On the plain not far from Yema Ridge, the black-armored Rongdi people and the red-clothed Yanzhou border army fought together, black and red were intertwined, and blood flowers continued to bloom in the crowd, and the head flew into the sky, and scarlet blood spurted out of the headless neck. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The battle was still stalemate, the speed of the Rongdi people was completely slowed down, and the advantage of the horses was completely lost. The Rongdi people who lost their immediate advantage were attacked head-on by the Yanzhou border army, and the two hundred people in the front were broken in half in a blink of an eye, although the Rongdi soldiers in the back were constantly pressing, but the corpses and horses with broken legs in front completely blocked the way, and the speed at which the Rongdi people relied on to become famous was completely gone.

Huang Liang was both happy and anxious in his heart.

To his surprise, the master of the Rong Di Witch Emperor Hall did not appear in this battle, and losing the sharp knife of the Witch Emperor Palace, his pressure was much less. However, the advantages of the Rongdi people in martial arts since childhood began to slowly show, and the number of casualties in the Yanzhou border army became more and more, and the team also retreated again and again, and was about to retreat to the outside of the withered leaf array.

The neighing of horses, the clash of knives and guns, the neighing of critically wounded sergeants who fell to the ground, the roars of clapping their chests and shouting to the sky, there was chaos all around.

There is no tactics, no command, no detours and battles, Huang Liang slashed forward one after another, and one after another Rong Di people fell at their feet, but there were more and more Rong Di people pouring up, it seemed endless, as long as they relaxed a little, the Rong Di people would press up.

"Mr. Xiao Huang, it's no good, the sergeants can't hold on, the Rongdi people's attack is too fierce. ”

Han Xijiu stabbed to death a black-armored general who was killed in an oblique stab with a sword, saved Huang Liang's life again, and reminded Huang Liang to speak. After fighting until now, Han Saijiu can no longer maintain the elegance of his robe and coat, the hem of his clothes is tied around his waist, the hair on his head is scattered, his body is full of scarlet blood, and there is a piece of minced meat stuck on his head that he has no time to erase it.

Huangliang's long knife slashed, forcing away a white-armored Rong Di lieutenant, dragging Zhong Shan's arm back more than a dozen steps, and getting out of the Rong Di people's encirclement.

"Zhong Shan, go, call Xiao Wang and Goudan, and light the fire for me. ”

Zhong Shan's face was covered with blood, the slender knife marks were cracked, and the scarlet flesh turned outward, hideous and terrifying. Hearing Huang Liang's arrangement, Zhong Shan didn't say a word, turned around and left. Since the brother-in-law ordered it to come down, then go and finish it, and the brother-in-law naturally has a reason to do things.

Two flames lit up in the two sections of the Dead Leaf Array, and the dead branches began to burn.

In the blink of an eye, the woods became thick with smoke, most of the battlefield was wrapped in smoke, the sergeants of the two armies who could not distinguish the direction were scurrying around, the neighing of horses intensified, and the battlefield became more and more chaotic.

"Woo woo"

Behind the thick fog sounded the dull sound of a long bull's horn, which was the horn of the Rongdi people to withdraw their troops.

The black-armored Rongdi retreated like a tidal wave, leaving corpses and stumps all over the ground. The sunset hung on the west mountain, and in the red luster, the Rongdi people retreated like a tide.

Yelu Chuxiong pressed the scimitar on his waist and hurried to the camp, and when he saw the speed, he roared angrily.

"Suha, what kind of grudge do I have with you, why don't you send the masters of the Wuhuang Palace to battle, why don't you send reinforcements, just two thousand people, a few battalions of troops, if it weren't for your speedy delay of the fighter, I would have brought the head of the main general back by now." Speed up the ......"

"Brush"

Subha pulled out the full moon scimitar in his waist, threw his hand and stuck it at Yelu Chuxiong's feet, glaring at Yelu Chuxiong with disdain in his eyes, and did not mean to explain at all.

"Roll"

Rong Di people have always been the master of whoever has the big fist, Yelu Chuxiong is not the opponent of Su Buha, he didn't dare to be angry anymore, he glanced at Su Buha hatefully, turned around and left.

"Assemble the army and continue the attack. ”

Su Buha's voice came coldly from behind.

Yelu Chuxiong's head was hot, and he turned around and was about to draw his knife, the bastard of Subu Ha was too bullying, his own people suffered heavy casualties, and he had to continue to fight as soon as he was torn off.

"The detached wood flower has been folded in the Wolf's Claw Gorge, Mu Huasheng has been dragged in the Tiger Ridge, and a master of the Witch Emperor Palace has already killed the Wolf Claw Gorge, Yelu Chuxiong, if you don't want to die, press the people on me, and when the people from the Witch Emperor Palace come back, I will immediately make up for you." ”

Su Buha said coldly, his tone as cold as the ice lump of the cold winter wax moon. Yelu Chuxiong was defeated and retreated, and most of the army was lost, and Su Buha was completely angry.

Yelu Chuxiong turned around and left, catching up with the Yanzhou army may not necessarily die, now facing the angry Su Buha, it will definitely die, it is better to go and hunt down the Yanzhou army.

Yanzhou Army

Huang Liang urged everyone to throw away everything they could, keep only weapons and basic rations, and travel lightly.

Although they escaped their lives this time, the Rong Di people have finished resting, and they will soon be pressed up, and if they want to survive, they must catch up with the front army as soon as possible and merge together.

"General, your sword skills are so good!"

Xiao Wang, who was walking next to Huangliang, scratched his head and said, his tone was full of envy. On the battlefield just now, Huang Liang saved Xiao Wang's life, so Xiao Wang is now very respectful to Huang Liang and directly calls Huang Liang a general.

Huang Liang supported Zhong Shan and tried to speed up his travel. In this battle, although the Rongdi people were repulsed, the sergeants in the army suffered heavy deaths, with nearly one-third of the number of soldiers reduced and countless serious wounded.

"I use the saber fourteen style, Xiao Wang, as long as you work hard, you will definitely be better than me!"

Huang Liang said in a heavy tone.

"Saber Fourteen Style!"

Captain Zonglei's tone was surprised, he looked at Huang Liang and asked, and his tone was completely unconcealable.

The fourteen styles of the saber are the most basic martial arts in the army, all the sergeants have practiced, and the sect has also practiced, although the level is not high, but they can still recognize the fourteen styles of the saber. But there were many moves that Huang Liang used just now that he didn't know, and they were also saber fourteen styles!

"General, have you completed the fourteenth style of the saber?"

Zong Lei asked tentatively, the fourteenth style of the saber started in the army, but the person who summarized it was a little illiterate, and the martial arts were not high enough, and the cheats sorted out were a little unsmooth, and now it was displayed in the hands of Huang Liang, and it seemed that there was a little more indescribable feeling.

"Yes"

Huang Liang said indifferently, quickened his pace, and while urging the army to move quickly, he replied to Zonglei's words.

"General, you are really a master of sword skills, and if you can perfect the fourteen styles of the saber, you must be a master of the sword path. Although Master Sun is also a master of the sword, he is not good at writing, the cheats sorted out are not good, Lao Tzu almost sprained his foot when he practiced, you said that Lao Sun was not well organized, and he refused to admit it as a bastard. ”

"The general turned out to be a master of the sword, and the saber fourteen style was saved. ”

The uninjured sergeant began to talk loudly, his tone full of envy.

"What nonsense, my brother-in-law has only been practicing swords for a few days, how did he become a grandmaster!"

Zhong Shan pointed to a few sergeants and said, his tone full of ridicule.

"How many days have you been learning knives?"

A group of people were stunned, looking at Huang Liang dumbfounded, the fourteen styles of the saber are obscure, this young general who has only practiced swords for a few days not only completed the fourteen styles, but also led the army to force back the Rong Di army, this young boy is too powerful, a genius boy, a genius sword master!