Sun Jian led thousands of troops and quickly rushed towards the west.

Soon, a team of six or seven hundred people appeared in their field of vision, looking at the figure of the enemy, Sun Jian knew that his guess was correct, and the enemy had not yet rushed into his camp, and the situation was not the worst.

"What an elite team!" Sun Jian's eyes suddenly burst into a cloud of essence, and he couldn't help but exclaim, but there were some other emotions in this admiration.

Zu Mao was a little surprised, because it was usually extremely difficult to hear Sun Jian praise other teams, but he didn't expect that before the real collision, Sun Jian gave the team in front of him a very high evaluation.

Afraid that Sun Jian's words would affect the soldiers behind, Zu Mao answered: "Even if the enemy is elite, our men and horses are not bad, and their number seems to be a little small, but our thousands of people are enough to deal with them." ”

Hearing Zu Mao's words, the soldiers behind him were really full of confidence, but Sun Jian always felt that something was wrong, and he seemed to have missed something, Sun Jian not only did not let go, but instead had a strong sense of foreboding.

Just thinking about what he had missed, Sun Jian suddenly heard that among the enemies in front of him, there was a big man: "White Tiger Guard!

As the words fell, Sun Jian saw hundreds of golden points of light, illuminating the night sky brightly, flying out of the enemy at a very fast speed, although he didn't see what the golden points of light were, but the sharp intuition formed by years of battlefield fighting made Sun Jian instinctively lie on the ground.

"Ahh

First, there was a sharp scream, tearing people's eardrums, and then screams one after another.

Between the lightning and flint, Sun Jian suddenly remembered that there was a not-so-advanced spell Golden Light Arrow among the monks he had heard of before, and Sun Jian buzzed in his head.

Feeling the liliang and speed on this light arrow, thinking of the strangeness of those fireballs that fell from the sky before, Sun Jian Ma Fan reacted, he calculated that there were few enemies, but he didn't count these people I am afraid that they are monks.

"Trapped in the camp!" Thinking of Dong Zhuojun's information, Sun Jian remembered a piece of news that he saw by chance but didn't care about, a team. Sun Jian's face suddenly became more and more pale.

Knowing that his soldiers were concentrated, with the speed of this arrow and Liliang, I am afraid that each of them can shoot through several people, but it is to increase the lethality of this arrow infinitely, and I want to order the team to disperse or lie down, but it is too late.

Sun Jian listened to the screams and the sound of falling to the ground behind him, Sun Jian quickly judged that the people he brought were probably the most affected, and three or four hundred people fell in these light arrows, Sun Jian only felt that the world was spinning, and he almost didn't faint.

Knowing that he had met a monk, Sun Jian knew that he couldn't keep a distance from the enemy all the time, otherwise there would be only a dead end, and feeling that the powerful Liliang that was attacking had disappeared, Sun Jian quickly stood up and said loudly: "Kill!"

After saying that, he rushed forward in the lead, and Zu Mao followed closely with the remaining thousands of soldiers and killed him.

At this time, I only heard another voice from the enemy army: "Qinglongwei, kill!"

Sun Jian could already see that the person who gave the order was a tall and strong man about forty years old with a willing face, and he also saw the green light flying out of the enemy, although he didn't know what this Qinglongwei would release, but Sun Jian wanted to use his martial saint's body as a soldier behind him to resist some spells, so he didn't dodge, dodge, or slow down, so he rushed forward.

"Bang!"

Sun Jian fell heavily to the ground.

Because his feet had been tied by the trees that had suddenly appeared on the ground, and because he was bent on rushing in front of the enemy quickly, he was constantly accelerating, and his speed reached his extreme, even if he felt the abnormality underground, he couldn't stop, because the speed was too fast, so he fell very hard.

"Bang!" "Bang!"

The sound of falling to the ground was loud, what kind of generals led what kind of soldiers, Sun Jian's soldiers and horses have always been known for their bravery, under the leadership of Sun Jian, these people all took out the strength to eat milk and rushed again, so they fell very badly like Sun Jian. ...,

"Xuanwuwei, kill!" the voice sounded again.

I saw a blue light in the night sky, and it was extremely conspicuous under the light of the fire, and it harvested the lives of hundreds of soldiers in an instant, and the dead soldiers turned into ice cubes one by one, which caused a great obstacle to the movement of the remaining soldiers.

"Kill!"

Gao Shun shouted, but the trapping camp rushed up, although in order to maintain the formation, their speed was not too fast, but at this moment, Sun Jian's soldiers were restricted by the trees and ice and snow, so Sun Jian and his subordinates could not avoid the speed of the trapping camp.

Speaking of which, seeing that the hundreds of monks in front of him actually wanted to give up the advantage of long-range attack to fight with him in close combat, Sun Jian was secretly happy in his heart, and he had a feeling: "Heaven will not kill me, God will help me!"

Soon, as his subordinates lost their lives at a speed that was several times faster than the magic attack just now, and after trying to resist for a while, he found that even his own martial saint could not cope with the combined attack in the enemy's formation, not only did he not hurt anyone, but he suffered some minor injuries, Sun Jian finally knew that he had made a great mistake.

"It turns out that this team is not only capable of attacking from afar, but also terrifying in close combat! I shouldn't have rushed with people just now, it was right to flee and break through to the south with people I could. A thought flashed through Sun Jian's mind.

"General, no, we're losing! Break through and leave, leave us alone!"

"Let's move closer to this, block the surrounding swords for the general together, and send the general out if you die!"

Zu Mao kept yelling.

All the soldiers struggled to lean in the direction of Sun Jian, so that the offense and defense were weaker, and it was easy to be judged to get out, and it was easier to fall into the camp and kill, and one by one the soldiers fell not far from Sun Jian.

However, the sacrifices of these people are not worthless, everyone rushed in one direction, but it made the operation of this large array, which was not yet considered to be skillful, jerky, and the two martial saints Sun Jian and Zu Mao seized this opportunity and rushed out of the trapping camp.

Seeing Sun Jian and Zu Mao escape, Ma Fan, who was watching the battle in the rear, gave Leng Mo a look and motioned Leng Mo to kill them.

At this time, I only heard someone shouting in the distance: "The general is in a panic, let's come!"

I saw dozens of people jumping or flying towards this side, but at first glance, all of them were monks, and their cultivation ranged from the condensation period to the Jindan period.

"Although I heard the noise outside, I thought it was a dispute between you mortals, and I didn't care, I only protected our tent, and we didn't rush until I felt the unusual mana fluctuation just now. We are late, and let thousands of warriors under the general die unexpectedly, but it is our sin, and I hope that the general will forgive the sin!" a Jindan period veteran flew in front of Sun Jian in an instant and said loudly.

Although Sun Jian was asked for forgiveness in this old Taoist discourse, there was no hint of pleading on his face.

Seeing that someone was rescued, and it was these monks who didn't expect it, Sun Jian was too late to be happy, how could he dare to blame, he just said that he didn't dare.