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Sparks suddenly appeared, like a shooting star bursting out in the dark night, the scarlet eyes and the head guard's eyes intertwined in the air, and the two had already fought three times in just one short encounter.

Every time they collide, the force is so great that people are shocked all over, and looking down along the bodies of the two, the rough mud has been trampled out of more than a dozen deep pits.

The head of the guard of the Chinese army's big account already has the realm of a small master, and it is not so easy to be killed in the whole world.

It's just that when he saw that the number of men in black obviously exceeded them, he felt a little anxious, so he shouted loudly, and with a surge of energy and blood, he swung a full moon with his waist knife, cut off the black dagger, and continued to attack Next, it cut directly into the shoulder of the man in black!

But the chief guard didn't show any joy, instead his face darkened.

Holding and swinging the knife for many years has already turned the knife into a part of his body, but in his feeling, although he cut into the shoulder of the man in black, it was a dull feeling, not at all like It was cutting into the body of a living person, it was like... cutting up a corpse that had been dead for a long time and had begun to stiffen.

As the tip of his nose twitched a few times, he felt a stench of corruption spreading outwards, and at the same time a cold hand was raised again, holding his knife firmly!

The scarlet eyes seemed to have been inspired by something, and they were emitting a strange light, and the blade that was cut into was completely stuck by the hand and the skeletal tendon in the shoulder.

Fear gripped the heart of the chief guard. He looked in disbelief at the black-clothed man who still described as usual and did not bleed a trace of blood: "What kind of monster are you?"

In just a few breaths, the sound of the horn resounded throughout the barracks.

Probably due to the exhaustion of the days, Wang Zhu fell into a deep sleep.

But in the dream, it was not so relaxing. The sky was gray, and there were thunderbolts in it, but the originally fast-flowing river ignited a fire, which illuminated everything so brightly, and countless soldiers hugged each other Fighting, blood splashed everywhere, and the earth trembled accordingly...

He woke up suddenly, and what he saw was the anxious expression of the building, the sky was full of stars, there was no fire, no fighting, but those powerful arms made his head ache a little from the panic.

"Wang Zhu! Get up! Your mother is sleeping like a pig!" Seeing that Wang Zhu finally opened his eyes, the building was also relieved, and immediately stood up.

"What's the matter?" Wang Zhu struggled to get up, seeing the busy scene in the tent, the bonfire swaying slightly in the wind, but it was directly buried by the sand, and he retreated unwillingly.

"The news just came that the right army was attacked, and they have already killed one with the enemy." The two of them mounted their horses as they walked, "It seems that a water ghost swam across the river and stabbed General Mo of the right army. became seriously wounded, and now the army on the right is fighting the enemy crossing the river."

"Water ghost crossing the river?" Wang Zhu said with straight eyes, "How is it possible? The river is so deep and so wide..."

"I don't know!" The building was in a bad mood when he heard the news, and he cursed angrily after being questioned, "They said that group of people were not human beings at all, but a group of...corpses! No one has ever seen anything like that before." I don't have anything."

Chapter 748 Chaos

Perhaps from the beginning of this war, everything has deviated from the track that things should go.

Before that, they never thought that someone like Gao Changgong would suddenly rebel and get mixed up with a gentry dude like Sun Tong.

Compared with this point, what is the "water ghost" that is being preached by the right army everywhere seems to be less important.

"Fuck your grandma!" He finally couldn't help cursing at the building. At the same time, he raised his right leg and kicked a stone the size of a millstone hard. The arc, spanning more than ten steps, fell directly into the deep river.

But no matter how much emotion he has, at this moment, he has no choice but to refrain from everything, step on the clean horse again, hold the rein in his hand, and run forward along Han Xuan.

It is not to support the right army, but to go to another place for defense.

Just tonight, the enemy army started to cross the river in many places without warning, and its madness can almost be described as fearless. Such a sudden situation made the two armies fight again after a long absence. Tends to white-hot.

Qingzhou ghosts are not suitable for galloping on the mountain road, so the building has not been able to increase the speed to the fastest, but this speed is enough for them to rush to the battlefield one step ahead. It is pouring and rolling, illuminating the tide of blood rolling along the river.

"Feng!" Han Xuan pulled down the mask of the ghost, as if a ferocious face appeared in the night. With the neighing of the horses, five thousand cavalry rushed into the battlefield with front arrows, and the sound of rumbling horseshoes shook The valley makes the river look more turbulent.

And as all the cavalry showed off their long spears that were polished like stars, the riverside seemed to be sprinkled with starlight, covering the entire battlefield in an instant.

"Wang Zhu! Wang Zhu! Where are you, mother!" Lou roared on horseback, but there was no response.

It was the first round of charge, and the building had already discovered that its own robe had disappeared into the array. At this time, the battlefield was full of shouts of killing, and the darkness and flames were constantly colliding like a pair of enemies fighting to the death. There is no distinction between humans and animals.

It's always like this on the battlefield. Sometimes, the life that was talking and laughing beside me just now, just left in a split second.

But he gritted his teeth, knowing that he could not leave the team, so he could only hold the spear tightly. His strength was so great that he even held the barrel of the spear with finger prints, as if pouring all the grief and anger into the point of sharpness at the tip of the spear. up.

With the sound of Han Xuan's whip, the cavalry turned back and pressed towards the enemy again. The horse's hooves broke through the armor and penetrated into the chest.

On the other side, Wang Zhu, who just got up from the ground with blood on his face, opened his eyes, but his legs were trembling constantly, as if the sky and the earth were shaking.

It can be said that his luck was very bad. In the first round of charge, he collided head-on with a sergeant with a similar cultivation level. Because of this, he fell from the horse and hit the hard rock firmly.

But the only one who can stop and rest on the battlefield is the dead. He didn't want to die today, so he patted his thigh vigorously, forcibly stabilized his figure, raised the spear in his hand, and filled his arms with blood. Instinctively, he stabbed forward with a shot.

A miserable howl sounded from in front of him. Judging from the feel, it probably stabbed the shoulder blade, and the tip of the gun was directly stuck in the bone. The sound was like digging a stone with fingernails.

Wang Zhu didn't have time to distinguish whether it was an enemy or a friend, and he lifted one foot up, directly shattering the soldier's head, and the red and white blood flowed all over the place.

Before he could catch his breath, another cavalryman turned into a huge shadow and covered him. The spear revealed a cold and sharp edge. Judging from the trend, it had already aimed directly at his chest.

Facing such danger, he let out a low cry, and while avoiding sideways, the spear pierced towards the cavalry like a straight line.

He thought he would stab the cavalryman.

But amidst the whistling of the wind, another Qingzhou Ghost Rider from the right side crashed into the cavalry with a huge force, and then the horses screamed, and the bones of the two heavy horses cracked. The sound of breaking.

The scarlet bones protruded from the horse's tendons and skin, and the soil exploded like water splashes under the kicking of the horse's hooves.

When the violent collision subsided, the two horses had only unconscious convulsions before death. The cavalry who had been enemies on the horses embraced each other like a pair of passionate lovers. Sweet, in fact, each pierced each other's body with their spears, and they could no longer separate.

"Ho...ho..." Wang Zhu panted violently, blinking constantly to see the scene in front of him clearly, but the blood and flesh spattered by the horse fell to the ground covered his eyes, and the eyes that were already injured were even more serious at this moment. It seems that the world is covered by a piece of scarlet, which is bizarre.

But for some reason, he summoned up his courage instead. As he let out a loud roar, there seemed to be a huge undercurrent surging in his chest, and his legs were injected with strength again.

He stepped forward, and in the process, he shot like crazy, killing all the enemies who rushed towards him, blood flowed under his feet, and the horse fell beside him. The rumble of war drums rang out one after another.

He was a little joyful in his heart, because he knew that the sound of the drums newly joining the battle came from the left army, from the [-]-step army that followed, and once they joined the battlefield, they would definitely be able to gain momentum, even once. Sexually beat back the enemy troops who crossed the river.

While thinking, a roar came from behind, and before he could turn his head, a burly figure fell on him and immediately pulled him to the ground.

The two rolled on the ground twice. Wang Zhu struggled fiercely, but because of his injury, he couldn't get up for a while. Several attempts to get up ended in failure. Only the burly soldier could be seen in his red eyes. He had a ferocious face, and he was pressing on him with all his might.

The spear had already been dropped, and the burly sergeant seemed to have lost his weapon. The two could only rely on their limbs and nails to fight continuously like two wild beasts, with bead-sized beads of sweat rolling down their foreheads.

The burly sergeant felt that it was difficult to suppress Wang Zhu, and suddenly raised his hands to cover his head, and at the same time, with his thumbs up, he went directly to his eyes.

Under the pain, Wang Zhu finally stimulated his qi and blood again. After all, the power of qi and blood in the third stage was much stronger than that of the man, but with just one exertion, the man's hands were twisted into twists.

But even then, the person pressing on him still refused to give up, and even opened his mouth wide, exposing blood-stained teeth, and biting hard towards his throat.

Having already consumed most of the energy and blood, it was too late to protect his body, and a piece of flesh and blood was torn off immediately, hanging on the burly sergeant's mouth, which looked particularly terrifying.

The blood and pain made Wang Zhu scream in pain, and as he exerted his strength again, he directly turned his two closed hands into weapons and inserted them into the opponent's eye sockets.

After killing his opponent, he tried his best to push away the corpse on his body, and stood up again amidst the noise and chaos, but he couldn't find the missing long spear, so he could only pull out his waist knife and stand in the middle of the battlefield, like a lonely child.

"Crazies... are all lunatics..." he murmured.

But on the battlefield, apart from lunatics, who else can live?

Wang Zhu thought he was probably going to die.

Although his qi and blood realm is considered outstanding among the younger generation, on such a vast battlefield, he is like a mayfly submerged in water, his strength has already been exhausted, and he can only wait for the final The moment has come.

Vaguely, he seemed to see someone rushing in this direction, with a long spear leaning behind him, and every step he could run twice the distance of an ordinary person.

"Damn. Why is he a strong man again?" Wang Zhu cursed, then looked at the sky, threw away his waist knife, and fell down on his back.

But what he was waiting for was not death, but the unrestrained laughter of the building. On such a noisy battlefield, his laughter was still so loud that it could pour into his ears like a flood: "Wang Zhu! Your mother!" , you are still alive!"

Hearing this voice, Wang Zhu suddenly opened his eyes, then slowly closed them again, and smiled relaxedly: "Damn it, why do I have to die? There is a saying that the scourge will last for thousands of years, and I will die if you die. won't die."

After the building helped Wang Zhu up, Wang Zhu discovered that the building also had many injuries. The biggest one even had a large gash under his ribs, and the blood had just solidified. The day stopped, and now I'm afraid I can't support it anymore.

"It seems that you are no better than me." He forced a smile: "How is the situation? I can't see clearly."

"The enemy has retreated." The building let out a breath, but the corner of his mouth twitched because of the wound under his ribs. We have to fight a tough battle. I heard that the army on the right is more difficult than us, so we have no choice but to retreat to the col."

"What exactly does Gao Changgong want to do?" Wang Zhu's doubts became more and more intense, and there was no longer any awe for the name in his voice, "At the same time, two groups cross the river to attack, so you are not afraid that General Huang will lead someone to follow his back?"

Mentioning this, the complexion of the building was a little dignified, and the voice became hesitant: "The fire on the beacon tower conveys the message, the old general...is also defending against the enemy, the general is marching in three directions, and the 10,000+ people will not be reserved. It is said that the fight there was more intense than ours!"

Chapter 749 The Black Robe and the Madman

No one would have expected that Gao Changgong would use such a crazy attack method, sending troops from multiple directions, attacking at the same time, regardless of the cost, just like a big gambler who has completely lost his mind and put all his wealth on the gambling table at once.

One hundred thousand troops.

I'm afraid that no casino can afford this kind of gambling. Therefore, it is foreseeable that the defense line arranged by Huang Hansheng is collapsing one by one, making a painful and hoarse sound like the crumbling gambling table.

No one could see, in the dark night, there was a man in black, standing on a high mountain peak, patrolling the entire battlefield as if looking down on all living beings.

The young Sun Qing's whole body tensed up behind this figure, straight from head to waist to legs, his eyes stayed in one place for a long time, and his eyebrows trembled slightly.

In Jingwu, I am afraid that there is no young man who would not want to be this person, even a person like Sun Qing who comes from a famous family and whose eyes are far away like hanging on the stars, is also unavoidable.

From the time when Jing Wu established the country, Sun Qing has regarded Gao Changgong as a mountain in his heart, and he has worked hard like masochistic, constantly chasing and climbing the limit.

To this day, he has become a leader of the younger generation, and even his spear skills have a strong charm of being tall and courteous. Some people even call him the "Little God of War" in private.

But it was only now that he realized that there was still a long distance between himself and the person in front of him. Whether it was in terms of cultivation base or military use, he seemed to be unable to touch the corner of this person's clothes, so he clenched his hands in frustration. The snow-white long spear leaning on his side.

"In the end it's my old buddy. Although he built such a defense line like a copper wall and iron wall, in fact he has never been superstitious about this defense line, and he has reserved some preparations in the back. Otherwise, I would have broken the camp and died. Go, why bother here?"

Gao Changgong raised his straight eyebrows slightly, showing a look of gratitude and relief, as if he was talking about not his enemy, but his old friend.

At this time, a thick black mist suddenly gathered from Sun Qing's side, and the man in black, whose whole body was covered in black, slowly stepped out of it.

He knelt down on one knee behind Gao Changgong and said, "General, I have used up the corpse gu, I am afraid that the next corpses will not be able to resist the enemy's footsteps."

"Being unable to attack for a long time is not good for our army. Once your corpses can no longer suppress Huang Hansheng's reinforcements, I'm afraid our retreat will be cut off."

Looking at the flames of war on the river bank from a distance, Sun Qing asked softly, "Should I take someone with me?"

"No hurry." Gao Changgong grinned, his hair fluttering in the wind, and his undisguised face showed a kind of beauty that was not like ordinary people.

It's a pity that the two people behind him are not Huaichun women on the streets of Jingwu, and naturally they won't become nympho because of this face. The man in black robe closest to Gao Changgong is as silent as a rock under a glacier, not even breathing. The sound is imperceptible.

Sun Qing even doubted whether this person was alive or not, maybe that shadow was the same thing as the corpses he controlled.

If he cut into his body with a knife, wouldn't it be blood that would be released instead of rotten flesh that stinks from corruption?

After staring at the man in black for a long time, Sun Qing suddenly showed a disgusted expression, turned his head away and never looked at this inhuman guy, just waiting wholeheartedly for the moment when he went to the battlefield.

Huang Hansheng's original ambush strategy was torn apart by Gao Changgong's disorderly rampage.

What's even more weird is that the enemies tonight are simply a group of lunatics. It seems that they don't know what fear is at all. The weapon either stabs or cuts into the opposite chest.

In the face of such an enemy, the pressure of the Jingwu army suddenly increased. Even though their strength was equal, they were still retreating steadily.

And in the big tent of the military camp on the top of the mountain, scouts kept sending notifications, and as time went by, their speaking speed became more and more rapid, and their breathing became more and more panting.

"Report! The enemy has already broken through the Huoshan Pass, and the right army retreated to the Kuizi camp!"

When Xiaoqian heard this, his complexion changed, and he pushed the small black flag on the sand table back nearly five miles, and said in a low voice: "In less than an hour, the right army retreated ten miles... "

Most of that sand table was originally occupied by his own army, but now it has shrunk again and again, as if being gradually swallowed up. Gao Changgong's army not only crossed the river from two positions at the same time to attack the left army and the right army, but even Even Huang Hansheng's most heavily guarded depression was constantly attacking!

The whole situation seemed to be stuck in a quagmire and he couldn't move. In this case, let alone outflanking, he had to allocate more troops to fight head-on.

Fighting is not a tug-of-war, and whichever side retreats faster will win, so he clearly realizes that his side is approaching the limit. If Gao Changgong can have thousands of troops to support various places, I am afraid that this war will not be successful. They have failed utterly.

At this moment, everyone's eyes were on Huang Hansheng, who was sitting on the chair with his eyes closed. Although he was very old, his closed eyes did not appear to be drowsy. Instead, it made people feel that he was just restrained The sun may burst out at any time.

But Huang Hansheng still had his eyes closed, and the old god was sitting on the simple chair made of wooden pier, as if he had really fallen asleep.

But Huang Hansheng could sit still like this, and Xiaoqian was already a little anxious when he was standing. When he was asked by the generals several times what he should do, he finally yelled out of control: "Don't ask me, I don't know .”

Actually he knows.

To solve the current crisis, the most important thing is the more than 2 reserve soldiers that Huang Hansheng has been staying behind. No one knows what Huang Hansheng has been doing with this army, but now the situation is critical. Only when a force is placed on this sand table can it be possible to contain the enemy's impact.

But now Huang Hansheng refused to open his mouth. He joined the army and had no real power in the army. He even relied on Huang Hansheng to issue all orders. So what could he do?

Finally, after a quarter of an hour, Huang Hansheng finally opened his lips and said softly, "Zhao Qian."

"Yes." Xiaoqian nodded hesitantly.

"Being a general, don't get confused." Huang Hansheng kept Xiaoqian by his side all the time, in order to teach this child something, "If you can't see things through appearances, then you are no different from a blind man. "

"But the situation is critical now..."

"Has Gao Changgong appeared?" Huang Hansheng rubbed his ears, looking very lazy, "If he hadn't appeared, where do you think he would be?"

Xiaoqian couldn't answer.

"In this case, there is no need to use the 2 people." Huang Hansheng sat steadily and smiled, "Relax, since I have used those people under my command, I naturally know how capable they are. They keep retreating, It looks like a sign of decay, but if we let go of those terrains that are not suitable for holding on, and instead concentrate on defending the camp, the enemy may not be able to break through."

Looking at the dazed Xiaoqian, Huang Hansheng stood up and walked to the sand table, lowered his eyebrows and drew a circle on the sand table: "Almost all 11 people were scattered into this place by Gao Changgong. There are masters and times, rather than saying that he is fighting indiscriminately, it is better to say that he is hitting east and west."

"The general means..." Xiaoqian looked at the sand table, and his heart moved. The messages from the scouts were continuously combined in his mind, and finally stacked and arranged into a neat castle with tall spires, "The general's purpose Do you want to use the battle of crossing the river to divert the attention of our army, so that we can divert the tiger away from the mountain and break through the depression?"

This is probably the difference between young people and old people. Even Gao Changgong often praised Xiaoqian's eyesight in the army, but the reason why he didn't see the clues was because he was in a confused state of mind, so naturally he couldn't see through the fog.

However, he was still very worried and said: "But if this continues, it will still be difficult for our army to win."