071 times, the front of the 10,000 horse army is still settled, crying loudly for whom

Dressed in a white robe, Gu Dulu brandished a white bone staff, the tip of which was a fist-sized skeleton, more than three feet high above the ground, dancing and singing strange songs like a convulsion. More than thirty shamans and wizards at his feet formed a semicircle that stretched forward, wielding their staffs and twisting their bodies in unison.

The sunlight on the plateau shone down, and it seemed to be strangely distorted with the dance of the staff, becoming extremely dazzling, and the rays of light continued to refract one after another, scattering out towards the opposite side. At the same time, the earth and stones on the ground in front of him also rolled up with strange tremors, and gray-black whirlpools several feet high continued to emerge, pushing forward, as if they could engulf everything in their passing.

On the opposite side, the Donghua Gate Protector Jihai led twelve disciples to form a fan-shaped sword formation, and the swords flew regularly in the air like a flower, like a strange net blocking the scattering of dazzling light.

Ming Qin, the head of the Miao Fa Sect, also stood three feet above the ground, facing Gu Dulu from a distance, and the ritual weapon sacrificed seemed to be a green smoke, and it was like a veil of green smoke. The remaining seven Mystic Dharma Sect disciples relied on the cover of the Donghua Gate Sword Formation, waving various colored ribbons at the feet of Ming Qin, like a heavenly maiden dancing together, it was beautiful, no matter what attack hit the front of the sword array, all of them were disintegrated by the invisible force.

These cultivators are not like soldiers on the battlefield to rush and fight, but to fight in formations, Jihai and Mingqin and others led their disciples not to fight hard, but to entangle this group of shamans and wizards, and let the other three flying masters go to fight Zuo Youxian. Unlike the rest of the battlefield where bones are flying every moment, there have been no casualties, at least so far.

Gu Dulu became more and more anxious, the strange singing voice in the air became more and more sharp, and the body writhed more and more like a nerve. As soon as the battle began, he could see clearly that the iron-clad heavy cavalry on both wings of the Tang army successfully outflanked and inserted into the two ribs of the Turkic army formation, while the counter-charge launched by the Turkic cavalry did not break through the frontal blade formation of the Tang army. Crossbow arrows rained down from the back row of the Tang formation, and then pushed over with the knife formation, which was very unfavorable to the Turkic army.

Gu Dulu was anxious but had no choice, although Jihai and Mingqin and the others only attacked and could not defend, they successfully entangled the shamans, and they couldn't retreat as soon as the fighting method began, otherwise the counterattack against the magic force would follow. Although Zuo Youxian's side had the upper hand, he did not distinguish the outcome of the victory.

Hundreds of thousands of troops and dozens of cultivators were fighting. The bare riverbed of the Tonggu River shouted murder and shook the sky, and corpses were everywhere. In the center of the battlefield, Zuo Youxian and the three flying masters fought in the air, and the black mist and white qi, golden light and sword, and wind and thunder piano sounds were intertwined, which was dazzling.

There is only one person who seems to be out of the matter, he is at the core of the melee of hundreds of thousands of people, even if the surrounding world has been turned upside down, he seems to be indifferent, this person is of course Mei Zhenyi.

Mei Xiaolang's arrow shook the two armies. also deeply shocked Mei Zhenyi. Falling to the ground barely saved his life, at the first moment he had mixed feelings in his heart, and he couldn't tell what it was like. When the war started, Mei Zhenyi heard the sound of shouting and killing in the sky, and suddenly there was a feeling of despair. It was as if all the spirit had been drained with the strength of the ground.

Before the crossing, he had no parents, he was an orphan who grew up eating hundreds of meals, and after the crossing, he had a high-powered, civil and military father, but he didn't even have time to say it when they met for the first time. and gave him an arrow to kill him. Onlookers can fully understand why Mei Xiaolang did that, and he can figure it out if he is as smart as Mei Zhenyi, but it doesn't mean that he can accept it gladly if it happened to him.

Zuo Youxian greeted Zhiyan and the others, flying sand and stones away, although both sides were very careful not to affect Mei Zhenyi, but as long as anyone missed a little, they could immediately take his life. Mei Zhenyi sat on the ground weakly. He couldn't do anything, as if the fight of hundreds of thousands of troops had nothing to do with him. At this time, he felt at a loss, and in his confusion, he couldn't help but think of a lot of his own master.

In front of the two armies, Mei Xiaolang was forced to give up the relationship between father and son, and an arrow extinguished his ardent expectations for many days. Who else in this world is really good to him, who will always care about him, love him, and give him the deepest guidance in his heart when he feels dazed? Mei Zhenyi thought of Sun Simiao for a moment! The numb heart woke up a little, and the earth-shattering shouts of killing seemed to be fading away, why didn't you ask Master?

Cast a spell to shield yourself from the arrow. The spell is broken. The spiritual qi was close to exhaustion, but it had no effect on the spiritual mountain heart method to be cultivated. At this moment, he felt more ethereal, and with the mental method of "like a god", he cut off the disturbance of the outer edge, and entered the manifestation of the original god, and saw Sun Simiao again in the spiritual platform.

Throughout the ages, there was only one person who had sat and practiced in the center of the battle formation where ten thousand horses rushed to kill.

"Whoever wants to kill me, who saves me? If Zuo Youxian doesn't kidnap me to the army, my father won't shoot me an arrow, but if he doesn't teach me the way to protect myself, my life will not be guaranteed." He said to make me, is it just to let me see through the vulgarity and let him go?" This was the first sentence Mei Zhenyi asked.

Sun Simiao was always so kind and kind, and Wen Yan asked rhetorically: "Did your father kill you? Did Zuo Youxian save you?"

Mei Zhenyi's heart moved: "No, I'm safe and sound, Zuo Youxian didn't make a move." ...... But that arrow, I would rather be shot by someone else, this method of protection, I would rather be taught by others. ”

Sun Simiao: "This is what you can't choose, you can't choose where you come from, you can only choose what you do, choose where you want to go." ...... You are his son, and he shot that arrow, but if you think about it, who is not the son of his parents among the hundreds of thousands of athletes under his command?...... With the eyes of a real person, there is no difference between external objects, and with the eyes of transcendence, there is no difference between one's own body and all things. ”

Mei Zhenyi: "Master, I am far from the realm of Dacheng real people, let alone the supernatural realm. ”

Sun Simiao: "It's not far, it's not far from Dacheng's real person, and that supernatural doesn't just refer to supernatural powers**, you will understand it in the future." ...... Teng'er, you are trapped in the army today, I am about to resign today, you and I can only meet in the spiritual platform, I hope you will cherish yourself and survive the catastrophe in front of you. ”

Sun Simiao in the Lingtai actually said such a sentence, the day when Mei Zhenyi was trapped in front of the two armies was also the day when Sun Simiao, who was far away in Guanzhong, died. Mei Zhenyi knew Sun Simiao's life before he crossed over, and he also knew that his old man died during this period of time. But when I heard Sun Simiao say it "in person", and at this moment, I couldn't help crying like a child: "Master, I wanted to go to see you, although some people advised me not to leave Wuzhou, but I also planned to rush to Guanzhong this month, and I didn't want to be stuck here." ”

Sun Simiao smiled and said, "Teng'er, don't cry, if you cry at this time." It's not Master and I who are crying, but yourself, you are calm and in a state of mind, you and I can see each other in the spiritual platform. ”

Sun Simiao told him not to cry, but Mei Zhenyi couldn't hold back anymore, and cried loudly, and his crying was dispersed, and Sun Simiao was not seen in front of him. It's still a battlefield turned upside down. He wept loudly in his meditation, and when he came out of his meditation, he found himself sitting on the ground also crying, which had never happened before when he was sitting still.

The feeling of detachment in the whole body just now has disappeared, and this cry is also full of energy. The four people in the sky were slightly taken aback, and then they also breathed a sigh of relief. can cry so loudly, it seems that Mei Zhenyi is fine.

At this time, the Tang army's ground blade array had already pushed across the Tonggu River, and the whizzing crossbow arrows continued to shoot into the Turkic cavalry ranks. The neighing of horses, the sound of crowded collisions, and the wails of terror echoed together, and the space of the battlefield in front of them was compressed smaller and smaller, and the left and right blade formations were soon to be encircled, and it was not far from the place where a group of cultivators were fighting.

The first person to leave the battlefield was the Zuo You Immortal who had cultivated to the highest ground.

Zuo Youxian was still at ease in the air with one enemy and three enemies, and he saw the situation on the battlefield most clearly, when the heavy cavalry of the Tang army successfully inserted into the two flanks of the Turkic army formation, and the blade position was lit up on the high slope of the opposite bank. Zuo Youxian already knew the outcome of this battle. Although the outcome has not yet been decided, the defeat of the Turks is assured.

Mei Xiaolang came prepared, not only with strict orders, skillful drills of soldiers and horses, and strong morale in battle, but also very favorable in the timing of the decisive battle, the terrain of the battlefield, the layout of the battle position, and the tactics of coordination. The 100,000 Turkic cavalry was compressed in a fan-shaped shrinking area, and the men and horses were crowded together, unable to charge, and lost their greatest advantage, and half of their troops were outnumbered by the enemy. The overall situation has been decided, and there is no way back.

Zuo Youxian is also a person who has experienced the conscription and killing of thousands of troops. It is estimated that this battle will not be known until at least before dark, even if 100,000 pigs are released in the field. It would take a lot of effort to slaughter them one by one, let alone 100,000 cavalrymen?

Zuo Youxian let out a long roar, with a wave of the meridian disk in his hand, the mixed yuan banner shook away, and the white light in the air was dazzling and then suddenly blackened, as all the light energy exploded in an instant, and as the dark curtain rose, the Kunwu sword shot out countless sharp sword rays, like a large group of colorful butterflies hovering out of a black cloud, forcing Zhiyan and the other three to retreat a few feet away.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, he put away his three-headed and six-armed body and turned into a purple qi and rushed to the sky, and Mei Zhenyi on the ground was gone. A red glow and two rays of blue light also chased Zuo Youxian and flew into the sky, turning high in the air and heading to the southeast. Zhiyan and the others didn't want to chase Zuo Youxian when they saw Zuo Youxian running away, but in a blink of an eye, they found that he had taken Mei Zhenyi away, and they immediately chased after Zuo Youxian.

As soon as he saw Zuo Youxian and the others leaving, the Jihai Protector who was presiding over the sword formation in front shouted, and the twelve flying swords of all the disciples were inserted into the ground at the same time, and there was a roar from the ground, and a large crack was opened, and the earth and stone were lifted several zhang high and flew towards the shaman's formation like a cannonball. At the same time, the sound of the qin roared in the air, and all the women of the Mystic Method Sect spread their colorful silks, and there was a dense raindrop-like hurtful sound in the air.

These cultivators have always only defended and not attacked, and once they fought back, they were so fierce, Gu Dulu's body turned a few heels in the air and almost didn't fall, and more than thirty shamans shouted in unison and tried their best to block the blow. When the smoke and dust cleared, the sound of the piano was silent, and the disciples of Donghua Sect and Miaofa Sect had already left the battlefield and quickly retreated.

The route for the cultivators to retreat was precisely in the middle of the left and right blade formations of the Tang army, and as soon as they retreated, the left and right blade formations had already been encircled and connected into one, and the sword light pushed over like snowflakes. The rain of crossbow arrows in the air immediately fell, and the crossbowmen in the back row of the Tang army launched another volley at this time, and according to the banner, they all concentrated at the forefront of the Turkic battle array, that is, the place where the shamans and wizards lined up.

Not only were there arrows shot from powerful crossbows, but many of them were cut through curved arcs and chased after Gu Dulu's figure, which was obviously not shot by ordinary archers. Gu Dulu roared and flew back, the bone staff in his hand waved, and the fierce wind swirled and swept down countless flying arrows, but two arrows were still inserted in the buttocks, and he flew backwards with injuries and fled.

Cultivators have a body of supernatural powers. Killing an ordinary person is often as easy as pinching an ant to death, but don't forget that more ants can also gnaw at an elephant. If you encounter a ferocious army ant in the tropical jungle, even the giant python covered in scaly armor will be left with only a skeleton in an instant, and the same is true for the shaman wizard trapped in front of this army of thousands of swords and arrows.

Encountering this group of wizards, the forward of the knife formation lost hundreds of soldiers, and the sergeants in the back row immediately made up for it with knives, and the formation and advance speed of the knife formation were not chaotic at all.

Suppose you encounter a battle in an open area. A few hundred sword-wielding warriors were not enough for dozens of wizards to stuff their teeth, but in front of the neat army killing array with the cooperation of countless arrows and crossbows, the wizard cast a spell and instantly knocked down three or five people, and at the same time, more than a dozen knives and hundreds of arrows also arrived. After the blade array was pushed, only a few of the shamans had time to turn around and flee into the rebellion, and most of the others were either dismantled or shot into hedgehogs.

The car book was not in the battlefield, he stayed in the Atami camp and did not come to the front line in person, and he was not very relieved to let Yuan Zhen command the army alone. Sent Gu Dulu as the overseer, and a group of shamans under Gu Dulu were originally the overseers. Now that the prison army is the first to escape, Yuan Zhen has no intention of fighting when he sees that the situation is not good, he doesn't want to bury all the elites of his tribe here.

If all these sturdy men are killed on the battlefield, then those old and weak women and children who remain in the Turkic tribes of the steppe desert. It is also difficult to survive alone in harsh conditions. Yuan Zhen ordered to gather the elite of the headquarters to turn the horse's head, and while the Tang army was not completely encircled, he made every effort to break out.

The boss is backwards. The whole Turkic army was in chaos, and they all turned their horses and rushed backwards to kill, just wanting to fight a bloody way out of this Shura battlefield. In confusion, the Turkic cavalry was divided into battle columns and fled backwards. At this time, the blade array separated, and the Tang light cavalry, which had not joined the battle, rushed like a torrent and rushed to the back of the Turkic cavalry, and the melee began at this time, and it had turned into a massacre.

100,000 Turkic cavalry. More than half of them were annihilated, Yuan Zhen broke through with more than 10,000 subordinates, but did not return to the Atami camp, but went to the depths of the desert in the northeast, and the remaining less than 20,000 people escaped. If it weren't for another Turkic force coming from the direction of Black Sands, it is estimated that few people would have escaped.

Che Shu originally planned to take over from the flank of the army in Black Sand City, wanting to defeat Mei Xiaolang's army in one fell swoop, but Mei Xiaolang suddenly waved his troops forward. The big war is ahead. When the 30,000 horses arrived. The Yuanzhen army has been defeated. An encounter began again the next morning, and the pharyngeal face could not resist the Tang army. At this time, the road back to Black Sand City was cut off again, and the only way to gather the remnants of the army was to retreat to the Atami camp.

But Mei Xiaolang did not immediately wave the army to fight again, the battle of Tonggu River, and the next day encountered a battle of the pharyngeal cavalry, although the enemy was killed countless but the casualties of the Tang army itself were not small, the men and horses were tired and needed to rest, and at the same time mobilized the reserve army to replenish. So they divided their troops and stationed them in camps, forming an encirclement posture against the Rehai naval camp in Chebook, only to prevent the Turks from escaping.

The third battle began on the seventh day after the engagement, and Wang Fangyi first led his heavy cavalry to defeat the Rehai naval battalion. The stunned general charged at the front, was hit by an arrow in his left arm, and even drew his sword to cut off the shaft of the arrow, still holding a lance in one hand to kill the enemy position, Mei Xiaolang then covered the army and killed, and the Turkic forces around Atami were all wiped out, and more than 20,000 of them surrendered as prisoners.

At that time, under the desperate protection of a team of guards, Che Shu wanted to break through along the north shore of Atami, but was caught up by the Chinese army led by Mei Xiaolang.

In a war of hundreds of thousands of troops, it is very rare for the commander of one side to die directly at the hands of the commander of the other side, and it is also rumored to be a good story in the army. This battle also left another good story, when the big victory, Mei Xiaolang calmly disclosed that it was indeed his son Mei Zhenyi who was tied in front of the Turkic array that day, so the story of this "shooting before the battle" was talked about, and everyone who heard it admired and praised Mei Xiaolang.

Hearing these praises, his heart was bitter, painful and helpless, and Mei Xiaolang could only chew alone.

Regardless of whether Mei Zhenyi is dead or alive, of course Mei Xiaolang wants to pursue his whereabouts, I heard that Mei Zhenyi was taken away by Zuo Youxian, and several flying masters also followed and chased, everyone was relieved that he should be able to save the little boy. It is said that some people heard the young master of the Mei family crying on the battlefield, and he was full of anger, but he was unharmed. Many people can't figure out that such a powerful arrow didn't shoot Mei Gongzi to death, is it possible that the gods will bless it?