A few days later

The three halls of Yuan have all arrived in front of the Eagle Beak Pass, and the Yuan Palace and the other three princes converge, the military camp is horizontal, and it looks like a sharp curved blade in the sky, lying in front of the pass.

At this moment, the two sides are already tense, like two competing swordsmen, their eyes do not leave each other for a moment, they can see every move clearly, quietly waiting for each other's flaws, seizing the opportunity, rushing out, looking forward to killing with one blow!

The swordsman battle is like this, and so is the array fighting formation, knowing that the other side can not be defeated in a hundred battles, so even if the coalition forces occupy the numerical advantage, they will not rush to send troops.

But today, the time has come to send troops.

Changsun Jing and the other coalition generals were in front of the army in a row, and the horses under their crotches were also stubbornly cloaked, and their noses were spewing thick white gas.

Xing Xuan stood in the middle of the line, surrounded by thousands of armor blades glowing with silver light, and even as the dust rolled, his blood-colored eyes were still staring at the faint honor guard flag in the distance.

His hands couldn't help but grip the hilt of the sword at his waist tightly, and his heart was beating violently.

Strictly speaking, this is his first time on the battlefield, the last time he defended the city, he was fighting with a group of demonic beasts, and now, he is fighting with people like himself.

Xing Xuan had never taken the initiative to kill someone before, and that time he accidentally killed an assassin in Feng Ye's illusion, it was not his intention, but today, he needed to do it intentionally.

On the battlefield, either you die or I die, the murderous intent must be aroused, panic, mercy, and the bones buried in the mud in the smoke of gunpowder may be the next second.

Calm down, this is not a peaceful street, not a stage for dancing, this is a battlefield, raise the sword at your waist, and send it into the throat of the enemy without any hesitation.

If you don't want to lose your heart and turn into a killing Shura, then leave a trace of compassion, compassion for the enemy who died under his own blade.

Even if the blood of the enemy is still dripping from the blade, it is a ritual to pay respect to the dead enemy, and it will calm your heart and calm the dead soul.

And you, immediately after that, continue to plunge into the battle, wielding the sword in your hand.

Xing Xuan slowly opened his eyes, his brow still furrowed.

"Soldiers loyal to Your Majesty!" At this time, a handsome man wearing golden armor, carrying a long sword, and a huge long bow on his back rode out on horseback, and said loudly, "We are waiting for today's righteous army to fight against injustice with great righteousness, and Luan Yan seeks power and usurpation, which will be tolerated by the Heavenly Dao, and we will wait for the Heavenly Dao today, crusade against Luan Yan, and support the Dynasty! Victory must belong to us!"

"Kuang Fu Chaogang! Kuang Fu Chaogang!" The soldiers slammed the spears in their hands on the ground, and the momentum was huge.

"Who is this?" asked a general not far from Xingxi, the general next to him.

"You don't know him, that's the sword ghost's grandson Wei Xian, the righteous son of the leader of the Southern Alliance, he is young and has extraordinary strength, especially the bow and arrow in his hand and his strange moves, he is the best among the younger generation. Another general whispered.

"That's right. The general nodded.

"Three armies, attack!" After encouraging the army, Wei Xian, who looked like a young man, pointed forward with the long sword in his hand, gave the order aloud, and then took the lead, whipped his horse, and headed towards the enemy army under the eagle's beak pass.

"Brush brush!" Wei Xian's bow and arrows were not in vain, I saw him draw his bow and arrows on his horse, and several arrows flashing purple light shot out one after another, and before the people arrived, the arrows arrived first, and fell among the enemy troops, triggering several violent Yuan Force explosions.

The army behind him followed, the light cavalry was divided into two wings, the shield soldiers were lined up, and the people of the Yuan followed closely behind the guards, and then standing in the front row were the archers and cavalrymen?

"So bold. On the wall of Eagle Beak Pass, a general peeked at the battlefield with a clairvoyant mirror, and then said with a disdainful face, "Order, the three armies will attack immediately, cone formation, and directly hit the coalition army!"

One of the adjutants bowed his hand and stepped back.

Under the orders of the generals, the Luan army placed powerful forces such as rockets and heavy cavalry in front and pursued the coalition forces with great mobility.

Wei Xian and the others were not afraid of this, on the contrary, they continued to hold the banner with confidence and pursued the enemy.

The majestic and majestic drums resounded throughout the battlefield, and the wind and sand were blowing

As their horse's hooves trampled towards the enemy, the archers and archers had already thrown their arrows, and suddenly the sky was overwhelmingly full of arrows falling towards the enemy's camp, and the enemy fell to the ground like a rain.

"Array!!" Wei Xian shouted, turning his longbow back on his back and drawing the long sword at his waist.

At this time, a flag commander stood on top of the chariot, and the flag in his hand was waving.

Changing the formation flag, as the name suggests, according to the wave of the flag and turning into the corresponding formation, this is a well-trained basic quality of the army, if you can't even do this, what is there to talk about fighting.

Under the wave of the flag, the archers quickly submerged into the ranks, the shield soldiers appeared in the forefront, the archers on both wings quickly returned to the two wings after throwing a round, the army also began to disperse, there were many small phalanxes, for a while, all the heavy armor soldiers actually replaced the position of the archers, distributed in front of the battle line, this change of formation took only five minutes, and the army pushed forward for five miles.

"Is this, the Fish Scale Array?" Xing Xuan said in surprise.

Being able to complete the change of formation so quickly, it seems that the elite troops of the various princes are well-trained.

He subconsciously looked at the soldiers who were temporarily recruited in the mix, and he couldn't help but worry in his heart.

They didn't know what the formation was, they just moved with the elite troops and charged together, but because they didn't know anything, it was easier to die here.

"Attack!" "Kill!" shouted from the generals, many soldiers shouted and raised their weapons and swarmed towards the enemy.

The drums of war still resounded throughout the battlefield.

Seeing this, the general of Luan Guo looked solemn and waved his hand.

"Change the formation immediately!Order all the primors to use the magic circle!" he said decisively.

The Flag Commander began to wave his flag, and in the face of the coalition army, which was like a huge hammer directly slamming directly into the cone-shaped sharp stab, the shieldmen slammed their shields to the ground, and the pikemen threw their spears forward, and behind them, there were many heavy crossbowmen!

The Yuan Masters of Luan Country were not in a hurry or slow, the Yuan Force in their hands surged, and suddenly there were several "clangs", and various formations appeared, shrouded in the army.

In a short time, the heavy cavalry of the coalition army and the pikemen of Luan Guo had already met in close combat, and the sound of "clanging" sword blades clashing was endless.

At this moment, the war has officially begun.

"Kill!" the sergeants roared and slashed at the enemy, and soon many soldiers fell, followed by a rush of soldiers.

Yuan Li's explosions continued one after another, one after another soldiers fell, and one after another spears and halberds were broken!

Xing Zhen was riding on a horse, and an enemy soldier with a spear roared and stabbed towards Xing Zhen, Xing Zhen was startled, pulled the reins, and hid to the side of the enemy army, and his heart was ruthless, and he subconsciously dropped the long sword in his hand.

Xing Xuan was originally a Yuan, his swordsmanship was outstanding, and his strength was naturally great, and the three dragons were a rare sharp sword, only to see that the sword suddenly slanted into his body from the right shoulder of the spearman.

The pikeman's eyes widened and his body trembled.

Xing Xuan quickly withdrew his sword, and the pikeman fell to the ground without a sound.

Looking at the blood that remained on the sword, Xing Zhen was stunned.

This is not the blood of a beast, this is the blood of people like yourself!

Even if Xing Xuan has always seen a lot of blood, he has killed a lot of people, and he has long been mentally prepared for war, but when he sees the blood flowing, his heart is still tight.

Somehow, in his mind, the situation of Lu Che and the others being killed by a sword blade piercing like this, the blood, the corpse.........

Xing Zhen didn't dare to think about it anymore, and shook his head vigorously.

But after a while, his gaze became a little more determined, and he pulled the reins, intending to cross his army.

"Xiao Zhen, where are you going!" Seeing this, Amon wanted to catch up with Xing Zhen, but several soldiers attacked him at this time, and he could only wave his long whip to resist first.

Amon was no better than Xing Xuan, and it was the first time that he had sent a dart into the throat of someone like himself, and the discomfort was like many small worms crawling on his heart, making people feel like they couldn't breathe.

But this is on the battlefield, Amon gritted his teeth, his eyes seemed to be burning with green flames, and the turquoise poisonous yuan power circulated in his hands, and the three soldiers died of anger in an instant, and the closest one to him even turned dark green all over his body, and fell to the ground, like a stone statue shattered into several pieces.

At this time, Lu Che and the others looked at the friendly soldiers who were killed by the enemy not far away in panic, and subconsciously took two steps back

The blood-splattered enemy soldier with the knife looked at Lucher, raised the knife above his head and slashed at him.

Looking at the soldier who was as fierce as a rakshasa, Lu Che's heart suddenly tightened, panicked, and his body trembled involuntarily.

"Drink!!" the enemy slashed at Lucher with his sword.

Although Lu Che had never seen this kind of formation before, his heart was beating violently, but in the end, he was usually quite calm, and after Xing Zhen's training, he saw him muster up his courage and pick up the sword in his hand.

There was a "ding" sound, and sparks flew everywhere.

Lucher closed his eyes tightly, and then probably felt that this was dangerous, and quickly opened his eyes again.

I saw that the enemy soldier staggered two steps before standing firmly, although his face was still fierce, but there was a little more surprise in it, and he did not dare to step forward at will, but vigilantly put the knife across his chest and stared at Lu Che tightly.

Lutcher had never killed anyone, but after bouncing off the enemy's blade, he was at ease, but he still didn't have the courage to swing his sword down.

Seeing that Lucher did not move, the enemy screamed, grasped the hilt of his sword with both hands, and a thrust headed towards Lucher.

Lu Che was startled, hurriedly blocked the sword in front of his chest, subconsciously took two steps back, and looked at the pursuing enemy army in fear.

At this urgent moment, suddenly a kick flew next to the enemy soldier, and the enemy soldier was sprinting, and was kicked by this kick, and immediately flew out directly to the side, and fell heavily to the ground.

Seeing this, Lu Che was stunned, and looked over there to find that the fat man was panting heavily, and his body was covered in dust.

"Fatty!" exclaimed Lucher.

"Brother Lu, are you okay. The fat man hurried towards Lu Che.

"I'm fine......... Be careful!" Lu Che didn't finish his sentence when he suddenly looked behind the fat man in panic.

The fat man was stunned and hurriedly turned around.

The enemy soldier was suddenly kicked away by the fat man, and a fire suddenly surged in his heart, anger had already overwhelmed him, no matter what happened to these two people, whether there were coalition troops next to him, brandished his knife, and slashed towards the fat man.

The fat man looked at the blade that fell towards him in a panic, unable to move at all, and subconsciously closed his eyes tightly, protecting Lu Che under him.

"Die!" shouted the enemy with a hideous face.

Suddenly, there was a "stab" sound, and blood splattered everywhere.

The fat man was splashed on himself by the blood, and suddenly his whole body was agitated, and after a while, he reacted, plucked up the courage to open his eyes and look.

In front of him, the enemy's eyes widened, and he fell to the ground weakly.

Behind the enemy was a man on horseback, and the familiar figure quickly brought the fat man and Lutcher back to their senses.

"Are you all right?" said Xing Ying, who pulled back his three dragons and looked at them.

"Little, little man, you, you killed him!" Lucher exclaimed.

Xing Xuan frowned when he heard this, and shouted: "The battlefield itself is cruel, if you don't kill the enemy, you will be killed!"

Although Xing Xuan said this, he was still a little uneasy when he sent the sword into the heart of the enemy army.

"This is the battlefield!" Xing Xuan said.

Lucher was silent.

"I can't protect you all the time, so I taught you swordsmanship, but the obstacle in your heart, you must overcome it yourself. With that, Xing Xuan tugged at the reins and rode towards the battlefield.

An object was thrown out and fell into Lucher's hands.

It was a puppet in the shape of a human, and its face was very kind.

Lu Che looked at Xing Zhen in a daze.

Xinglu rode his horse, and blood was still flowing from his sword.

He frowned, then slowly closed his eyes.

"You also need to work hard to overcome it. ”

In troubled times, you either adapt to the whirlpool or be swallowed by the whirlpool.