A direct and domineering roar made all the Nanming soldiers boil, and in the face of the fierce battle of the strong men of the Golden Body Realm, they did not hesitate to ride forward, maintaining the momentum of sweeping thousands of troops and rushing forward, and the point of the spear was the end of the thief!

"Wait for you!" a sword-wielding warrior in a bear helmet roared angrily, trying to drag the Nanming cavalry who rushed past him off his horse, but a war spear that was pressed to his throat forced him to return the knife to block, and he angrily fought with his opponents, but could only watch as the Nanming cavalry rushed past and slaughtered his tribesmen.

The same scene happened on the entire front line, the golden body of the Nanming cavalry did their best, and some even fought against two strong enemies at the same time, plus a group of hundreds of military forces and personal guards who were close to the golden body realm to help, the bear helmet warriors were basically contained, and it was difficult to stop the advance of the iron cavalry, but in this way, the pressure on the strong men of the Nanming army was also great, and the number of battles against the golden body powerhouses who were in a state of rage could be said to be on the edge of life and death.

Their hope lies in the cavalry sweeping the Shanjing warriors, and by that time the Huangguwala is gone, and it will never be possible to resist the army with the strength of a group of Golden Body Realms.

Ling Qingyun, who was holding a spear, had a flickering gaze, according to the pre-battle arrangement, he was responsible for charging into battle, and he did not block the task of the Golden Body Realm, but he wanted to help the generals, and it should not be a problem to stop a Golden Body Realm with his strength, and he could share some pressure for the generals...... A roar from ahead made him change his mind.

A group of wolf-helmet warriors rushed out of the army with a wild roar in their own language, Ling Qingyun couldn't help but have a cold gaze, he could understand the swearing and shouting in mountain language, but what really made him angry was the identity of this group of wolf-helmet warriors.

The stone warriors of the Shanjing Clan, the previous giant spear throwing was sent by them!

"Kill!" Ling Qingyun shouted, this group of wolf helmet warriors wanted to break up the Nanming cavalry and help the golden body powerhouses of their own side, and swept the Nanming army with the advantage of high-level strength, how could he allow the other party to succeed?

Mo Yingyong and other golden-body generals also have a group of hundreds of armies to stop the golden-body opponent with all their might, and the wolf helmet warriors in front of them are the biggest challenge for the Nanming cavalry.

With his spear in his hand, Ling Qingyun coldly rushed towards the wolf-helmeted warrior in front of him, he recognized the other party's face, and he smiled the most fiercely when he threw the spear.

"Nobody, kill yourself!" Seeing a cavalryman in ordinary armor rushing towards him, the wolf-helmeted warrior roared fiercely, and did not hesitate to wave his sword to meet the enemy, but Ling Qingyun's heart was shocked.

He understood the intention of equipping this experience with standard equipment.

The figures staggered, and the blade of the spear magically sent the sword flying high, slicing his throat under the horrified gaze of the Wolfhelm Warrior.

He could never have imagined that he would die under the gun of an ordinary soldier, and he would not even have the slightest room to parry.

"Garth!" The wolf-helmeted warrior beside the deceased roared in horror, and glared at Ling Qingyun with extremely hateful eyes, and for a moment he was furious, and the scarlet sword light slashed towards Ling Qingyun without saying a word.

With a loud bang, the sword and spear broke at the same time, but the wolf-helmet warrior was almost fainted by an indescribable force, enough terrifying power of tens of thousands of catties to smash his feet into the ground, a chill close to his neck, directly causing the head of the bearded man to fly high.

"One-to-one!" Lin Qiancheng, who was covered in blood, had a saber in one hand and a head in the other, and he was neck and neck with Ling Qingyun.

Not far away, a blazing light shining on the battlefield was no weaker than the power of the Golden Body Realm's attack, and a wolf helmet warrior raised his fork to parry, but the whole person was blasted into a blood mist.

At the same time, there were astonishing fluctuations one after another, all of which were mighty in the Stone Spirit Realm, and the wolf helmet warriors who wanted to counterattack the Southern Ming Army fell more than a dozen in an instant, and the rest were also knocked back by the iron cavalry spear, how could they stop the iron cavalry from moving forward?

"You ...... "Hundreds of wolf helmet warriors raised their heads and stared at the young faces under the battle helmets with resentful and even sad eyes, these cavalrymen were actually excessively young people, but their strength was more terrifying than the other, at least they also had the courage of the middle stage of the Stone Spirit Realm, and there were hundreds of such strong people!

The most hateful thing is that this group of teenagers are actually wearing standard armor and holding spears and sabers, which makes them mistakenly think that they are just ordinary soldiers who come forward to die, but they suffer a big loss when they look at their faces!

"If I knew that they were all Stone Spirit Realm, I would have shot them earlier!" There were mountain Jing warriors who were sad and angry, but this chagrin curse even shocked countless Nanming students and Ling Qingyun.

Could it be that this is also the intention of the academy?

Although the defense of Nanming students wearing ordinary armor is relatively weak, but they also hide their identities, and it is difficult to distinguish the strength among thousands of troops, so the strong people of the Shanjing clan choose the strong men in the army with good armor to snipe, and the pressure on Nanming students is the same as that of ordinary soldiers, but their own defense is far superior, coupled with the protection of amulets, the mortality rate of Nanming students is far lower than that of Nanming soldiers.

It can be said that it was the soldiers of Nanming who attracted firepower to the teenagers and created this extremely dangerous but infinitely useful training environment for them.

Realizing this, inexplicable feelings spread in the young man's mind and body, they were indescribable, but they couldn't help but let out a hissing roar, the weapons in their hands were brilliant, and the astonishing power of the high-level martial arts burst out and crushed them abruptly.

For a while, the colorful glow overflowed, and the wolf helmet warriors who were sad and angry were blinded by this onslaught.

Zhong Mingsong can be seen wielding a spear, and the spear of Rusen converges into a green dragon and descends, twisting the opponent into bloody mud.

You can also see Su Qingying setting up a lion-headed giant hammer, looking at the fierce smile of the strong man in front of him, his willow eyebrows were raised lightly, and the war knife on his waist turned into a cold arc, directly cutting off the person's head.

Even Leg, who was a mage, also rushed to the front line, and the wind knife in his palm slashed down, slashing the wolf helmet that the warrior was proud of, along with his head.

Ling Qingyun, Lin Qiancheng, Chu Yulong and the martial arts seniors of the hundred armies needless to say, even if they didn't use their own weapons, the spears and sabers also set off a bloody storm, and ordinary wolf helmet warriors would die if they blocked it!

A shot pierced through the swarthy iron hammer the size of a pumpkin, and with his left hand, he pulled out his knife and cut the bone stick that attacked from the side in two, the spear stabbed and slashed again, and the two weapons slashed the wolf helmet warriors they faced in perfect coordination, Ling Qingyun stabbed into the heart of the enemy like a sharp sword, and the sharp killing power made all opponents cry out.

On the other side, Lin Qiancheng brandished the battle axe he had snatched to set off a bloody storm, he was too strong, and under the siege of four or five wolf helmet warriors, he also beat the opponent to the ground, and with a fierce roar, he split the enemy in front of him in half!

Among the wolf helmet warriors, there are also strong people at the peak of the stone spirit realm, they fight brazenly but they can't turn the tide, most of the wolf helmet warriors are suppressed by the teenagers of the Nanming Academy, and the stone spirit realm of the Nanming cavalry also has the upper hand in numbers!

The wolf-helmeted warriors retreated one after another, their glorious wolfskin armor stained with blood, and their eyes filled with deep sorrow.

"How can I be defeated by a group of teenagers?" A warrior shouted in a mournful tone, and the young man rode past and cut off his head with a knife.

Although the Shanjing warriors are brave, how can they compare to the Nanming students who are all proud?

The elite of the Warriors began to retreat, and the most powerful of them tried to break off for their companions, when one of the leader of the Wolfhelm Warriors roared and slashed the young man in front of him with his horse, but a spear pierced him in the chest, the warrior's eyes widened in shock, and he tried to pull his opponent to bury him, but the tomahawk from the other side split half of his body to pieces.

"Have my share!" Lin Qiancheng smiled at Ling Qingyun, and the battle axe dragged the blood light towards the next wolf helmet.

Ling Qingyun smiled faintly, the spear broke, he drew his saber, and the light of the snow bright sword was not much weaker than the sword.

The elite counterattack of the wolf helmet was frustrated by the Nanming students, and the Shanjing warriors were shocked to block the defense line with a huge shield with a tall face and a cone-shaped front while answering their companions and retreating, this giant cone shield was a powerful weapon for the Shanjing people to resist the collision of wild boars and rhinoceros, and now they wanted to stop the pace of the cavalry, and launched a counterattack with bows and arrows and spears.

The Nanming students who galloped forward looked at the rows of cones and shields, their expressions changed slightly, this kind of behemoth seemed to be displayed on the city wall, and it was difficult to break it even if it was a killing move in the Stone Spirit Realm, and if it hit it head-on, it would inevitably turn over on its back, and the corpse would inevitably be displayed on the shield cone!

But they were not reconciled, and the warriors behind the shield had already drawn their bows and arrows, ready to throw their spears!

"All Nanming students, launch the Morning Sun Slash together!" At this moment, a loud roar sounded, and Chu Yulong rushed to the front, the battle knife in his hand shining with golden light.

Of course, Nanming students know this martial art, which is the basic martial arts of the academy that every Nanming student must know, and it is divided into three stages: low-level martial arts, middle-level martial arts, and high-level martial arts.

But now although it is morning, the power of the morning sun slash is not very strong? The young people were puzzled, but they saw that Ling Qingyun, Lin Qiancheng, Zhong Mingsong, and others all raised their troops solemnly, gathered the light of the morning sun, and finally walked in the same way, hundreds of weapons shined together with the golden glow of the morning sun, and they were incredibly intertwined and fused, and at the moment when the cavalry was about to collide with the cone shield, it was like the sun descending, destroying the shield array in the form of a golden torrent!

The basic martial art of the Nanming Academy, the Chenyang Slash, was actually a combined attack stunt! The two armies were shaken, but the Nanming cavalry did not hesitate to enter the enemy formation, and tore the Shanjing battle array apart with a great victory.

This is the reward of Nanming students, as a strange soldier, the opponent of the cavalry army will be crushed in one fell swoop!

"Kill! Stop me!" a Shanjing officer hissed, he didn't believe that the Shanjing warriors would be defeated like this, the enemy in front of him seemed to be powerful, it must be the end of the strong crossbow, as long as he counterattacked, he could kill them!

The officer's order and the blood and courage of the Shanjing warriors played a role, they were fearless to swing their swords and axes and surrounded the Nanming cavalry regiment, the Nanming cavalry that continuously chiseled through the layers of defense did lose the most important impact of the cavalry, and the danger was repeated under the desperate counterattack of the Shanjing warriors, and before the Shanjing generals breathed a sigh of relief, the rumbling noise from the side made his face change greatly.

Turning his head suddenly, he saw thousands of bandits fleeing in panic driven by a team of black-armored cavalry, charging straight for the Chinese army.

It was the cavalry of the squad that killed the left flank that showed their bravery, slammed from the side, and drove thousands of bandits to the Shanjing army formation like an avalanche!

"No!" the general screamed in despair.

Under normal circumstances, he only needs to take out two or three hundred Shanjing warriors to kill these rabble, but in such a hard battle, the inconspicuous bandits have become the last straw that breaks the camel's back, which is enough to make the Shanjing warriors recover.

In the mighty torrent, the Shanjing warriors wearing animal skins were rushed to pieces, and finally couldn't resist the horror of defeat, and were carried by the defeated soldiers to join the flight, but the Nanming cavalry did not hesitate to raise their weapons and pursue the victory!

"Retreat!" Huang Guwala let out a mournful roar, at this time he was even more depressed than when the rebellion failed, a group of golden body realm powerhouses immediately retreated, the golden body realm of the Southern Ming army was scarred, and they couldn't catch up, but their faces showed a proud smile that belonged to the victor.

"Huh?" Ling Qingyun, who was chasing the rout, looked up suddenly, and he saw a bear-helmeted warrior leaping continuously, rushing in this direction at an astonishing speed.

This golden body realm didn't regard Ling Qingyun as a target, but just wanted to escape, but Ling Qingyun turned around and pressed the hilt of the sword with his palm that he hadn't touched for a long time.

"Get out of here!" the bear-helmeted warrior put the nobody's eyes in his eyes, and at this time he retreated with one heart, meeting the enemy with only one palm.

The power of this palm was also enough to shatter the internal organs of the Stone Spirit Realm, Ling Qingyun was not shocked or overjoyed, his expression was firm and confident.

He finally pulled out his sword in accordance with the "emergency regulations", and the sharp sword that had been hidden for a long time also roared with the sound of the sword, and a touch of gold burst out from the blade, so bright that it was impossible to see!

Blood arrows erupted, and a human head rolled to the ground with horror.

The dignified Golden Body Realm powerhouse was actually killed by Ling Qingyun with a sword in the battle array!