"Roar!"

The tide of the war is completely reversed.

The beast roared, and the scream fell.

The color of slaughter was as mad as purgatory.

Stones hit eggs, fire burns wood, and the river covers the dunes.

The black armor is stained with blood, and the red is gone to the bloody flowers.

A body as hard as stone, a fist as strong as a hammer, and a madness that kills. The black bears broke into the chicken pen in a group, the knife did not hurt the tendons, the gun could not penetrate the bones, the poor chickens did not have the slightest ability to resist, under the terrifying bear paws, they were torn apart, slapped into meat paste, slapped into the air, and slapped to pieces...

The reversal of the tide of battle was unexpected.

At the previous moment, the enemy was a fish and I was a knife, but at this moment, it was directly reversed into a fish and meat enemy and a knife. It took half a day for the royal army to attack Yumu Village, but the bloodthirsty attack of the three hundred northerners after the madness killed the royal army in less than a moment. Moreover, the crowd tactics of the royal army have become their biggest disadvantage at the moment...

"Bastard!"

"Aren't these brutes invulnerable?!"

"Oh no, we're fooled. ”

"Boom!"

The ripe persimmons fell to the ground one by one, the scarlet plasma splashed like water, and the ghostly light of the jade crushed bloomed like fireworks.

Seeing that the change suddenly appeared, his men and horses were killed by the enemy without any power to fight back, and the originally extremely advantageous battle situation has become a unilateral slaughter of three hundred northerners. Bai Lingyun, who was in charge of the rear army, was shocked and at the same time knew that he had been deceived. He didn't have time to think much about the northerners' rage, and thought that this was Xia Xun's killer feature that had been brewing for a long time. Xia Xun's plot was to overturn the army, and out of extreme fear of Xia Xun, he subconsciously made a keen judgment.

"Retire!"

"Withdraw!"

“......”

Bai Lingyun's choice is undoubtedly wise.

At this time, if the strong man breaks his wrist and quickly withdraws the army from Yumu Village, the royal soldiers will inevitably suffer heavy casualties, and the consequences will be unimaginable. Therefore, without hesitation, Bai Lingyun begged Long Gongzi to ring the golden bell for retreat. Long Gongzi saw the battle situation in Yumu Village very clearly, and the northerners were furious and instantly killed the corpses of the royal soldiers on the spot, and the horror of their combat power can be imagined. So Long Gongzi didn't think much about it at all, and immediately agreed to Bai Lingyun's request, and immediately issued an order...

It's just that at this time, the royal army has penetrated deep into the inner belly of Yumu Village, and now it is not easy to withdraw?

There are 8,000 people in the mountain, and there is only one trail out of the mountain, which can only accommodate several people at the same time. The mountain roads in the east and west mountains were rugged, and the cavalry could not walk at all. The drums and bells of the withdrawal rang, and the soldiers of the army were even more panicked. After all, the reversal of the battle situation was sudden, giving people the feeling that this was like a trap for Yumuzhai to ambush early. In the face of those 300 invulnerable, crazy, bloodthirsty, almost completely invincible monsters, who wants to die in vain?

The sound of gold sounded, and the royal army was in chaos.

Before life and death, military discipline was weak, and all the officers and men of the army rushed to be the first, lest they could not escape. The chaotic situation has slowed the pace of withdrawal. At this time, the fish and wood village is like an hourglass full of sand, people and horses are sand, the path is the mouth, and the east and west cliffs are along. If the royal army wants to get out of it, it can only squeeze out little by little. The people and horses in front run fast, the people and horses in the back run faster, and the people in the back crowd the people in front of them, and nearly 10,000 people crowd in the east and west mountain roads and trail exits, and the more crowded they are, the slower they become. However, the crazy northerners have an absolute advantage, how can it be so easy for you to grind?

"Whew, want to run, it's not that easy!"

"Run!"

"This is not a person, run!"

"Don't crowd, don't panic!

"Poof!" "Ahh

"Whew..."

The enemy retreated sharply, and 300 northerners pursued furiously.

Wherever there are many people, they move closer to them.

There is no skill in the moves, all of them are the roughest strokes, raising a huge palm like a mallet and tearing and sweeping into the crowd. If you slap you, you won't die, so you grab it with both hands and tear it alive. It can't be torn raw, so put it in your mouth and bite it directly.

That terrifying appearance, how can there be humanity at all?

That's just more than 300 fierce beasts, killing the world!

"Hey..."

"Amitabha, sin..."

The army was routed in an instant,

Life and death are in the two worlds of yin and yang.

Looking at the three hundred northerners who were killing endlessly, the blood rendered the inner abdomen of Yumu Village again, Xia Xun sighed with a long sigh and poured all the dishes he had just made into the ditch.

The current situation of the victory did not move him to three points, and he seemed to have smelled some truth that was deliberately concealed, and his face became gloomy and ugly. The little monk couldn't bear to see such a bloody picture, and said Amitabha Buddha and closed the curtains. Bai Xiu, Luo Jue, Maiten, Wulan, and Mo Xian were all shocked by the current situation and were speechless, and they were stunned and did not move. Only Xia Hou is the most special, and it is difficult to hide his excitement, but he glances at Xia Xun, whose face is becoming more and more gloomy, all the time, as if he is afraid of something.

"Don't panic, everyone!"

"The front army withdraws first, and the rear army is blocked at the mountain pass!"

"Whew!"

"Bang..."

"Boom, boom. ”

The royal army was defeated like a river lacking embankments, and it took more than half an hour for them to retreat before they all withdrew from Yumu Village. The three hundred mad northerners clenched on, followed all the way from the trail and the east and west mountains, and killed into the dense forest outside the wall. Xia Xun personally rang the golden bell to call people back to the village, but the pursuing northerners were already almost crazy, and they turned a deaf ear to the bell that passed the military order. They went crazy and chased all the way out of more than ten miles away, biting off a few pieces of flesh and blood from the "tail" of the royal army, killing the dozens of royal soldiers who were left behind, and then seeing that the rest of the royal family had fled, they walked out of the dense forest one after another.

And then the war ended...

And today's war is actually not cumbersome.

The sudden upheaval changed the pattern, and all that could be described was the violent madness of the three hundred berserk northerners, who killed the enemy in a gall. This was the most difficult battle in Yumu Village, and it was also the most frightening battle for the imperial forces in Kyoto.

The sun sets at dusk.

The southwest wind howled, and Araki was released.

The army retreated, and the stomach of Yumu Village was suddenly empty.

Miles of mess, corpses everywhere. Flesh and limbs, corpses and armor, soaked in blood, spread from the tent to the surrounding hills, and then from the hills all the way to the dense forest outside the Yumu Village. The soldiers of the royal family who were not dead or had been beaten were abandoned in the field, and the faint wail was like a faint wind blowing on the grassland after the fire, which made people feel more poignant when they listened.

The sound is sad, the strong man rests, and the sun falls.

The mountains are full of loess soot and ashes, and the rivers are fluttering, who knows?

Although the national examination is a battlefield of life and death, the problem cannot be solved unless the enemy dies or lives.

But the miserable scene still made Xia Xun inevitably feel a lot of compassion. He didn't want to kill, but there were many times when he had to lift a butcher's knife and cut off the trouble. When the three hundred mad northerners were chasing and killing Yumu Village, Xiahou and Fang Qingqiu also took knives in the rear, and cut off the heads of the royal soldiers who were left behind on the battlefield one by one. Even if the remnants are willing to surrender, or they have given up their qualifications for the national examination, they are still unrelenting, and the white knife goes into the red knife, and ruthlessly harvests their lives.

"Don't kill it!"

"Ah Xun..."

"I said don't kill it, can't you hear me!?"

"Uh... Well..."

In the end, Xia Xun really couldn't see it. With a black face, he stopped Xiahou and the others together with Mo Xian. Xiahou seemed to have done something unfortunate, this time he didn't even have a word to refute, and reluctantly put down the knife, which allowed the remnants of the royal family to survive and die.

"Bang Bang..."