Wild beast war god

After speaking, Lu Lingun raised his voice in vain and said: "Beigong Pioneer, it is disrespectful to come and go without coming back. Your commander is also dead."

The sound rolled towards the entire audience, causing everyone in Youye State City to freeze their gazes and tremble with anger.

Cao Yi and other deputy commanders just saw Lu Lingun firing a cold arrow. Was Sikong Jing... just shot to death like this?

Everyone could not find Sikong Jing.

However, in the next moment, Sikong Jing's voice sounded: "Lu Lingun, who said I was dead!"

The sound soared into the sky.

Lu Lingun's proud expression suddenly froze. He looked towards the center of the battlefield and saw Sikong Jing appearing among the soldiers. He actually stepped on a high-speed arrow and was heading towards Youyezhou City on the opposite side.

And the arrow under Sikong Jing's feet was of course the one shot by Lu Lingun.

"Ding……"

With a crisp sound, Lu Lingun's arrow pierced the wall of Youyezhou City, and half of the arrow's flesh was lost.

Sikong Jing stood firmly on the arrow, and then bounced back to the wall of Youye State. Then he raised the head of the war soul harvesting leader high and shouted again: "Lu Lingun, thank you for sending me back to the city. "

"There is also the head of your war spirit harvesting leader. I will accept it. Your strongest war spirit harvesting army has collapsed."

The sound roared across the entire battlefield, and everyone in the Long Night Imperial Army was shaken and their eyes widened.

They all know what kind of existence the Soul Harvesting Army is, and now, this elite leader has been beheaded by the Dark Wing Commander.

And the Dark Wing Battalion also killed at least half of the war soul harvesting army!

One by one, the Long Night Empire soldiers had blazing fire in their eyes.

The morale that had been shattered because the Beigong Pioneers were captured by Mo Ci has all returned!

"Dark Wing Camp, retreat!"

At this moment, Sikong Jing said loudly again.

In an instant, the Dark Wing Battalion soldiers headed by Ning Jingjing got the order and retreated.

They mounted the War Spirit Dynasty's war horses and the still-dead Black Fierce Horses, and rushed back into the Long Night Army. Then, without Sikong Jing's orders, they dismounted one by one and dispersed into the Black Burning Army, which was still fighting in a melee. among.

In an instant, he took off his mask, merged into the Black Burning Army, and became a soldier of the Sixth and Sixth Legion.

All this was done in a flash of lightning. The Dark Wing Battalion appeared, and then the Dark Wing Battalion disappeared like a phantom. No one in the melee noticed their existence, only that they were... awesome!

The next moment, the entire battlefield has changed. The blood of the Black Burning Army in the melee is boiling all over, killing and killing!

They were no longer fish on the knife board, they fought back crazily.

War Spirit Dynasty, on the Ghost State City, Lu Lingun's whole body seemed to be on fire.

Not only did his arrow fail to kill the masked commander on the opposite side, but it also became a tool to send him back to the city. Now it allowed him to turn the tide of the battle and revive the fighting spirit and morale of the Long Night Empire army that was on the verge of collapse. .

His good situation was ruined...

"Fighting souls, the Black Burning Army in the Long Night is still scattered. Let me disperse them." Lu Lingun stared at the ninety-nine legions that had been disrupted on the Netherblood Plains, and shouted out in a frantic voice.

The battle continues, and the sound of killing shakes the sky!

Sikong Jing, who returned to the city wall, observed the battlefield calmly, and spoke loudly: "Pass the order of Commander Beigong, burn the army with a long night dance, the first to ninth legions will regroup, and the beast-blooded warriors will cling to the spirit of war..."

Just like that, Sikong Jing threw out orders one after another, and so did Lu Lingun opposite.

Lu Lingun no longer underestimated the enemy as he did at first, but continued to direct responses.

The two armies continued to change their formations and attack on the Nether Blood Plain, and now, it naturally turned into a battle between Sikong Jing and Lu Lingun.

Regardless of what happens next, the Dark Wing Commander will naturally become famous in one battle.

"Wen Jun, are you still convinced now?"

Staring at Sikong Jing's calm back, Beigong Xianfeng, who was sitting on the chair, looked away tiredly, then looked at the hot-tempered deputy commander Wen Jun next to him, with a sneer on his lips.

Wen Jun opened his mouth wide, nodded heavily and said: "General, obey!"

What Sikong Jing did just now was so wonderful. After a few changes of formation, he brought the soldiers of the Dark Wing Battalion hidden in the Long Night Black Burning Army to the vicinity of the opponent's Soul Reaping Army, and then succeeded in a sneak attack.

More importantly, it really turned the tide of the battle.

At the beginning, I doubted that he could not reverse the situation and kill the soul harvesting army.

The result was a shame.

Wen Jun only had a hot temper and did not trust the Dark Wing commander, but he was loyal to Beigong Pioneer.

To persuade means to be completely convinced.

"Just take it. Now I can finally sleep peacefully." Beigong Pioneer looked at Sikong Jing who was concentrating on directing the battle and said softly.

"Coach, you, you can't!" Wen Jun heard this and his whole body shook wildly, and he shouted with a trembling voice.

Beigong Xianfeng looked at him angrily and said: "What are you yelling about? I still can't die. At least now... I can't die yet!"

After saying that, he closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

If before, Beigong Pioneer only trusted Sikong Jing and was very adventurous, then now he has confidence. At least with Sikong Jing here, he no longer has to worry about being easily captured by the War Soul Dynasty.

Sikong Jing's understanding of military formations and battlefields was no weaker than his own, so he could naturally sleep.

He is really, really tired...

"Coach, coach..."

Upon seeing this, Cao Yi and others rushed back and shouted a few words.

But Beigong Xianfeng didn't respond at all. Fortunately, he was still breathing weakly.

Not daring to neglect, Cao Yi quickly sent the Beigong Pioneers to the city tower, while the doctors summoned from the city provided various treatments.

Time passes little by little, and there are interactions on the battlefield, which is unpredictable.

Several deputy commanders were sweating coldly. Lu Lingun on the opposite side was really terrifying. If it were them, they would have lost this battle countless times.

Looking at Sikong Jing again...it was equally scary!

He dealt with it calmly, without giving Lu Lingun any chance, and the Chang Ye Empire Army became completely orderly. Every time he gave an order, he would add an "Order to the Commander-in-Chief of Beigong" in front of it.

It was obviously his own arrangement. Of course, this sentence was also a way to stabilize the morale of the army.

Suddenly, the sky was filled with sunset.

"Dong dong dong..."

This battle has been going on for several hours, and finally the War Soul Dynasty has withdrawn its troops. If they cannot attack, they have to withdraw. Otherwise, there will be too many uncertain factors at night.

In fact, the first day of the war was usually tentative. It was only because Beigong Pioneer was suddenly captured that the War Spirit Dynasty Army launched a crazy general attack.

But now, with Sikong Jing's efforts, it has returned to normal.

As the defender, the Chang Ye Empire Army naturally withdrew its troops under Sikong Jing's order.

Sikong Jing also didn't want to fight at night. The most important thing was to let the soldiers and horses rest.

After the Changye Imperial Army set up camp, Sikong Jing turned around and returned to the tower from the city wall. Outside the room of the Beigong Pioneer, he smelled a strong smell of medicine, and his mood suddenly became heavy again.

Sikong Jing walked in slowly and saw Beigong Xianfeng lying on the bed. His face was even thinner than before.