Gao gradually stared at the battle.

He returned his sword and blocked the two swords, but the third sword of the gray-robed middle-aged man struck with lightning and flint.

At this time, the south and north sides of the mound have been attacked by the man in black, only the east and west sides are still holding on, and the gray-robed middle-aged man in the east has stepped into one foot.

If Gao Yuanyuan dodged away or retreated, the gray-robed middle-aged man would attack the mound, and the besieged crowd would collapse at the touch of a button, and there was a danger of annihilation.

Sometimes, the two armies fought against each other by a spirit of blood and bravery, and relied on tenacity to carry each other. That's why morale is so important.

Morale is strong, and it can be invincible.

If the morale is broken, the army will be defeated like a mountain, and it will be crushed for thousands of miles.

Of course, Gao Yuanyuan, who was waiting for the battle, knew this truth, and this morning, when the morning dawned, his group of five had just stepped into Moxin Island, and they were inexplicably besieged by the men in black.

Two hours have passed, and he has relied on a bloody courage to survive until now, hoping to escape and make a comeback, vowing to avenge the death of his three comrades.

Gao Yuanyuan is all supported by a belief to the present, because of his solid martial arts and tenacious will, he has gradually become the spiritual pillar of the people present.

At this time, there was no way to retreat, Gao Yuanyuan risked his left chest being pierced, and quickly stabbed a sword at the throat of the gray-robed middle-aged man.

Attacking the enemy will be saved! This is the way to besiege Wei and save Zhao.

The corners of the gray-robed middle-aged man's lips raised, a sly smile appeared on his face, and the tip of Gao Yuanyuan's sword fell into the air, and the gray-robed middle-aged man seemed to have expected Gao Yuanyuan to take out this sword in advance, and had already turned his body sideways in advance.

In an instant, the gray-robed middle-aged man avoided Gao Yuanyuan's desperate blow, but the Qingmang Sword in his hand continued to attack, and stabbed at Gao Yuanyuan's right chest.

Gao Yuanyuan's eyes were inexplicably surprised, his forward offensive had already taken shape, and it was too late to change his body.

Several people in the surrounding crowd saw this scene and their eyes widened: "Ah, get out of the way!"

In the crowd, there were exclamations.

It seems that the general trend has gone, and there is no power to return to the sky, and Gao Yuanyuan's right chest is about to be pierced by a sharp sword.

At this moment, there is no room for hair.

"Boom!" There was a crisp sound, and the gray-robed middle-aged sword head was an inch away from Gao Yuanyuan's right chest, and was shaken open by a golden Longquan sword.

The gray-robed middle-aged tiger's mouth was numb, and he didn't seem to believe that this was true: "There are still more people who are surrounded by Gao Yuanyuan martial arts?"

In astonishment, he looked away, and suddenly there was a blue-robed young man in front of him who landed from the sky, this person Xiao Shuxuan lifted and came out of the dust, and his body was full of heroic spirit.

It turned out that Long Qingyun saw that the situation was urgent, so he performed a superb light skill of "stepping on the snow without a trace", and flew up to the mound from the shoulders of the crowd.

Long Qingyun held his sword in his chest and said sharply: "Let your men retreat, otherwise the corpses will be all over the field and there will be no mercy!" The voice was high-pitched and powerful, and there was a kind of domineering spirit that killed decisively.

The gray-robed middle-aged man couldn't help but be stunned, although this person was not very old, but he had the heroic spirit of a soldier, and asked tentatively: "Who are you?

Long Qingyun had already seen from the observation that this group of people had received good military training, and suddenly thought about it, and said loudly:

"I am a subordinate of Meng Jue, the squire of the Ministry of War, and I am here this time to investigate the matter of 'Zhan Lu Sword reappearing in the rivers and lakes', so don't you surrender quickly. ”

The middle-aged man in the gray robe is the elder Ximen Jiong of Tianji Pavilion, known as "Hengshan One Sword", who studied under the Hengshan faction, and was shocked when he heard it.

Thoughts are spinning in my heart.

Nanyong's regulations, Taizu once made a rule that it was not allowed to kill scholars and doctors, and this measure of opening up the way of speech ensured the smooth flow of speech.

It once happened in the Nanyong Dynasty that the Qipin officials wrote to the emperor to impeach the prime minister, and successfully overthrew the prime minister.

Tianji Pavilion is under the jurisdiction of the Ministry of War, and the Ministry of War is subordinate to the Ministry of War, but the Ministry of War is directly under the orders of the emperor, although the Ministry of Staff Pavilion has the support of the great prince Yongtan, but if this person is really from the Ministry of War, he will never dare to offend.

It is necessary to know that "under the whole world, it is not the king's land, and the shore of the land is not the king's minister." "The general backstage of the military department is the emperor, and no matter how powerful the prince is, he can't be more powerful than the emperor.

Ximen Jiong's eyes rolled, and he had an idea in his heart:

"I was just caught off guard by Long Qingyun just now, it's not clear how this person's martial arts are? If the martial arts are unbearable, and I want to come out strongly, I will kill him with a sword, if the martial arts are superb and I am not capable of the enemy, why not go down the slope and get off the donkey, for the sake of the face of Meng Jue, the squire of the military department, I simply stopped making peace, and I would go back by myself. ”

Thinking of this, Ximen Jiong said proudly: "How do I know if you are from the military department, and try the sword in my hand." As soon as the words fell, he stabbed Long Qingyun with a sharp sword.

Long Qingyun held the Longquan sword given by Linghu Zheng, and lifted eighty percent of his strength to strike forward, such as turbulent waves and angry whale waves, which was the "turbulent waves" in the "Blue Wave Flowing Cloud Sword".

At this time, Long Qingyun's swordsmanship has been faintly at the peak of the realm, and Mo Tianyu's "Blue Wave Liuyun Sword" learned by Songyang Sword Mansion has been fully comprehended, and it is easy to come by, with majestic momentum and thunderous momentum.

The two swords intersected, only to hear the sound of "Qiang!", Ximen Jiong was shocked and took a step back, his face full of horror:

"This person is so young, and his internal strength is so strong, almost the same as the pavilion master Wan Guqiu. This also aroused Ximen Jiong's arrogance, brandishing his sword, and continued to rush towards Long Qingyun.

At this time, after Gao Yuanyuan hugged his fist to Long Qingyun and thanked him, he had already come to the south of the mound, and there happened to be a man in black wielding a big knife and slashing at an old man in gray robe.

Then, Gao Yuanyuan flew up and kicked the other man in black who had just stepped into the mound.

The besieged crowd was greatly boosted, and their morale was high, and the two men in black who had already attacked from the north were also driven out by everyone.

Ximen Jiong and Long Qingyun's sword came and went, and they fought for seven or eight rounds, although Ximen Jiong fell behind, but this person's fighting spirit was quite tenacious, the sword dance in his hand was impenetrable, and there were many people in black, Long Qingyun also had to take care of the surrounded people.

Therefore, both sides have their own merits, and the war is in a state of stalemate.

Fortunately, the momentum of the black-clothed man's offensive was effectively suppressed, and the gaps lost in the four directions of east, west, north and south were recaptured.

The crowd in black was still shouting, "Attack, attack!"

Although there were a large number of people in black, Long Qingyun and the others were condescending, leaning on the stones to fight, after all, they occupied the convenience of the terrain, and the people in black rushed several times, but there was no progress.

This kind of close-range handover, topography, martial arts, and tenacious will are all guarantees for defeating the enemy.

Although the men in black are numerous and well-trained, they are limited by the terrain and cannot give full play to their team advantages.

The fighting is at a stalemate. For a while, it is impossible to tell the winner or loser.

How to win? The leaders of both sides are wrestling their brains.

It is obvious that Chu Cui Mountain, which is outside the encirclement, is a mobile force.

However, the archbow guards that are all around can't just be ornaments. It's just that it's just that its leader Ximen Jiong and many black-clothed people are in the melee team, and it's not easy to let go of arrows.

Can Tuoba Yu capture the Bow and Crossbow Guards, or is he willing to take down the Bow and Crossbow Guards to relieve Long Qingyun's worries.

Long Qingyun has considered these questions in his heart.

After all, Xiqiang and Nanyong are hostile countries, of course, compared to Donghan, it seems that Xiqiang and Nanyong do not need to be tense at all, because the enemy everyone faces together is the more powerful Donghan.

This is also the reason why Long Qingyun suggested that Donghan's Wanyan Hongjie carry out the "beheading" operation, if Wanyan Hongjie dealt with the bow guards, it would be a risky move.

Of course, attacking the bow guards by Tuoba Yu is not a foolproof strategy, who knows what he thinks in his heart?

When the Long Xiaotian horizontal sword in Long Qingyun's divine consciousness immediately defeated the enemy army, he was shot off his horse by a dark arrow. This arrow was clearly shot by his own people.

Even his own people can't fully believe it, let alone a foreign race, of course, this doesn't mean that Tuoba Yu has a problem.

"The weight of the two benefits is the lesser of the two evils. ”

Strategically, it is necessary to prevent problems before they occur. At least don't put too much hope in others.

Only by relying on the strength of one's own team can we defeat the enemy and win the fundamental guarantee. These thoughts, Long Qingyun filtered through his mind when he gave the task.

This is a critical period, and a quick victory is the key to victory.

Suddenly!

Long Qingyun's sword turned.