The clouds of Qinglong Snow Mountain have been climbing, but Xu Lin's heart has always been at the bottom.

Looking at the regular army of the 100,000 ghost demons in the distance, Xu Lin admitted that he was preconceived, and after listening to a few words from others, he thought that he was in an era where he didn't need to use his brains to fight.

Take a look at the regular army of the 100,000 ghost demons in front of you, 64 armor soldiers form a platoon, 128 people form a company, 256 people form a battalion, 1024 people form a regiment, 4096 people form a division, this is a typical Macedonian phalanx, the distance between the soldiers and the soldiers is very long, about 16 people, if they rush up like this, the thunder array they arrange, the casualties caused to them will not achieve the desired effect.

Xu Lin frowned and said, "Zhang Mingyue, put up Lao Tzu's banner!" ”

Zhang Mingyue stepped forward immediately, erected a flagpole, and a big banner embroidered with "Wuyang Prince Forest" floated up, and the leaders of Li Panshan of the Tingwei Mansion, Zuo Qiulu of the Criminal Department, and the leaders of the Imperial Sima Xiang of the Metropolitan Procuratorate scolded in their hearts, "What a fool, set up a big banner, for fear that the ghost Fang Demon Clan will not know who to fight?" ”

That's right, Xu Lin was still afraid that they wouldn't know who to fight, so he didn't dare to rub it off, because he was already in a situation of confrontation between the two armies, and the demon people of the Ghost Fang would rush up desperately, so that the people here would be 100% stunned, and they would be cold.

Xu Lin picked up a bow and crossbow and rode out, Zhang Mingyue immediately followed behind Xu Lin with five thousand Shuo Fang people, charging together, of course they were afraid, but when they thought that the prince could die with them, they were also relieved.

Zuo Qiulu looked at Xu Lin with complicated eyes, holding the reins with both hands, and the green tendons were stretched, leading such a little person to rush into battle? Did he deliberately seek death?

Zuo Qiulu said in a deep voice: "Take my sword!" ”

When Zuo Qiulu held his long sword in his hand, Sima Xiang suddenly said, "Our little prince doesn't want to escape, right?" ”

Zuo Qiulu raised his head suddenly, and he suddenly found that Xu Lin led the talent to rush out less than a thousand steps, and drew an arc to go due south, Zuo Qiulu's eyes immediately glared, and said, "He really deserves to die!" ”

Sima Xiang squinted his eyes and said, "What should I do?" Shuofang City is handed over? ”

Zuo Qiulu snorted lightly and said, "What the hell are you doing with this heart?" Defending the territory against the enemy is not under our control. ”

Sima Xiang sat restlessly in place, holding a bright silver spear, not knowing what to do, his eyes were locked on Xu Lin's body, these people in high positions, everyone had deep eyes, and they couldn't guess what they were thinking in their hearts.

Suddenly, the horses' hooves on the grassland were bursting, like thunder, everyone looked up again, the ghost demon clan moved, and almost the whole army turned around and chased after Xu Lin, but their phalanx was too large and the movement was too slow, so they couldn't catch up with Xu Lin at all.

Zuo Qiulu and Sima Xiang both watched Xu Lin and was about to flee, but they all frowned in unison, because Xu Lin didn't leave at all, as if they were afraid that the ghost people would not be able to catch up with him, so they repeatedly circled in place, and they were even more confused, what is the prince going to do?

What does Xu Lin want to do? Naturally, it is to deal with the Macedonian phalanx, the Macedonian phalanx has one of the biggest weaknesses, that is, it is easy to move forward, it is difficult to retreat, and it is even more difficult to turn around.

Xu Lin looked back at the camp of the Ghost Fang Demon Clan, the corners of his mouth hooked, he grabbed the reins, and muttered, "There is!" ”

Zhang Mingyue, who had been following Xu Lin, was surprised: "Got it? What's up? Prince, let's just run around when we come out? ”

Xu Lin smiled: "Boy, study hard!" This is called please enter the urn! ”

Xu Lin stopped running at all, looking at the 100,000 chasing soldiers in front of him, his eyes were already full of murderous energy.

Looking at the terrifying and approaching 100,000 troops of the Ghost Fang Demon Clan, Xu Lin's side was terrifyingly quiet, Xu Lin didn't speak, Zhang Mingyue didn't speak, and the five thousand Shuofang people behind him didn't squeak.

Zuo Qiulu and the others in the distance were in a hurry, what is this prince doing? One moment he didn't want to die, and the other he didn't want to live, he was like this, what should he do?

The army of 100,000 ghost demons pressed towards Xu Lin like a big grinding plate, it was very wild, and on the grassland, the sound of horses' hooves was like thunder.

And right now.

Rumble! Boom! The continuous loud noise shook the earth, the firelight, the air waves, destroyed the world, and the 100,000 army suddenly fell into the black smoke of gunpowder.

Xu Lin suddenly leaked an expression of enjoyment, he didn't eat, drink, or sleep, and the black powder finally emitted all its power at this moment.

Zuo Qiulu and Sima Xiang were stunned, is this a thunder and earth fire trick? Hasn't this set of skills been lost a long time ago?

But they quickly sobered up, this is not Xu Lin's ability, it is that there is a cat in that land, the prince doesn't know what spells have been placed on that land, Sima Xiang's jaw is about to fall to the ground, and said: "I thought he was going crazy, but now it seems that our prince is not simple!" ”

Zuo Qiulu said: "Yes, I said that the prince is so calm, it turns out that the killing machine is all hidden in the grass, and his charge just now is completely based on himself as bait, wanting to lure more ghost warriors into that land, but I don't know which sect's spell the prince has learned, it is so terrifying!" ”

Faced with such a picture, the blood of the brothers in the Five Thousand Shuo Fang City was boiling, and the crown prince was simply a god!

How many 100,000 horses were killed, Xu Lin didn't know, but he understood that if they charged now, the ghost demon clan would be vulnerable, no matter what they ate and grew up, there was no morale on the battlefield, and the team led by the king of heaven Lao Tzu would not be able to win!

Xu Lin picked up a long lance and roared, "Brothers, kill the ghosts!" ”

After a wild roar, Xu Lin immediately followed five thousand people and launched a fierce attack on the ghost people.

The crossbow arrows converged, and the sound of breaking through the air was breathtaking, and the ghost people who had been blinded by the explosion had not yet figured out how their comrades died, and terrible blows followed.

Xu Lin doesn't know how to use a long lance, but when he learned Wing Chun in another world, he learned the six-and-a-half stick, and the six-and-a-half stick used the tip of the stick to exert force, and the skills were similar to those used in the long lance, and when he saw the four ghost spears stabbing like lightning, Xu Lin swung the long lance and swung the three-pole spear, slammed it up, smashed it down, smashed the fourth spear, and then handed it forward, and immediately pierced the chest of a ghost cavalryman.

The movements are as smooth as flowing water.

Even at this moment, Zuo Qiulu was also observing Xu Lin, and he was stunned, because he found that other soldiers were fighting against each other, whoever has great strength, heavy weapons, and fast movements can win, and the prince does not fight hard with his opponent at all, the whole person is like a swimming fish in the battlefield, as long as there is a vacancy, he will stab you with that long lance, and the position of the stab is still the throat, in just a few dozen breaths, there are already more than 20 ghost people who have fallen under his long lance, if it is normal, even if there is no morale, kill these twenty ghost regular army, I have to fold thirty Wuyang warriors.

Zuo Qiulu still couldn't see how much Xu Lin had to do, because he made the gun without guns, made the sword without sword energy, and made the knife without sword gang, when a general who made a mace and a general who made a knife in the ghost demon clan flew up, Zuo Qiulu pulled a sword flower and flew out, he knew that such a master, the prince couldn't bear it at all, because of the assassination that night, he couldn't break his sword qi at all, and this ghost general was on par with himself.

Sima Xiang followed closely and asked in a cold voice, "Aren't you going to kill him?" Dying at the hands of the ghost party, isn't it right for you? ”

Zuo Qiulu sneered and said, "At this time and that time, at least this war will be won!" ”

The general of the demon clan of the ghost side cleverly wanted to fight seven inches with a snake and killed Xu Lin first, and suddenly, he was blocked by Zuo Qiulu and Sima Xiang with a sword and a shot, in order to prevent the masters of each other's camp from killing the soldiers on their side, they tacitly opened a distance of three miles from the battlefield, and launched an earth-shattering duel between the top masters of the two clans.

Li Panshan, who was on the top of the mountain, looked at the scene in front of him, he was already in a cold sweat, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is not a loss to the prince, according to his current ability, the 100,000 troops in the desert, he doesn't want to lose it, no one can take it away, what happened in the desert that day? He was also thinking: Could it be that his cowardice in the court is all pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger?

The battlefield didn't allow much thought, and he said to the general of the Western Army: "Brother, this battle will be won, you just have to lead people to charge!" Pay attention to the prince's movements and cooperate with him! ”

After speaking, Li Panshan pulled out a double hammer from his back and threw one of them fiercely, this sledgehammer was like a cannonball, blocking the way of the third master of the Ghost Fang Demon Clan who wanted to help in the battle.

The third general of the ghost side saw the ferocity of this sledgehammer, waved his weapon to block, and the loud sound of the "bell" was actually like a thunderbolt explosion, and the human brain below the shock was buzzing, the glow was shining, and the air waves were flying, Li Panshan himself was like a cannonball, and he caught his sledgehammer and fought with the third general of the ghost side.

The three masters of the ghost side who can move mountains and seas are dealt with, and the following soldiers are all handed over to Xu Lin, where the five thousand warriors of Shuofang City go, people turn over on their backs, and the demon people of the ghost side let out a terrible wail, which makes people's hearts palpitate.

Xu Lin does not allow any soldier to fall behind, full of calculations, they only have 5,000 people, the plain rushes to kill, he must use Genghis Khan's tactics to "attack like a chisel and fight", his 5,000 people must be pinched together, like a tank, crush the enemy on this battlefield, this is the strategic thinking of the great man, concentrate superior forces, annihilate the enemy's living force, just one hour, has reached the final stage.

Xu Lin has been observing his own people's abilities, Zhang Mingyue needless to say, he has already stepped into the threshold of a cultivator, he found a short stature, covered in mud swordsman, people riding horses, he ran with the team, carrying a big sword taller than his height, like a spinning top on the ground, a sword down, a ghost demon clan was split into four pieces with people and horses, it was quite domineering.

I don't know what level this person is among the top masters, but the army rushes to kill, and he is definitely a good player.

Seeing that the five thousand men and horses of the Western Army also rushed down, the corners of Xu Lin's mouth were hooked, and he looked up to the sky and roared, he had already rushed around the battlefield, and then immediately led the troops to draw an arc and continued to rush and kill.

Now Xu Lin's team still has three thousand people left, but the team of the Ghost Fang Demon Clan no longer has any ability to fight back, the three masters of the Ghost Fang Demon Clan are fighting with Zuo Qiulu, Sima Xiang, and Li Panshan at the same time, they are stunned when they see the battle below, since the Ghost Fang and Wuyang have been fighting, every time they fight, Wuyang has to leave at least ten times the number of heads, but now, 10,000 people have actually broken their own 100,000 army.

Although they were not convinced, they had to retreat, or they would not be able to bring back a single person.

The three masters of the ghost side gave a retreat signal and left the battlefield, and Zhang Mingyue, who had killed the madness, had to lead his troops to chase after him.

Xu Lin touched the blood on his face, raised the lance and flipped it a few times, inserted it under the horse's hooves, and shouted: "Brothers, poor Kou Mo chases, after the fight, the class teacher will return to the city......"