Xu Le. Some of the clan patriarchs have the cultivation of Alan Tian warriors, and they also bravely flew up, wanting to confront Xu Le.
Now that the two wolf kings are dead, Zheye Wolf King is not out, tens of thousands of Rouran troops are looking at the king's tent and king's banner, and the king's banner is falling, and the hundreds of warlords who have no commander are really going to collapse, and I don't know how many people can escape from the river valley for hundreds of miles under such a strong enemy!
Seeing that these Rouran people were still desperately trying to catch up, Xu Le scolded with a smile: "**, there is really a kind!"
Xu Le's figure simply swept down, and suddenly, as Xu Le's figure pointed, the surrounding air suddenly compressed violently, and then suddenly exploded! The almost endless power of the True Yuan surged out, with different shapes and qualities, and they were born and destroyed each other, and within this range, a storm jungle composed of pure True Yuan was rolled up!
Some of the Rouran people who were a little outside were horrified to see that under the scroll of this True Yuan, the last Rouran warriors of the three major kings' tents were either cut to pieces, or their injuries were burning, or the blood splattered into ice ballast, and they all fell down before they could even scream. When Xu Le landed, within a radius of more than ten zhang, the corpse of the Rouran people lay down in a circle around Xu Le, and the blood rain that had just been sprayed was slowly sprinkled at this time!
In the battle to the death, the remaining Rouran people couldn't help but stop their movements, looking at everything that happened in front of them in horror, dozens of wolves whimpered at this time, and sat on the ground with weak hind legs, so frightened that the urine flowed sideways.
This sword was Xu Le's first attempt to fuse all the true elements of all shapes and qualities together, and it was indeed amazingly powerful! It even shocked Xu Le himself. The hundreds of Rouran warriors who poured over, some of them had good cultivation, they looked like a big man, but they had no ability to resist, and they were rolled into a pile of rotten meat under the power of this True Yuan fusion!
This is the true power of Yao Zhenyuan, what level of powerhouse is he in Donghua now?
Xu Le didn't understand this answer very well, but the only thing that was certain was that a master like Yao Nian, who had only arrived in Donghua and was still unreachable, would have no problem beating the two of them. As for the four heroes who have fought against him, they are simply waiting to find ———— abuse, right, when will they abuse them? The revenge of being chased and killed by them inexplicably has not yet been avenged!
Xu Le stood in the center of the circle of this pile of corpses, and actually thought of other places. And no one around Rouran dared to step forward, just stared blankly at this Shuangying Pass New City Lord who had been talking about them from last night to today, treating them as if they were nothing, coming when they wanted, and leaving when they wanted.
Who said that after Ji Chang's death, Shuangying Pass is now a soft persimmon?
Xu Le didn't move forward again for a while, for no other reason. Fusing all the forms and qualities of the true element out, the consumption of the true element is too great. Even if you think that your abyss is as wide as the sea, you can't withstand a few blows with all your might! Standing here, you have to take a breath back.
A patriarch of the Rouran Zhan clan suddenly shouted: "He won't be able to do it either! If we don't kill him today, none of us will be able to leave this place alive, and the old and weak women and children will also become the slaves and maids of the Donghua people!
Under his instigation, these Rouran people regained some courage, responded loudly, and rushed forward again, even if they filled it with their lives, they would leave Xu Le here!
Suddenly, I saw the patriarch of the Rouran War Clan, who was the first to muster up his morale, screamed miserably, and the guards beside him had already stabbed a dagger into his waist and ribs, and then rolled up, and half of his body was cut open. Everyone around him couldn't react, why did his most confidant suddenly assassinate him?
The Rouran guard who stood out as a killer jumped off his mount, wiped his face, and his body distorted, and he saw a figure wearing a pink sequined baseball cap, and his small face was as beautiful as a dream in this bloody battlefield. Everyone who saw her face had a feeling of unreality.
It was Rahu VII.
Her figure flashed, and she disappeared again. In the blink of an eye, there was another roar of the commander of the wolf cavalry of the king tent, and he was seen to fight with a patriarch of the Rouran War clan who was attacking like lightning with a double dagger, and in an instant, blood and light burst out, and the right arm of the commander of the wolf cavalry of the king tent had already flown out of his body and was thrown far away!
"It's the Donghua Assassin, it's the Donghua Assassin!
Wanhua yarn is in Luo Huqi's hands, making her like a fish in water haunting the Rouran people. And these Rouran War Clan patriarchs and the wolf riders of the King Tent are finally chaotic, guarding each other, colliding with each other, and even slashing and killing each other, where can they still take care of the real enemy Xu Le?
Xu Le rolled his eyes, Liu Xiaomei was hard-tempered, but he would do whatever he agreed. Luo Huqi, this girl promised well, but whether she did what she said or not depended on her mood.
Xu Le shook his long sword suddenly, and Geng Xin's sharp energy rolled out like a white dragon, with both head and tail, faintly like the image of the jade dragon in the Western Wilderness, flying and rolling among those Rouran people who were fighting together, blood and rain splashed, and under one sword, a passage had already been killed!
No longer bothering to care about these Rouran people who had no ability to resist, Xu Le's figure swept forward, and he saw a Rouran person also shake his body, chased after Xu Le, and swept forward side by side with Xu Le.
Xu Letou didn't turn his head and said coldly: "What about you guarding people?"
The Rouran man wiped his face, his body distorted for a while, and he turned into the figure of Luo Huqi in the air: "Shi Yao for me." ”
Xu Le snorted, too lazy to say anything about her. The figure accelerated again, like a streamer, straight before falling into the king's tent, and in an instant, it was already standing on the highest Qingshui King Banner!
Looking condescendingly, his red flag was leading the soldiers under his command, desperately rushing in the direction where he was. Everywhere they passed, the Rouran people were in chaos, and the cries and screams rang out in a ball. Arrows flew like rain in the air, and the light of the spell kept flickering and splashing.
The tens of thousands of Rouran troops are already struggling to support and are on the verge of collapse at any time. And his own red flag is still moving forward!
The eyes of tens of thousands of Rouran people, and the eyes of hundreds of pairs of Yingguan soldiers, all looked at Xu Le, who was standing in the wind and stepping on the Wang Qi at his feet.
Xu Le smiled, Zhen Yuan urged, and the Qingshui King Tent Banner under his feet, which was several feet high, with a giant wood as a pole, had already shattered!
In the river valley, on the tragic battlefield, all the voices seemed to be silent at this moment.
Then there was the desperate cry of the Rouran people, which sounded earth-shatteringly: "Run for your life!" (To be continued.) )