At the critical moment, a big foot and red mud-stained combat boots kicked on the side, which were imprinted on the chest of the spear-wielding man. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 With a terrible howl, the spear, along with the body of its master, flew upside down.

Before Yan Linyu could see who rescued him, the companion who saved him stumbled and fell to the ground because of too much force, and several long knives appeared in a blink of an eye, cutting them to death.

"Ahh

Yan Linyu was furious, his heart was excited, and he finally regained his strength again, roared and pounced, the sound of the knife was sad, and he slashed all the enemies one by one.

"Kill, kill, kill......"

On the battlefield, either you die or I die.

Even if you are lucky enough to survive, the death of your comrades and brothers will become a deep nightmare in your heart that you can't erase.

The Crimson Army is a madman.

In the face of the besieging officers and soldiers, they launched a frantic attack, forgetting their lives and death, cruel and ruthless, as if they had no regard for their own casualties.

All the officers and troops were overwhelmed by the dense and almost endless enemy.

No one knows how many comrades-in-arms have fallen, how many comrades still exist, and the intensive fighting, even the gaps that make people glance elsewhere, are not worthy of the slightest.

There were hoarse screams in his ears, war drums were roaring, and almost all of the officers and soldiers of Longyuan were becoming numb. Little by little, they slowly lost the strength to fight and the confidence to win.

In the face of such an enemy, everyone will gradually have doubts: Is this really fighting against ordinary bandits?

The Red Striped Army, with the gentle area south of the hill as the main attack, launched an offensive like a tide. Let the officers and soldiers who are stubbornly defending the high ground not have the slightest respite.

Who's holding on?

Who's going to crash first?

"Knock-knock......"

The war drums, suddenly and rapidly, the sound waves were transmitted, and the red lines of all the red stripes of the army were faintly flickering.

The red-striped soldiers, who were attacking all directions, suddenly stopped attacking, retreated one after another, and regrouped.

Hmmm――

After receiving a respite, all eyes involuntarily turned to the target they were facing, looking for the reason.

That's, such a sparse figure......

I saw that on the battlefield, the Longyuan officers and soldiers who were originally guarding the middle road fell one after another after countless enemy impacts, and in the end, there were only a few people left, struggling to stand.

They were scattered among each other, alone, empty, some sluggish, some stubborn, standing among the mountains of corpses.

"Ah......h

The officers and soldiers on the left and right flanks naturally found the danger at this moment without orders. They used all their strength, raised their weapons, and desperately sprinted towards their extremely thin Chinese comrades.

It's too late......

The Red Striped Army regrouped, gathered more powerful forces, and rushed straight to the opposite side.

As long as it blows, it will inevitably break through the encirclement and reveal the vitality of hope.

On the hill, the shouting of killing is higher in an instant, and the sky is shattered.

Yan Linyu, who was the first to react, was rushing towards the center, and at the same time he looked around a little dazedly.

He had already discovered that the consequences of the Chinese army's excessive consumption had become an irreparable flaw, and once it was broken through by the Red Army, the siege would inevitably collapse.

Time.

For the rescue of the wings, to fill the holes, they need time!

Yan Linyu suddenly stopped, turned to the subordinates behind him, and roared loudly: "Brothers, kill with me!"

"Kill—"

The subordinates who followed him from birth to death did not hesitate, followed Yan Linyu, turned their heads one after another, and pounced diagonally towards the red-striped soldiers who rushed towards him.

"Boom-"

The violent collision was really a tragic close-quarters encounter.

The roar of that moment surpassed the drums of war, surpassed the human voice, and resounded throughout the battlefield.

The collision of flesh and flesh, the cracking of bones and bones, the muffled sound of weapons piercing the body, the shouts of killing, the roar, and the roar of dying all converge into a tragic and cruel, battlefield sound.

At this moment, Yan Linyu was in the middle of it, but he couldn't hear any sound.

Because of his will, unprecedented concentration. Focus on the brutal anger, on the tragedy of the battlefield, on the firm faith...... Ultimately, focus on the enemy in front of you.

One by one, he used his whole body as a weapon to break through all obstacles.

If the enemy is like a forest, he will cut off the wood, and if the enemy is like water, he will cut off the stream.

One enemy after another was smashed and killed by the strength of the sword, and Yan Linyu actually produced an unprecedented clarity in the process of rapid advance.

I see......

The letter is pure, and the sound is clear.

With my thoughts, I will break the mortal cry.

The surrounding bloody breath, like a cloud of smoke, was swept by an invisible wind, across the river valley, forming a sound wave, slowly condensing.

Yan Linyu was on the battlefield and comprehended the way to break through the sound.

The battlefield is tempered, so the cultivators are willing to go, because of the line of life and death, step by step, the best way to eliminate distractions and purify the mortal heart. If there is enough accumulation and pure wisdom, it will always improve.

Of course, breaking through the realm and appearing on the battlefield is really extremely risky, and there is nothing to lose, and the gains outweigh the losses. It is very rare to see orthodox monks do this, and more often than they are wandering and helpless casual cultivators, looking for this extreme path.

Now, for Yan Linyu, the matter has come to this, and the time is also fate. It can be said that as long as he can survive this war, there will be another True Sound Monk in the world.

All the sounds will be internal, Yan Lin's words will gradually have no sounds, and his movements and demeanors tend to be instinctively mellow.

With a knife, he held up the oncoming spear, broke the spear, and slashed into the throat of the enemy.

After slashing, the enemy just raised the long knife, and immediately spurted blood and retreated.

Several black guns arrived, Yan Linyu's feet moved lightly, and in a few steps, he flashed, shook his hand, and killed another enemy.

Rusi shuttled back and forth, his bravery and identity became more and more conspicuous, and he began to provoke more and more red-striped soldiers.

If one person can't do it, it's two, five, ten......

Suddenly, Yan Linyu felt a sense of weakness.

Breaking through the battlefield is extremely dangerous, and the slightest negligence is a life of death.

If you can forget your surroundings, you will naturally be at ease and bold and practice slowly, but when you are in danger, you will inevitably be tense and exhausted, and you must not relax in the slightest.

Such a requirement is extremely difficult, and ordinary mortal qi realms, no matter how strong they are, they have no lasting ability.

Several spears struck again, the sword light trembled violently, and after Yan Linyu broke open the spear, he could no longer stand unsteadily, and staggered back.

When the enemy saw the cheap, his eyes lit up and he desperately attacked forward.

Yan Linyu resisted several moves, and finally stagnated for a moment, and was overturned and fell to the ground.

Seeing several weapons, followed by the cold light, Yan Linyu closed his eyes helplessly and tiredly, but his heart was unwilling, calm as water.

Even when he was dying, the mystery of Yin Xiu was still hovering in his mind, and he couldn't bear to give it up.

Chaowen said, it is okay to die at night......

"Hum—"

At this moment, a sword groan, whistling through the air, like a dragon going out to sea, rolling the wind and clouds, the battlefield is almost silent.

Yan Linyu fell to the ground, but he didn't feel the pain, he immediately opened his eyes and looked at where the sword chant came from.

A silver rainbow hung in the sky, the sound was bursting, and the goal was exactly where it was.

And the surrounding red-striped soldiers, like a lightning strike, stood in place, stiff and unable to move, but their faces were distorted, trembling with the red lines, constantly changing, as if they were experiencing something.

Yan Linyu looked at Yinhong and saw a red-haired young man, riding on a green ox in a dashing manner, his eyes were as clear as jade, as deep as the sea, looking at himself from afar.

For some reason, Yan Linyu's heart jumped suddenly, an inspiration flashed, and endless insights floated through his heart, he had been silent before, and all the accumulated spiritual energy moved, and suddenly boiled.

"Kill—"

There was a long howl, and the sound exploded like thunder.

With Yan Linyu as the center, a surging momentum rose violently, and the four sides swayed. The surrounding red-striped soldiers, who couldn't help themselves, were all violently disintegrated, screaming again and again, and flying away.

And Yan Linyu himself, his limbs were wide open, and the sound of a long whistle seemed to form an invisible force, lifting him off the ground, and he was very strange.

The sound of breaking the mortal, the shout of thought!

The entire battlefield seemed to have broken through because of this, and there was a pause for a moment.

"Uhhh

The sound of a trumpet pierces the silence.

The lightning broke the enemy, and the wolf army, which was rushing from a long distance again, swarmed and shouted to kill, rushed up the hill and penetrated into the river valley.

The brief silence before was replaced by the never-ending sound of the battlefield.

"Uhhh

Xiao Yu's figure fell to Yan Linyu's side, fluttering like a pine, guarding like a mountain, quietly guarding this, and actually entering the same way on the battlefield.

The wolf army star brought his subordinates to help, and the situation of the official army, which was originally crumbling, has since reversed and made a strong comeback.

The red-striped army assembled in the middle of the road was first attacked by Yan Linyu and then attacked by the wolf army, and immediately collapsed.

They did try their best to resist, but in the face of the wolf cavalry, they were like long grass washed away by a flood, and they could only be swept away.

Yan Jun ran with the wolf army star, the sword light was like a match, and it moved with a buzzing sound, sweeping through the enemy who was blocking.

Yan Linyu, who was famous for his early years, was promoted to the level on the battlefield, which not only made him feel taken for granted, but also full of emotion.

Practice, practice, all kinds of paths, a thousand breakthroughs. But self-firmness and understanding of beliefs are the only fundamentals.

Above the river embankment was the defensive convoy of the Red Army.

The wolf army was in a state of great strength, and went straight to the convoy.

"Whoosh ......"

The rain of arrows from the Red Striped Army immediately met the enemy on horseback.

"Dismount!"

The orders of the wolf army star were issued in time, and in such a terrain, the infantry was more effective than the cavalry.

The fierce and bloodthirsty alien cavalry turned into fierce and brave warriors on the ground, and they pounced on the convoy with swords and shields.

Du Luth took his subordinates, flew off his horse, took the lead, and rushed into the convoy.

"The eldest sister is so fierce!"

Ji Fei didn't like the battlefield, but he still didn't resist destroying the convoy.

His fists were like hammers, smashing and smashing in the convoy, and with his steel and iron bones, he was unscrupulous.

"Whoosh-"

Two figures crossed Ji Fei's head and plunged into the convoy.

"Tsk," Ji Fei looked at their backs, the corners of his mouth twitched, "These two newcomers don't know how to respect the old and respect the virtuous, what kind of limelight they are stealing......"

Xiao Yi and Lin Zheye would not easily show up in front of people, but Xiao Yu guarded Yan Linyu and sent them to help.

The swords of the two people, as fast as lightning, moved and turned in the narrow space of the convoy, like a fish in water, like a ghost.