Standing on the beacon tower, the two major knots saw that the periphery was loosened, and there seemed to be an undercurrent rushing to the west. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

In the distance, the Turkic coalition formed another ring formation, which was not large, and seemed to trap a few figures.

Zhang Zhongliang and Xiao Song glanced at each other, but they didn't know who it was. Probably scattered remnants, right?

They felt powerless to help. He could only insert two flags in the cracks of the adobe bricks, and ordered the two thousand remnants of the audience to take the opportunity to shrink and breathe.

......

"It's too big-" Du Yuan broke the face of the hostage in his hand and looked at it carefully, "Who are you?

The all-human language pack that Dan Lao loaded worked, and he spoke this Old Turkic language very slippery.

The soldier looked at death as if he were at home, "I, Ashina Chakma, the Great Turkic Suli Khan personally followed Hu! The Zoroastrian holy envoy used the immortal method to shift his form in the air, and I can suffer on behalf of the Khan, which is the supreme glory of the family!"

The one in Zhang Liao's hand was dressed as a Tibetan soldier, but his expression was no different from the former, and he was all extremely proud.

The two young men of the 21st century looked at each other, and Zhang Liao was the first to speak, "Zoroastrianism...... Zoroastrianism again. When Pusila and I had just fallen into the Tang Dynasty, we met a Zoroastrian under the king of Khotan in Anxi, who was holding a golden ring that could focus on the sun and attract fire. It's amazing...... However, I later heard from Pusira that he died under General Pei's sword. ”

"It seems that Zoroastrianism has infiltrated the surrounding area of the Tang Dynasty very strongly!" Du Yuan sighed, "The Khotanese people reuse it, and the Turks also reuse it...... This sect really has a set, and it's actually ...... We're holding it up. There are hidden dragons and crouching tigers in the army, and there are also many strangers!"

Zhuzhu stepped back to the two of them, "Don't beep, what should I do now?"

Zhang Liao and Du Yuan threw out the hostages in their hands in unison - both fell into the enemy formation.

"What are you doing?" the two of them stared.

"Ordinary soldiers, it's useless to keep them. Zhang Liao patted the dust on his hands.

"Then you can kill it and lose it, and you can fight for a while with less effort!"

"Hehe, it's not bad for these two. Zhang Liao straightened his waist and looked around, quite a heroic momentum that looked at the world.

Du Yuan was infected by him, and he also laughed. "Okay—let's kill today!"

Zhuzhu couldn't help them, so he said with a bitter face, "Don't beg me to escape later...... Under the limited mana, it is impossible to escape a few steps away with two large living people to cast spells in a row......"

Toot-toot-toot-

The horn sounded in a hurry, and the coalition forces attacked.

The three of them were like three ants on the turbulent sea, immediately drowning in the roaring tide......

Simalan was rescued by the Apostles of Light teaming up to cast a spell, and was in shock. At this moment, he had just relieved himself, and he didn't have time to praise Arcade and his parishioners, so he just yelled and urged his troops and horses to attack!

Suli Khan was as furious as he was. For the Turks, it was a great shame to be captured, even for a short time. Under his beckoning, the Turkic army and the Tibetan army came side by side......

Zhang Liao rushed to the front first, forming an incomparably compact sharp arrow formation with Du Yuan and Zhuan Zhu on both sides behind him. As the main force to open the road, the big-eared thunder continues to be used non-stop!

He opened his arms to the left and right, alternately slashing his generals, and the half-moon shaped thunder ring brushed and reaped the oncoming enemy.

Occasionally, the mana is not continued, and it is directly a real slap, and the person who is slapped by the big slap will have his tongue and teeth flying, and his face will instantly swell into a pig's head.

This kind of is a blessing - compared to the comrades who were scorched by Leifa.

With the king behind him, the ordinary soldiers pounced on him one after another as if they had been beaten with chicken blood.

Although the three Tang demons in front of him are terrifying, they are also on the path of our Bright Saint Envoy, isn't it? There is nothing to be afraid of, they are also human beings, and they are only human! Military merits are limited, slaughter one and send it, thousands of cattle and sheep, thousands of acres of pasture - rob it!

Du Yuan pinched the sword earrings and followed Zhang Liao. Eliminate the people who slip through the net one by one with the point shooting method. Targeted elimination of the most threatening person to Brother Liao.

Instead of focusing on the threat behind him. His ghostly body technique worked, burrowing under the belly of the cavalry horses that caught up, and a fish-gut sword stabbed at vital points - both human and horse.

The so-called vital points include all weak and vulnerable parts, and the lower yin and chrysanthemums are preferred...... This made the pursuers so miserable that even the horses wept.

This arrow, without feathers and shafts, pierced tens of thousands of troops, and the direction - that lonely beacon smoke.

The movement speed is not fast, because there is almost no one-on-one time, and every second is faced with multiple threats from different directions of dismantling.

But the footsteps did not stop, and they always arched forward foot by foot.

Grid, knock down, step over the corpse, grid, knock down, step over the corpse again......

This is a trial of the Daomen Flesh Furnace in the face of the continuous siege of secular soldiers.

Less and fine versus more and flat, which is stronger?

There was no answer in a short period of time......

In the surging crowd, people were constantly thrown up by mana and fell heavily.

People roar and neigh, shout and scream, and the sound is in the ears, and the thunder and lightning are scorched, and the magic weapons are starry, and every step is terrifying.

The Turkic scimitar has a greater curvature, and the Tibetan scimitar has a longer span, which is easy to distinguish, but there is no need to distinguish. Flip it all!

The red-eyed coalition army, relying on the large number of people, charged one after another, but no one flinched!

The three lone heroes have not yet hung their colors, but their clothes have been cut through several small cuts, each of which means a death adventure that passes by.

After more than 100 big-eared thunderbolts, Zhang Liao had some mana overdrawn, so he simply pulled out the white long whip on his waist and threw it forward.

His well-made bearded leather robe was already mottled with blood. The thin layer of oil secreted by the agitation on the face is mixed with the sand and dust in the wind, forming a protective layer, similar to a volcanic mud mask.

Du Yuan's self-selected chivalrous costume was black, and although there were blood marks, it was completely invisible. His hat had been blown to his back by the wind, and if it weren't for the strap on his chin, he would have been gone.

His way of pinching the earrings is a little girly, after all, the magic weapon is too small, and those who don't know it think it's an embroidery needle.

He didn't want to be mistaken for the reincarnation of Jin Lao's "Undefeated East", so he tried to open and close as much as possible, forcibly increasing his heroic spirit - but the effect was limited.

Zhuzhu does not have a refining body, and his Ding Furnace is a standard printed version of the underworld. The prototype refers to his physical body before his death, but the function is simple. For example, sweating, tears,, peeing, etc., are all omitted. Only the cold-blooded and fierce that a killer should be.

He hasn't fought this kind of battle yet. In the past, when I went out on a mission, I planned and then acted, and most of them were killed with one hit. If not, retreat to the dark and wait for the opportunity to come out again.

There is obviously no way back at the moment, of course he can give full play to the advantages of the big ghost and escape alone. But he has another advantage from the underworld, and that is - not afraid of death.

Death, for a thousand-year-old ghost, what is it?

Let's fight. Let's fight......

This asymmetrical battle has lasted for two pillars of incense, and a bloody road has only advanced a hundred zhang.

Behind the three of them is a slaughterhouse with corpses and pursuers who do not give up.

And in front of them, there was still a crowd of people with no end in sight......

Ah--it's cool, but when will we be able to kill 50,000 people? Zhang Liao's arms began to ache and numb, and he was faintly a little heavy.

He struggled to control his long breathing to replenish his blood with enough oxygen.

He knew that once his arm was too tired to lift up, that would be when his jade was broken......

Perhaps, this is simply a war beyond our strength? The other side still has the Zoroastrian masters hidden in the crowd who have not cast spells, and we- can we still kill them?

Du Yuan had the same thoughts as him. The studs had been burned hot by the constant mana, so they had to be reinserted into their earlobes, where the flesh was sluggish and less sensitive to heat.

And my wild ball fist!

With the blessing of Zhengyi Guyunbu, his legs were picked up again - much stronger than when he first came out of the rogue in the Northeast.

It's not a trick, it's a physical improvement.

During these months, he continued to reshape his body structure.

The two legs are like iron pillars, and the ligaments are also soft and thick.

It's a pity that his ontological Dao method, such as the Determination Technique, has just been used up in front of the lama array, and the cooling-off period has not passed for the time being.

At this moment, he began to envy Brother Liao's big-eared thunder, at least that spell combo was fine......

Relying on the amazing bouncing power, this pair of brothers and sisters jumped up and down, kept jumping up and down, and tossed desperately in the crowd.

Zhuzhu maintained the floor flow play, and he was old and knew how to conserve his physical strength - he was quite disdainful of the brutal play style of the two young men who opened the way in front of him.

You young you jump, jump, I'll just walk mine......

Time flowed bit by bit, and the seemingly endless killing made people sleepy.

Rest - Zhang Liao's attack speed slowed down significantly, and he sighed in his heart, the sun is over, my life is over!

The few scimitars that had been chopped in front of him could have been swept away with one whip, but now they needed two lashes to barely get their wish.

There are two more cuts on the leather robe...... Damn, Pusira will scream when she sees her-huh? Why do I think of her at this time? I think it should be from my heart......

Oh, yes, fights are Pusila's favorite, and it's normal to think of her at the moment.

Zhang Liao tilted his head to look at Du Yuan in a hurry, and was about to beckon him to transfer reinforcements from the tower, when he suddenly heard a rumbling horse's hooves on the west side, and the earth shook aggravated, and then someone on the periphery screamed in Turkic and Tibetan languages.

His language pack made him understand immediately, and the cry was clear, "The Celestial Wolf! The Celestial Wolf Army has returned—"

Zhao Yizhen!?

This old boy...... Finally figured it out?

Yes, it is indeed the Tang Western Regions Heavy Cavalry, the Sky Wolf Army.

Nine thousand heavy horsemen folded a thousand, and there are still eight thousand.

At this moment, under the leadership of Zhao Yizhen, the protector of the capital, they all lowered their bodies, flattened their horses, and galloped towards the Tutu coalition army.

Under the iron helmet, a pair of indifferent eyes transcended life and death, as if a group of black-pressed human meat harvesters were driving at full speed.

Boom –

Rushed in.

The heavy cavalry sideways into the periphery of the congested coalition army, and the junction of the two armies instantly turned red.

It was a thin mist of blood flying in the air.

The mournful screams of dying horses drowned out the groans of the dying.

Heavy cavalry raids on light cavalry are absolute crushing. Can't stop it at all!

Zhao Yizhen, who abandoned her obsession, used the flag as a gun, and rushed forward, cutting the tip through the abdomen of several people, dragging the large intestine and small intestine all the way forward.

Fresh feces are exposed to cold air, mixed with the smell of blood is disgusting.

The flying ribs and the book of flesh are written at the same time......

Yes, I figured it out, you're right! My subordinates are not dead, the Longyou Army, the Hexi Army, and the Heavenly Wolf Army all have the right to live! I shouldn't have left them and fled! I hope it's not too late for me to come!

"Datang is invincible - Anxi will win! kill! kill! kill!"

Zhao Yizhen's eyes were red, as if she had returned to the eighteen-year-old forty years ago.

At that time, he was still serving as pioneer cannon fodder under Du Xian. Almost all of his peers died in battle, and he was the only one who survived thousands of battles and eventually became a military god.

Sometimes he would teach the subordinates, "A soldier, as long as he lives long enough, is a commander." ”

Right now, he really wanted to say, "Commander, as long as you are tired of living, you can still be a soldier again!"

Looking at Zhao Daduhu, who was the first to rush into the enemy formation without fear of death, the eyes of the Eight Thousand Heavenly Wolf Army erupted with fire - the boss is still like this, what more can I ask for!?

Important things are said three times -

Kill! Kill! Kill!