Chapter 495: Sword Qi Horizontal Divine Might, Flying Tiger Fierce, Loyal and Commendable
"Kill!"
No longer hesitating, Xu Lang ordered in a cold voice.
Immediately afterwards, the soldiers in the forest rushed out one after another.
Sou......
Tang Hu and Deputy Commander Xu had retreated into the formation, commanding the archers, and after rejecting the horses, they fired arrows to repel the enemy.
For a time, some of the soldiers who were charging forward were shot and fell to the ground. However, the traps that Deputy Commander Xu hastily set up did not play a role because they were discovered by Xu Lang and Zhu Yunfei.
After a few rounds of shooting, after all, Xu Lang's side was condescending, and he quickly suppressed the momentum of the enemy army. Then, Sun Er shouted, danced his sword, rose in the air, and jumped down like a tiger with his own guard battalion, and jumped over the pit with a few ups and downs, and fell straight into the enemy formation.
Afterwards, Xu Lang and Zhu Yunfei also shouted, each holding a weapon, raising his breath and killing him.
Soon, any formation was useless, and in itself, limited by the terrain, this formation was not so easy to deploy. The two armies immediately fell into a hand-to-hand encounter.
Only Qin Tianci stood dumbfounded under the trees in the forest, looking at everything that was happening below, and clenched his fists in pain.
Whew, whew!
Xu Lang's sword aura is vertical and horizontal, and he deserves to stand down. An enemy soldier screamed and stabbed at him, he smiled coldly, did not dodge, suddenly moved, and came first, bullying the man's side, and when the man was stunned, he slammed his palm into the chest, and immediately knocked the man away, spurting a mouthful of blood in the air.
"Give my brother back!"
Deputy Commander Xu was furious, slashed a sergeant with a knife, and rushed towards Xu Lang regardless of it.
Call!
His knife skills are obviously not weak, and this knife slashes at the face, and the strong wind hits the face, which is very amazing.
"Good time!"
Xu Lang drank in a deep voice, but still did not dodge or dodge, and when the knife was about to reach his body, he suddenly moved his feet and stabbed the lower abdomen of Deputy Commander Xu with a sword.
This sword is still the last to come, both fast and ruthless, so frightened that Deputy Commander Xu suddenly retracted the knife and jumped back, what resentment is small, the heart of contempt, there is no one in an instant.
"Come again!"
Xu Lang retreated from the enemy with a sword, and he was even more vigorous, chasing the wind and sword against the guest, not waiting for the deputy commander Xu to have a chance to breathe.
Ding Ding ......
There was a sound of swords intersecting, and Deputy Commander Xu finally couldn't parry, and fell to the ground, and his thigh was pierced by a sword.
"Tie up!"
Xu Lang shouted, and a personal guard stepped forward and captured him.
"You wait for the main general to be captured, why fight again!"
Xu Lang used his internal strength and drank loudly.
This drink was sure to calm everyone.
At this time, Deputy Commander Xu was certainly captured, and most of the people who were either dead or injured all over the ground were people from the great prince. Obviously, if they fight a little longer, they will be wiped out.
Bang!
Soon, someone lowered their weapons. For them, this is the last chance.
However, there are still nearly 100 soldiers of the Flying Tiger Battalion, who refuse to be captured, all of them are covered in blood, holding weapons, fighting and retreating.
"If you don't come down now, when will you wait!"
Zhu Yunfei shouted coldly, and after speaking, an arrow was shot.
Burst!
With his skill and his archery skills, how can the ordinary soldiers of the Flying Tiger Battalion be able to match? Naturally, in an arrow, one of the sergeants fell.
"Fight!"
Who knows, after this arrow was fired, the nearly 100 soldiers of the Flying Tiger Battalion turned a blind eye, and shouted instead, not retreating, but advancing, and rushing over.
"Alas......"
Seeing this, Xu Lang let out a long sigh, and the sword in his hand was raised again.
The sword light is full and the blood is full of blood, and these soldiers of the Flying Tiger Battalion are showing their last loyalty.
In less than a moment, they were mercilessly harvested like wheat one by one, singing the most tragic elegy of life.
"Whoever comes, they're all buried."
Xu Lang blew the blood beads on the sword, looked at the valley mouth in front of him, and said regretfully.