At this time, there is a large group of people and horses at the foot of the mountain, people shouting and neighing, waving flags, and the fire is soaring to the sky, and I am afraid that there are thousands of elite soldiers.

I saw the flags and flags spreading, the dust was flying, there were countless soldiers and horses swarming here, the armor was bright and the helmets were bright, the lanterns and torches were shining like daylight, the swords and guns were really bright and shining like ears of wheat, the swords and halberds were shining like hemp forests, and the overwhelming men and horses were rushing to here.

As the saying goes: "There is no edge for more than a thousand soldiers, and there is no edge for more than 10,000 soldiers", it is really earth-shattering, from time to time there is a sound of people and horses, the war drums rumble like popping beans, and the string of bells under the horse is rattling and ringing, as if thousands of troops and horses are coming.

This way of soldiers and horses has rushed to the bottom of the peak for more than ten miles, the Ming Sect members on the mountainside have already obtained information, Lin Xi's pretty face suddenly turned pale, just hesitated slightly, and immediately ordered: "After the Desolate Heaven Banner is broken, the Thunder Flag is in front, slowly retreat!"

This time, Lin Xi brought all the elites of the Ming Sect, and when he heard this, someone immediately ordered loudly, suppressed his position, and slowly retreated. Hearing the order to retreat, he took a few steps back, and snorted angrily, and scolded hatefully: "I don't know how the surnamed Xiao taught him, and he actually taught such a turtle shell apprentice......!"

Cheng Jun's whole body was covered in blood, his heavy armor had already been torn to tatters, there were countless wounds on his body, and there were several deep visible bones, and his whole body was shrunk behind the Dragon Swallowing Shield, and when he heard this, he stretched out his head and grinned: "Eldest sister, it seems that you haven't read many books." My master taught that it's not a good word for a dog to bite a turtle, and if you call me a turtle, won't you scold yourself as a dog?"

Cheng Jun is honest and honest by nature, and sincerely corrects Su Huanfei's inappropriate words, but listening to Su Huanfei's ears, when he deliberately makes sarcastic remarks, he almost exploded his lungs for a while. It's just that Mingjiao's orders are extremely strict, and when he gives an order, even if Su Huanfei is desperate, he has to forcibly press it, but a pair of phoenix eyes almost spew fire.

There was a sudden thunderclap on the mountainside, the dust was flying, and the Qingyan Tiger King Mo Jun slowly walked out of the mist, his clothes were torn, and he looked embarrassed, and shouted: "Good formation! Good martial arts! Song Shujian, the old man will go first, and we will divide the ranks in the future!"

The fog quickly dissipated, and Song Shu's swordsman turned out of it, looking tired, but his eyes were bright and bright, and he said in a deep voice: "King Mohu's skills are superb, and Song can't help you, you and I have our own time to meet!"

Mo Junzhi nodded, stretched out his hand to hold down Su Huanfei, who was about to burst out, and shouted in a low voice: "Go!

Among the four Ming kings, Mo Jun is the first, Su Huanfei admires him very much, and when he heard the words, he was angry, and his slender jade feet stepped on the bluestone ground, and suddenly cracked like a spider's web, which shows how strong this foot is.

Dozens of Ming Sect members surrounded the two Ming kings to prevent the Pure Yang Palace from pursuing. Cheng Jun turned his head to look at Song Shujian, but saw that Song Shujian's face was calm, but he shook his head at him and signaled not to chase after him.

A giant eagle flew up, Cheng Jun looked up, recognized the person at a glance, and shouted, "Senior Brother Shen, why are you back?"

Seeing that Cheng Jun and Song Shujian were both standing on the mountainside, the man lowered his flight altitude and jumped down to the ground, only to see that he was thin and capable, with handsome eyebrows and a long sword. It's just that his clothes are soaked with sweat and dust, obviously running back and forth.

This person's name is Shen Chong, and he is an elite disciple of the inner gate. When the mountain gate was opened for assessment, Shen Zhong was second only to the Guo family sisters and brothers, ranking fourth in the entry, and his talent was excellent. was quite valued by Xie Guangling, and he was able to cultivate the first level of "Sitting and Forgetting the Sutra", and the cultivation was thousands of miles a day, and in just over a year, it was already the realm of condensing Jindan.

"I've seen Mr. Song, I've seen Senior Brother Cheng!" Shen took a few heavy breaths and said eagerly, "Mr. Zhu has led three thousand soldiers and horses to help, and he has arrived at the bottom of the mountain. I'm about to report to Elder Xie! Since Mr. Song is here, I would like to ask Mr. Song to show me!"

"Mr. Zhu's three thousand soldiers and horses?" Song Shujian showed a strange look on his face, hesitated for a moment, and ordered, "You quickly go to report to Elder Xie, just say that Song has gone down the mountain to dispatch, and everything on the peak, please make his own decisions!"

Shen agreed solemnly, and jumped on the back of the eagle to continue to go up the peak, Song Shujian shook his head with a wry smile, looked at the bottom of the peak, only to see the fire light below, and chuckled: "I didn't expect Mr. Zhu to use a plan, but he won the three flavors of the soldiers......

Cheng Jun walked over with a sword and shield, and when he heard the words, he asked, "Mr. Song, what did you say?"

"It's nothing!" Song Shujian groaned slightly, and ordered, "Xiaojun, now I still want you to work hard, take a few junior disciples to guard here for an hour, and someone will come to replace you later!"

"No problem!" The sword and shield in Cheng Jun's hand collided, the bell made a loud noise, and he smiled nonchalantly, "Mr. Song just go, with me here, even if they come again, they won't be able to pass me easily!"

Song Shujian knew that Cheng Jun was honest by nature, as long as he agreed to something, he would not hesitate to bump into it even if it was difficult and dangerous. At that moment, he nodded with a smile, whistled, summoned the giant eagle down, and a black light flew straight to the bottom of the peak.

The large group of men and horses at the foot of the mountain slowed down at this time, and lined up neatly, all of them with crossbows and arrows, bows with open strings, spears like forests, armor and cold light, and walked step by step in a neat queue, and the sound was like muffled thunder.

Song Shujian fell in front of the formation, and under the light of the fire, the first few cavalrymen immediately recognized it, and said happily: "Mr. Song!"

Song Shujian smiled and ordered, "It's all stopped, where is Mr. Zhu?" Take me to see him!"

The people and horses in front of him were divided on both sides, Zhu Jingyang carried the big ring knife and led the horse out, and when he saw Song Shujian, he immediately breathed a long sigh of relief, turned over and dismounted, and said with a smile: "Now that the enemy has retreated?"

Song Shujian lightly punched Zhu Jingyang in the chest, and said with a smile: "I was still strange just now, although there are as many as four or five thousand troops in Heyuan, most of them are newly recruited homeless. Although I left some of the team behind, there were no more than 200 people at most, where did I get the 3,000 elites?"

Zhu Jingyang laughed and said, "It's also a helpless move." When Yuxu Peak was attacked, I was naturally the one who knew the fastest, and when I heard that the Zoroastrians were attacking the mountain, I could only hastily order five hundred cavalry, and hurried all the way, and it was a good thing to be able to make a difference. ”

By the light of the fire, Song Shujian had already seen what was going on in the ranks, the five hundred cavalry were scattered, the front army was all veterans who had been trained by themselves, but the Chinese army was dragging a small car, the sheep were hung up on the car, tied up firmly, but there was a big drum under the front hooves, the sheep was frightened, the front hooves were hard to plan, and the "bang" drum was like fried beans, and the sound of the "bang" drum was like fried beans, and it sounded.

Looking further back, the cavalry of the rear army each tied a long rope, behind which were scarecrows, dragging on the ground, raising large clouds of dust, and in the dark night, it seemed like infantry running rapidly. This mere 500 cavalry has created the momentum of thousands of people.

"Hanging sheep and beating drums, suspicious soldiers' plans!" Song Shujian said with a smile, "Mr. Zhu, when he was fighting the barbarians in the future, you simply unloaded this errand from the outer gate and came to help me?" The two looked at each other and laughed.

With Song Shujian taking over, Zhu Jingyang suddenly put his mind at ease, and the two talked happily, but they didn't know that not far from Yuxu Peak, on an unknown mountain peak that also stood thousands of miles, two black shadows were facing each other proudly.

I only heard one of them have a clear voice, his tone is extremely calm, and he said slowly: "The Ming Sect Leader is here, this seat is not welcome, I hope you will forgive your sins!"

This person's voice was extremely familiar, and if there was a person from the Pure Yang Palace Gate here, he would definitely be able to hear it immediately. It was not someone else who spoke, it was Xiao Qianli, the head of the Pure Yang Palace.