The foot soldiers of the Heavenly Army camp were like a large swarm of hornets gathered together, and they followed the black wind in dense groups, some of them were knocked down before they could stand firmly, some were being hit by crossbow arrows and flints, and some of them were falling with wails, but most of them waved their weapons and cut off the heads of mortal soldiers, slicing open their bellies, and sending human organs and blood flying like red snowflakes.

Or those brown-shirted men in armor struggled to block this new round of offensive, and the magic spell brought different colors of **, shuttling in the demon soldiers, and the blades used for hand-to-hand combat in their hands were full of the aura of piercing the body, which made the demon soldiers a little difficult to resist, relying on the absolute superiority in numbers, they could only surround the opponent layer by layer, consume the opponent's aura, and deplete the opponent's body.

"It's not fair!" "Zhenshan-kun, who was sitting on the golden-eyed beast watching the battle, complained, sounding as if he was roaring in a low voice of dissatisfaction from the bottom of his throat, "These demon warriors can use spells unscrupulously, while we can only fight in the most primitive way, just like the war in ancient times!"

The white fox nodded faintly: "We have more than two thousand troops in the city, and there are only five demon warriors who can do magic, oh, now it's four, such a disparity in the number of comparisons is really not fair." ”

Zhenshanjun glanced at the white fox: "The white fox spirit is sarcastic about me?"

The white fox's smile deepened: "I mean, don't just see the unfavorable aspects for us and blindly complain, although you can't use demonic power completely, but you also said that even the same number of mortals in the human world is enough to make them tired of parrying." So why is it that now, as the elite of the long-trained Heavenly Army, it is so difficult to fight?"

"They have a natural aversion to that kind of demon subjugation, after all, this is their first battle to suppress demonic power. ”

"Isn't this what the Heavenly Military Camp is for? It's just right, and let them get used to it. "White Fox is an understatement.

Zhenshan Jun exhaled a rough breath, and his eyes turned to the city head where the fierce battle was raging: "But you know the true use of my army, don't you think that our losses are a bit big now? We have almost killed more than a hundred elites of the Heavenly Army, as long as we can release the demonic power, I can guarantee that within an hour, we will be able to enjoy the delicious blood food in Luoyang City, and then wait for the arrival of those demons." ”

"It is undeniable that the appearance of these demons was an accident, and the resistance of the human army was unexpectedly tenacious. The white fox looked back as if he had a feeling, "But it's almost after all, whether it's their resistance or our arrangement." ”

"Maybe I can arrange for the rest of the Heavenly Army to attack from other directions, there are only a few demons to conquer, and they can't take care of such a large city. ”

"Good idea, from the point of view of war, you are absolutely right. However, in terms of this battle, it is not appropriate......"

Without waiting for the white fox to finish speaking, Zhenshanjun made an unsurprising expression, and his tone was gloomy: "Yes, it's not appropriate, I also know it's inappropriate, so I said it in front of you, in order to avoid exposure." ”

"Yes, avoid exposure. The white fox smiled and owed to Zhenshanjun, "I'll go and see what is going on there, and if it's ready, I'll come and inform you." ”

After turning his back, the white fox remembered something, and added: "If you really feel that the casualties are too great, you can consider temporarily withdrawing your troops and waiting for my notice before attacking." Small failures are not embarrassing, nor are they jeopardizing. ”

Defeat? Do you want to humiliate the first battle of the Heavenly Military Camp? The corners of Zhenshanjun's mouth twitched a few times, as if he was muttering to himself, but he didn't respond, and he didn't care that the figure of the white fox quietly disappeared beside him.

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The thick road surface of the ice and snow has cut a series of mud splashing pits, and the huge footprints of the golden-eyed beast on the side are clearly recognizable, and even a slight five-claw shape can be seen when you look closely, which are the traces left by the canine rays, extending forward and leading straight into the city.

Xue Yang anxiously clamped the horse's belly, stepped off the gray-yellow war horse, snorted, and galloped up. This is the mount he found as soon as he left the city, and it was supposed to be for the soldiers patrolling the city. He is not known for his foot strength, and he does not ride horses, but how can he catch up with those fierce beasts and demon soldiers who rush into the city?

Fortunately, the households near the city gate have already been moved to the city, and the people who originally gathered to shout and shout have also been arranged by the Luoyang Lingcheng Lord to move, and there is no one here, otherwise I am afraid that there will be a tragic situation of the people being slaughtered by demons. But this is only temporary, a large number of ordinary people and residents should be pouring out of other city gates, and after all, there are 350,000 people in the city, they are dragging their children and daughters, and they have furniture and luggage, or in this windy and snowy weather, the foot must not be too fast. It won't be long before the demon soldiers and dogs riding the golden-eyed beasts will run into the fleeing people, and by that time...... Xue Yang didn't dare to think about it, gritted his teeth, no matter what, he couldn't let the tragedy in Guangliang Town happen again.

"Wang!" There was a dog barking behind him, it was Wushi who came over, Xue Yang was not surprised, the gray and yellow war horse turned around, he saw the figure of Wushi galloping closely, the yellow mass was very eye-catching in the snow, and it was only ten steps away from him.

After a moment, the war horse galloped again, jumped without food, and climbed the hind hip of the war horse with a familiar road.

"Aren't you running fast enough, do you want to get on the horse?" Xue Yang sarcastically spoke, but he was very happy in his heart, and the houses and buildings on both sides quickly crossed back in the corner of his eye.

"Mother's skin, do you want Lao Tzu to run tired to death?" Wu Shi grabbed Xue Yang's armor, rubbed his body in front of Xue Yang's saddle sheath, and the oncoming wind blew the horsehair and his mouth in the same direction, so that his voice became like coming from behind him: "Just go here, hey, turn left, mother's skin, their smell is worse than your fart." ”

"Don't talk nonsense! Eat still smells like fart? Look for the smell, don't make a mess!"

Gradually drove into the inner city of Luoyang, where the streets are vertical and horizontal, the alleys are staggered, and the road has become difficult to walk, and the ground is full of dense and chaotic footprints, which can be imagined to be caused by the migration of residents.

The trail is difficult to identify, now thanks to the nose of no food, and when he passed through the bazaar and arrived at an open field, Xue Yang's eyes suddenly lit up, and the corpse of a golden-eyed beast was lying on the side of the road, its tongue was dragged out crookedly, its white eyes had long lost its luster, and the white snow was splashed with red and black blood beads.

A meniscus-shaped silver blade was stuck in the throat of the golden-eyed beast, and the corpse of a demon soldier lay five steps away from the golden-eyed beast, and under the helmet was the face of an ape, and his fatal wound was a deep sword mark that cut the trachea, and the demon spirit was almost impossible to find.

Someone killed them, Xue Yang thought first, but after seeing the crescent moon silver blade and sword marks, he didn't seem to be surprised, but almost subconsciously wanted to take out the spirit gathering pot, it was shameful to waste, it was a pity to waste, how could he let the demon spirit go unattended?

"Damn, it's right up front, I smell it, and those guys are too. No food shouted loudly on the horse.

Xue Yang chased after the horse, but his mind found something from the spirit gathering pot and the demon spirit, and his expression was bright for a while, and he slapped his thigh excitedly: "Ah!"

Wu Shi didn't have time to ask why Xue Yang was so excited, because they soon heard the sound of fighting after turning a corner, a patchwork of houses appeared in front of them, and the crowd of people running was faintly visible in the distance, obviously, this was the tail end of the team of migratory people, and they could see that there were people inside who frequently looked back, and the sound of horror and exclamation came from time to time.

Another golden-eyed beast had a different head, and hot blood was still coming out of its open neck, and on the eaves of the house, four or five black-clad figures were surrounding a demon soldier with a helmet and armor, and the glittering sword forced the demon soldier to roar again and again, and the spear in his hand was all out of order.

Xue Yang drew his sword in his hand, ready to help, but before the green light on the sword could be fully revealed, a fat black-clothed figure had already bullied the demon's side with a dexterity that was completely inconsistent with his body type, and opened the demon soldier's spear, and the long sword quickly plunged straight down.

Xue Yang saw the tip of the sword pass through the back of the demon soldier's head, the roar suddenly sharpened, and then quickly fell silent, the corpse of the demon soldier fell from the eaves, slammed into the ground, and never moved again, and the blood flowing from the back of the head melted away the surrounding snow at an extremely fast speed.

"Well done, Lord Yan. Xue Yang withdrew the rusty sword and greeted the chubby figure, "I thought you were all gone, it seems that the method taught by Jiazun is good, and you have practiced the body of breaking the emperor, thanks to you for killing these demons." ”

The chubby figure jumped down lightly, raised his head in front of Xue Yang, and the fat face full of meat didn't feel bloated, but there was a bright heroic spirit flowing between his eyebrows.

"It's thanks to the effectiveness of my Mo family's mechanism, otherwise, we really don't know how to stop them. The fat man's current figure was like a deep cliff, and the action of retracting the sword and returning it to the sheath was also done in one go, "We killed three, Senior Brother Guo took the rest of the people to block the last one, that guy ran into the agency without a head, it shouldn't be a problem." ”

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These are white ink swordsmen, and since Xiahou Tong, it is this fat man Yan Oyster who acts as the eldest son of the Mo family.

Xiahou Tong's bizarre identity and strange rescue, so that these white ink swordsmen have no place to stand in the Great Sima Army, Yan Hao can't figure out how his eldest brother became a monster, the Great Sima has returned to the court the next day, and he has no chance to inquire again, and a group of fellow disciples are at a loss in Luoyang City, and they don't know where to go.

The sudden pouring rain caused the disciples of the Qianjia family in the restaurant to staggered with Shen Jin, the general who stayed behind, but attracted new visitors. The White Ink Swordsmen, who also did not leave, recognized the Qianjia Demon Slayer who had forced Xiahou Tong last night, and they met in that restaurant and talked with each other for almost a night.

As a result, on this night, they not only knew the origin of the whole thing, but also knew a lot about the past between demons and the human world. It was only at this time that Yan Oyster really became interested in the art of subduing demons.

The swordsmen who were born in the Mo family already have an unusually good breath, and they are strong in martial arts and superb in swordsmanship, and they seem to be good talents and beautiful people who practice the magic of subduing demons.

It is also this intersection that makes the White Ink Swordsman and the disciples of the Qianjia no longer strangers, even in the days when the disciples of the Qianjia lived in the Xinke Ancient Inn on Ziyang Street, this Yan Oyster also came to meet many times to ask for some principles of demon subjugation.

The White Ink Swordsmen all stayed, in this lonely city that was about to suffer a military disaster. This is because they were moved by Shen Jin's spirit, they were originally heroic, and they were chivalrous people who were light on the country, otherwise they would not have taken risks in Xuchang City in the past. However, because of Xiahou Tong, they no longer trusted the imperial court, so they did not go to see the general Shen Jin, but used their own methods to contribute to the defense of Luoyang.

Taking advantage of the opportunity of recruiting people, building embankments and dams, and setting up city defenses, they mixed in the huge group of people, and used Baimo's unique mechanism forging technique to build a number of hidden tunnels in Luoyang City that were sufficient to resist the army. The original targets of these secret channels were those fierce Hu people, but they never expected that they would play a miraculous role in dealing with this demon invasion war.

The four cavalry of the Heavenly Army who flew by were too hungry, smelling the smell of blood and food in the city, and chased them all the way, seeing that the people's brigade that was gradually about to flee and fleeing, did not want to be blocked by the crescent blade caused by the Mo family's machine, and the power of the crescent crescent blade was huge, even a fierce beast like the Golden Eye Beast could not withstand it, and the white ink swordsmen who had cultivated and first broken through the body of the emperor were enough to deal with the demon soldiers of the Heavenly Army who suppressed the demon power.

Xue Yang was not surprised because he had already thought of this, and the senior brother's teaching of the exercises was also an unintentional move, and now that there is a new batch of helpers, he will naturally be overjoyed.

"Go to Simon, where you need help. "Xue Yang is not polite, the Heavenly Army beast riders who entered the city have been wiped out, but there are still a few canines who do not know where to go, although they are low-level demon spirits, they will still bring death to mortals, and he can't let it go.

The light of the third Beidou letter lamp rose in the east of the city, and it seemed that the fourth senior brother was traveling along the route of the northwest and southeast, quickly killing those dogs, and then meeting with the fourth senior brother and returning to the city together to rescue. However, the offensive of the demon army is so fierce, how long can Senior Brother and General Shen hold out?

Xue Yang already had a plan, and he groped for a long time from his arms, and then took out a bronze vial inlaid with jade and handed it to Yan Oy.

"Lord Yan Yi handed this over to Jiazun and told him, opening this thing can delay the demon, he will understand, remember to remember!"