The yellow sand wears gold armor in a hundred battles, and Loulan will not be returned if it is not broken. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The cold wind blew up the fine grains of sand on the ground, Long Yunfeng was wearing a golden armor, and such a poem involuntarily floated through his mind.

The Liao army really arrived, and the army pressed the border, except for a rest on the first day of arrival, what followed was a fierce attack day and night.

One by one, the Da Liao soldiers were not afraid of death and launched an attack on Bianjing City, like wolves and tigers, fierce and fierce.

The soldiers of the Great Song Dynasty had no way to retreat, fought back for their homeland, relied on the benefits of the city wall, and fiercely fought back against the soldiers of the Liao army, rolling stones, pouring oil, sprinkling lime, etc., all kinds of tricks were used to the extreme, and a large number of soldiers died in Bianjing City every day and night.

Endless corpses were spread outside Bianjing City, and even the moat outside Bianjing City was blocked by corpses and cut off for it.

It was like purgatory, which lasted for seven days.

It wasn't until this day that the situation changed, because Long Yunfeng had verified that the dragon descending wood was indeed effective, so he no longer sat still and took the initiative to go out of the city to face the battle.

A Fang Tian painting halberd in Long Yunfeng's hand dragged long on the ground, and since he was prepared, Long Yunfeng naturally changed into his best weapon.

Parallel to him were Tian Yao, Yang Liulang, Cao Bin, She Saihua and a group of female generals of the Yang Sect, with 100,000 male soldiers behind him.

Directly opposite is the tiger wolf and lion of the Liao State, the number is relatively smaller than the Song army, but the momentum is even better, there are several chariots in the Liao army, on which stand Long Yunfeng's old opponent Wutian and several generals of the Liao State.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time. Wutian stood on the chariot and looked at Long Yunfeng from afar.

"Then I won't let you wait, let's divide the victory and defeat today, Kunlun Mirror I want, the relics in your arms, I also want it. Long Yunfeng's eyes were sharp, and he was domineering and resolute.

"If you have the strength, you can come and get it, but only if you can come to me. Wutian smiled confidently, waved the flag in his hand, and tens of thousands of Liao soldiers beside him moved with it, and forty or fifty military formations lined up, interlocking with each other, killing every step, and an invisible giant wolf rose in the sky above the Liao army.

Bursts of white mist suddenly floated between the Song army and the Liao army, blocking the Song army's view.

Long Yunfeng smiled contemptuously when he saw this, it was just a few illusions, as long as his heart was clear, these illusions could be self-defeating even if he didn't use anything, not to mention that Long Yunfeng had already prepared.

The generals of the Song army were puzzled when they suddenly felt a clear stream pass through their minds, and suddenly all the white fog in front of them dissipated, and Yang Liulang and the others were immediately overjoyed in their hearts, knowing that this illusion had been broken.

Yang Liulang shouted, held the spear, and rushed forward first, the spear swept with bursts of blood, and also brought the prelude to the war.

Trumpets whistled, swords and guns clashed, and blood splattered.

The huge casualties in the battle of Luojiashan made all the Great Song troops hold back a sense of anger, the mourning soldiers will win, and Tianbo Mansion is even more bitter against the enemy, a group of women's troops are desperate, eight spears are smashed together, and one life is ruthlessly sucked away.

Wutian's face changed, as if he didn't expect this scene, and hurriedly waved the flag, and the military formation changed, like a huge machine began to operate, and every link and button was almost perfect.

Even She Taijun, a heroine, was helpless and felt tricky after seeing it, but Tianyao showed a disdainful sneer when she saw it.

Don't you really know who started the formation?

In the past, Tian Yao just passed on part of the military formation skills to the Nine Heavens Xuannu, and the Nine Heavens Xuannu could assist the Yellow Emperor to defeat the demon god Chi You, not to mention that Yao personally took action today.

Setting up a military formation in front of Tianyao is tantamount to playing a big axe in front of Lu Ban.

Tianyao ordered the banner to move, and the orders were conveyed calmly, and suddenly the Song army changed, as if it had become countless sharp knives, shuttling among the Liao army, and forcibly dismantling the interlocking Tianmen Liao army into small parts one by one.

Together, the power is infinite, scattered, just an ordinary military formation.

Seeing this, Yelu was furious, holding a long knife and rushing straight towards Tianyao, Yang Liulang's spear suddenly rushed out like thunder and inserted it in front of Yelu Xian, the spear shook like a dragon hitting the long knife, Yelu Xian held the knife with one hand, the strength was insufficient, and the long knife shook for a while.

And a group of troops in the Song army had expected to surround Tianyao, like stars and moons, protecting the three layers inside and outside Tianyao.

Yelu was angry, and the long knife waved to kill Yang Liulang to vent his anger, but Yang Liulang swept the spear one step ahead of him, if you want to talk about hatred, there are several people in the entire Great Song Dynasty who have deeper hatred than him.

Seeing his father and brother die in front of him one by one, the pain of powerlessness forced him to learn to be strong and to learn to grow.

The spear was as arrogant as a dragon, and Yang Liulang actually pressed Yelu who lost one hand with a gun in his hand.

Long Yunfeng didn't pay attention to the rest of the people's battle at all, his goal was only one from beginning to end, sniping and killing Wulaw.

Holding Fang Tian's halberd, Long Yunfeng slowly walked towards Wutian, and the soldiers of the Liao army who came from all directions to assassinate him were stopped by the soldiers of the Song army guarding around him, and occasionally a few who successfully crossed the defense of these guards were also cut to the ground by Long Yunfeng casually, unable to stop his footsteps at all.

Walking towards the front step by step, and soon approached Wutian, Long Yunfeng raised his head and looked straight at Wutian: "I don't like people standing taller than me. ”

When the words fell, Long Yunfeng jumped forward, and a powerful halberd slammed down towards Wutian, Wutian's face was calm, and he didn't see half a bit of surprise, and the eight black-armored warriors beside him who held a shield in one hand and a sword in the other quickly moved to block in front of Long Yunfeng.

The halberd fell, and Long Yunfeng gathered all his strength to directly shatter the shield in the hand of a black-armored warrior.

The long halberd moved again, the dragon cloud wind halberd moved at will, his heart moved at will, and the martial arts cultivator had already entered the hall, and under the full burst, he killed the remaining seven black-armored warriors like a storm sweeping leaves.

Not everyone can use the axe and the shield as weapons at the same time, not only is not hindered, but they complement each other and promote each other.

Most people will just be in a hurry, and instead of facilitating, they will contradict themselves.

Long Yunfeng Fang Tian's halberd moved again, slashing towards Wutian's head with great force, the halberd blade was cold, driving the strength of Long Yunfeng's whole body, Wutian's face finally moved, a trace of solemnity flashed in his eyes, a dark light emanated from his body, and his body teleported ten meters out of thin air, escaping under Long Yunfeng's halberd.

Long Yunfeng's eyes turned sharply, and with a strong kick under his feet, he kicked the scimitar on the body of a black-armored warrior and flew out, like a sharp arrow shooting straight towards Wutian.

Mana is not necessarily stronger than force, because mana is immortal but not martial arts, and the magic power of battle is just a derivation, which will only be revealed later, and force is purely for fighting, although few people can ascend to the hall of elegance in the later stage, but the initial stage is undoubtedly very strong.

Sure enough, looking at the scimitar flying at great speed, Wutian's face changed again, and a long sword was revealed in the wide black sleeves, and he held it in his hand and slashed the flying scimitar.

Seeing this, the corners of Long Yunfeng's mouth curled slightly, sure enough, your strength is limited, and it should start to decline.

As soon as the figure moved, Long Yunfeng held Fang Tian's halberd and rushed forward again.

Seeing this, a sharp light flashed in Wutian's eyes, and the magic light on his body suddenly soared, and things that were invisible and untouchable like silk threads flew from the top of the heads of every Liao soldier to the Wutian body.

The purple light in Wutian's eyes flickered, and his momentum rose again, and he shouted: "Three thousand nightmares." ”