Bai Jingzong killed bandits and fought two smooth battles among the auxiliary soldiers.

Every time it is a destruction of Gula, the opponent is not of the same level.

A few days ago, there were several small-scale contact battles with the Liang army, and they had a victory or defeat. Although the Liang army was brave, the Tang army was not far from it.

He didn't think Liang Jun was anything great.

Until he stood in front of the formation, he looked at the dark Caizhou soldiers.

It was like beasts wearing iron armor, showing their hideous eyes, rushed up against the rain of arrows, and burst into laughter, as if they were not here to fight, but to wield sickles to harvest crops.

Although there were only more than a thousand people, it seemed that they would swallow 13,000 camps defended by the Tang army in their momentum.

Compared with them, the bandits in the past, the Dangxiang people were just sheep.

The wooden stakes in front of the camp did not give him any sense of security.

This was the first time that Bai Jingzong faced the Caizhou soldiers. None of them appeared in the previous small-scale battle.

Several soldiers in the front row threw away their shields and spears and turned around and ran away, but were immediately killed by the Mo Dao hand behind him.

Bai Jingzong felt humiliated and always thought he was a brave man.

The continuous rain of arrows in the rear shot more than a dozen enemies to death.

"Stay steady, they are also human beings! They will die!" Rather than saying that Bai Jingzong was comforting his subordinates, he was comforting himself.

A black torrent crashed into the Tang military camp.

The horse was overturned in an instant, and the wooden stake fence was shaking. The two armies slammed each other through the fence, and screams sounded.

The pressure was concentrated on the gate, and the Caizhou soldiers advanced with iron shields. The Tang army's spear could not be injured, so they could only drive the shield formation forward and settle. In the gaps of the shield, the spear was coming and going, and people were constantly pierced and cut off their hands and feet, and blood was flowing under the shield.

This is a consideration of will. Although the Tang army under Bai Jingzong was a new army, the courage it showed was enough to make the comrades behind him respected.

However, this kind of courage was on the verge of collapse after the Caizhou soldiers climbed over the fence.

Several generals of the beam rushed left and right, opening the gap, and more Caizhou soldiers climbed over the fence.

Bai Jingzong's eyes were covered with blood. He didn't know whether it was his or his enemy's, nor did he know whether he was injured. At this moment, he had already had a premonition of his ending. Looking at the spear that was stabbing towards him, his numb arms could no longer be lifted.

With a "swoosh", the sound of wind breaking behind him rose, piercing deeply into the eyes of Caizhou soldiers. Caizhou soldiers fell down straight without making a scream.

"Mo Dao Hand, come in!" Li Yun threw away the long bow in his hand and roared. The Mo Dao shone coldly and entered like a wall.

"General, General..." Bai Jingzong, who was surviving in his death, was filled with mixed feelings.

Li Yun's eyes passed through him and looked at Liang Jun who was besieging him from all directions.

The decisive battle, Cao Gong’s old affiliation!

The solemn aura of the ancient battlefield awakens in this summer.

The heroic spirit that travels through time seems to be reborn on Mo Daoshi.

The summer wind swept across the battlefield with an extremely desolate and bleak feeling, and Liang Jun fell down like grass.

Even the Caizhou soldiers, known for their ferociousness, were slaughtered like lambs under the sword, with iron shields, armor, horizontal swords, spears, and bodies...

It seems that everything in the world can be cut off.

At that moment, Wang Chongshi, who was the chief general, felt a chill for no reason.

Legend has it that a hundred years ago, the Tang army's Modao was so sharp.

The pride of the warrior did not allow him to retreat and shouted loudly: "Who is the general in the army?"

"Li Yun of the Tang Dynasty!"

A strange name came. Wang Chongshi waved his spear with one hand and a sword with the other. Following the source of the sound, he rushed to Li Yun and laughed and said, "So it's you! If you can live in today's battle, you will be worthy of the world!"

After saying that, he nailed the long spear in his hand to the ground, peeled off his helmet, revealing Xiongyi's face, his eyes bright, and he looked at Li Yun provocatively.

More than half a year ago, Niu Cunjie attacked Tongguan, and they had a brief encounter.

Although the Tang army was tight at this time, the Liang army's offensive had not stopped and their morale was high.

Many Tang army were newly recruited soldiers like Bai Jingzong, but their opponents were Caizhou soldiers, Liang army transferred from the Shandong battlefield, as well as powerful generals like Wang Chongshi and Liu Zhijun.

This is also why Li Yun has always been guarding the enemy's strength.

On such a cruel battlefield, being suppressed and beaten by the Liang army, if you are not careful, the Tang army will collapse.

But if the enemy generals can be killed, the situation on the battlefield will instantly turn to one's own side.

Li Yun looked at his opponent, walked out of the array with his sword, and countless pairs of eyes were staring at them on both sides of the enemy and us.

Wang Chong's army rode on his head to challenge. If Li Yun did not fight, it would be a big blow to the morale of the army.

It was like an old enemy, and the sword collided with the heavy sword, sparks flew everywhere, and each attack inspired the soldiers on both sides.

The soldiers around them automatically gave up a piece of open space and let them fight to the fullest.

There were more and more gaps in the weapons of the two, and the armor was covered with wounds, sweat flowed into it, and the scorching pain made the two even more crazy.

Horse battles can instantly determine the outcome, but it is not so easy for infantry battles.

The sword light and the shadows are flashing.

The chief generals were so desperate that the soldiers of both armies became even more fearless.

Whether it was Mo Daozhe, Caizhou soldiers, Liang army, and Tang army, they all had their eyes red.

The fierce war has made every soldier on the battlefield crazy.

However, the Liang army was not only Wang Chongshi.

Suddenly, people shouted and horses neighed, and roars rang across the battlefield. It was not the Guanzhong Qin Opera that had been melodious for thousands of years, but the majestic shouts of the Central Plains men.

"The Tang army was defeated, the Tang army was defeated!"

Liu Zhijun wore armor and swung his sword into the formation. Whether it was a shield or a spear formation, the Tang army was under his command of Liang army.

Several brave Wu Ben stepped forward to stop him, swords and horses crossed, and the heads flew up, but there was no one who could join him.

Such momentum is not inferior to Master Wang Chong.

Fortunately, the harsh training received by the Tang army played a role at this time, and several of them gathered their defeated soldiers and re-formed the formation.

The war lasted to this point, and everyone knew that retreating was death.

The incident in Zuoying made Li Yun, who was fighting fiercely, feel restless, "Bai Jingzong, support Zuoying!"

Bai Jingzong's whole body trembled, and the body of the six gods without a master seemed to be injected into his soul again, "No!"

He immediately led the soldiers of the headquarters to kill to the left, gathering remaining soldiers along the way.

With just such a diligent skill, the Mo Dao was cut off by a heavy sword with a "click".

Modao is a long army, which is conducive to the two armies in front of the formation and is not conducive to fighting alone.

On the contrary, Wang Chongshi's heavy sword is extremely fierce and conducive to melee combat.

Master Wang Chong's chest was fluctuating violently, and the passionate battle made him feel excited. He swung the heavy sword and as long as he swung it down, Li Yun would have his head to the ground.

But the heavy sword stopped in mid-air, and Master Wang laughed: "It's good to be happy, you won't be strong, General Tang will change his weapons and fight again!"

The old enemies will also appreciate each other.

Li Yun blushed and felt humiliated. He snorted coldly, "Although the knife is broken, people can still fight!"

"Okay!" Master Wang showed no mercy in his hand, and the heavy sword opened and closed, which was even more violent than before.

The broken Mo Dao struggled to support Li Yun.

The situation on the entire battlefield has turned toward the Liang army.

However, at this moment, the ground trembled violently.

The rapid sounds in the south were endless and smoke and dust rose.

A cavalry about a thousand people ran like thunder, rushing towards the back of the Liang army.

After the cavalry, the infantry array faced the Liang army camp.

In the Liang army camp, Kou Yanqing was stunned. Although the battlefield situation was beneficial to his side, it reversed in the blink of an eye.

The Liang army collapsed on the high ground.

Kou Yanqing stared at the Caizhou soldiers of Wang Chong's division who were fighting and retreating.
Chapter completed!