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"Is there still a strong man in the middle stage of alchemy in the dark?"

Lu Yanwu was full of surprise, and said, "Who is it? Can you introduce me to this king?"

"Ha ha."

Mu Anliang just smiled softly, glanced at Lu Yanwu and said nothing.

That expression almost had the words "You are not worthy" written on his face.

Lu Yanwu looked embarrassed, and there was anger in his heart, but he didn't dare to explode, he could only forcefully laugh: "Since there are still mid-stage alchemy experts in the Xueyi Building, our army will definitely win a big victory this time!"

Mu Anliang nodded.

Mu Xinchan didn't speak, because he was too lazy to speak.

Half a day later, Lu Yanwu led the army to ten miles in front of Zhushi City, and then began to set up camp, intending to recuperate and attack Zhushi City tomorrow.

But Lu Zihong who got the news did not hesitate to ask Di Qing to lead an army of [-] sharp soldiers to attack.

"What? Take the initiative?"

Lu Yanwu looked at the spies with a surprised face, and said, "Is this Lu Zihong stupid? Does he think that the king dares to lead the troops to the south just relying on the army in his hand? He doesn't stick to Zhushi City to test the strength of the strong man in the Bloody Clothes Building?"

"Hehe, I think he is smart."

Mu Anliang smiled lightly: "It's a good idea to take advantage of the opportunity when the army's foothold and morale are unstable to attack, so as to weaken your lord's formation to the greatest extent."

"But it's a pity that he met me and the Great Elder, and his idea of ​​waiting for work with leisure is too ridiculous!"

"But it's good, this way the battle can end earlier, and this deity can return to the Bloody Clothes Building earlier to practice with peace of mind."

Mu Xinchan also nodded and said: "Lu Yanwu, let your army line up immediately and prepare to meet the enemy!"

How could Lu Yanwu dare to refuse, and immediately ordered an army of 37 to line up to meet the enemy.

The soldiers who received the order complained one by one. Although they were not marching in a hurry, they were marching fast. They were already very tired, but now they had to go into battle immediately. How could they bear the energy.

But due to Lu Yanwu's order, no one dared to disobey, so they could only line up to meet the enemy.

An hour later, Di Qing led the Sharp Army to two miles in front of Lu Yanwu's army. This position is the best attack distance for thunderstorms and heavy crossbows. Not only can they shoot and kill the enemy's front line soldiers, but they can even extend their shooting to reach the enemy. Chinese army.

Here is the place Di Qing chose!

"Humph!"

When Lu Yanwu saw it, he snorted coldly, rode a horse for a hundred meters, and said loudly: "Lu Zihong, for the sake of your being my nephew, I will give you another chance and lead the army to surrender immediately. Leave you a whole body!"

"A whole corpse?"

Lu Zihong looked at Lu Yanwu indifferently, and said: "It's a pity, Uncle Emperor, with me, you will not only die today, but you will die without a place to die!"

"Hahaha, there is no place to die? What an arrogant little emperor!"

Lu Yanwu laughed loudly and said, "But just you, a mid-level military general with [-] bastards, is still not qualified!"

"Today's 37 army of King Ben will surely crush your entire army!"

"kill!"

Lu Yanwu raised his sword high and ordered to charge.

"kill!"

Those soldiers shouted to kill and rushed towards Lu Zihong's army.

However, when the army was rushing to kill, Lu Yanwu returned to the Chinese army chariot without a sound.

He was afraid that Yang Zaixing would suddenly attack Mu Anliang and Mu Xinchan before he could save him.

Lu Zihong watched the enemy attack and did not speak, but handed over the command of the army to Di Qing.

He would never meddle in the command of the army.

Di Qing looked at the enemy army rushing towards him with a calm face, pressed his right hand on the handle of the knife, and ordered loudly: "Crossbow array, let go!"

"Bang bang bang!"

Accompanied by his order, there was a loud noise, and three thousand thunderstorm heavy crossbows were fired, and the thunder energy that swept across the world poured down towards the enemy!

These days, Lu Ban led craftsmen in Yaochuan City to manufacture a large number of crossbow bolts using crossbow bolt templates. Right now, there is no shortage of crossbow bolts for the three thousand thunderstorm heavy crossbows.

Lu Yanwu saw the sudden change in the expression of the crossbows carrying thunder energy in the sky. He will never forget that in front of Yaochuan City, Lu Zihong relied on three thousand thunderstorm heavy crossbows to forcibly destroy his most elite northern army. Abandoned.

Seeing these thunderstorms and heavy crossbow arrows again now, he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.

When he came back to his senses, he took a deep breath and immediately formed a seal with his hands.

As his handprints condensed, several illusory seals condensed in front of him.

When the French seal condensed, the killing spirit generated by the 37 troops under his command quickly condensed and fell into the French seal.

"The true spirit of the general, Ning!"

With a deep shout, Lu Yanwu clasped his hands together, and a ten-foot-tall general's true spirit condensed behind him.

His general, Zhen Ling, was dressed in blood-colored battle armor, with a long sword on his waist, and his eyes were slightly squinted, with a strange red glow.

The dead stillness permeating his body makes people feel even more strange.

But at this moment, the killing spirit generated by the 37 troops gushed out from the French seal and poured into the true spirit of Lu Yanwu general.

Immediately, a strong murderous aura emerged from his general, Zhenling, and his slightly squinted eyes suddenly opened, filled with bloody fighting intent.

"Killing Battle Armor, Ning!"

With a wave of Lu Yanwu's hand, his general Zhenling also waved with his movement, and he saw the killing spirit of the Taoist army falling into the charging soldiers.

When the killing spirit fell on the soldiers, it immediately began to condense into a layer of blood-colored battle armor that was slightly illusory. The armor was one centimeter thick, which seemed very thin, but in fact it was very powerful in defense!

Seeing that Mu Anliang frowned slightly, he said, "My lord, don't you want to use the Heavenly General's armor to fight against thunderstorms and heavy crossbows?"

"Why not?"

Lu Yanwu said: "Although the thunderstorm heavy crossbow is powerful, it is not so easy to break through the killing battle armor condensed by the king's general formation."

Mu Anliang didn't know what to say when he heard the words.

As the third owner of the Bloody Clothes Building, he knew too well the power of thunderstorms and heavy crossbows, and it was not something the killing armor of a low-rank general could resist.

"Don't worry, the third master, no one knows more about killing battle armor than me!" Seeing Mu Anliang's expression, Lu Yanwu said with a smile, "Just watch how I destroy Lu Zihong's thunderstorm heavy crossbow!"

After reaching the level of a low-rank military general, he has a deeper understanding of the realm of a general, so he is full of confidence!

Mu Anliang almost slapped Lu Yanwu when he heard the words.

If the thunderstorm heavy crossbow could be resisted so easily, it wouldn't be able to become the dynasty's strategic weapon!

He was about to ask Lu Yanwu to stop, but Mu Xinchan had already said: "In that case, it's up to the prince."

Mu Anliang was startled when he heard the words, and looked at Mu Xinchan suspiciously.

Mu Xinchan is the Great Elder of Xueyilou, who knows the power of thunderstorms and heavy crossbows better than him, how could he let Lu Yanwu do this?