With a horn blowing, the 30,000 soldiers of the Central Domain began to charge, and the 30,000 soldiers of the Central Region rushed towards Lingzhou City.

Under the city of Lingzhou, 10,000 Lingzhou soldiers were ready to fight, and a battle officially began.

The vanguard officers Yang Jiao and Sun Qiran led 10,000 horses to rush forward and fight with the oncoming 30,000 soldiers.

The 30,000 soldiers of the Central Domain rushed over like a black tide, and the soldiers of Lingzhou did not show weakness, and the pioneer officer Yang Jiao lifted the snake spear and flew the head of a soldier in black armor, while Sun Qiran was holding a double hammer, one hammer, and the black armor worn by the soldiers in the Central Region was directly shattered, and the blood gushed out of the mouth of the soldiers who were hit, and they vomited blood and died.

Suddenly, from the black-pressed Central Domain Army, a big man with a long knife rushed out, and the black horse under his body galloped over, like a reckless black tiger.

This big man with a long knife was Song Liao, the pioneer of the 30,000 soldiers in the Central Domain, and he raised his long knife and slashed at Yang Jiao, the pioneer officer of Lingzhou City.

Yang Jiao's snake spear flew up, he was nicknamed Murder Jiao in the army, and the spear in his hand was like a dragon out of the water, and he threw off a few spear flowers.

Song Liao, who raised his knife and cut down, saw Yang Jiao's snake spear thrown over, and hurriedly leaned back to collect the knife and blocked it horizontally.

With a bang, Yang Jiao's snake spear hit Song Liao's knife, Song Liao pushed the knife forward, and slashed out, and the bright blade rubbed against Yang Jiao's neck.

Song Liao, who is known as the king of the big knife in the Zhongyu army, is more and more courageous, and the big knife in his hand is flying with a brush, blocking all the snake spears thrown by Yang Jiao, Yang Jiao's ancestors are all soldiers in the army for three generations, and Yang Jiao's grandfather is sitting in the boss, Yang Jiao has practiced martial arts since childhood, making a good spear method, and the Yang family spear method can be said to be better than blue in Yang Jiao's hands.

Song Liao and Yang Jiao faced each other, this fierce general who was known as the king of the big sword in the army, dragged Yang Jiao to death, Yang Jiao couldn't get out at all, the big knife and the snake spear kept colliding, and the two were inseparable.

And Sun Qiran, another pioneer in Lingzhou, had two hammers in his hands like thunder, and the soldiers in black armor still couldn't resist the bombardment of Sun Qiran's pair of hammers.

Two vanguard officers from the Central Domain rode towards Sun Qiran, one holding a snowflake broadsword in his hand, and the other holding a hook and sickle spear, murderous and killing Sun Qiran.

Sun Qiran threw a hammer violently, and the sledgehammer smashed like a meteor into Zeng Bida, who was holding a snowflake knife.

Zeng Bida crossed the knife and chest, wanting to resist this blow, but he didn't expect this hammer to come with a fierce momentum and enough strength, and he actually smashed Zeng Bida's knife body and hit Zeng Bida in the chest.

Sun Qiran originally thought that this hammer would smash Zeng Bida's chest into a dent, but he didn't expect Zeng Bida to be wearing Xuanjia, although Sun Qiran's hammer was enough to kill Zeng Bida on the spot, but the opponent's Xuanjia used the Xuanmen Technique to reduce the attack strength of the hammer by a few points.

But Zeng Bida was still hit by the hammer and the corner of his mouth spilled blood, and he fell from his horse.

After falling off the war horse, Zeng Bida supported his body with a long knife, holding the handle of the knife in some pain, and several Lingzhou soldiers came behind him, wanting to take the opportunity to sneak attack from his back.

Click! Click! Click!

Three heads rolled to the ground like ripe watermelons, and these three heads were soldiers from Lingzhou, who were cut off by a middle-aged man in Taoist robes.

The middle-aged man, holding a spear, was Wu Nanyong of Biyun Villa, the last time he fought in Dingzhou, it was Wu Nanyong who destroyed the fire crossbow on the arrow tower, and created a chance for the soldiers of the Central Domain.

Wu Nanyong snorted coldly, and with a spear in his hand, he picked out the hammer that fell to the ground, and the hammer suddenly flew towards Sun Qiran.

Sun Qiran only had an iron hammer left in his hand, and in the face of the flying iron hammer, he did not use any weapon to resist it at all, but grabbed the flying iron hammer with his bare hands.

Sun Qiran really cultivated a good hammer technique, and this person is not only infinitely powerful, but also good at using skill.

Wu Nanyong squinted at Sun Qiran, feeling that this person had two strikes, but he was not worried, although this person was superior in martial arts, he would still suffer when he encountered a cultivator.

Wu Nanyong lifted the spear, did not use the war horse, flew forward and stabbed forward, and came to Sun Qiran in an instant, a spear stabbed over, Sun Qiran already had a double hammer at this time, and the double hammer clamped hard, clamping Wu Nanyong's spear, Wu Nanyong squinted his eyes, with a cold and cold meaning in his eyes.

Sun Qiran caught Wu Nanyong's strange eyes, and secretly shouted that it was not good, judging from the experience of fighting on the battlefield all year round, Sun Qiran concluded that he would suffer a loss for this move.

Sure enough, the tip of the spear between the two hammers gave birth to a small ball of thunder gang, and the thunder gang exploded violently, Sun Qiran's double hammer was bounced away, and Sun Qiran's arms were also shocked and numb, and the pain in his arms seemed to have been cut off.

Sun Qiran pinched the horse's belly hard, and the horse under the seat galloped towards the distance, Sun Qiran wanted to avoid Wu Nanyong, he knew that this person was a cultivator, and he couldn't hold it hard, or it was the best policy to transfer the battlefield and kill a few more soldiers in the Middle Domain.

But Sun Qiran failed to do so, Wu Nanyong dodged, caught up with Sun Qiran's war horse, came to Sun Qiran, stabbed a spear, and at the same time, the tip of the spear picked out a thunderbolt and exploded in front of Sun Qiran.

Sun Qiran and his war horse were blown into a blood mist like this, leaving only two hammers that were shocked and cracked.

Wu Nanyong withdrew the spear a little tiredly, this seems to be a simple spear, but it is not simple, the power of this move of Lei Gang is three times that of usual, it is not difficult to see that Wu Nanyong's face has become much paler than before, this is the reason for the loss of mental power and mind, this move is indeed very large, killing a pioneer officer who has experienced a hundred battles with one blow, but it is also a blow that drains his mind.

A cultivator's methods may be stronger than that of ordinary martial artists, but their endurance is much inferior to that of ordinary martial artists.

The vanguard officer in the Central Domain Army, Zhang Quan, who was carrying a hook and sickle, killed people like mowing grass with a hook and sickle, clicking, and several heads fell to the ground.

has already fought about a stick of incense, the soldiers of the Central Region have lost 1,000 troops, while the Lingzhou soldiers have lost 3,000, and the 10,000 Lingzhou soldiers have 7,000 left.

There is one of the two pioneer officers left, Yang Jiao, who is called a killer in the army.

Yang Jiao continued to lead the troops to fight, and the victory or defeat was not yet divided, so he could not give up lightly, which confused the morale of the army.

However, the shape is not optimistic, the enemy army still has 29,000 troops, and there is also a cultivator with a high realm, plus three pioneer officers, Yang Jiao will definitely suffer a loss.

Just when Yang Jiao and the seven thousand Lingzhou soldiers were in deep danger, a person jumped from the city wall, the man was full of beards, holding a steel whip that had been sharpened to the edge of water, and the white teeth laughed a little silly.

The man came to the battlefield under the city, grasped the steel whip that he had sharpened for twenty years, and fought hard, one whip at a time, such as chopping melons and vegetables, chopping wood and grass.

(Sixth Senior Brother Mighty)