I'm really decent

Naturally, one should not be afraid of evil disasters.

at this time.

The catastrophe continues to advance.

Soon, they were less than ten miles away from the army formation.

Hong Bin slashed his sword and immediately stood still.

Although he also knew the horror of the evil disaster, but after all, he was the commander in chief of the army, and he had fought with the army in the north and south, so his bloodiness had not really disappeared.

Furthermore, Zhang Baicheng's resolute order blocked his last retreat.

Under such circumstances, Hong Bin looked at the evil disaster that was eroding step by step, and a fighting spirit that had been silent for a long time gradually revived.

Ten miles!

Nine miles!

Bali!

The disaster is advancing steadily.

As the calamity approached, the evil aura became stronger, and the ground under his feet was like a shadow, spreading and eroding all around.

"Great Commander?"

The person next to him was a little impatient, and turned his head to ask.

Hong Bin raised his hand to signal him not to worry.

This person can only temporarily suppress the restlessness in his heart.

Hong Bin was the chief commander of Feiye City, and since Zhang Baicheng wasn't around at this time, it meant that the other party had the highest status.

Disrespecting orders is the most taboo in marching and fighting.

Before Hong Bin gave the order, if he made a claim, the other party had the right to kill him directly in front of the battle.

Seven miles!

Six miles!

Five miles!

"Archers are ready!" Hong Bin shouted.

Whoa!

The army formation changed, and three thousand soldiers came out with big bows and arrows on their backs.

Four miles!

"Pull the bow!"

The arrow rested on the big bow, and the bowstring was instantly stretched to a limit.

Hong Bin sat on the horse, looking straight ahead at the evil disaster, silently measuring the distance between the two sides.

Wait until about a mile apart.

He raised his hand, swung it down indirectly, and shouted angrily, "Shoot the arrow!"

call out!call out!call out!

Arrows all over the sky formed a rain of arrows, shooting towards the advancing dead skeletons.

Those who can become soldiers are the weakest and have reached the third level of martial arts.

No matter the big bow.

Or arrows.

All are made by unique craftsmen in the military, and have extremely long range and penetrating power.

After a round of arrow rain.

Hundreds of skeletons fell.

Among them, two skeleton knights were accidentally shot in the head and fell to the horse.

But more dead skeletons.

With arrows stuck in his body, his actions still did not slow down.

For these skeletons, they were already the bodies of the dead, and unless the fire of the soul was destroyed, any injuries would not be fatal.

Even with some broken leg bones, they can still crawl slowly on the ground.

It's just that these skeletons didn't crawl very far, and they were directly stepped on by the skeletons behind them, directly extinguishing the fire of the soul.

Hong Bin watched this scene.

didn't say anything.

This is an arrow array, it is impossible to aim only at the head of the skeleton.

But for no reason.

He seemed to have thought of something, and he couldn't help thinking to himself: "If it's that army, it might be able to achieve that level."

At this time.

After a round of arrow rain.

The archers immediately drew the arrows behind them, forming another round of arrow rain.

Repeat this ten times.

Thousands of skeletons have been lost to arrows.

Comparable.

The area where the evil disaster advanced was already within half a mile of the army.

"The infantry stepped forward and drew their swords!"

The archers retreated, and nearly ten thousand infantrymen stepped forward, the swords around their waists suddenly unsheathed, and the cold light under the reflection of the sun was frightening.

"Archers support, and the rest follow me!"

With a swing of the spear in his hand, Hong Bin clamped his legs on the horse's back, and rushed out like an arrow flying off the string.

Like a dragon coming out of a hole, the spear pierced through several skeletons of the dead in an instant, and then it was lifted up vigorously. The skeletons flew up into the air, and they were already shattered into pieces after landing.

Behind.

The army also rushed to the past.

The two sides converged like a tide.

Fight!

The shouts are endless!

Hong Bin took the lead, and his killing intent was revealed as he swung his spear. Any skeletons he touched would end in destruction.

soon.

His target was on a skeleton with a tall skeleton.

Judging only from the breath, it can be known that the strength must not be inferior to the eighth level of martial arts.

And when the army is fighting and rushing to kill.

Thousands of people rushed from the right side of the evil disaster, and the leader was Chang Sheng, the leader of the Yum Sect.

"Brothers in Feiye City, don't panic, the Baisheng Gang is here to help!"

Chang Sheng volleyed through the air, and the two knives in his hands struck out like phantoms, strangling dozens of dead skeletons in an instant.

at the same time.

There are also a large number of people on the left side of the evil disaster.

The leader was also one of the people Gu Feng had brought to meet Zhang Baicheng before.

at this time.

Zhang Baicheng and Gu Feng had already rode over and stood with the archers behind them.

By the side of the two.

There are nearly ten other people, all of whom were helped by the shipping company.

Zhang Baicheng looked at the several parties who were constantly fighting, and there was a killing intent on his old face: "Demonic disasters are like locusts crossing the border, and no grass will grow. If they are given more time, I am afraid that no one in the Mortal Realm can check and balance."

"City Lord Zhang, don't worry, this time the evil disaster will definitely be completely wiped out." Gu Feng laughed heartily, holding the rein in his hand.

Say nothing else.

This time he brought experts who were comparable to the top ten fighters in martial arts, and there were as many as a dozen of them.

Even if you face the demon head-on, you still have a lot of chances of winning.

Speaking of it.

Gu Feng looked at the people on the left and right, and said in a deep voice: "I also ask you to help the army to eliminate the evil disaster."

"Gu Guanshi, don't worry, there is absolutely no possibility of the evil disaster rampant."

One of them said loudly.

Done.

The others looked at each other, almost all of them rode their horses at the same time, and charged towards the evil disaster.

in situ.

Only Zhang Baicheng and Gu Feng remained unmoved.

Now that the demons haven't shown up yet, there must be a strong man in front of them to guard against unpredictable accidents.

As the lord of Feiye City, Zhang Baicheng's strength is naturally needless to say.

As for the ancient style.

Although he is the manager of the shipping company, but his strength is only the eighth level of martial arts, which is much weaker than others. It is not realistic to charge against the evil disaster, so it is better to stay here.

of course.

No one would say these words outright.

Entered the tenth level of martial arts.

It is indeed a rare master in Mortal Realm.

Because anyone who has reached this level will choose to step out of the mortal realm and break through to a higher realm.

but--

Outside of the Mortal Realm, the Tenth Level of Martial Arts is actually not too rare.

These masters entered the Mortal Realm, and they turned into the top in a blink of an eye.

"kill!"

There are generals in the army, with long spears like swimming dragons, sweeping the skeletons of the dead in the disaster.

There were also soldiers in the army who were brutally killed under the siege of the dead skeletons. Their corpses were infected with demon energy and were immediately transformed into members of the demon disaster.

Behind.

The dense rain of arrows was thrown continuously.

All fell into the back of the evil disaster.

Almost every moment, the fire of the soul of the skeleton is extinguished, and some soldiers die.

"Eat me a shot!"

The horse under Hong Bin's crotch charged wildly, and the spear was bombarded by the violent wind. After beheading the giant skeleton that was comparable to the eighth or ninth level of martial arts, he rushed to one of the skeleton knights.

At this time, no less than a dozen people had died under the bone spear.

As the commander of the army, Hong Bin naturally had no possibility of just sitting back and watching his subordinates allow the opponent to slaughter him.

The spear collided with the bone spear.