The sun hangs in the west horizon, and it is still early to set. The mountains in Luliang are filled with the sound of fighting.

More than 400 people rushed up towards the horses that began to retreat among the mountains, stretching the front line into this mountain with mostly strange rocks and short woods. The blood was thick and the smell of blood filled the restless air.

For Luliang Mountain, this situation happens from time to time, which is not surprising. Although the power of Xiaoxiangma has begun to grow and he will inevitably start to follow the rules, this type of massacre is still the norm. The battles in Luliang Mountain are not very well organized. Some people say hello and charge all of them, and more they rush forward without saying hello. Then, with their courage, one side is killed to collapse, and the other side begins to slaughter. The same is true today. After talking to Zhao Si, more than 400 people rushed out and surrounded the ridge, just like a pack of evil wolves after opening the gate. Before they could fight, the murderous aura had already risen.

"kill"

"Leave the head!"

"I'm going to eat them, eat them!"

"Wow, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The surging crowd approached with a crazy cry that almost made people feel heart-warming!

Luliang Mountain is different from other places. In such places, cowards who speculate and fight against each other usually do not have much room for survival. Even if people are timid at the beginning, they will be forced to go crazy in the fierce struggle for survival. The clan of Xiaoxiangma Qiu Mengtang can make a huge reputation, and the minions among them are not mediocre. At least in terms of momentum, if these people are in other places, most of them are desperate destiny, especially in this kind of massacre charge, the eyes of the crowd are bloodshot and excited. The scene of everyone shouting and yelling is enough to make people who survive in a peaceful year frightened.

Some merchants who want to take risks cross the road of Luliang and encounter such an enemy, and their bloodthirsty eyes cannot even feel resolute. In that excited atmosphere, people are crazy. If they say they eat people, they will really eat people. Even those who are more timid will be beaten by this atmosphere and will be cut off by one or two. It will not damage their combat effectiveness at all. Even a small army will not want to fight against such an enemy.

However, this afternoon, they encountered a tough idea that they hadn't encountered for a long time.

What greeted them on the mountains was not the reefs in the raging waves, but more like a huge water-absorbing sponge. The hands of the little horse rushed up all over the mountains and fields, as if they were stuck, and then they began to die strangely in that one-sided fanaticism.

This time, there were about 170 people who were brought to Luliang by Ning Yi. Among them, there were only about 120 people. Among them, there were only about 120 chefs and two desperate chefs who could fight, and they were divided into thirteen teams. When they found that the enemy came, everyone had already packed up their luggage, some had rushed the horses to move, and the other part blocked the mountains in the form of a scattered team, which looked like about 70 or 80 people. The teams used the terrain between the mountains to form a group, and they could echo each other, but the distance between each group was still several meters apart.

The bandit's forward hit such a hole-ridden defense line. According to previous practice, they should have rushed towards the core of the team like mercury in the fight, but this time, no one rushed over, as if they were directly stuck by the first team in the mountains.

Blood kept blooming and bursting, and before the shouts were extinguished, the figures had fallen. Since the horse team was retreating, the teams were actually moving backwards in the fight, so that at the first moment of contact, the front lines on the mountains were swaying softly like waves. At first glance, the bandits under the Xiaoxiangma were advancing forward in the killing and shouting.

The strange feeling only appeared in the hearts of Qiu Mengtang and others after several breaths of fighting.

"Kill me! Rush over and rush over! Catch the two people above! Those who dare to block the way will distribute their corpses for me! Hurry up! Hurry up!" Xiaoxiang Ma Qiu Mengtang is in his early thirties. He is originally handsome, but in the long-term fight, he has become more sinister and fierce. When he arrives in such an occasion, his roar is enough to make people frightened. However, after shouting these words, he smiles shinyly: "Ha, I actually encountered a hard point... Not bad."

In his vision, there were not many shouts on the other side.

If an ordinary master competes alone, loud shouting can only consume people's strength. Even if some shouting is made in conjunction with the method of breathing, it will never be too scary. However, on the battlefield or in the battle between multiple people, shouting is very important. It can blur people's reason, make people frenzy, forget pain and timidity. However, in this fight, although there were shouting in the opponent's team, there was no large-scale sound wave. This only means that the opponent did not bear too much pressure, and it seemed to be dealing with all this in an orderly manner.

The battle formation is not like the game in later generations. Once hundreds of people gather together, it is actually difficult to distinguish who is whom. After so many years of fighting, Xiao Xiangma naturally has eyesight, but he can only see the soldiers who are blocked and stuck. But if he sees it more clearly, he will find that there is only blocking and no rebound on the line where his subordinates pounce on it. It was created in an orderly manner. The people here rushed up and shouted frantically, but the first group of people fell down as soon as they fought, either disabled or deadly. The screams were wrapped in the shouts, causing the people behind to pounce on it wildly. The horse team began to retreat to the rear as soon as possible, and the entire front line also began to pull back, leaving behind corpses and blood, and was flowing by the people rushing from behind.

There were not many people rushing in the gap between the team, because they would suddenly find that their companions had fallen. Even if a few bandits put down the murderous aura next to them and rushed into them, they would be quickly dealt with by flying crossbow arrows.

This was the first time to fight. Seeing this situation, Xiao Xiangma's eyes had already shined, and the war horse under his crotch was restless and was quite excited. However, soon after, he would feel that most of the troubles in the world were from women, which was... the psychology that he could only feel after he really regretted it.

Because at this end of the front line, besides Qiu Mengtang, there were a few figures behind him, riding on a horse to watch the battle. Lou Shuwan's figure was wrapped in a cloak, and there was no fluctuation in her expression, but her hands that were in her sleeves were actually trembling slightly, and the blood-like heat was also rolling in her eyes.

Her throat moved slightly. Although she had done a lot of things under Tian Hu's tent, she still didn't understand much about the real battle formation. At this time, she was just surrounded by some restlessness and infected by the bloodthirsty shouts of the bandits. She looked at the figure there from afar, suppressed her mood and asked softly: "How is it?"

She felt that her voice was not calm. But no one seemed to notice anything. Beside her, Yu Yulin was tall and frowned slightly. Tian Shi's war horse took a few steps in a turbulent manner. Tian Shi tied the reins and stood still.

"Ha!" The young man, known as the Third Prince, smiled, "These people have some skills and don't seem easy to fight."

"Yes... is it?" Lou Shuwan answered as quietly and casually as possible.

A little further ahead, Qiu Mengtang had already explained some things to his subordinates, asking the other party to go back and continue to gather people, and then he shook his swords: "Little ones, let me kill!" The war horse rushed out towards the front line.

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The fronts collided with each other, and compared to the other side's fanaticism, Ning Yi's side was obviously a bit strangely calm.

It’s not that no one speaks. It is basically impossible for no one to shout a few words in this kind of battle that requires fanatical fighting. However, the sound of one after another is mostly a shout of breath or a shout that erupts when killing the enemy. Some people also start to laugh and show off after killing a few people, but they are drowned in the other party’s crazy roar, and this side seems too calm.

"……Walk!"

"Stop! Receive the Seventh Team!"

"Monsan, hurry up"

"Don't come here"

"Get out of here"

Zhao Si waved his steel knife, and originally wanted to rush forward and fight to the death, but then he was pulled by Ning Yi and others: "Master Zhao Si, you are still relying on you to lead the way." Then he stayed behind and watched this scene with ease and retreating and fighting. In fact, the people in this team are either confessors like Nie Shan who came from Liangshan, or Tian Donghan who were famous in the world who were originally famous in the world. Even if they were the ones with the worst martial arts skills, their skills were actually not weak.

For Nie Shan and others, after experiencing those things in Dulonggang, their killing instincts were still there, but the pleasure they gained in the killing was actually gone. After experiencing such a concentration camp transformation, they have distorted the most core part of their personality, and their three views were forcibly destroyed and reshaped, heading to another extreme. A small part of these people have begun to read Buddhist scriptures. Most of the exercises in daily life like going out to help others, doing good deeds, and martial arts are actually self-harm. Such people are simple when killing people and will not say anything at all.

Ning Yi is not a great charity, of course he would not want to teach a group of monks. Therefore, the common ideological education and discussions are extremely important to various principles. What we should cherish, protect, why we should kill, and why we should fight against others is the core of thinking. Therefore, the combat power of most people is retained.

As for Tian Donghan and others, they are already masters in the martial arts world. When they encounter a big battlefield, people are like ants, and they may not be able to hold back their mood, but in front of them, the problem is that this battlefield is too small.

If you really have a formation of thousands of people on the battlefield, you will be in a charge, and you will have people in front, back, left, and right. Apart from moving forward, you have no room for maneuver. If you are stably stubborn, whether this sword can be fatal is the only standard. To survive, except for some more subtle means of saving lives, you can only depend on God’s intention. In front of you, the charge of more than 400 people seems to have covered the mountains, but in fact it is just a big fire. As long as you have room for maneuver, you will not encounter the sword light that is overwhelming like an angry tide, and the master will still be a master.

Without the cooperation of troops, no encirclement, no arrow coverage, and the hysterical shouting of the other party is basically a stupid act of wasting energy. Blood and courage are certainly commendable, but if you really want to fight life and death, when encountering such scattered soldiers, you really don’t feel too much pressure here.

"There is no rules." Ning Yi covered the awning with his hands above his eyes, "Is this the first group of people?"

"If there are only these people, you can just keep them here." Zhu Biao also pulled his neck and looked at it.

"The strong dragon does not suppress the local snake. Master Zhao Si said just now. There are still one or two thousand people in Xiao Xiangma's village. They are afraid of killing them, so try to transfer them as much as possible... What I am more strange about is why this Brother Xiangma suddenly wants to attack me, and who have I offended?"

"Uh, for what you have been doing, it's really not easy to guess..." Zhu Biao thought, with a little embarrassed expression, so he had to wave his hand boldly, "Anyway, no matter what, we will collect as much as they come. This time I went north, Brother Ning, don't you also want to let everyone exercise?"

"Tsk, although there must be a reason for brain twitching, but...haha, forget it, I can't imagine who it will be..."

The fighting there was fierce, and the attitudes of the two people here were really strange. Zhao Si listened to the conversation between them and looked at the killing scene over there, his eyes were confused. From the other end of his vision, he saw a small horse rushing towards him. His swords in his hand rushed straight towards a small team in front of him, fighting. Zhu Biao looked at this scene and pointed at the other side: "That's the little horse?"

Zhao Si nodded: "That's right, he is very powerful, in the past two years..."

He was also introducing that the team that fought with Xiao Xiangma had been dispersed and had been withdrawn several feet away before stopping. Someone was injured, but even Qiu Mengtang did not dare to rush into the tearing hole for a moment. On this side, Zhu Biao brought his gun and twisted his neck: "Okay, then I'll kill him."

He bent down, the war horse rushed rapidly, and the iron hooves rushed into the side of the front line. The first bandit to block it rushed up, and then he flew high. The speed of the war horse did not weaken at all. From one side of the mountain, it teared out a sea of ​​blood and rushed towards Qiu Mengtang.

Zhao Si looked at this scene in amazement. Although he had participated in the battle at Qingmu Village, Lu Hongti's martial arts were one level higher than Zhu Biao, but to talk about the momentum of fighting on the battlefield, Hongti was a woman after all, and she could not compete with Zhu Biao, a middle-aged and second-year-old man who was so arrogant.

"Qu Mengtang!" Zhu Biao shouted, like a child playing, "Give me your head"

Qiu Mengtang replied: "X your mother!"

Ning Yi looked at this scene and patted Zhao Si on the shoulder: "Master Zhao Si, this is your bow. I want you to think about whether there is such a terrain nearby..."

On the other end of the battlefield, Yu Yulin looked at the changes in the entire battlefield and looked serious. He had more experience in leading the army and could see the situation of the whole situation better. At this time, he whispered: "This battle is not that simple. Third Prince, Miss Lou, I think we should call our own people."

This time they entered the mountain, the more than 300 people they brought were all elite under Tian Hu's tent. This is their strength. Lou Shuwan looked at him with a puzzled look. Tian Shi was a good show-off. Seeing that Qiu Mengtang seemed a little disappointed, he was quite happy: "Okay, we should let these horses see our strength."

Lou Shuwan couldn't figure out the situation on the battlefield. She thought about it and then said: "If you really have such a thrust, wouldn't it... forget it?"

Yu Yulin looked at her and smiled proudly: "It is naturally a bit pricked, but giving up halfway is not a hero. Miss Lou doesn't need to worry too much. Since she has decided to take action, I and the third prince will have their own division of the affairs of the battle."

Tian Shi laughed: "That's right, in addition, it is very necessary to let Qiu Mengtang see our strength. It is a surprise to have such a stubborn idea. Miss Lou, no matter what holiday you have with this person, it is before the action. After the action, it is the matter of us mankind. Just let it go!"

When they talked about this level, Lou Shuwan was no longer easy to speak. She just listened to their words and looked at the fighting situation over there. The feeling in her heart became more complicated... (To be continued...)
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