Suya

The morning light first appeared, and the golden light pierced through the sky, piercing the gloomy darkness.

The goshawk stretched its wings and passed by the wind and clouds. Under the vast blue sky, two armies stood in Muye.

The iron armor reflects the sun, and the golden brilliance is extremely dazzling.

Feng Chen's silver-armored spears stood in front of the formation, and the Pingnan Army behind him formed a horizontal formation, with infantry in the center and cavalry on both sides.

The defenders of Juchao City faced the battle in a conical formation with a sharp front and two wings protected by armored cavalry, which was very tough and powerful.Using this formation allows the sharp forward to face the enemy head-on, then split the enemy's formation, penetrate deep into the enemy's army, and then fully attack the remaining enemy forces from the two wings, completely defeating the opponent.

This formation is mostly used for forced assaults, and it cannot be used by non-valiant and elite troops. At this moment, Qi Yan is standing at the front of the formation on horseback. This is the most ferocious and powerful attack, and it is also the most dangerous part. It seems that he hugged Fight with all your strength, the determination to fight to the death.

Feng Chen raised his head and looked at the majestic and majestic Juzhang City from a distance. The bright sunlight reflected his amber eyes, and the figure of the goshawk gliding past was also reflected in the pupils of his eyes along with the golden light.

Feng Chen withdrew his gaze, swept the spear in his hand, and shouted loudly with trembling arms: "Feng Wang is cruel, harms the loyal and good, and he is as good as he can be. Today we will defeat the innocent, punish the tyrant, and comfort the dead!"

"Destroy the innocent, punish the tyrant!" The soldiers responded in unison, the shouts resounded through the heavens and the earth, and the war drums sounded, echoing each other from a distance, shaking mountains and rivers for a moment, deafening.

Feng Chen waved his long spear sideways, and shouted loudly: "Boys, follow me—!"

"Come on!" The army rushed towards the giant army like a tide, sweeping the world with overwhelming momentum.

Qi Yan also immediately shouted angrily, and the giant army immediately rushed out and collided head-on with the Pingnan army.

The dust was flying, tens of thousands of horses were galloping, infantry and cavalry charged, and the rear was covered by crossbows. Tens of thousands of bows and arrows were fired one after another, without success.

Arrows rained like a sudden, obliterating the Quartet.

Feng Chen took the lead, swinging the spear in his hand, killing several people in a blink of an eye, the fine iron armor was stained with blood, and his whole body was full of blood.

A moment later, Feng Chen had cut a bloody path and killed the enemy's central army.

Qi Yan is brandishing a war halberd and fighting bloody battle.

Feng Chen pierced his long arm with all his strength, pushed forward, and swept away with the long spear.

Qi Yan sideways avoided, brandishing the war halberd in his hand, the war halberd was coming fiercely, like a thousand winds and thunders, and went straight to Feng Chen's vitals.

Feng Chen leaned over, and the halberd swept through the air. Before Qi Yan could fight back, Feng Chen swung his arm and swept the silver spear towards the opponent. Castrated, with his legs clamped on the horse's belly, he ran towards Feng Chen's left side, and then quickly swept across, Feng Chen let out a violent roar, raised his silver gun to meet the opponent, there was a loud noise, and the tip of the gun collided with the halberd hard Together, shine a million points.

Feng Chen withdrew his silver gun and let out a breath, the tiger's mouth was shaken with pain.

Qi Yan said with a smile: "This old man is still a treasured sword, right?"

Feng Chen also laughed, then waved his long arm and shouted loudly: "Come again!"

The two fought together again.

After fighting fiercely for a long time, the battle situation has gradually become stalemate, the Pingnan army and the Juchan army have been mixed together, and everyone is jealous.

Suddenly, a sharp cry sounded, and Qi Yan froze, as if sensing something, he immediately looked towards the sound.

Behind the Pingnan Army, a sentry arrow was roaring into the sky.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the originally orderly formation of the Pingnan Army suddenly dispersed, and the cavalry on both wings moved forward quickly.

Thousands of miles of clouds travel, the wind moves Kyushu, and the horseshoes carry the cold wind of the mud, passing by both sides of the giant army, and rushing directly to the rear of the army.

The horizontal formation turned into a wild goose formation, and all the giant troops were surrounded between the two wings of the formation. The archers on the two wings set up strong bows and crossbows, and fired ten thousand arrows at the same time, attacking the giant troops trapped in the center.

The howls and cries instantly resounded through the wilderness.

Qi Yan pulled the reins back a few steps, and shouted at the messenger beside him: "Change!"

"It's late." Feng Chen suddenly rushed forward, stabbing at Qi Yan with a silver spear flashing coldly.

Qi Yan hurriedly waved his halberd to block the attack, but before he could take up his stance to fight again, another messenger hurriedly rushed to Qi Yan and shouted to Qi Yan: "General, our army suffered heavy casualties from the front and back, please make a decision!"

"Attacked from the rear?!" Qi Yan was extremely astonished, staring at Feng Chen with wide-eyed tiger eyes.

Feng Chen didn't look at him, he stepped on the saddle suddenly, jumped up from the horse, and stabbed Qi Yan's face with his spear.

Qi Yan quickly raised his halberd to block it, and looked at Feng Chen in surprise: "How many people do you have under your command?!"

Feng Chen didn't answer, he pressed down the silver gun expressionlessly, his eyes closed suddenly, and the next moment, Qi Yan's expression froze on his face.

His raised hands still maintained the same posture, his whole body seemed to be frozen, and he sat stiffly on the horse.

An arrow passed through his chest. A hundred steps away, Mu Linghan was sitting on horseback, his hands still in the shooting position.

Feng Chen withdrew his hand and put the silver spear behind his back.

Qi Yan stared at him with wide eyes, the expression in his eyes was palpitating.

Feng Chen stretched out his hands, wrapped his arms around his back, and straightened his falling body.

Several giant soldiers rushed over with their blood-red eyes staring at them, and the soldiers of the Pingnan Army immediately surrounded them, protecting the two of them in the middle.

Feng Chen lowered his head slightly, and said in a low voice: "Teacher, I can't afford to lose, I'm sorry."

Qi Yan's chest rose and fell violently, he grabbed Feng Chen's arm, as if he had exhausted the last bit of strength, held him tightly, and said in a hoarse voice: "Tuer...you... ..." He frowned tightly, and the look on his face was not so much anger as grief.

Feng Chen lowered his head and didn't say anything, like a child who did something wrong, but he didn't want to refute or justify, just quietly waiting to be scolded.

Qi Yan tried his best to keep his eyes open, but his gaze had already started to become a little distracted, he looked at Feng Chen motionless for a while, then slowly closed his eyes, and murmured: "Hey, that's all, what the people of Feng Kingdom owe you, they always have to pay back. "He coughed up a mouthful of blood, and his body trembled violently.

Feng Chen's hand holding his body tightened, the arrow obviously hurt his heart and lungs, Qi Yan's coughing sound was muddy, his breathing gradually became rough and rapid, and blood slowly seeped out of his mouth along with the coughing sound.

"Disciple..." Qi Yan struggled to say in a vague voice, "You will always be my apprentice, always will be."

Feng Chen closed his eyes, Qi Yan's hand gradually dropped down, and the blood flowed down the palm, dripping drop by drop into the thirsty ground.

The Juzan army rushed towards the two of them like crazy, and collided with the Pingnan army who was protecting them.

The blood splattered, dyeing the whole world red.

Feng Chen opened his red eyes, looked ahead, then slowly raised his hand holding the silver gun, took a deep breath, and roared like a wild beast: "The Juzan guard, Qi Yan, is dead, Juzan The sergeant is not rappelling yet!"

His chest vibrated with the roar, but the person in his arms lay quietly like an ice sculpture, falling into eternal silence.

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