There was no suspense in the rest of the battle.

More than 20,000 Zhao soldiers became vulnerable under the condition of losing morale.

The chariots of the Wei army continued to rush back and forth from it, and each rush took the lives of countless Zhao soldiers.

After a few times, some of the Zhao soldiers began to be unable to withstand the pressure and fled in all directions, gradually forming several groups of deserters.

Poof!

After beating the last Zhao Guoshi, Zhao Hongming stopped what he was doing.

Zhao Hongming looked around, and there was no longer a standing Zhao Guoshi.

He clenched his right fist into a fist and roared angrily towards the sky: "Wei Wushu, invincible!" ”

"Invincible!"

"Invincible!"

The many Wei warriors who were still alive let out a tsunami-like cheer, which could not be dissipated for a long time.

Zhao Hongming's luck restored his body to its normal size, then he found a horse again, turned over and ordered: "This Zhao army camp, a fire, then follow me to support General Wu Qi." ”

The generals shouted in unison: "Yes! ”

At the same time, on the river.

When the drifting wood arrived at the predetermined position, Wu Qi decisively gave the order to cross the river.

The river was surging and the cold was overwhelming.

Dozens of Wei Wushu, who had good water quality, quietly dived into the water.

The water of the Linhai River is neither deep nor shallow, and the river is gentle.

After diving into the river, these Wei warriors silently dragged the driftwood floating on the surface of the river, forming them into a rudimentary pontoon bridge.

Zhao Jun on the other side noticed the changes on Wu Qi's side, and hurriedly shouted loudly: "The Wei army has changed, the Wei army has changed!" ”

Hu Yunfeng, who was stationed here with 80,000 soldiers, was shocked and hurriedly looked towards the riverside.

The driftwood on it forms a wooden bridge as if it were spiritual.

He immediately knew that Wu Qi and they were going to cross the river.

Linhe is not shallow, but not deep, and if you wade through it, it will inevitably take a lot of effort.

But with the pontoon, it's a big difference.

Some martial artists who practice the body method, or some basic practitioners, only need some borrowing strength to quickly cross the river.

Wu Qi did so much obviously to cross the river and attack Zhao.

It's just that Hu Yunfeng was a little puzzled, he asked the people below to stare at the opposite side every day for twelve hours a day.

Under their noses, when did they lay down so much driftwood in the river.

But now is not the time to delve into this.

Hu Yunfeng immediately dispatched troops and let his Zhao army rush to the bank of the river.

Seeing Zhao Jun rushing from the opposite side, Wu Qi's face did not change, and shouted: "Among my army, can anyone dare to be the first?!" ”

"The last general is willing."

"The last general is willing."

“……”

All kinds of voices are endless.

Wu Qi held the treasure knife on his waist and said with a calm face: "Whoever is a centurion and above will cross the river!" Those who cross the river and insist on a moment will be credited with merit, three reward stones, and one martial arts. The amount of credit is calculated according to the order of landing. ”

"The last general obeys!"

The people who met the conditions almost did not hesitate and rushed along the driftwood that had just been erected.

I saw some centurion rabbits falling up and down, and with a tap on the driftwood, they flew to the opposite shore.

When they settled, the Zhao army had already rushed to the shore and surrounded them.

The sound of the fight began, and the flesh and blood flew up.

Rao is several of them have experienced a hundred battles, and they are gradually exhausted in the face of absolute numbers, and in the end they are either seriously injured and fall into the water, or unfortunately die.

But their deaths were not worthless.

Just holding on for a moment succeeded in opening up the situation for the rest of the people.

Immediately after them, seven or eight Wei warriors landed one after another, and they formed a formation with each other to resist the Zhao army, which was several times their size.

Leyang and Ma Chuanping were among the seven or eight people.

They form circles against each other, back-to-back, defending each other.

"Old horse, can you eat it?" Leyang roared loudly.

Ma Chuanping, who was on the side, kept sweeping Zhao Jun in front of him with a knife, and shouted: "I'm okay, I can definitely hold on for a quarter of an hour." ”

"If you can't hold it, jump directly into the river, swim back, and if you can't hold it, don't hold on."

Ma Chuanping knew that Leyang really cared about him, and immediately replied: "You too." ”

"Okay, kill!"

The two assisted each other and kept slashing and killing the Zhao army in front of them.

Zhao Jun organized several rounds of offensives, but the two of them were repulsed.

Helpless how they attacked and killed, Wei Wushu still rushed towards the river bank desperately.

Bows and arrows fly, swords and swords, fists and feet are staggered, and the sound of killing is shocking.

Some Zhao Jun rushed to the river and kicked away their driftwood, trying to destroy the pontoon bridge on the river.

It's a pity that such actions will not help.

There is a good water in the river, Wei Wushu, who uses his body as a beam to support him, and uses all his strength to resist the pontoon bridge.

Seeing this, some soldiers of the Zhao army jumped into the rapids with long knives and pounced on Wei Wushu under the pontoon bridge.

The two sides fought for their lives in the middle of the river.

But compared to the carefully selected Wei Wushu, these Zhao soldiers are obviously not as watery as the other party.

Zhao Bing was pressed into the water, and red blood red rolled from the river.

A moment later, the corpse of a soldier of Zhao was suspended in the river, so that Zhao Jun did not dare to go into the water lightly.

As time passed, more and more Wei warriors rushed to the other side of the river and established a stable crossing point.

As a result, Wei Wushu behind him successfully crossed the river continuously.

Seeing that the time is almost up.

Wu Qi immediately made a decision and ordered: "The whole army crosses the river!" ”

"Kill!"

The rest of the Wei warriors, who had already sharpened their knives behind them, rushed towards the other side of the river desperately.

Many of the impatient Wei Wushu jumped directly into the river and no longer used the pontoon bridge.

"Shoot the arrows!"

The Zhao army did not give up the defense, and began to fire indiscriminately arrows near the river.

Wei Wushu, who had been prepared for a long time, raised his shield above his head to defend against the next falling arrows.

They puffed up their chests, gritted their teeth, and continued to force their way across the river.

The contact between the two sides was completely fought.

"Get the hell out of here."

Seeing that the battle situation was becoming more and more unfavorable to the Zhao army, Hu Yunfeng could no longer hold on, took the lead, and rushed to the forefront with a knife.

As a martial artist of the Innate Realm, his strength was above these ordinary Wei warriors.

The battle line that Wei Wushu had just formed was torn apart in an instant.

At this time, Wu Qi did not sit idly by.

He immediately drew his long knife and rushed in front of Hu Yunfeng along the pontoon bridge.

With a high-pitched shout, the two began to enter a fierce confrontation.

As the long knife waved, the figure flickered, leaving traces in the air.

It didn't take long for Wu Qicai to break through the innate innate , and his moves could always be easily dodged by Hu Yunfeng, as if he could see through the trajectory of his sword-swinging attack.

In a trance, Wu Qi revealed a flaw.

The knife in his hand swung into the air, and the other party seized the opportunity.

Hu Yunfeng smashed his chest with a fist that condensed his true qi.

He took a few steps back, his expression horrified.

Then, Hu Yunfeng launched an attack like a fierce beast, and countless sword moves and gestures that condensed his true qi fiercely attacked Wu Qi.

Those tricks were so fast that they were almost impossible to see, and every move fell unceremoniously, forcing Wu Qi to retreat.

Wu Qi tried his best, but he was still knocked out by Hu Yunfeng with a strange punch, and his face was covered with mud and blood.

"It seems that the generals of the Wei army are not Er'er."

Wu Qi struggled to get up from the ground, he wiped the blood on his face and was expressionless.

Martial arts cultivation is indeed his shortcoming, but at this moment, he has to bite the bullet.

Otherwise, as a general, he knew that Wei Wushu would lose his efforts to open up the situation on the other side of the river.

Let all the previous efforts be burned, and His Highness will also be in trouble.

Wu Qi struggled to lift the knife, and there was not much true qi killing intent left in his body, and he was afraid that he would not be able to stop it.

Hu Yunfeng saw his state, and immediately rushed over to raise his knife and slashed at Wu Qi: "Die!" ”

Happy Mid-Autumn Festival everyone! I'll make up for the alliance leader's addition.

Today I was originally going back to my hometown for the holiday, but the road was too congested, if I drove back, it is estimated that it will take 12 hours, there is no time to code words, so I simply let my wife and children go back first, I code words today, and go back at five o'clock tomorrow morning.

There may be a little busy during the holidays, but I try to be a little bit more, thank you.

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