The surging river water constantly laps the shore, from the river, one after another huge warships down the river, the huge battleship is dozens of zhang long, nearly ten zhang high, more than ten mast sails, one side of the canvas bulging the wind and rising.

On the warship, one by one the soldiers dressed in fine armor and holding the sharp soldiers stood on the deck with high spirits, and there were no less than hundreds of elites on each ship, under the illumination of the sun, the armor was dazzling, and the cold light was on the face.

And around this giant warship, countless large or small warships are interspersed, the larger ones are shippers, the smaller ones are walkers, and even behind the big ships, there are countless small grasshopper boats, thousands of ships, looking at it from afar, the vast soup, as if it is infinite.

In the hunting wind, on the big ship, the flag covers the sky, and the huge Chen character tells people the identity of the comer.

Thousands of warships that covered the sky and the sun went down the river, and they rushed to the ancient capital on the bank of the river, Yingtian City.

In the northwest dragon bay outside Yingtian City, this invincible huge fleet cut melons and chops vegetables, and killed more than 100 ships that were beyond their own strength and tried to use their arms as a car, rushed onto this inlet into the land, and countless elite armor came to the shore from the boat, and then under the leadership of a general, they rushed straight to Yingtian City.

Outside Yingtian City, on the outskirts of 100,000 Ming Army Chen soldiers, a big battle is about to start.

Standing on a high place, Leng Zhuo only looked at the countless human heads, as if two waves collided with each other in the earth-shattering shouting and killing, the earth trembled in this torrent, and the blood instantly stained the earth red.

Long Wushuang drilled through a forest, but he muttered in his mouth, obviously looking at him in this direction, why did he disappear, Long Wushuang wondered, suddenly there was an alert in his mind, Long Wushuang dodged sideways, and a flying wind blade flew in front of Long Wushuang's body.

Poof, the wind blade directly sank into a tree trunk, Long Wushuang turned around and looked in the direction where the wind blade was shooting, but saw a cyan wind mink standing on top of the branch, obviously the wind blade just now was shot by this wind mink.

"Looking for death" A small third-order demonic beast actually dared to be wild at her, and Long Wushuang, who was in a bad mood, suddenly raised his dragon claw hand and grabbed it towards the wind mink on the trunk.

However, this ermine is not of high rank, but its speed and flexibility are on the same level, and it disappeared into the forest with one scurry, and Long Wushuang's dragon claw hand suddenly grabbed the air, just pinching the trunk to smash.

When Long Wushuang went to find the wind mink again, the wind mink had disappeared without a trace, "Little beast, count you as fast as you run" Long Wushuang could only stop hatefully, turned around and dressed in the forest, looking for Leng Zhuo's figure.

However, the wind marten also seemed to be quite vindictive, not long after being beaten away, he actually pulled a few mink companions back to kill it, and the surrounding forest was already dense, and these mink were long and narrow, and they could walk through the forest completely unhindered, and even use trees to cover their figures.

Long Wushuang was "teased", a few little beasts actually dared to spread wild in front of her, and they were attacked twice, Long Wushuang's dragon claw hand finally grabbed a slow reaction mink beast, and directly pinched and exploded, blood flowed all over the ground, and the other minks suddenly turned into birds and beasts and scattered.

Long Wushuang would not let it go, and chased straight towards the wind marten that started the fight, and the dragon claw hand kept slapping off the surrounding trees, grabbing the extremely fast wind mink.

The ermine flew through the forest, its soft furry tail like wings, allowing it to glide in mid-air, and behind it, a golden light and shadow dragon claw also passed through the dense forest, grabbing at it, and the mink suddenly shrank its head, and its body was stunned and planted under the ground.

Long Wushuang's dragon claw hand grabbed the air again, but after chasing out of the forest, Long Wushuang's figure paused, because in the open space not far away, Leng Zhuo was bathed in a milky white light array, and his expression was solemn and motionless.

What is he doing? Long Wushuang walked a few steps curiously, tilted his head to look at Leng Zhuo, but his eyes glanced at the five-pointed star array on the ground, this seemed to be a psychic array, could it be that he was performing a psychic ritual?

It seems to be, it doesn't seem to be, his strength Long Wushuang knows, how can he still use this apprentice's entry psychic array? Could it be that this is his secret.

Long Wushuang was thinking when a squeaky mouse croaking interrupted her thoughts, her eyes swept around, and finally, her gaze glanced at the forest she was walking by.

In the forest, on the trunk of the tree, I don't know when there were a lot of more mink beasts came out, the crimson flame mink, the aqua blue mink, the cyan wind mink, and the golden golden mink, looking at the number, there were no less than dozens.

Long Wushuang and Leng Zhuo naturally didn't know, the area where they were located was Wanmink Ridge, there were many mink demonic beasts in the mountains, of course, this is also an excellent mink wool production area, the entire Wanmink Ridge, there are not thousands of hunters coming and going every year, and it is not much different.

However, this mink beast is not easy to catch, since it is for the best mink fur, you can only use the most primitive method, otherwise it will be worthless if you break the mink fur, but in the battle of wits and courage with the hunters, the mink beasts have become extremely cunning, and at the same time they are also full of hostility to the people who enter the mountain, and Long Wushuang has naturally become the enemy in the eyes of the mink beasts.

The mink beasts were not polite to Long Wushuang, they directly shrugged their hair upside down, and launched an attack with grinning teeth, countless wind blades, fireballs, and even earth thorns, and ice arrows swarmed towards Long Wushuang.

Hmph, such an attack also wants to hurt me, it's just wishful thinking, Long Wushuang didn't even bother to open the Dragon Domain, and directly raised the illusory dragon claw hand with both hands, and grabbed towards the location of the mink beast, but Long Wushuang seemed to have forgotten that there was a person in the psychic ritual beside her.

The psychic array has always been in operation, and this wave of attacks, Long Wushuang only blocked in front of him, but missed Leng Zhuo's side, so those attacks naturally shot into the psychic array.

Leng Zhuo didn't know what kind of accident would occur if the psychic array was disturbed during the period, but this accident obviously affected another time and space.

Hundreds of thousands of troops fought on the spot, how tragic, according to the situation, not only at the critical moment, the hundred generals will not open, Leng Zhuo also has patience, so patiently watching the melee below.

Obviously, although the Ming army had fewer soldiers and horses, it was defeated and retreated, but it was retreating and not chaotic, it was better like retreating in an orderly manner, leading the enemy to Yingtian City, and the battle was fought until after noon, the sun was westward, and the 100,000 Ming army suffered a lot of losses, while the Han army was more and more brave and brave all the way.

At this moment, suddenly from the side of Longwan, a Ming army of about 20,000 or 30,000 people suddenly killed out of the waterway, directly to the rear of the Han army, and in Yingtian City, there were more than 10,000 cavalry from the north and south gates running out of the city, like two sharp knives straight into the chaotic battlefield.

It seems that a turning point has been made

However, sadly, ripples suddenly appeared in the sky, at first Leng Zhuo didn't notice it, but after a while, a huge hot fireball suddenly appeared in the air, Leng Zhuo was in mid-air, naturally the first to feel the scorching waves.

At the moment, he looked at it, and suddenly, leaned on, his grandmother's, could this be made by Bai Jiangtu?

Leng Zhuo was thinking about it, the big fireball had fallen from the sky, this fireball was like a big meteorite falling from the sky, smashing down with the flames of destruction, the battlefield full of people, the first to bear the brunt, at least thousands of people, directly turned into ashes in the fireball, tens of thousands of people were swept to the ground by the scorching air wave, and those who got closer, the clothes on their bodies were suddenly ignited, their hair was twisted, and their bodies were burned by the scorching air waves.

And this seems to be just the beginning, above the head, there is an inexplicable rain of ice arrows, although the enveloped area is not large, but the shrouded area, that long and sharp, sharp as a spear under the ice arrows, no one can escape, all are nailed to the ground, or simply frozen into ice sculptures.

A strong wind suddenly rolled up, forming a tornado, which swept the entire battlefield again, and the chaotic battlefield was already chaotic at the moment.

Leng Zhuo's eyes widened and looked at this inexplicable scene, could it be the trial of the Hundred Generals, just like when Xiang Yu, Guan Yu, and Zhang Fei were summoned, Leng Zhuo guessed.

Violent winds and rains, and even meteor fireballs fell one after another, and then, this huge battlefield was already full of potholes, and it seemed that there was no one alive left.

But the calamity still didn't seem to stop, but the hundred generals finally made some movement, releasing several rays of light into the constantly rippling sky, and then, earth balls, ice rain, and strong winds swept the battlefield again.

A meteor-like earth ball with a scorching flame, tumbling a wave of * fireworks, smashed into a crowd, and in that crowd, a military general was still burning with flames, raised his head to look at the falling burning fireball, the scorching air wave made his body burn with flames, but before the threat of death, the military general was lifting the mountain axe in his hand, roaring loudly, and slashed towards the burning earth ball.

Bang, with a loud bang, the burning earth ball suddenly shattered into countless meteor fire showers, sweeping around, and an earthy yellow aura permeated the surroundings of the general, like an earth-colored streamer.

The picture of the hundred generals slowly turned the page, and an earth-colored light shrouded in the air.

The forty-sixth general, the Ming general often meets spring, the fire and earth twin spirit bodies, and the innate spirit soldiers: splitting the sky and tearing the earth axe.

Turning the forty-sixth page, a halo of aqua blue bloomed and shrouded towards another part of the battlefield.

There, in a forest of ice spears, the sharp ice pierced the body of a spear-wielding general, the spear in his hand had condensed into ice, and the countless shattered ice crystals under his body emitted layers of ice mist.

Under the shroud of light, the ice spear dissolved, and the general's wounds were condensing at a speed visible to the naked eye, while around the body, the layers of frost were wrapped in blood and shrouded in the body.

The forty-seventh general, the Ming general Xu Da, the innate ice spirit body, the innate spirit soldier: the frost war spear.

The Hundred Generals turned over again, revealing a new page, but this time it was directly shrouded in the tower of the Ying Heavenly City, compared to the other places, the hell on earth, but this place was shrouded in a milky white holy light, allowing this place to avoid the sudden natural disaster before.

The milky white light shrouded the holy light, enveloping the bearded Confucian in it, and appeared on the map of the hundred generals.

The forty-eighth general, Liu Ji, the general of the Ming Dynasty, the innate holy light spirit body, the innate spirit soldier: nine feather fans.