The good black iron armor of the wolf-headed army was like paper paste in front of Xia Yu, he pulled out his black sword, and red blood gushed out from He Yong's body, and He Yong immediately fell to the ground like a marionette with a broken thread.

Xia Yu raised his leg and stepped over He Yong's corpse, walked to the desk, picked up the text on the table and looked at it. These military and political documents belong to the military secrets of the wolf's head army and are very important. Xia Yu only glanced at it cursoryly, and then put all the big and small texts on the table together and put them into his Qiankun bag.

Such a big movement on the side of the study naturally alarmed He Yong's pro-soldier camp, Xia Yu just stepped out of the door of the study with his front foot, and his back foot was surrounded by hundreds of pro-soldiers who rushed in. The pro-soldiers are generally the escort troops next to the officers, and they are not only loyal to the commander, but also much stronger in combat than the average sergeant.

When this group of pro-soldiers saw Xia Yu coming out of the study alone, regardless of the three-seven-twenty-one, they immediately raised their spears and rushed towards Xia Yu with a loud shout of "kill, kill, kill". Xia Yu grinned, immediately jumped up, jumped into the air, and ignited a red flame with a "whirring" of his left hand.

"Hehe, just try the power of the burning fruit, Fire Fist!"

Xia Yu punched the courtyard below, and a hot pillar of fire erupted from his fist, and with a loud bang, it smashed into the courtyard below. This small courtyard was not big, but with a punch from Xia Yu, the raging flames immediately covered the entire courtyard, and hundreds of pro-soldiers were instantly turned into ashes in the flames.

Xia Yu landed lightly on a tall building and glanced back at the courtyard. I saw that the courtyard was already a sea of fire. He smiled slightly with satisfaction: "Next time I should exchange Huàn for an Ace's hat." ”

When Xia Yu left He Yong's mansion, Qingyan City was already in chaos, and there were shouts of people everywhere. Lu Zheng's refugee army set the camp on fire, and now it was autumn, the weather in the north was very dry, and as soon as the north wind blew, the entire south of the city was plunged into a sea of fire in an instant, and billowing black smoke rose from the sky above the city, covering almost half of Qingyan City.

Lu Zheng's refugee army grew very quickly, and when the riot began, there were only a few thousand people around him. But after breaking out of the refugee camp. Tens of thousands of people gathered around him, and they rushed to the armory of Qingyan City. At this time, the first and second battalions of the Wolf Head Army had been ordered to guard the armory. Of the five thousand defenders left behind by Zheng Xiu, half were real wolf-headed troops. The other half is the former defenders of Qingyan City who surrendered to the Wolf's Head Army. This battalion and the second battalion are the real wolf-headed army. The combat effectiveness is very strong.

When Lu Zheng led the army to the armory, he saw that the first and second battalions had already lined up two infantry phalanxes, and the left and right complemented each other in a cornering position. An officer's shout came from the infantry formation: "If the thieves don't surrender quickly, they will be killed!"

Lu Zheng stood at the front of the refugee army, his eyes swept over the two infantry phalanxes of the wolf-headed army, and his face immediately became gloomy. He knew very well in his heart that there were tens of thousands of his refugee army, but they were basically peasants from Qingyan City, and they didn't have decent weapons in their hands or decent armor on their bodies, so leading such a rabble to attack two infantry phalanxes armed to the teeth was simply self-defeating!

However, knowing that it was a dead end, Lu Zheng also had to fight, and now was the time when the morale of the refugee army was extremely excited, and only by immediately leading the troops to attack could it be possible to break the enemy's phalanx in one go.

Lu Zheng took a deep breath, raised the saber he had taken from the enemy, and shouted loudly: "Brothers, break these two infantry phalanxes and take the armory behind you, you can recapture our Qingyan City, recapture our land, and regain our freedom!!!" Lu Zheng shouted hoarsely and rushed to the enemy's infantry phalanx.

After Lu Zheng's words, the crowd was excited for a while, and the refugee army immediately followed him and shouted, "Kill, kill!" The vast sound resounded like thunder in the sky above Qingyan City, and tens of thousands of people followed Lu Zheng and ran up, like a rushing river, rushing forward and back into the infantry phalanx of the wolf's head army.

Suddenly, the sound of swords clashing, the sound of bodies piercing through with sharp blades, the screams of people, and the sound of shouts of killing became one. Lu Zheng was conceited and brave, and bravely rushed into the infantry phalanx of the first battalion, and the saber in his hand was suddenly blurred with flesh and blood. However, others do not have the same force value as him, if the refugee army is a rushing river, then the wolf-headed army is a dam on the river. There are tens of thousands of refugees, and the first and second battalions of the wolf-headed army add up to only more than 2,000 people, such a huge number ratio, but after the refugee army collided with the wolf-headed army, instead of messing up the formation of the wolf-headed army, it almost collapsed itself. The dam of the wolf-headed army is desperately blocking the big river of the refugee army.

Lu Zheng was deeply trapped in the enemy formation, and after killing more than a dozen enemy soldiers in a row, when he saw that his refugee army not only did not keep up with him, but was about to collapse, he could only sigh, jumped helplessly, and jumped back into the camp of the refugee army.

After blocking the first onslaught of the refugees, the Wolfhead began to attack.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

Different from the refugee army's indiscriminate shouting, the wolf-headed army's shouting and killing is not only very neat, but also shouted rhythmically, although their number is only one-fifth of the refugee army, but the shouting is louder than the refugee army's, every "kill" word is like a hammer, smashed into the refugee army's heart one by one, shouting people panicked, hands and feet tremble. And every time the word "kill" was shouted, the wolf-headed army collectively took a step forward. The soldiers in their first row all raised heavy shields, and spears protruded from the gaps between shields, like two huge heavy armored tanks, approaching the refugees step by step. The refugee army was forced to retreat step by step, and finally even forced to retreat.

This is the difference between a regular army and a ragtag army, in the face of a well-trained and orderly wolf-headed army, even if the number of the refugee army is five times more than the other side, it is not a match for the wolf-headed army at all.

"Stand back! Stand back! Don't panic! Everyone gather together, don't run around!" Lu Zheng was desperately trying to organize order in the crowd, but the army was defeated, and the refugee army was already a group of ragtag troops who were on the verge of death.

And at this time, seeing that the army was about to collapse and Lu Zheng was almost desperate, a strong hand suddenly pressed Lu Zheng's shoulder, and a deep voice sounded in his ears.

"Let me do it. ”

Lu Zheng was stunned for a moment, only to see a young man slowly walking past him. This young man was dressed in black, carrying a black sword behind him, and his short black hair fluttered slightly with the north wind. Seeing this young man, Lu Zheng's anxious face couldn't help but be overjoyed immediately, and he shouted: "Xia Yu!"

Xia Yu didn't look back, raised his hand to say hello, he slowly walked between the two armies, whether it was the wolf head army or the refugee army, seeing such a young man suddenly appear, both sides were stunned, and the wolf head army immediately stopped attacking.

Xia Yu had a confident smile on his face, he looked at the wolf-headed military formation without fear, orange eyeshadow gradually appeared in the corners of his eyes, and his round pupils suddenly became square. Then, Xia Yu raised his right hand, and the Yuan Force at the peak of the Xiao Yuan Realm exploded instantly, and the vast Yuan Force gathered from the limbs to his right palm, and immediately condensed into a huge silver shuriken that rotated at high speed in his palm!

"Immortal Technique, Wind Escape, Spiral Shuriken!"

Xia Yu roared, threw the spiral shuriken in his hand forward, and the spiral shuriken immediately spun and flew towards the first infantry battalion of the wolf's head army, making the heavy shield defense of the helpless refugee army as vulnerable as tofu in front of the spiral shuriken, the spiral shuriken easily broke into the formation of the first infantry battalion, and then suddenly swelled and became larger, with an earth-shattering bang, it turned into a super hurricane!

The air currents of the hurricane swept all around at once, and everyone was blown to the ground by the strong wind, unable to open their eyes, and when the wind gradually receded, people hurriedly opened their eyes and looked at the center of the hurricane, and everyone was immediately stupid. Whether it was the Refugee Army or the Second Infantry Battalion of the Wolf's Head Army, everyone was stunned.

"This can't be!

"Oh my God, I'm not dreaming!"

"Oh my God!"

Everyone let out a cry of surprise, and everyone stared in shock at the empty space next to the 2nd Infantry Battalion. Just now, it was still the phalanx of the 1st Infantry Battalion, but now, the 1st Infantry Battalion has all disappeared! Xia Yu killed one of the opponent's infantry battalions with one move, and there were more than 1,000 people!

In the refugee army, a young man of the same age as Xia Yu also stared at Yuanyuan, and exclaimed in disbelief: "Edi Niang, this is too exaggerated!" (To be continued......)