Chapter Seventy-Three: The Palace (I)

"Up!" the general's own soldiers raised the Lu flag, while the heavy armor on the opposite side raised the Liang flag, the armor of the two teams was actually similar, but the flag was different. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Jiang Shan slaughtered the past.

Ji Lun followed, and at this moment, he only heard the sound of popping through the air, raised his hand, and shot his small arm with an arrow, the arm sheath blocked, and the two thrusts passed by, cutting two cracks!

After a few zhang of speed, Ji Lun rushed into the enemy formation, the sword flashed, the two armor soldiers staggered and stopped, turned over and fell, and the two Liang army armor soldiers on the left and right pierced fiercely from the side.

Ji Lun rushed forward, burst in with his sword, and the figure stopped, and black blood splashed.

"Up!" the rest of the group of armor soldiers pounced fiercely.

"Ah...... Ouch...... Hey......" screamed continuously, followed by a chaotic queue.

In an instant, Ji Lun stood in the middle of the corpse, killing a small team in a row, and everyone's face changed.

Seeing that Ji Lun was brave and could not resist, and killed the armor soldiers again and again, the general praised: "True warriors, my formation is not alone." ”

The main formation of the Liang army waved a flag one by one, and several hundreds of households wearing heavy armor came over with expressionless faces, and hundreds of soldiers greeted them.

"Kill!" Ji Lun's impact quickly fell into a quagmire, unable to get close to Liang Junshuaiqi, and a trace of mist began to emerge from his body.

At this moment, an eagle roared high into the sky, and the divine bird swooped down.

"Beware of the Pengying-" the general shouted, without the fearlessness of the humanoid tank, the dodging movements were very flexible.

Ji Lun was speechless, he didn't know the power of the big owl, he looked very powerful, he glanced at his own side, and he didn't have air supremacy, which was very flawed.

"Law-" The bird swept past an officer on his side, grabbed him and threw him into the air more than ten meters high, during which the armor on the officer's body flashed, wielding a halberd to kill Peng Ying, seeing the white-robed man on Peng Ying waved his hand, he immediately stiffened his body and flew out, falling directly to the ground, puffing and vomiting blood......

Like Xiaoqiang, his vitality is tenacious and he will not die for a while, but his leg is broken and he loses his maneuver, and then the Liang army armor pounced and cut it down with a knife.

And Peng Ying flapped his wings slightly, rose and slid across the arc to sweep the soldiers who landed in the Lu army, the momentum was unabated, and he continued to pounce on Ji Lun, stretching out his hand to grab it.

The evil wind fell, and Ji Lun rolled.

The bird caught the wrong target, only picked up a few Luhou soldiers and flew up, rose into the air and threw them, only to hear the screams of "ahhhhh

"Phew...... Now there's an air supremacy strike?"

Ji Lun came out of the blood lake, spit out the bloody lake water, opened his sword to pick up the spears of the cheap Liang army soldiers, swam along the clockwise whirlpool of the blood lake, looking for a big ship of the Lu army to meet him, boarded the boat, and the general greeted him: "Warlock!

"Go on!" I have tried to make this bird thin, please ...... like this" Ji Lun said, with a slight sneer, the white cloud gradually rose: "This one bird is not enough, I can't catch the boat." ”

Before the words fell, Peng Ying swooped down again, this time the white-robed man on his back stood up, waved his hand, and flowers and green leaves faintly appeared in the air, forming a storm to blow away the clouds and mist on the ship: "Warlock, report your name!"

The clouds and mist dispersed, and I saw a huge mechanical crossbow erected on the ship, Ji Lun dragged the crossbow tail with one hand, and cut the bowstring with the other.

The crossbow bolt sprayed the tail of fire halfway, this thing was used on the ship, and it was not accurate, but as Ji Lun adjusted the direction, there was a "poof" sound, pierced into Peng Ying's chest, only to hear a cry of pain, Ling Feather was erected, and the crossbow arrow shot down, like an arrow sweeping.

"Poof!" Ji Lun's armor shot like a hedgehog, stiffened his feather arrows, turned over and hit Peng Ying's back, and killed the middle-aged man in white robes: "Who are you?"

"The two armies are against each other, don't you know me?" The white-robed man looked at the opponent's Lu Jun armor in a daze, and it seemed that he was a native chief of Yinzhou, so he smiled, and the figure flashed, and disappeared in the sword light, and in a blink of an eye, he appeared behind Ji Lun, and kicked the raider off Peng Ying: "This height, it's not you who should come up...... Goodbye, Zhao Ritian!"

A little red light condensed in his hand, and he was about to attack the fallen warlock.

"Whew!"

In mid-air, Ji Lun's hands and feet were spread, and the standard armor steepened into a feathered star robe, extending the wing membrane, and the wings were spread, and the Peng Ying feathers that had just filled the body turned into his own wings!

An ancient instinct, welling up in the body like a fish in water, he is like a shrunken Peng eagle agitating its wings, gliding in the sky and swooping towards the commander of the Liang army: "Thank you for your help - haha, there were grass boats borrowing arrows in ancient times, and today there are days and days borrowing feathers......"

Dressed in a feathered star robe, shining in the sun, it was unusual to attract the attention of the entire battlefield.

"It's ...... Yi Shengyun Fu True Monarch!"

"Hell, Zhao Ritian! It's a pseudonym! He's the Imperial Weapons Reserve!" the commander of the Liang army's main formation issued a horn and retreated in an orderly manner to prevent the decapitation tactic.

"Ji Lun, dare to lie to me......"

And the higher Peng Ying also swooped down, Wang Sunchen had a calm face, and when he was driving Peng Ying to stop Ji Lun, he suddenly fell on the cliff and heard a tiger roar.

Roar -

The mountains and forests shook, the fishy wind surged, and the eagle screamed, reversed direction, and pounced on the cliff.

Wang Sunchen was shocked: "What are you doing, come back!"

And the domesticated Peng Eagle was wild and completely out of control at this time, as if something was provoking the cliff and stimulated its instinct - the bird was originally the sky overlord evolved from the ancient dragon clan, and it had to respond to the provocation to the majesty of the sky king!

Wang Sunchen failed to urge him, and it was impossible to follow Peng Ying out of the battlefield, so he had to jump away from Peng Ying's back in a flash, and fell towards Ji Lun, and at the same time loudly invited to fight: "Warlock, come to the duel, let me see - are you stronger than your father!"

"Not interested!"

Out of the corner of his eye, Ji Lun caught a glimpse of a big white tiger on the cliff with a group of tigers fighting with Peng Ying...... The big white tiger seems to be a little familiar, thinking about it and having no memory, Ji Lun's legs are folded, his arms are slightly shaking, and he drives one of the wings of his wings, so he easily gets rid of Wang Sunchen's pounce, flutters his arms and wings again to raise the height, slides across the lakeshore, and sweeps towards Liang Junshuaiqi: "This height, it's not you who should come up...... See you soon!"

"Bastard ......" Wang Sunchen was unwilling, and changed into green leaves, buffering kinetic energy for a short time, and his body fell down.

Seeing that Putong fell into the lake of blood, laughter came from the warships of the Lu army, and the general of the Lu army was overjoyed, and took the opportunity to shock, and his morale was greatly boosted......

No one likes to have an enemy on the top who can kill them at any time, and as soon as the fearful threat is resolved, the morale will be greatly shaken, and there will be a banner swaggering from the commander of the Lu army, and the loud voice will come: "Second Lieutenant Ji Lun! Come back to the staff to discuss the next friendly tactical cooperation!"

“......”

Ji Lun didn't pay attention to the cooperation of his allies at all, he took a shortcut to save his sister, and continued to fly, his eyes sharp as the falcon scanned the blood-colored earth below, this height was enough to see the end of the realm...... The disappointment of discovering that there was no palace described by Jiang Shan suddenly made my heart sink!

"Shaft!"

"There is no military law!" the general's eyes were gloomy, and his fingers creaked at the railing of the handsome car.

"The general is angry, but it's just a thorn in the army......" Several staff officers who have received information advised, I don't understand where the general's anger is, usually this kind of disobedience to the rules and thorns is best tamed, and a series of routines can become a very useful sword!

The young man couldn't hear these words, like an eagle swooping down from a high altitude, facing the black and black army formation of the Liang army, converging his snow-white wings, and quickly pounced on the banner of the commander of the Liang army, the height quickly decreased, and the earth rushed to his face!

The field of vision rotated slightly back and forth left and right, and the center of the circle was the middle-aged general under the banner of Shuai, and around this general, there was a dense forest of guns.

In the face of the attack, the main formation was solemnly arrayed at this time, the military discipline was strict, there was no noise, and it exuded a murderous atmosphere.

"Ready-shoot!"

"Poof!" a rain of arrows rained down - some menacing crossbows underneath.

The obvious loss of air supremacy pressure was transferred to the Liang army, and he couldn't wait to use all the long-range firepower to destroy Ji Lun!

But Ji Lun is not a divine bird, not even a plane, the boy's body size convergence wing target is very small, and he sneered: "That's why I keep saying that the size is ...... Very practical. ”

Directly and constantly maneuvering slightly, shuttling between the rain of arrows, I saw that as soon as the long sword was retracted, he took out the pistol and pressed the spirit bullet.

"Smack!" pulled the trigger, and with a sound, the black blood of a pro-soldier's brain splattered, the body was carried down, and it fell heavily to the ground, and a thick fishy smell spread.

There was some slight commotion in the main formation, and many captains turned blue.

The death of a soldier is nothing at all, but these battle-hardened people understand how terrible it is to only be beaten and not to fight back.

"Come again!" Ji Lun swooped down, pounced under the gaze of everyone in the two armies, this war, in the end, is not a real battle formation, the size of the two armies is no more than a thousand.

And this main formation is only 200 people.

And in this land since ancient times, there are few people who have been able to take the rank of general in the real historical records - but now, it is possible.

General Liang Jun's eyes were gloomy: "This son should be Jing Ke, does our army have a fly?"

"General, if it was purely the spiritual realm, there should be, but the star bridge was driven by our side and crossed the two realms, which can certainly weaken Lu Hou's home field, but it also makes us restrained. ”

"At present, in the army, only the warlock who rides the Peng Eagle can fly into the air. ”

"It used to have the upper hand, but now it seems that there are countermeasures. The staff officer looked at the struggle on the cliff in the distance: "Moreover, we don't have many crossbows." ”

General Liang's face was also gloomy, of course he understood, not to mention that hot weapons are prevalent now, even cold weapons back then, most of the warlocks were in normal health, and in terms of flesh alone, two personal soldiers could be captured.

But the value of a warlock lies in all kinds of spells, and that's not all, just to this extent, once you get close, you can't escape death.

But the most terrifying thing about warlocks is that they use the star bridge to bring the two realms closer, making the present world illusory and the spirit world real, in this case, in order to offset the cold weapon melee and modern firearms.

But in such a situation, the present world is weakened, and in fact, the spiritual world is also limited - it can be injured, it can die, and it will not be able to fly into the sky or through walls at will.

"Hmph, Ben will be through a hundred battles, how can he capsize here. ”

"Ready, fight to the death with this man. ”