The Wuhuang Palace is a martial arts sect in the depths of the grassland, which has cultivated countless masters for Rong Di, and is the main minions of Rong Di's attack on the Wen Dynasty. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoIn order to cooperate with the attack on the Wen Dynasty, the Wuhuang Palace specially researched the battle formations used for battlefield attacks, piercing and chiseling formations, and crane marching arrays, which were great in the battlefield.

When the Wen Dynasty's military generals mentioned the Wuhuang Palace, they all gritted their teeth, without it, too many Wen Dynasty people had died in the hands of the Wuhuang Palace.

The fighting on the battlefield continued, the sound of swords and guns clashing was endless, the piercing sound of long knives slashing into bones was constantly sounding, and screams and muffled snorts could be heard at any time. Blood was spilled all over the ground, and there were fighting sergeants and severed limbs everywhere, and the Yanzhou army began to retreat, and the battle situation reached the moment of life and death.

The people of the Witch Emperor Hall were all dressed in black robes, and the two people led by them raised their hands, and the black-clothed people behind them rushed forward, and the two of them were in front, forming a shape like a sharp loss, and collided head-on.

When it was time to decide the outcome of the battle, the masters of the Wuhuang Palace finally arrived, and the samurai led by him wanted to destroy the Yanzhou army in one fell swoop with the chisel array.

Captain Bai slashed through the black-armored warrior who was blocking the way with a knife, his body swayed, shuttling through the battle group like a butterfly wearing flowers, and after killing a black-armored warrior with a backhand, he arrived behind Han Sai's wine, and his tone was hurried.

"My lord, the people from the Witch Emperor Palace are here, let's withdraw. ”

Han Xijiu turned his head and glanced at Captain Bai, and saw that Captain Bai was covered in blood, his white robe and white armor had almost turned into blood armor, and his face was a little pale, but he didn't speak, and turned to look at Huang Liang.

His meaning is very clear, now Huang Liang is the main general, and he will not take the idea for Huang Liang.

Huang Liang clenched the steel knife in his hand and looked at Feng Cheng, who was rushing over, and a trace of worry flashed on his face. Before sending troops, Huang Liang had already preset a plan to meet the masters of the Witch Emperor Palace.

With Han Saijiu as a shield, supplemented by General You, Captain Sun, and Captain Li as the flanks, block the front arrow formation, and then use the archer as a sword to shoot a wide range and shoot to death this group of third-rate masters.

The Wuhuang Palace is subordinate to Rong Di, and there is no own classification method for the masters in the faction, but simply quotes the classification method of the Central Plains martial arts. Most of the disciples of the Witch Emperor Hall who participated in the battle array attack were third-rate masters, and among the dozens of Witch Emperor Hall battle arrays, there was likely to be a disciple of the Witch Emperor Hall who could reach the level of a second-rate master.

This group of Witch Emperor Hall disciples should have the highest cultivation level of no more than a third-rate, and if they fight alone, Huang Liang may also win against some of them, but after forming a battle array, Han Saijiu does not dare to say that he can escape under the battle array.

"Cloth Iron Bucket Formation. ”

Huang Liang said a word to Zhong Shan beside him, and Zhong Shan immediately turned around and roared.

Under Zhong Shan's organization, a group of soldiers who had been trained in advance quickly gathered and formed a formation of iron bucket formations, with long spears and wooden shields erected, forming a formation like an iron pass.

Huang Liang secretly regretted, but unfortunately most of the sergeants were now in the battle formation, unable to move, and could not form a large iron bucket formation, otherwise he was completely sure that with this formation, he would capture and kill Yelu Chuxiong in one fell swoop, and destroy this Rong Di team.

The black-robed Witch Emperor Hall disciples led by him saw the wooden shield and the spears standing in the forest, and a look of disdain flashed in their eyes. These Central Plains people, wearing half-body armor, only a few pairs of wooden shields, a dozen spears, no, a dozen short guns, want to break through the arrow formation, it's really a fool's dream.

"Kill"

An earth-shattering roar sounded in the Blade Array, and the formation formed by more than twenty Witch Emperor Hall disciples was wrapped in infinite murderous aura and crashed into the iron bucket formation that had just been formed.

The black-robed man got closer and closer, and the disdain in the eyes exposed outside the veil was clearly visible, and with one more breath, the scimitar of the Witch Emperor Hall could slash at the wooden shield.

Huang Liang squinted, judging the distance, and suddenly spoke.

"Fifteen Steps Ahead"

"Cast"

With the roar of yellow sorghum, the sergeant in the iron bucket formation raised his short spear, and the next moment, more than a dozen javelins were thrown out and landed fifteen paces in front of the formation.

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

The javelin shrouded the front of the sharp arrow array, and most of them were knocked away by the disciples of the Witch Emperor Palace, and only two disciples of the Witch Emperor Hall were caught off guard and were shot by the javelins, deviating from the battle formation.

"Ten Steps Ahead"

"Cast"

Huang Liang continued to direct the soldiers to throw guns, and this time, the soldiers who were trained to throw guns each carried five javelins and had five chances to throw. After a calibration of the guns, the second time the sergeants threw javelins more accurately, and this time a full six disciples of the Witch Emperor Hall were shot and broke away from the battle formation.

"Eight Steps Ahead"

"Cast"

Huang Liang continued to command calmly, and his tone did not show the slightest smugness or loss.

Han Saijiu and Zhong Shan's palms next to him sweated, and Captain Bai was even more nervous and wanted to open his mouth several times, but each time he was worried about disturbing Huang Liang's judgment of the distance, and he didn't dare to speak. Seeing the success of the javelin, several people breathed a sigh of relief, according to the previous drill, the last two throws are the most effective time.

"Calibration, fifteen steps ahead, throw. ”

Huang Liang accurately shouted out the distance according to the arrangement during the drill.

The disciple of the Witch Emperor Palace, who had dodged two javelin shots, was stunned for a moment, wasn't it already eight steps, how could it have become fifteen steps again, what was the situation?

The next moment, the javelin wrapped in internal force shot from mid-air, and the stunned disciple of the Witch Emperor Hall still blocked the javelin according to the strength that had been judged, and the scimitar in his hand suddenly sank, far exceeding the power of the previous two times was transmitted through his expression, the scimitar was shattered, and the javelin was inserted into the wide open chest.

"Puff"

The sound of continuous javelins piercing into the body rang out.

This time, eleven people were shot, and in addition to a disciple of the Witch Emperor Hall with excellent fate, only the two leaders of the Witch Emperor Hall were still standing.

"Good, good strategy, good battle!"

Han Xijiu slapped Huang Liang's shoulder hard, his face was full of smug joy, and he pulled off several beards without realizing it.

"With just a few dozen sergeants, two sergeants from the third-rate masters, you can wipe out a Witch Emperor Palace's chiseling formation team, good boy, well done. ”

The disciples of the Wuhuang Palace were extremely hated by the Wen Dynasty's civil and military forces, but they had never had an effective way to deal with it, and now they saw that Huang Liang had wiped out a powerful battle formation composed of more than 20 third-rate masters just by relying on dozens of soldiers who were not in the middle of martial arts, how could he make Han Saijiu unhappy.

The hundred lieutenants jumped to their feet and applauded, the battle between the Beida Battalion and the Rongdi people, if it weren't for the battle formation of the Yanling faction that was defeated by the battle formation of the Wuhuang Palace, how could the Beida Battalion be defeated like this, more than half of the sergeants were killed and wounded, the captain lost seven or eight out of ten, and even the main general was seriously injured. Unexpectedly, the sergeant who made thousands of brothers in the Beida camp hate and scolded him to death like this.

Zhong Shan looked at the excited Han Saijiu and Captain Bai strangely, what are these two people excited about, the brother-in-law is very powerful, and it is not a piece of cake to clean up these black clothes.

The disciples of the Witch Emperor Hall on the opposite side fell into a stupor, looking at the disciples lying on the ground wailing in amazement, their faces were full of bewilderment, my disciples of the Witch Emperor Palace, when did I become a weak chicken who could not afford to fight!

"Get Up"

He rushed forward and kicked a junior brother, scolding in his heart for being a waste, bastard, just lying on the ground and pretending to be dead after being shot, he could see it clearly, he just scratched the oily skin, how could he not be pierced through his chest, how could he lie on the ground and not get up.

"Poof"

The senior brother who had been kicked by him spurted out a mouthful of blood, blood came out of his nostrils and eyes at the same time, looked at him deeply, and fell to the ground, motionless.

"Seven holes bleed!"

"You poison your weapons, you despicable!"

He pointed at the yellow sorghum, and his anger almost erupted, and he cursed angrily.

Huang Liang glanced at him contemptuously, his face full of sarcasm in capital letters.

"****, don't be poisonous, how did our group of weak chickens do it over you martial arts masters. ”