Yang Shaoxiong was in a hurry, if even Nangong Po lost, he would be completely defeated, there was no decent person on his side, and he couldn't even deal with a teenager, what else could he talk about fighting against the Shadow Legion of King Dongming?

He saw that Lan Jiuming and Nangong Po had already entered the woods, and hurriedly ordered to march into the forest, trying to surround Lan Jiuming inside.

The space in the woods is limited, the trees are dense, and it is even more difficult for Nangong Po's broadsword to exert its original power, and Lan Jiuming's sword is a smart thing in the blade, almost not restricted by any environment, he almost stabbed Nangong Po several times, and was saved by his rich combat experience!

Yang Shaoxiong tried to get close to the two of them, but the two of them collided with their true qi, and the trees within a few dozen meters were injured by the sword qi and sword wind, not to mention the people, the two of them dismantled for another thirty or forty rounds in the blink of an eye, Lan Jiuming became more and more courageous, after a close contact, he seized the opportunity, and his knee hit Nangong Po's abdomen, Nangong Po saw that he had been hit, and hurriedly lucked himself in the dantian, intending to reduce the minimum damage!

Lan Jiuming felt the change in his true qi, the sword in his hand increased his sword qi, turned around and slashed towards his neck, Nangong Po secretly shouted: "Not good!"

Quickly lowered his head, the sword didn't touch, but the sword qi had already grazed his scalp, his true qi was disrupted, and he only felt that his internal organs were collided with his true qi, and a mouthful of blood spit out of his mouth!

Yang Shaoxiong was shocked, fortunately, he still had some demeanor as a general, and he didn't panic, so he quickly ordered his subordinates to attack Lan Jiuming, and he took Liu Bao to protect Nangong Po in person, and the sword of the Nanjun surrounded by Lan Jiuming was urgent, and he didn't want to continue to entangle, so he saw a weak place, killed all the way, and disappeared into the depths of the dense forest!

"General Yang, don't chase it!" Nangong stood up with his hands on his chest, he had adjusted his breath just now, and now he felt much smoother.

"This person's cultivation is so high, rare in the world, I see that he did not take advantage of the danger of others to continue to attack, it can be seen that his character is not bad, the top priority is to meet with the marshal, not to delay the military situation!"

Yang Shaoxiong nodded and said: "Uncle Nangong, my father is now fighting against Wu Feilong with Princess Xiaoyue, I don't know what the battle situation is, our army has not encountered any major obstacles at present, it is better to follow this road, through the forest, you can detour to the rear of Wu Feilong, and the front and rear attacks will definitely be able to win a big victory!"

The direction Yang Shaoxiong pointed to was the route Lan Jiuming escaped, Nangong Po thought about it and said: "This plan is very good, you can not only pursue that young man, but also sneak attack Wu Feilong, I don't know where His Royal Highness the Prince is now?"

Yang Shaoxiong admired Wei Xiaofeng a lot, he smiled, and said: "Our Royal Highness the prince is really brave and invincible, winning three battles in a row, turning Wu Feilong's left wing upside down, according to calculations, they have almost converged with their father!"

"Without further ado, let's hurry up and hit the road!"

The army marched towards the depths of the woods, and Lan Jiuming did not stop advancing, he had no way to retreat, he could only move forward, and walked here for a day and a night before he walked out of this forest.

On the ground not far ahead, there are a lot of rut marks, which look like the traces left by the march and battle, "I don't know if Xiaoyue is here, there is no technology, it's really disturbing!"

Lan Jiuming walked cautiously all the way, and after walking for a few days, he saw the military camp!

This military camp is extremely majestic, stretching for nearly 100 miles, occupying the surrounding steep passes, on the Chinese military tent, a big banner reads: Wu!

"This is the Shadow Legion of the King of Dongming!" Lan Jiuming is very familiar, he has been in contact with the Phantom Legion, their soldiers are well-trained, they must form a death squad before going into battle to kill the enemy, all of them wear hideous masks, take the lead in attacking the enemy camp, and the army behind them follows, never shouting when killing the enemy, no matter how powerful the other party is, the Shadow Legion will always be a dead silence, do not rush forward when victorious, do not panic when defeated, there is no fear in their eyes, no excitement, quiet killing, quiet death!

Such an army is very rare, their soldiers have extremely strong psychological quality, and those who can enter the Phantom Legion are perfect killing machines, and it is really unusual for the Southern Army to carry them until now!

Lan Jiuming was struggling with how to get through this cold barracks when suddenly a horn interrupted him, "Is there a war?"

He climbed high and looked, the smoke and dust were billowing in the distance, and he could vaguely see the fluttering military flag, but after all, it was too far away to see clearly.

The Shadow Legion here is also dispatched, the doors of the four battalions are opened at the same time, and at least 40,000 people are dispatched, such a large-scale battle, the southern army must also be famous for its generals!

Lan Jiuming really wanted to follow and take a look, but his passing through in broad daylight would inevitably cause alarm, so let's wait, it's going to be dark!

Three hours later, the army of the Shadow Legion came back, in the afterglow of the setting sun, it looked a little desolate, Lan Jiuming probably counted, it should be about 10,000 people, "It seems that the combat effectiveness of the Southern Army is not bad!"

Lan Jiuming was sighing at a high place, and suddenly found a person among the prisoners of war of the Shadow Legion!

"Xiaoyue?" Lan Jiuming's nerves suddenly collapsed, "How could she be captured?"

At this time, a big man who looked like a general came from the Chinese army Pegasus, he was holding a spear, holding the head of the gun against Wei Xiaoyue's neck, and said in a loud voice: "Princess Xiaoyue, what should I do with you?"

"Wu Feilong, you would rather sacrifice the lives of soldiers than catch me, how to deal with it, you must have planned it in your heart!"

"It's not a loss to be the princess of the Eastern God Department, I can still be calm and relaxed at this time, admire!"

Wu Feilong flew off his horse and said to his subordinates: "Send her to my tent in a moment!"

After speaking, he continued to rectify military affairs, and Wei Xiaoyue was tied with his hands behind his back and pushed into Wu Feilong's camp.

About half an hour, Wu Feilong took off his armor and entered the camp tent, he looked at Wei Xiaoyue and said, "Princess Xiaoyue, I haven't seen you for a few years, but she has become more beautiful!"

Wei Xiaoyue ignored him, Wu Feilong didn't mind, "This war has been fought for so many years, it should be over!"

"As long as the Southern Army still has a breath, it will fight to the end!"

Wu Feilong smiled proudly, "Now that the rebels are at the end of their crossbows, today I folded 10,000 elites to catch you, Yang Cang's old thing will definitely be in chaos, I expected him to come to rob the camp tonight, I have already laid a trap, just wait for him to jump!"

"Old Marshal Yang won't be fooled!"

"I know him better, he will definitely come tonight!" Wu Feilong looked at Wei Xiaoyue, "As for you, wait until I catch your younger brother Wei Xiaofeng and hand it over to His Royal Highness King Dongming!"

"You're no match for Xiaofeng!"

"He is indeed very powerful, but the battle between the two armies is not brave, after tonight, Wei Xiaofeng is alone, I will let him experience despair a little bit!"

Wu Feilong was very confident, he felt that as long as Yang Cang came to rob the camp, the war for many years might take a turn tonight, "Do you know why I put you in my camp?"

Wei Xiaoyue asked, "Why?"

"My soldiers haven't touched a woman for more than a year, and if you put it in a prisoner of war camp, I'm afraid you won't live until dawn!"

Wei Xiaoyue thought of those pairs of eyes, and felt a little frightened in her heart, "Do I want to thank you?"

"If you weren't the niece of His Royal Highness King Dongming, I would have ...... you a long time ago."

Before he finished speaking, suddenly a herald made an urgent report: "General Wu, it's not good, the nearby camp is on fire!"

"What?" Wu Feilong was a battle-hardened general, he was very calm, "Pass the order, the tents must not be moved, and those who violate the order will be killed!"

"Quickly find out the cause of the fire, the grain and grass battalion should send more troops to guard, the original layout cannot be changed, go and hang it on me!"

Wu Feilong put on his armor and walked out of the camp and went straight to the place where the fire started, Wei Xiaoyue tried to break free from the rope, but the rope that tied her was a palm rope, and the more she struggled, the tighter it became.

Suddenly a gust of wind blew, Wei Xiaoyue looked up and saw that Lan Jiuming was standing in front of her, she couldn't believe her eyes, until Lan Jiuming spoke: "Xiaoyue, don't move, I'll help you!"

Lan Jiuming cut the rope with his sword, and Wei Xiaoyue hugged him, "Brother Ming, is it really you?"

"It's me!"

"Every time I'm in danger, you show up in time!"

Wei Xiaoyue didn't know how to express it, he held Lan Jiuming's hand tightly and looked at him stupidly, "You put the fire?"

"Yes, Wu Feilong will find out soon, let's leave quickly!"

Lan Jiuming took Wei Xiaoyue's hand and rushed out of the camp tent, where could the surrounding soldiers stop it, the two of them set fire as they ran, and in the blink of an eye, several more camp tents were set on fire.

Maybe it was the joy of reuniting after a long absence, the two of them seemed to forget that they were in the enemy camp, and they didn't run out of the camp, but wantonly destroyed them in the camp, although the military quality of the Phantom Legion was very high, and they quickly organized a counterattack, but Lan Jiuming's light skills were too good to surround him at all, he pulled Wei Xiaoyue and flew here for a while, set a fire, and then floated there again, burned a few camps, and made a mess of this camp that stretched for hundreds of miles!

Wu Feilong was extinguishing the fire in front, and when he was in a hurry, something even worse happened to him, Yang Cang's army had been killed, he quickly organized manpower to resist, and when it was difficult to distinguish, the rear was suddenly in chaos, and the herald reported urgently: "General Wu, Yang Shaoxiong appeared in the rear of our army for some reason, and now we are suffering from the enemy!"

Wu Feilong's eyes widened, "Yang Shaoxiong, Zhou Buquan's waste, it must have been his entire rout, so he exposed my back to Yang Shaoxiong!"

He ordered the whole army to retreat, under Yang Cang's cover, Wu Feilong suffered countless casualties, all the food and grass were gone, only a few thousand people were left to follow the 100,000 army, and the rest were killed, Wu Feilong looked back at the camp, sighed, and threw himself north!