The night was as cold as water, the camp of the rebel army was full of bloody slaughter, and a black torrent sent out a rolling thunderous thunder, rushing towards the center of the enemy's military tent, setting off a bloody storm along the way, and countless stumps and flesh flew sideways, as if a sharp blade was straight into the heart of the enemy.

At this time, the essence of Song Yu's eyes was flourishing, and the long sword in his hand was full of brilliance, and the long sword was blessed by true qi, and it sounded clearly. On the other side, the Heavenly Disciple General was also holding a long sword, the body of the long sword was glowing with golden light, with his bright yellow armor, coupled with a majestic and solemn aura, for a while, it was as if the sky was about to come to the world.

Although both sides are innate masters, this is a battlefield, and the soldiers are rising to the sky, permeating the heavens and the earth. True Qi can't leave the body at all, once the True Qi wants to leave the body, it will be instantly dispersed by the vast soldiers, so the two can only fight each other in short fights and fight a victory.

"Kill!" Song Yu's long sword was covered with crystal true qi, and the sword body was shining. The mount hissed highly, and rushed towards the Heavenly Disciple with Song Yu.

"No matter what you are born with, is there still a deep skill of mine?" The Heavenly Disciple sneered in a low voice, not to be outdone, and the mount under his feet rushed out, and the long sword was glowing with golden true qi, and it looked extremely sharp.

"Qiang Qiang ......" Song Yu and the Heavenly Disciple's long swords struck each other, and a crisp sound sounded, and sparks flew everywhere.

"Whew!

"Da Da!" After some fighting, the war horse galloped wildly, and the two staggered.

"Huh!" At the moment of staggering, the Celestial Disciple sneered. The hand touched the waist, one turned over, and the big hand shook Song Yu behind his back. A cold light flashed, and it shot towards Song Yu quickly. Song Yu's body shook, a strong sense of crisis suddenly appeared, and the sword light turned into a shocking flood and sent it towards the back, ding, a crisp and pleasant sound sounded. Bang, a small and delicate flying knife was shot down by Song Yu and fell to the ground. As soon as the celestial disciples saw that the plot had not succeeded, they immediately landed on their horses, pulled the reins, and turned their horses back.

"Hiss!" Song Yu pulled the reins and turned his horse. The eyes were full of coldness, the long sword roared, and the war horse galloped out desperately, rushing towards the sky. The heavenly disciples also sank like water, full of murderous intent, and rode towards Song Yu.

At this time, in the camp, the sound of shouting and killing, roaring, and crying shook the sky, countless blood was sprinkled, and the scarlet blood flowed into dark red on the ground, and the severed limbs, heads, and corpses that were cut in two were piled up on the ground. Zhang Han took Song Yu's position and led the cavalry to gather into a formation, crisscrossing the camp, like a sharp blade, dividing the rebel camp.

"Qiang!Zzi!" the two exchanged swords, their eyes were full of murderous revelations, and the long swords flashed with sparks. Song Yu's eyes flickered, and a trace of true qi in his body rushed towards the mount, and suddenly the war horse and horse legs under Song Yu's feet were weak, Song Yu's face was shocked, and the whole person shook and leaned forward, in the battle, this flaw can be said to be fatal.

The Heavenly Disciple's eyes lit up, revealing a cruel smile, and the long sword turned into cold light, stabbing towards Pan Hao's heart with lightning speed. Song Yu's frightened face appeared in the eyes of the Heavenly Disciple, and suddenly Song Yu's body seemed to have been expected, and suddenly went to the side, and the long sword that was originally stabbing at Song Yu suddenly fell into the air, and the Heavenly Disciple's face was incredulous, and then showed a frightened expression. Boom! Song Yu kicked the war horse with his whole body, and the whole person turned into a white rainbow light and passed through the side of the Heavenly Disciple.

"Poof!" The Celestial's expression instantly froze, and a blood mark slowly appeared on his neck, and with a snap, his entire head fell to the ground. The headless body was still sitting on the war horse, and a fountain of blood gushed out from the broken neck. The blood that rose to the sky stained half of the body red, dripping down the bright yellow armor and falling to the ground, red and shocking.

"The Heavenly Disciple is dead! Don't you surrender quickly!" Song Yu's true qi condensed in his throat and turned into a huge sound wave that rushed out. The waves of air were rolling, and the sound was like rolling thunder, shaking the surrounding thieves to the ground. What was even more shocking was the content of these words, and they all turned their heads to look at the center, where the campfire was raging, and a headless corpse in bright yellow armor gushed blood on the warhorse, and the long sword in his hand was still clutched tightly before he died.

"The general is dead?"

"How is that possible?"

"Impossible, kill! Keep for the general!"

……

The rebels couldn't help but be stunned, and then they couldn't believe it.

"The Heavenly Disciple is dead, surrender and kneel to the ground and not kill!" Song Yu then shouted. With a wave of the long sword, there was a snap, and the handsome flag in the middle was cut down. When the nearby rebels saw it, they immediately collapsed. There was a great uproar, and they all ran in all directions.

"Surrender and kneel down and don't kill!"

"Surrender and kneel down and don't kill!"

……

When Zhang Han saw it, he was overjoyed in his heart, and roared out of his mouth. The soldiers behind him also roared excitedly.

"Boom ......" A black torrent rushed out from the city of Pingxi County, and the sound was deafening. This group of cavalry was also dressed in dark armor, and the armor glowed with a ghostly light, and roared towards the camp of the rebels with overwhelming momentum.

Song Yu turned his head to look, his eyes couldn't help but smile, and he thought to himself, "Have the defenders in the city finally reacted?"

Although Song Yu's hundreds of people alone were able to break these tens of thousands of miscellaneous soldiers with the help of night, it was difficult to control them. Now that the army in the city had come out, the other rebels trembled in their hearts when they heard this, and they threw down their weapons and fell to their knees. Others who wanted to resist were slashed and killed. In a few breaths, the camp was already silent, and all the surrenderers fell to the ground, not daring to act rashly. In fact, these rebel armies have been grinding in Pingxi County for a few days, and their morale has already been low, and for the miscellaneous army that relied on a belief to revolt, once the momentum is like a snowball, it will increase geometrically. However, once it encounters difficulties, morale is immediately low, and it is impossible to achieve the general trend. Perhaps, even if Song Yu is not broken, grinding for half a month, I am afraid that this rebel army will be self-defeating.

Song Yu came back to his senses, and the iron hooves in the distance rumbled, getting closer and closer. As if seeing a strange phenomenon in the camp in the distance, the speed of the torrent slowly weakened, and when it came to the camp, it was already about the same speed as ordinary people's steps.

A man wearing dark armor, holding a spear in his hand, with a dignified face, exuding a majestic atmosphere, took the lead, the tiger's eyes were shining, sweeping the rebel army that was kneeling down endlessly, and his heart couldn't help flashing doubts, just now he saw this and shouted to kill the sky, and then sent scouts to investigate, sure enough, there was a team of cavalry attacking the thief army, although the figure of the captain of several neighboring counties flashed in his heart, but he still didn't figure out who was so fast, so quickly rushed here to support.

"Da Da!" A sound of horses' hooves sounded, and a heroic man riding a tall horse holding the hilt of a sword in one hand and the reins in the other slowly walked out of the thief army, only to see that the man's breath was calm, and his handsome face had a faint smile. Yang Liang was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect it to be Song Yu.

"Qiang Qiang!" The soldiers beside Yang Liang looked vigilant, and they pressed their long knives one after another, and the long knives and armor collided, revealing a sonorous and solemn atmosphere.

"Slow! It's an acquaintance!" Yang Liang shouted in a deep voice. As soon as Yang Liang finished drinking, the soldiers around him all took their hands away from the handle of the long knife, but they still looked solemn, obviously they did not let down their vigilance, there were too many accidents on the battlefield, and they couldn't help but take it seriously.

"I've seen Lord Duwei!" Song Yu rode to the front of Duwei Yang Liang and said respectfully.

"I didn't expect it to be you, this is really better than the blue, better than your father!" Yang Liang recognized Song Yu and couldn't help but say with a complicated heart.

"My lord, it's over! But please deal with the captives here first! lest there be another incident!" Song Yu's eyes were like paint, shining deep in the night.

"Send someone back to the city to report!" Yang Liang nodded, and knew that now was not the time to talk about the past, so he summoned a soldier and gave an order.

"Yes, my lord!" the soldier immediately took the order and rode his horse towards Pingxi City, and the sound of horses' hooves disappeared in an instant.

The night was thick, and the spirit of killing lasted for a long time. Song Yu raised his head, the dark clouds rolled over the roof, and the wind blew, it was going to rain!