Due to the rash advance of Gan Chao and Mo Enemy, coupled with the unpredictable arrangements on both sides, the two armies were chaotic at the beginning, but fortunately, Ben Lei Cavalry cut the battlefield in time and pulled the two armies apart again, which can be regarded as a normal confrontation.

Both sides suffered losses, and at this time they were gathering the remnants of their troops, regrouping their positions, and launching the next round of attacks.

Although the Ukrainian allied army is small, all the cavalry who fought in the battle, while the coalition army has 80,000 iron cavalry and another 20,000 infantry, but because the cooperation is not very skillful, it did not take advantage of it after all.

It's just that Zhang Yun is indeed a famous general, with proper command and scheduling, no one can get away with being lazy, and he has delegated power to the generals of the coalition army, everyone is leading the headquarters, and the area of responsibility is also clearly divided.

From noon to dusk, the battle never stopped, at this time the soldiers were tired and tired, it was not a good time to fight, but no one wanted to lose this breath first, whether it was Mo Canyang or Zhang Yun, they all understood this truth, at this time, there is only a death war, this is not a breath of earning, but about the opportunity of the follow-up war, if anyone is cowardly first, the battle after that will not have to be fought.

Mo Canyang's heart was dripping blood, but his blood-soaked bearded face was still full of perseverance, and his blood-red eyes were full of anger.

Compared with Mo Canyang, Zhang Yun seems to be more relaxed, although his own family has consumed, but the Three Kingdoms are evenly shared, and the losses are acceptable. At the same time, as a famous general of the older generation in the country, he will never admit that he is inferior to Mo Canyang.

Although they lost a few generals again, the generals inevitably died in battle, that was their fate, and the horse leather shroud was the glory of the soldiers.

Facing the remnant sun, the two armies once again rushed to kill each other, except for the murderous aura and the butcher's knife, the others were not considered, and what was harvested was the opponent's life.

The cavalry collided again, once again people turned over on their backs, and once again countless people were sprayed with blood, fell to the muddy ground, followed the footsteps of their comrades, and stepped on the road to Yellow Springs, and the flesh was crushed into dust and turned into fertilizer, but unfortunately no crops were planted here.

Despite exhaustion, despite their scars, they did not retreat, they did not retreat, no one had the fear of death, blood had already paralyzed their nerves, cleansed their souls, only the neighing of war horses, the impact of swords and guns, was the clarion call to guide them forward, the earth was stained with blood, under the illumination of the remnant sun, it looked particularly desolate and tragic.

However, whether they are invincible or famous, they are only active or passive pawns of those who are in power, and those in power can only sacrifice their lives to carry out their orders, since they set foot in the barracks, this is a doomed end.

The Ukrainian alliance army bears the brunt, although it is not the reason of His Majesty the emperor, but the tree wants to be quiet and the wind does not stop, on the cusp of the storm, in the land of the four wars, there are always those who are not afraid of death to provoke them, and the Ukrainian alliance army guarding the door for the country must not only fight for the country, but also fight for dignity. Twenty-eight generals under the invincible gun, it is a portrayal of the cruelty of careerists, he has only been fighting for five years, he has killed twenty-eight generals, and now he has added a golden stone, what a military achievement, but if he can, he would rather the Qingquan gun is just his own toy, not a murderous weapon.

And this idea was told to him by his father who admired the god of war the most, the god of war who is famous all the world, all the glory is taken on the battlefield, but he is a peace-loving advocate, which is undoubtedly a bit ironic.

People say that they are used to seeing life and death, and they have long been numb to life, but Mo Canyang has never thought like this, but cherishes every life, so he is very sad, looking at the fallen Wumeng Erlang one by one, he just wants to kill a few more people by himself, end the battle early, and keep a few more seeds.

Killing people to save people once again gave rise to a contradictory feeling in his heart, and the more he thought about it, the more annoying he became.

Looking at the battlefield, a Ukrainian soldier stabbed through the opponent with a shot, but was cut off by another enemy soldier with a knife, and both rushed to Huangquan. In this place, a man slashed Huashan and cut the opponent into two petals, and in a blink of an eye, the enemy's head was smashed with a hammer, Bai Huahua's brain mixed with blood flowed out, and he planted the horse straight upright, and then stabbed the opponent with a spear to each other, and so on, the whole battlefield was staged, and it seemed that life was squandered like this.

Mo Lingkong, who was anxious on the city wall, regretted a little, he was full of worries about his father and brother who were deep in the battlefield, he knew that he would also practice swords and guns, practice battle formations, even if it was just to be a big soldier, as long as he fought side by side with his father and brother, even if it was death, it was happier than doing it in a hurry now.

For the first time, fear arose in this gentleman's heart, thinking about how many unscrupulous and disrespectful tears he had earned when he was sixteen years old, and he had never squandered the glory and property earned by his father and brother, leading a bunch of fox friends and dog friends to show off his might, rampant in the Umeng, buying thousands of gold, and appreciating flowers with ten thousand dollars, how many unscrupulous prodigal sons who had fed his reputation and reputation, and how many tears of resentment and tears of Oiran ladies he had earned, where is the attitude that a sixteen-year-old boy should have!

And Song Wenxi looked at the battlefield at this time, and his heart was very conflicted, this battle shocked him too much, just to fight for power and profit? It is also human life, why, in the name of a prince, countless people will die without a place to bury.

Growing up in the magnificent palace, he got the best honor in the world, where did he see this hellish scene, and where did he know that all his glory and wealth were exchanged for the lives of his compatriots, he never had such peace of mind, he didn't dare to think in his heart that if he fought all the way back, how many lives he would have to slaughter, was it really worth it.

Looking at Song Wenxi's face full of compassion, the surface was cold, and the thoughtful Mingyue was slightly surprised, but she didn't know what His Royal Highness the prince was thinking, and looked at the battlefield again.

Qingfeng seemed to be a nobody, playing with the flying knife in his hand, watching the battle on the battlefield, and seemed to be a little excited.

The sun was already leaning on the top of the western mountain, and the sunset had risen, and half of the sky was like a red apple, and the light emitted by it also reflected the earth.

At the gate of the city, there are two horsemen and swords going out, not dressed as soldiers, one man and one woman, the man's cyan robe, the woman's gray robe, and the two divine soldiers emit cold light, which are the wind chasing sword and the dustless sword, the peerless sword that ranks eighth and ninth in the Chaoxin Pavilion weapon list. Their owners are none other than Han Chengfeng and Qingyu, who have been entangled for thirty years.

They went to help Mo Canyang at Mo Lingkong's request, and Han Chengfeng didn't need to say much, as it should be. And Qingyu's identity is a little sensitive, the Lu Yuejian faction is in the territory of Zhao State, although it is a famous sect in the world, but if a martial arts sect is carried hard with the imperial court, the consequences are somewhat serious, but the imperial court is not to the point of endless death, and it will not easily move a gate faction with a grandmaster town faction, not to mention that many places have to rely on the sect, just to destroy a sect, the loss is also very huge, and the chain reaction is also very serious, the martial arts and the imperial court have a comprehensive conflict, it is another catastrophe.

Qingyu still went, because Mo Lingkong moved Song Wenxi out, and all this seemed to be justified.

Besides, she was unwilling to let Han Chengfeng go on an adventure alone, this Xianmen Dao Gu still didn't cut off the love of Hongchen.

The war horse was as fast as thunder, the sword aura was clear, and between a dozen breaths, the two had already joined the camp.

Their target is Mo Canyang's Chinese army, at this time, Mo Canyang's iron armor is stained with blood, and he Jun complements each other to kill the enemy camp, Gan Chao and Mo Di each lead an army to cover on both wings, and all the personal guard generals follow the main general to resist the enemy army head-on.

Zhang Yun also led all the generals and fought desperately.

At this moment, a sword aura rose into the sky, invading from the Ukrainian allied army, the sword qi passed, rows of soldiers' iron armor burst out, blood flowed, and the battle array broke again with this sudden change, it was from the divine power of the grandmaster.

Zhang Yun looked at the incomparable power of the Grandmaster, and his heart was anxious, mainly because the two of them seemed to be coming towards him.

He hurriedly commanded the cavalry to besiege these two people, but in the hurry, where did he come from. And the Ukrainian alliance army got divine help, and the fighting spirit was even stronger, especially Gan Chao and Mo Di, there was a look of envy in their eyes, no matter how brave they were, they always had to kill the past one by one, but these two famous grandmasters were simply hanging, the mighty sword qi passed, and the armor was broken in the air, who could stand this, this is a fucking long-range attack, or the kind that no one can do.

In addition to envy, it also stimulated their fighting spirit even more, they almost caused a catastrophe before, and at this time they had to earn back their face, with Qingyu and Han Chengfeng Jianfeng pointing, they also rose up and rushed to kill. Enemy troops fell one by one.

Originally, the two sides became an evenly matched melee, but this sudden change broke the balance, especially many generals and colonels of the coalition army fell under the sword qi, and their combat effectiveness was constantly reduced, and finally became a rout, no matter how talented Zhang Yun was, he couldn't stop the general trend of defeat.

"Alas, this battle is still lost!" Zhang Yun, who was covered in blood, was actually lonely, and he no longer had the sharpness of the edge, the defeat was decided, and he still lost to Mo Canyang.

However, a famous general is always a famous general, even if he is suddenly disturbed by a third party, he still commands properly at the last moment, the front, middle and rear armies cooperate desperately, retreat while fighting, the cavalry is interspersed, the infantry raises their shields to resist the horses, and the archers behind them press the pursuers to shoot, and finally successfully retreat.

It was dark, Mo Canyang did not order the pursuit, he was really powerless, although he won the victory, but the Ukrainian allied army suffered heavy losses.

The battle is over, and the survivors are already at the end of their crossbows, and they have retreated to the city, leaving no strength left to clean up the battlefield.

In this battle, the Ukrainian allied army lost more than half, although he fought twice as much as his enemy, but Mo Canyang still couldn't accept it, hurriedly washed up, and ate some food casually, Mo Canyang convened the generals' mansion to discuss the matter, and also expressed his gratitude to Han Chengfeng and Qingyu who helped out.

After Han Chengfeng and Qingyu left, the lobby fell into a dead silence, all the generals were lonely, the losses of each department were not small, and they were very uncomfortable in their hearts.

He Jun also sat lonely in the first place on the left, the military exploits he longed for, it was so tragic, he no longer came with high spirits, and the three thousand heavy armor in his hands actually lost eight hundred people, he was very painful. Every soldier of the Ben Lei Cavalry is the elite of the elite, and in the same way, every soldier is built at a huge cost, so to speak, such combat power is piled up with silver in vain.

As the main general, the first battle does not seem to be very acceptable, although it is no wonder that he is not to blame.

Mo Di and Gan Chao were very quiet, although the general and the three princes didn't say a word to them, but they did almost implicate the soldiers of the three armies, even if they killed a few more generals, they couldn't make up for it.

They were very conscious and took the initiative to ask Ying to go to the night watch.

Qingyu left the Ukrainian League overnight, she wanted to return to the sect to prepare, and today she helped the Ukrainian alliance, although she borrowed the name of the second prince, she did not dare to guarantee that Zhang Jun would not attack the sect.

Han Chengfeng bid farewell to his junior sister in the moonlight, looked at the distant shadow, looked up at the moon, and let out a long sigh. Mo Di and Gan Chao on the city wall looked at each other and smiled.

And at the gate of the city, Mingyue was fluttering in white clothes, standing on the roof and watching the master go away, Mo Lingkong and Song Wenxi looked up at her fairy-like posture.

Early the next morning, Mo Lingkong came to the door of Han Chengfeng's room and shouted to apprentice.