More than 1,000 soldiers fired arrows after the spearmen.

In an instant, three rounds of arrows had been fired.

The iron shield, under the impact of the carriage, was quickly shattered.

On the military formation outside the valley, many gaps were knocked open, some carriages were overturned in front of the iron shield due to inertia, and some carriages crashed directly into the formation.

But regardless of whether the shield was broken away or not, none of the soldiers holding the shield retreated.

Inside and outside the formation, blood splattered.

The carriage that rushed into the shield array, although the momentum was exhausted, could still plow a bloody path before the carriage came to a complete stop.

Countless infantry with the chariot rushed into the formation with the broken carriage.

These infantrymen were quickly put down their bows and arrows, and the elite soldiers who picked up their swords and guns were divided into pieces.

The gap was blocked again, and the carriage came to charge again.

In this way, in the time of one stick of incense, nearly half of the two thousand elite soldiers outside the valley have been lost, but the military formation surrounding the valley mouth has still not been broken.

The spirit of Wen Short's soldiers really shocked others.

Zhou He, who had been stationed on a high place, observing the battle, had red eyes.

The complex look of admiration and jealousy was revealed in his red eyes.

"Well, Miscellaneous Boy. ”

Stretching out his hand to cover his long beard that was blown messy by the wind, Zhou He, whose face finally showed a look of resentment, was already gritting his teeth.

"These soldiers, how did he train them!?

As soon as Zhou He's words fell, a red light suddenly pierced the sky and rushed towards him.

Facing the red mang, Zhou He didn't have time to think at all, so he instinctively lifted the long axe and jumped on the horse.

The red and yellow lights collided, the axes and long swords struck, and the sparks splashed out in all directions.

"Horn!"

The light faded, and in mid-air, Wen Short and Zhou He were both knocked away by each other.

They haven't fallen back to the ground yet.

Wen Short struck forward with his sword again, leaving a string of red-colored humanoid remnants on the trajectory of his travel.

Zhou He stood in the air, and the double-sided battle axe in his hand turned into a shadow that was difficult to find with human eyes.

"Ding~!"

Between the endless sounds, the splashing sparks, the interrupted loud sound kept echoing.

Red phantoms pierced the air, stabbing at Zhou He from all directions.

The shadow of the axe, which had not faded, turned into a pale yellow light barrier around Zhou and his body.

Sparks splash up from the light barrier.

The vitality of the short text is like fire, and the move is like the wind.

You can attack quickly and strongly, and you can also make false moves to attract axes.

Zhou He guarded the axe, but he did not dare to slack off, and he would do his best with every blow.

Therefore, even if the earth is earthy, Zhou He is gradually showing a state of exhaustion.

But this situation did not last long.

The two people who hit each other in the air will eventually fall back to the ground.

As soon as Zhou He, who landed on the ground, he immediately crossed his legs and half-squatted on the ground.

The vitality circulating in the veteran's body quickly ran along the veins.

The energy flowed towards his legs, pulling the colossal aura of the earth beneath his feet.

Huang Can's brilliance slammed out from Zhou and Zhou's body.

His feet burst with great force, and the ground that he trampled on immediately shattered.

With tremendous force, the ground on which he stepped rose and wrinkled.

The soldiers who were originally guarding Zhou He on the ground and the horses around them let out continuous exclamations as they fled in all directions.

However, most of the pro-soldiers still fell into the cracks in the ground, and then they were crushed by the earth wall that was suddenly clamped under the continuous great force.

Around Zhou He, within a range of several meters, countless earthen walls protruded.

A few meters away, within a range of more than a dozen meters, there were countless cracks on the ground.

Between the scattered gaps, only the handsome flag of Anyang County stood upright.

In the yellow color, Zhou He's expression was awe-inspiring, and he swung his axe towards the sky, and the shadow of the axe drove the huge vitality, turning into several fierce hurricanes, and easily shattered all the five sword powers stabbed by Wen Short.

With the help of the imperial power, Wen Short's figure appeared in the sky.

Looking at the ground below, Zhou He, who was covered in yellow color, looked solemnly, Wen Short's left hand quickly flipped in front of his chest, forming a phantom, making several seals in a row, and dancing with a sword in his right hand.

The shadow of the sword was flickering, and a strange howl sounded.

With a bang, red fire ignited from the tip of the sword.

The fire dances with the sword, and the tail of the fire is like a tongue.

Wen Short held the sword in front of him, and the fire on the tip of the sword gradually turned into a leopard's face.

Swinging the sword and slashing down, the afterimage of being surrounded by red fire, dragging the tail of fire in the fall like a beast's body.

Facing the red flame phantom leopard rushing in his face, Zhou He's face was full of brilliance, and the giant axe in his hand was held horizontally, and the yellow color scattered around his body converged slightly, and it turned into a state of overlapping mountains.

Holding an axe and slashing diagonally, the mountains rise from the ground.

The axes and swords met again, but this time there was no sound of two blades striking each other.

The two weapons were a foot apart, and both stopped.

In that foot, the red flame intersected with the yellow color.

The vitality is agitated, and the extreme temperature that is agitated turns into a heat wave that rushes to the sky.

Yellow and red and white mangs condense.

After a few seconds, the white glow is extremely bright.

Zhou He's hoarse roar came from the white mang.

"Drink!"

"Boom!"

The brown and yellow rays rose to the sky, and the white scorching rays collapsed and scattered.

The majestic vitality was dispersed, and even the soldiers who were fighting to the death on the distant battlefield were greatly affected.

The red light flashed over the battlefield again, the long sword entered the scabbard, Wen Short stood next to the sword, and the Dingbian County Marshal Banner stood beside him.

His long hair, tied up with hemp rope, was draped behind his back, and there was not a trace of dust on his clean face.

Nothing seemed to change, except for the flush on his face.

In front of him, the soldiers outside the valley had been reduced by more than half.

The soldiers who raised the shields and the iron shields that the soldiers raised were all destroyed.

But in front of the military formation, countless broken carriages have become a new obstacle and barrier between the two armies.

The infantry of the two sides fought each other in battle, and the remaining soldiers under Wen Short gathered together, maintaining a defensive formation behind the broken carriage.

Wen Short fought with Zhou He, and the surging vitality made the originally uneven formation of the Anyang soldiers who were rushing to kill even more chaotic.

But the battle is chaotic, and the soldiers are not chaotic.

Before the sound of Mingjin started, there were generals in the whole army after the war, and although Zhou He's soldiers were timid and took advantage of the chaos to retreat, the strength of the troops rushing into battle did not decrease slightly.

Wen Short looked at the battlefield in silence, silently watching the number of elite soldiers under his command shrink again and again.

He wanted to move, but he couldn't.

The churning disordered vitality in his body, the continuous burning pain in his chest, and the trembling arm holding the hilt of the sword made Wen feel quite embarrassed to take a step forward.

At this time, the only thing that Wen Xiao was thankful for was that Zhou He, who was fighting with him, couldn't move.

Under the banner of the painted leopard, which is still erected, Zhou He, who lunges forward and makes an axe gesture, does not move.

Even the blood that spilled from the corners of his mouth, like the cinnabar braille engraved on the stone tablet, actually stagnated.

The sideburns on his face are scattered in the wind.

On his face, which was as white as paper, his brows were tightly knit.

Zhou He's powerful blow, Wen Short dodged at the last moment.

But the battle between the two ended up being a defeat for both sides.

The wound of the short text lies in the backlash of vitality.

Zhou He's injury lies in the decay of his body.

In the war outside the valley, neither of them can intervene.

The soldiers and horses of Anyang County had already suffered heavy losses when they rushed into battle.

However, the elite soldiers of Dingbian County, who were trained by Wen Short, were about to be wiped out outside the valley.

Just when the battle outside the valley was already obvious, a series of horses' hooves and the sound of horses neighing suddenly came from the valley.

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