(Thanks to the book friend for the tease, uh...... 's reward, another good comrade who was deceived into the pit, wow Ka Ka. ）

couldn't even wait for all his subordinates to run out of arrows, and the cruel exchange of lives and sword qi began under an order from Lao Dongran.

In Lao Dongran's opinion, as long as he could kill that young Zhou Grandmaster and successfully complete the mission delivered by the Lord, it was worth paying the price of one or two thousand people.

It has taken a long time to clean up the area around the grottoes, and the new king of Nanyuan, who has stepped on the throne with blood everywhere, will lead an army to arrive, leaving this master with little time.

These fierce Di horses did not even get off their horses, but frantically pushed their war horses and charged towards the black rumbling mass grottoes.

The bamboo cane, which had only recently dissipated, unsurprisingly resurfaced, stretched out its awe-inspiring branches from nothing, and staggered once again to grind the Di Qilian people and horses who dared to cross the line into minced meat.

The fragments of the horse corpse, which was far larger than the human body, were either squeezed aside by the bamboo cane that supported the sky, or they were lifted up to the sky, and they were thrown dozens of zhang away, and there was a bloody storm on the head of the Di people.

This sword alone wiped out another hundred and eighty lives.

The bamboo cane dissipated much faster than the last time, and the rain of blood fell, and most of them gathered, wrapped in small pieces of minced meat, and poured into the deep hole that was devoured by people.

Other than that, the entrance to the cave was still unobstructed, and the wind whimpered like a ghost crying.

Lao Dongran didn't frown, raised his hand and waved a sword qi that was much inferior, and killed the dozen or so surviving Di Qi who had just retreated from the battle. These people were in a backward position, and when they saw that the situation was not good, they retreated and escaped, but they still could not avoid death.

"Again, the prince said that this grotto is related to the rise and fall of the Nanyuan Di people, and it must be taken!"

"Those who dare to retreat will be killed!"

"Whoever takes the head of the Zhou Grandmaster will be rewarded with a thousand gold!"

With Lao Dongran's cold order, a team of 1,000 people, who were obviously more elite, bent their bows and arrows, forcing their frightened comrades.

At this point, everyone knows that Master Wan has made up his mind to open the way with the lives of the warriors.

Military orders are like mountains and cannot be refused.

The commander in charge of the attack had red eyes, gritted his teeth and rode out, and his body was already covered with dazzling aura.

His actions seemed to be a silent order, and all the living centurions and ten commanders spontaneously gathered behind the commanders, and then the ordinary soldiers.

This is the usual means used by the Di people in the decisive battle, and it is precisely with these aristocratic officers who are not afraid of death to take the lead in the death battle, that the Di people can rise from the corner of the northeast and fight against the invincible Bai Rong.

The sound of powerful horses' hooves sounded again, and there was no accumulation and transition, and all the knights from the beginning desperately slapped the horse's buttocks with the back of their knives, and some even used their blades to cut shallow blood marks on the beloved war horses.

The sore war horse ran wildly, and could no longer care about the darkness inside the cave.

Lao Dongran keenly observed the speed at which the young master of the Zhou people in the cave swung out his sword qi, which was already a few points slower than before, and the aura in his body must have been stretched.

Although the emerald green sword qi was as sharp as ever, it tore the mount of the head commander to pieces in an instant, but it failed to get the coat on the commander of the thousand in the first place.

It's just that the whole coat is still melting at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the replenishment can't keep up with the consumption at all, at most a few breaths, and it is still difficult to escape the end of the broken clothes.

The officers behind the commander did not have a coat to cover their bodies, but most of them wore armor and raised shields, and at the same time fought hard to turn the aura to protect their bodies, although they all became infantry in the first round of impact, but few died on the spot.

The still terrifying emerald green sword qi was forcibly resisted by the obviously much harder human wall, buying a few breaths of precious time for the follow-up reinforcements.

After a few short and long breaths, the commander staggered into the cave, and was finally exhausted and strangled by the sword qi.

Losing the hardest shield, most of the officers behind the commander died in an instant.

The tide of Di Qi poured into the cave, one after another, not afraid of life and death, and completely blocked the relatively narrow hole entrance.

The Heavenly Bamboo Cane could no longer maintain a clear form, but was diluted by too much flesh and blood, and was stirred up into countless fragments of sword qi that were difficult to gather.

Except for the warriors who bore the brunt of the front row and collided with a large force of sword qi, most of the warriors in the rear were only injured and did not die, slowly advancing the battle line into the cave.

The young man of the Zhou people in the cave decisively gave up the sword qi of the bamboo cane with great lethality, but rubbed his body and jumped off the stone platform, and rushed to the front of Di Ren who entered the cave in three or two steps.

He waved the bamboo cane in his hand, and used a brutal and unreasonable move to sweep through the thousands of troops, and the slender and shorter emerald green sword qi slashed at the waist, cutting the rows of Di people into two pieces.

An even more dangerous hand-to-hand fight began, and the Di warriors, who finally saw the hope of victory, had to stop again.

The human wall was cut down layer by layer, and the speed of the dead was actually not inferior to before, but the fear brought to the Di warriors was greatly reduced, after all, the people who were blocked behind could not see the tragic image in front of them.

The corpses in front of the Zhou Sect Master gradually piled up, like a low wall.

Because the passage into the cave is oblique and descends first, the corpse wall is often just built, and when it is hit by the follow-up Di people, it will easily collapse, and a broken corpse with blood and water slides towards the depths of the cave.

Half an hour passed in a flash, seeing that there were fewer and fewer soldiers stranded outside the cave, but the fighting and screams in the cave were still endless, Lao Dongran waved his hand again: "Go up to a thousand people again!"

With this order, the entrance of the cave was once again crowded with people and a forest of knives and guns.

A middle-aged sorcerer appeared beside Lao Dongran, wearing hair and bare feet, without holding a staff

Except for the cuffs of the placket, most of the parts of the navy blue robe are depicted with colorful patterns, including the sun, moon and stars, birds and animals, demons and ghosts, and a high crown full of colorful feathers on his head.

This outfit is more ornate than that of the wand-wielding sorcerer, and it is obviously of higher status.

The blue-purple patterns on his face were only faintly visible, as if they had faded, as if they had been carved into the skin.

As soon as the middle-aged sorcerer appeared, the Di people who were close to the Chinese army bent down and saluted, looking very respectful.

"Stand down, don't get in the way of me talking to Boyan Dawu!"

Waiting for the guards to withdraw ten zhang away, Lao Dongran glanced at the middle-aged wizard expressionlessly, bowed slightly on the horse and said, "Is it enough?"

Dawu Boyan stared at the entrance of the cave and smiled slightly: "It's not enough." Old Dongran, you have seen the scene of the ancestral sacrifice, since I am wearing this set of bells and whistles today, how can I not die three or five thousand people?"

"The sacrifices in the ancestral land are all prisoners of war and slaves, these are the most elite warriors, and there are no 30,000 people in the entire Southern Plains, so it is a pity to consume a few thousand people like this. ”

A haze appeared in Lao Dongran's eyes, obviously not very happy in his heart.

The Great Witch Boyan raised his hands suddenly, and his wide sleeves spread out like fans, revealing the two demon gods depicted on the sleeves, one with a human head and a snake body, and the other with a bird's head, both of which were majestic and hideous.

He had an intoxicated look on his face, his eyes bloomed with astonishing brilliance, and he said softly: "Otherwise, how can you attract the sleeping ghost army and heroic spirits in the ten thousand caves? Otherwise, how can you help Helan Changchun ascend to the throne? If not, how can you let the brilliance of shamanism envelop Zhou Tian?"