The huge dark space is a military formation waiting for both sides.

In the eyes of Rong Ziju, who was floating in the air, the comparison of the military formations below finally made his face smile.

In front of Rong Ziju was the 1,600 Yin soldiers of the Daoless Underworld. Although each has different affiliations, 800 belong to the ghost ya, and 800 belong to the Yin barracks. But the training and equipment are integrated. All of them are dressed in second-generation improved battle armor, and the weapons in their hands are also fully equipped to deal with emergencies. Among them, 500 pikemen, 500 sword and shield men, 500 sword crossbowmen, and 100 Huangquan cannon gunners.

Moreover, except for a very small number of newly recruited recruits, the vast majority of these Yin soldiers are veterans who have experienced the previous battle with the soldiers of the underworld.

And on the other side, three hundred zhang away, there was a group of heroic spirits who did not know their origin. They also have weapons and armor in their hands, but all of them are condensed and formed by instinctive transformation by virtue of the characteristics of heroic spirits, and the style is quite ancient. And although it is imposing, the overall equipment looks far less visually impactful than the Daoless Underworld.

But. There are more than 10,000 of these Heroic Spirits!

The most striking thing was a tall man standing at the head of the Heroic Spirit Army on the opposite side, covered in black armor, obviously much thicker than the Heroic Spirit behind it. With long hair draped over his shoulders, his face was resolute and handsome, and his eyes were like knives and crazy. Holding a big sword in his hand, his palm was wide and half a zhang long, even if his soul body was transformed, it was scattered with a fierce cold killing intent.

"I am Xiang Yu, the overlord of Chu!

Whether it is Rong Ziju or the 1,600 Yin soldiers below, there is no meaning of talking nonsense with the enemy at all. Xiang Yu: Who knows which green onion you are? Roar now, I won't beat you out of the later!

"Huangquan cannon, free burst fire, crossbow, free burst fire, release!"

The distance is too close, and the killing intent on the opposite side alone is as obvious as a lighthouse, and the cannons and crossbows do not need to guide the distance ruler at all, and the gunners and crossbowmen themselves can quickly complete the whole process from aiming to shooting.

Without the drums of war, the roar of the Huangquan cannon was the first note of the battle.

After two improvements, the Type B Huangquan Cannon has been improved again compared to the previous time when fighting the Blood Ghosts. The firing speed is faster, and the coverage area of the projectile and the persistence of the soul poison after exploding are also much improved. But the soul poison carried this time was not a second-grade or third-grade deadly soul poison, but the kind of first-grade soul poison that Xue Wushu sold to the Dragon and Tiger Mountain in the original world, which could kill the combat power of the soul body without destroying them.

Similarly, whether it was the dense crossbow arrows falling in the rain immediately after the Huangquan Cannon, or the weapons in the hands of the Yin soldiers, they were all smeared with a non-lethal soul poison.

Perhaps the Heroic Spirit on the other side also has a conventional long-range strike in front of him, such as a bow. But now they have become heroic spirits, and even if they can turn their souls into weapons, they can't turn them into "arrows".

"Protection!"

At the moment when the Huangquan cannon sounded, although the heroic spirits who had never seen this kind of weapon immediately understood that this must be some kind of long-range strike method, and they didn't need to command Xiang Yu at all, and their respective teams shouted in unison, and the heroic spirits shrank in formation, and the big shields were raised, and in the blink of an eye, all ten thousand heroic spirits hid under the protection of the shield. This reflects the speed, and Rong Ziju, who was watching the battle, also couldn't help but praise it in his heart.

Pity. This means of defense has no effect in the face of the attack of the Daoless Underworld.

Swords and shields are not essential weapons, and even the armor on the Heroic Spirits is the same, all of them are transformed by their souls. In this way, it is very embarrassing to face the soul poison that explodes in mid-air and the poisoned arrows that come from it.

Soul poison doesn't care if you use your soul body to transform into a knife or a shield, it's the same. What should be eroded will also be eroded. So, the scene suddenly became very sad.

But what made Rong Ziju's eyes light up was that although those heroic spirits fell in pieces, they would not panic at all. Beckoning each other to quickly dive underground, or quickly rush out of the area covered in soul poison. And without even shouting from the commander, he consciously dispersed the formation, formed a straggler formation, and continued to pounce towards the Yin soldiers with a distorted trajectory of movement.

Especially the heroic spirit who rushed to the front, who just called himself Xiang Yu, the overlord of Western Chu, moved Rong Ziju the most. This thing obviously became the primary target of the Huangquan cannon and crossbow arrows because of the snort, and Rong Ziju also watched a lot of soul poison surround it. But what frightened it was that a first-grade soul poison couldn't help this heroic spirit at all. I saw this heroic spirit holding a long knife and continuing to rush to the front with a furious face! This guy is a ghost general!

The enemy is still so calm and advocates killing, but the yin soldiers who look like machines will not have the slightest wave. One by one, they followed the order and carried it out meticulously. No rush, no rush, no rise and no down. It really seemed that they had all been trained into parts, combined into a terrifying machine, and slowly pushed towards the rushing heroic spirit.

The Huangquan cannon was useless, and the crossbow arrows were useless, but the gunners and crossbowmen threw away the cannons and crossbows in a daze, pulled out a short sword from their waists, shrank up, gathered in the center of the military formation, and then sank into the ground.

"Circle Formation! Sword and Shield Hand, Resist!"

It has always been the favorite of the Yin soldiers who fight more with less is the circle formation, which has been repeatedly modified and has the most consuming power in actual combat.

"Bang!" the first impact, the huge force did not make any of the arcs of the circle change even a bit. Compared to the madness of those three generations of blood ghosts, these heroic spirits in front of them are still a little worse.

"Thorn!"

A loud shout rang out. A spear with a handle pierced out between the shields of the circle, like a serpent's letter, more like a tongue in a blood ghost's mouth. It's clean and clean.

Maybe these heroes still have the means, or maybe they are all brave and fearless. Even their strength is the strongest heroic spirit that Rong Ziju has seen since he served as a soul gathering envoy for so long. But what's the use of this? In the face of the killing machines of the Daoless Underworld, even if there are less than 2,000 of them, it is an insurmountable gap, and if you don't want to admit it, you can only rush forward and fall down without being able to change.

Finally, a shout of "stand back" popped out of the mouth of the heroic spirit who called himself Xiang Yu. It can be seen that this senseless charge is completely ridiculous in front of the other party's mysterious army.

The huge gap in equipment made Xiang Yu feel powerless, and the proud pawn has now become an egg that will break at the touch of a button. In vain?

"Trident!

"Kill, kill, kill!"

The circular formation changed in an instant, and a small trident formation chased after the remnants of the retreating Heroic Spirits with a huge mountain aura.

Forgiving and forgiving? In the eyes of the Yin soldiers, there is only annihilation or kneeling.

"Roar!"

At the same time, Xiang Yu, who was standing at the front of the Heroic Spirit and had a surging yin aura on his body, saw that the other party actually wanted to kill them all, and his heart was naturally furious. The Heroic Spirits also felt the anger of the boss, followed by a loud roar, no longer retreated, and rushed towards the Yin soldiers who had been killed in orderly steps.

Rong Ziju sighed in his heart: Courage is commendable, but what's the use? Huh?