When everyone heard that the demon army was coming, they all panicked, and the psychological impact of these ghost-like demon armies was too great, and many people would tremble with their legs when they heard their names.

Xiao Ming and their total of more than 1,000 people and less than 2,000 people, a bunch of them, have already been discovered by the rebels and reported to the above, for the officers and soldiers defending the city, the rebels have been chasing and killing, and the appearance of the demon army is aimed at them.

For Xiao Ming, who knew that the Youming Army was actually a living dead who had been transformed by drugs, these puppets had nothing to be afraid of, and they would all be killed, so they tried their best to stabilize everyone's emotions and command the staff to line up the battle formation.

But the sergeants were still trembling, the tiger guards were a little better, under Xiao Ming's order, they neatly put the black god crossbow on their shoulders and were ready for battle, but the box army led by Yang Zhen was not good, after two days of thrilling tossing, the spirit of these officers and soldiers had reached the verge of collapse, fortunately, there was still Yang Zhen, otherwise these people would have become a rout.

On the empty street facing the alley, a large group of ghostly Youming troops marched neatly and gradually pressed up. The green-faced fangs were dripping with saliva, and the weapons in their hands were all heavy weapons such as maces, maces, thick-backed machetes, and Xuanhua axes, which were stained with blood.

Xiao Ming never guessed that there was anything that could control these monsters, could the pill that Guo Huai swallowed before he died be able to control the puppet? Or is there another secret art? It's a brainstorm.

There were also some obviously high-ranking monsters in the Youming army, all of them on horses, with two weapons stuck in their backs, and everyone was surrounded by a fat monk with a dark Zen staff in his hand.

“BOSS！ Damn, it seems that this is the leader, and since it is the boss, it must not be easy to kill" Xiao Ming muttered two sentences.

At this time, a Qingdao man who had been following Xiao Ming had a light in his eyes, grabbed Xiao Ming and said, "That monk is mine, you don't have to act rashly." ”

"Oh? Who is he? Xiao Ming was puzzled.

"Deng Yuanjue, that demon monk! That's him! Known as the national teacher of Baoguang Rulai, the Youming Army is his team. Yiqing said coldly.

"Ahh It turns out that this guy is the black hand behind Baoguan Mingyue Villa! Xiao Ming knew that Deng Yuanjue was actually the owner of Baoguan Mingyue Villa, and the village adopted many loose scum and made many vicious utensils and medicines, and Gou Juling was the main person who secretly refined the Youming Army.

Yiqing told Xiao Ming that this Deng Yuanjue was originally a monk from Shezhou, but he placed an order for the Shangfo Temple of the Liao State, colluded with the national teacher of the Liao State, Bana Tieji, and prepared for Fang La to raise troops in the southeast, and the Liao State attacked the Great Song Dynasty from the north, which was really a great crime!

"Okay, just according to the Taoist, wait for us to attack together, you go and kill that fat monk, we will kill the monsters, and strive to end up here this group of living dead." Xiao Ming drew his knife and shouted.

The two teams of people are getting closer and closer, Deng Yuanjue commanded this team of two thousand Youming troops to make contributions yesterday, and they were still immersed in victory, and this group of officers and soldiers in front of them was less than two thousand people, and they were already frightened into a ball, and they felt that the deterrence was almost over, so they raised the black iron Zen staff and ordered the Youming army to rush and kill.

The group of monsters who were already roaring and mighty, suddenly let out a howl at this time, and suddenly rushed towards Xiao Ming and them, Yang Zhen commanded a team of pikemen still wearing armor to block the front, and behind them was the tiger guard and the box army with black god crossbows, divided into three echelons to make a defensive formation, when the Youming army rushed to within 100 steps, Xiao Ming waved the saber downward.

"Launch!"

The crossbow arrows shot at the Youming army like rain, and they were shot down at that time, but there was a special attention to this, all the Youming troops who hit the head directly were all killed, but the other parts of the body could not kill the Youming army, even if they were shot directly through the body, those monsters were stuck with crossbow arrows all over their bodies, bleeding bloody stains, and continued to howl and rush towards the Song army.

A Qingdao man beside him also pulled out, the target went straight to Deng Yuanjue, and the figure shot at him, and several leaders of the Youming Army with double knives on his back around the fat monk immediately unsheathed their steel knives and stopped Yiqing from fighting, but they were obviously not Yiqing's opponents, Xiao Ming knew that he didn't have to worry about Yiqing, what he had to worry about was the monster soldiers in front of him who were stepping on heavy steps and getting closer and closer.

After the second round of salvos, there were still many Youming troops who collided with the formation of the Song army, Xiao Ming pulled out his saber and shouted: "Brothers, follow me, cut off your head!" "Take a step and rush forward.

But he was too fast, "Bang! It crashed into the body of a Youming army, and the monster was directly knocked out by him, Xiao Ming's long knife circled, and he slashed at another Youming army...... Yang Zhen in the back was almost stunned, only to see the miserable howl in front of him, and the stump of his head kept flying, Xiao Ming was like a killing god, where to kill, only to see Yang Zhen open his mouth and stammered for a long time without reacting.

In fact, Xiao Ming's movements are not in order at all, he has not practiced martial arts after all, but he moves too fast, the enemy's movements are like slow motion in his eyes, often he slashes two or three times, the other party reacts, so that the enemy's head has not yet flown up, and the next knife has cut off a head! The sword light continued to slash like lightning, Xiao Ming only felt that the muscles and bones of his whole body seemed to be burning, and he began to ache again, and his crazy slashing finally aroused the morale of the Song army behind.

Yang Zhen roared: "Kill ——! Raised the big gun, with his son Yang Yizhong and the sergeants also rushed up, it turned out that under the momentum of Ruhong, fear has no market at all, and these monster-like Youming Army is not unkillable, as long as the head is cut off or the head is pierced, it is still dead, for a while, the two sides killed a river of blood, many Song troops were smashed by the tall and strong Youming Army with maces, but more Song troops slashed the demon army like crazy, and for a time they actually pressed the Youming Army down.

Xiao Ming killed forty or fifty monsters alone, and finally felt a little out of breath, so he retreated, and commanded the tiger guards who came up to use crossbow arrows to carry out targeted killing, and accurately shot some dangerous monsters to the head, and then turned his head to see the battle situation of Yiqing, compared to the tragic killing on their side, Yiqingdao seemed to be very relaxed, he was fighting with Deng Yuanjue, and there were several monster corpses with double knives on the ground.

Deng Yuanjue is known as the national teacher, and his hands are naturally not weak, and he still has many demon methods, but in front of the Taoist in front of him, he used several means, and after finding that it was useless, he knew that he had encountered a master, so he waved the black iron Zen staff directly, and outsiders saw that Yiqing was holding a red cloak in his hand and Deng Yuanjue was fighting, it seemed that the fat monk should be very relaxed, but Deng Yuanjue knew that he was extremely dangerous now, and he was almost out of breath by the cloak.

Suddenly, Deng Yuanjue took out a handful of things in his left hand and stuffed them into his mouth, bit his tongue, roared, a puff of blood mixed with more than a dozen round balls was squirted out by him, a clear sight, under the pressure of the wrist, the red cloak suddenly flew out, directly wrapped Deng Yuanjue's head, and heard the "bang, poof" explosion in the cloak, Deng Yuanjue suddenly did not move, and then the fat body slowly fell, and finally did not move, Yiqing stepped forward and kicked a kick, and found that this guy was dead, so he ripped the cloak away, Looking at Deng Yuanjue's head again, it was black and purple like a pickled melon, and he was no longer recognizable after being blown up by his own poison pill.

As soon as Deng Yuanjue died, the battle was actually over, and the remaining Youming army was all gone, his nose and mouth were still panting, but his body was stiff and he didn't move, and he was pounced on by the Song army for a while to chop melons and vegetables, crackling and all killed, this battle killed all the two thousand Youming troops who were regarded as trump cards by the Demon Sect rebels in one fell swoop, and the Song army cheered with bloody knives and guns!

Xiao Ming looked at Yiqing and couldn't help but be a little guilty: "Damn, I thought I was being a T, how do I know that others are!" ”

Yiqing cut off Deng Yuanjue's head and put it into the cloth bag that was suspected of being "blood droplets" before, and saw Xiao Mingzheng looking at it puzzled, and explained to him that there was a corpse potion in the cloth bag, which could turn into a puddle of water in a moment or three, and there was a tough metal wire at the mouth of the bag.

Yang Yizhong ran over excitedly and said, "The demon soldiers who have completely annihilated the rebels, let's continue to kill the rebels, right?" ”

Xiao Ming rubbed his aching bones and looked at Yang Zhen, Yang Zhen said, "A large number of officials and family members are locked up in the granary of the government office, are we going to rescue them?" He was asking Xiao Ming's opinion, in today's battle, Xiao Ming really impressed him, not only has a whimsical brain, but also has thaumaturgy, and can cut and kill, he is simply a strange person!

Xiao Ming said: "The Xiang army you led is already tired, and I am afraid that all of them will be lost if you go to fight again, to save people or have our tiger guards to save it, you take the people to the Xicheng Iron Works quickly, and try to rescue the people along the way, the Iron Works is a safe place now." ”

Yang Zhen knew that what Xiao Ming said was true, but it was really dangerous to let Xiao Ming only take this little tiger guard to save people, but Xiao Ming insisted again and again, and had to agree, the only one who disagreed was Yang Yizhong, this kid felt that he had just killed the Youming army, and it was when the Song army was in high spirits.

The two broke up, Xiao Ming took two hundred tiger guards and ran to the vicinity of the granary, passing through the prosperous area of Hangzhou City, but it looked devastated, many houses were burned to ruins, and the dead bodies on the ground gradually increased.

A few tiger guards sent out by Xiao Ming came back to report that a large number of rebels had accumulated on the palace square, as if the whole team was doing something, and asked Xiao Ming what to do?

Xiao Ming thought about it for a moment and said, "Let's go over the house and see what the rebels are doing first?" Wait for the opportunity to move. ”

So everyone went up to the wall, from the top of the alley, slowly touched it, hid in the shadow of a ridge, Xiao Ming looked down, only to see a group of people kneeling on the government square, looking at the clothes are obviously management and family members, everyone is helped, women and children are in it, the upper position of officialdom, waving flags, sitting a bunch of rebel generals, behind there are hundreds of strong men dressed in colorful clothes, holding big knives, very mighty.

The first person stood up and waved his hand, only to see the soldiers on both sides pressing two to recognize, the two people were wearing official uniforms, Xiao Ming knew who it was at a glance, these two people were standing on the city tower with him to guard the city of Hangzhou, Chen Jian, and Zhao Yue, the envoy of Lian Visit, but they sneaked away when the rebels attacked the city for the second time.

After the two were pushed down and knelt down, they trembled all over, regretting that they did not run away from the city in the first place, and now they are the biggest officials in the Hangzhou government who have been caught, and it will definitely be difficult to save their lives now.

The person who waved his hand before laughed, stopped talking, and nodded directly, and the soldiers behind Chen Jianzhao and Zhao directly swung their knives and slashed down when they were unprepared...... The two heads rolled out of the distance, and there was a burst of exclamations and weepings in the square.

"Kill them all!" The first person on the top shouted angrily, Xiao Ming took a closer look and saw that the person who spoke was the rebel marshal Lu Shixiang!

Amid the cries of the crowd in the square, the sergeants of the rebels with ghostly knives walked towards them with a sinister smile...... A massacre is about to begin!