Raising the gentian bright silver spear, Xu Lin took the lead in riding his horse and galloping, facing the ghost iron horse that surged up like a tide, his eyes were as sharp as a goshawk, as fierce as a beast, and even the two women who were protecting him on his left and right sides showed a fierce light, and in the neighing of the war horse, the shouting of killing shook the sky.

As the army ran wildly, thousands of javelins tied to Ma Lei Zi flew towards the white army, and the sound of breaking through the air was piercing, like a demon crying.

Six thousand javelins were distributed in an average of 30,000 men, and in less than three seconds, successive explosions instantly broke the formation of the White Army.

The white army was considered the elite of the ghost people, and immediately took up their bows and arrows to fight back.

In the roar, Zhang Mingyue waved his arm and smashed a heavy shield in his hand towards the white army camp, this beautiful arc not only knocked several feather arrows towards Xu Lin away, but also smashed a piece of ghost warrior into a blur of flesh and blood.

The white army was shocked, it was impossible for them to withdraw from the battle at this distance, and the captain shouted, and also launched an attack on Xu Lin, they were also angry in their hearts, angry that this prince of Wuyang had killed too many of their companions, they only had six thousand people, and they would not necessarily lose a battle of blood for blood.

It's a pity that they think too simply.

In the moment of hand-to-hand combat, a huge spear six meters long stabbed straight at Xu Lin, fierce and weird.

This is the master of the ghost people, this spear has earth-shattering potential energy, great strength, and with the power of the impact of the war horse, if it is on Xu Lin's body, the flesh will be broken.

Xu Lin had already seen this spear, and he didn't panic at all, the tip of the spear shook, the gorgeous spear flew out, and the dragon's groan shook the sky, "Boom!" In the piercing sound, this giant spear was hit by Xu Lin's gun, and it was immediately broken into three sections, and the ghost people who suddenly rushed out were shocked and bleeding, and they were seriously injured and fell to the ground, and then they were trampled into minced meat by the horses' hooves behind.

Xu Lin didn't stop at all, and continued to charge, the bright silver spear was like a poisonous snake spitting letters, and wherever he went, he would pierce the throats of more than a dozen ghost people, and after a while, his body would be covered with blood.

Mi Fei and Fang Fei are holding two long swords, guarding Xu Lin's side like a female god of war, harvesting the enemy's life in the tide of enemies, Xu Lin taught them swordsmanship, the sword is the king of a hundred soldiers, attacking with sword energy, half the effort, it is better to use some moves, directly take the enemy's vital point, a battle down, you can save ninety percent of your strength.

Xu Lin went straight to an enemy's partial general, stepped on the stirrup with both feet and jumped up in the air, the spear wheel was round, and smashed down, the ghost general set up a weapon to block, and with a loud bang, the real qi shot wildly, and the air wave blew the two of them into a no-man's land within ten meters of the center.

Seeing that this general was not the prince's opponent, Mi Fei and Fang Fei swept around the perimeter to block the path of the small soldiers.

Now Xu Lin is not as simple as stepping into the cultivator, he has entered the hall among the Wuyang masters, and the horse of the Wuyang general who was smashed by a gun fell to the ground.

Xu Lin flipped in the air, landed on the ground and picked the tip of the gun, directly cut off the horse's head, and forced the opponent to fall off the horse.

Ancient Chinese martial arts, the stick sweeps a large area, and the gun picks a line, but the six-and-a-half stick of Wing Chun is also powerful through the tip of the stick, and the stick method is integrated into the marksmanship, which does not violate the harmony at all.

The enemy's adjutant general roared like an enraged gorilla looking up to the sky, smashing the weapon in his hand hard, and there was a crack in the ground, Xu Lin jumped high, avoiding this powerful wave of qi, or close to the fight, the enemy adjutant general is accustomed to the combat mode of attacking and defending, and when he encounters this kind of ability to fight with elimination, there is no room for parry, he wants to run away, retreat in a strange way, and fly away.

Where did Xu Lin allow him to escape? Raised high, he cut off one of his feet with a single shot, and was then pierced by a single shot.

Zhang Mingyue led a group of soldiers to run over the enemy's camp like a grinding plate, and everywhere he went, flesh and blood flew everywhere, Zhang Mingyue found that the enemy's main general wanted to reinforce his lieutenant general to attack Xu Lin, and shouted: "Jiang Shangwu, take your person to bring the head of the enemy's main general to Lao Tzu!" ”

Jiang Shangwu now brought a team of 100 people, hearing Zhang Mingyue's team, he immediately took his brothers forward, fifty people emptied the surroundings of the captain of the white army, and the remaining fifty people fired a salvo of crossbows, which caused great pressure on the leader of the white army, the two of them pulled the chain and stepped forward, breaking the leg of the horse of the main general of the white army, and the main general of the white army stepped on the stirrup and was about to rise to the sky, twenty of Jiang Shangwu's subordinates quickly threw out a big net, buckled it, tightened it while pulling, broke all his power joints, and then swarmed up, The main general was stabbed through countless transparent holes.

Jiang Shangwu immediately picked up the white army commander's sword, and shouted: "Brother Yue, go on!" ”

Zhang Mingyue's knife was destroyed by the gentian bright silver spear on the snowy mountain, and he never had a weapon to take advantage of, this Guan knife, which was full of three hundred catties, must be something he liked.

Zhang Mingyue caught the knife thrown by Jiang Shangwu and couldn't put it down, but when he killed the enemy, he was always not so sharp, and he felt that he couldn't kill people.

Xu Lin saw this detail, stuck the bright silver spear on the ground, killed the horse, took the Guan knife, and said, "Look at it, you have to take turns to cut the Guan knife!" ”

Xu Lin rushed into the most densely populated place of the enemy and carried out the most terrifying slash on the enemy.

Guan knife Xu Lin is to practice arm strength when practicing, is a master level, split, chop, chop, cut, cut, intercept, teasing, hanging, pulling, pressing, twisting, frustration twelve methods, interspersed with waist, neck, cloud chest, dancing back, left and right dancing flowers, people with the knife, knife with the person, body flipping, knife light flashing, such as the silver dragon through the clouds and fog, like a tiger fighting in all directions, both fierce and strong, but also chic and elegant.

A few back and forth, killing dozens of meters around no one dared to approach.

Xu Lin turned around and threw the Guan knife to Zhang Mingyue, then galloped wildly, pulled out his bright silver spear, and continued to kill the enemy.

Every time he faced the enemy, Xu Lin quickly destroyed the enemy's balance by piercing and chiseling, but this time he didn't leave, he wanted to kill all the 30,000 white troops.

The battle lasted less than half an hour, and the White army was defeated, and a group of remnants of the defeated army fled.

Zhang Mingyue wanted to lead his troops to pursue, but Xu Lin shouted: "Poor Kou Mo chase!" Everyone quickly changed into the clothes of the white army, cleaned up their corpses, and remembered, from now on, no one is allowed to speak, success or failure is a fight here! ”

More than ten minutes later, Xu Lin and the others changed into the clothes of the white army and began to clean up the enemy's corpses and war horses.

Xu Lin put away his battle flag and waited for the enemy's large army to come.

In an hour, the million-strong army of the ghost side approached, and the soldiers became nervous, and seeing Xu Lin's calm appearance, their hearts had a bottom.

The vanguard of the ghost side approached, Xu Lin rode up to meet him, and when he saw the vanguard, he cried, and complained to them in the ghost language: "We were ambushed by the prince of Wuyang here, they killed more than 20,000 of us, and ran away from the north!" ”

The ghost people didn't suspect it at all, and led the troops back to report.

Xu Lin ordered people to set up camp tents on the spot and began to treat the wounded, of course he treated his own people, the enemy's million-strong army did not even look at them, and chased them north, leaving them a lot of food on the way.

The brothers are very confused, isn't their prince a god? The large army of the ghost side passed like this?

Xu Lin didn't hide his skills at all, and told them, "Those who are good defenders hide under the nine earths, and those who are good at attackers move above the nine heavens, so they can protect themselves and win all." ”

Mi Fei carefully wrote down Xu Lin's words in the notebook, this is a treasure of the Wuyang Dynasty.

This battle is a bloody battle, the fight is a ruthless energy, 6,000 people have more than 300 casualties, so they rested for a day, Xu Lin led the troops to the east quickly, and in this way unconsciously got out of the encirclement and suppression.

Xu Lin didn't dare to lead the troops to stop anymore, people could rest on the horses, and even if the horses ran dead, they couldn't stop, because this was their only chance. If they can't be caught, they can only be a group of wild people in the territory of the ghost side.

In three days, they advanced 1,500 miles, people were sleepy and horses were tired, they still couldn't rest, because there was a large camp area in front of them, Xu Lin opened the map to study the route, and said: "Brothers, this is the enemy's last line of defense, let's go over, it is Wuyang, there is a western army over there, and the ghost people can't do anything to us!" ”

The soldiers were in tears, and the battle was finally over.

"Brothers, put on our armor, raise our flag, and prepare!"

Xu Lin raised the bright silver gun in his hand, and before he could shout, the soldiers had already rushed out.

The brothers were all red-eyed, the swords in their hands were cold, and everyone had a breathtaking murderous aura on their bodies, like gods, and they went up towards the camp area.

Even if you have never met an opponent, you will feel weak when you see this group of grim and fierce butchers, not to mention that this camp area is a group of wounded soldiers who were beaten back by Xu Lin?

When they saw Xu Lin's crown prince banner, they were all stupid, "Oh my God, it's the prince of Wuyang!" ”

"How did they end up here? Haven't they been driven deep into the prairie by our people? ”

The ghost people were really scared, and they forgot to pick up their weapons to resist.

Xu Lin no longer loves to fight, he killed a circle in this camp area, and rushed to the southwest border area in one go, and they saw the boundary monument of the Wuyang Empire in a hurry.

In the early winter, the climate in the southwest and western areas of Wuyang was mild, and the autumn wind was bleak, and the soldiers all fell to their knees and kissed the land of their country.

Xu Lin personally planted his prince's flag next to the boundary monument and shouted: "Brothers, beat the drum and tell the ghost people that we are back!" ”

When the soldiers heard Xu Lin's shout, they turned their heads in Xu Lin's direction, got up and lined up, took out horns and war drums, and played an earth-shattering rhythm.

Mifei got into Xu Lin's arms and cried bitterly, except for those who witnessed it, no one knew how much they had suffered.

Xu Lin stroked Mifei's back, looked at the appearance of the soldiers, and said distressedly: "The horse is newly across the white jade saddle, and the moonlight is cold on the battlefield." The sound of iron drums at the head of the city is still shaking, and the blood of the golden knife in the box has not dried up. ”

Mi Fei said: "Master, you are a god!" ”

Xu Lin was noncommittal, gathered the formation, counted the number of people, from himself down, exactly four thousand nine hundred, everyone looked at each other, all of them were bloodstained, like fierce gods, even so, everyone laughed wildly, they all knew that this battle would go down in history, and each of them was an experiencer......