All the Wind Clan warriors were shocked by Feng Xiaofeng's thunderous method, and they all rushed down the mountain with their scalps in their hands.
Facing the already timid Wind Clan warriors, Yu Shijie led the 300 Yu Shi Clan warriors in ambush, feeling secretly happy, but the bows and arrows in his hands did not relax at all, constantly harvesting the lives of the enemies.
With a dull look on his face, Feng Xiaofeng led the remaining Wind Clan warriors and finally broke through the ambush circle of 300 people led by Yu Shijie, and quickly rushed down the mountain.
Feng Xiaofeng was secretly depressed. If he hadn't been careless and underestimated his opponent's strength, how could he have suffered such a disastrous defeat.
Even if they break out of the opponent's ambush, what can the remaining defeated soldiers do? And it's not known if there are other ambushes ahead.
When they wanted to retreat, the ambush soldiers who were lurking there had already rushed out like wolves and tigers. With these warriors who had lost their fighting spirit, they could no longer compete with them.
Without thinking at the moment, he led everyone and ran all the way down the mountain. This dense jungle has undoubtedly become a nightmare in the hearts of all Wind Clan warriors.
If this sneak attack on the Yushi tribe is successful, then the shadow in the hearts of these warriors may never go away, so Feng Xiaofeng felt extremely regretful at this time.
But now it was too late to regret, so I had to grit my teeth and give the order to move forward.
His heart was already in chaos. All the military strategies he had learned in the Wuhua Empire were forgotten. At this moment, Feng Xiaofeng no longer had the calmness he had before.
Not only Feng Xiaofeng, but also the remaining Feng Clan warriors were running forward while looking left and right, fearing that one or two sharp arrows would be shot from the ground and their lives would be taken away in vain.
Although Yu Shijie led the three hundred people to follow them all the way, they were not in a hurry to catch up and fight head-on.
The number of warriors from the Kanfeng Tribe is no more than four hundred at most, and many of them have lost their weapons. However, if the trapped beasts continue to fight, there will definitely be casualties on our side, especially since Nangong Ruoli had previously ordered that the battlefield would be at the foot of the mountain.
That will be the place where the two sides will fight to the death, so all three hundred Yushi warriors are waiting for the last chance.
Yu Shijie was also extremely excited. If it weren't for Nangong Ruoli's arrangement, this battle would not have achieved such results.
While thinking about it, Feng Xiaofeng and the remaining Feng Clan soldiers of more than 400 people had already rushed to the foot of the mountain.
His eyes suddenly brightened, and Feng Xiaofeng felt a lot more relaxed. Even though he was not out of danger, it was still better than being attacked by that cold arrow in the forest.
Glancing at the more than 400 remaining defeated generals behind him, Feng Xiaofeng sighed and said: "We have lost this battle. It is not suitable to stay here for a long time. We will immediately move closer to Yaoshan and join the tribesmen there!"
Although the Feng clan warriors were exhausted at this time, but their own lives were at stake, they did not hesitate at all and followed Feng Xiaofeng's order to rush towards Yaoshan.
Yu Shijie and three hundred warriors from the Yu Shi tribe were also behind and continued to advance.
When Feng Xiaofeng saw the Yushi Clan warriors at the back of the team, he couldn't help but frown. He immediately handed over the command to a team leader next to him and retreated to the back of the team to prevent the Yushi Clan's sudden attack.
At this moment, Nangong Ruoli, with three hundred Yushi clan soldiers, was ambushing in the bushes on one side. Through the lush branches and leaves, he could see the remnants of the Wind clan soldiers approaching quickly.
A sneer appeared at the corner of Nangong Ruoli's lips. His calculation was correct. Feng Xiaofeng indeed chose the direction of Yaoshan, and in this direction, there happened to be the one hundred warriors that Nangong Ruoli had left in the mountain col.
"Whoosh -" sharp arrows pierced the night sky, overwhelmingly heading towards the Wind Clan warriors.
Feng Xiaofeng's face instantly froze, and his heart suddenly sank. The Wind Clan warriors who were rushing forward all showed expressions of despair, and even forgot to dodge.
Countless Wind Tribe warriors fell down one after another. A trace of ferociousness flashed across Feng Xiaofeng's face. Behind him, Yu Shijie and three hundred people were about to arrive. There were interceptors in front and pursuers behind them. They had no choice.
There is a way back.
The screams came one after another, and in Feng Xiaofeng's ears, every sound sounded like a mockery and sarcasm to him, making his heart gradually go crazy.
"Kill -" Nangong Ruoli narrowed his eyes and gave a sudden order. The three hundred Yushi clan soldiers who were ambushing behind him immediately swarmed towards the remnants of the Wind clan soldiers in front.
At the same time, Yu Shijie came over with three hundred people to kill him. With a flick of his sword, countless red sword shadows appeared and attacked directly towards Feng Xiaofeng.
The master Feng Xiaofeng is undoubtedly the most terrifying presence in the Wind Clan team at this time, and Yu Shijie is the most powerful master on his side, so he has no shirk in his responsibility.
"Yu Shijie, give me your life!" Feng Xiaofeng shouted almost crazily, slashing out the long sword, and the sharp sword light swept out immediately.
"Peng——" The white sword light directly penetrated into Yu Shijie's sword shadow, and most of the countless sword shadows were immediately chopped into pieces, and they collided hard with the long sword in his hand.
"Pfft -" Yu Shijie spat out a small mouthful of blood and staggered back. Unexpectedly, Feng Xiaofeng would be so crazy and use such a desperate attack.
Feng Xiaofeng also felt uncomfortable. The sword blocked most of Yu Shijie's sword energy, but there was still a small part of the sword energy that was not broken by the sword light, and all of it was cut on Feng Xiaofeng's body.
The snow-white gown was immediately stained red with blood, and there were more than a dozen large and small wounds on Feng Xiaofeng's body, which was shocking.
A trace of madness flashed in his eyes, and Feng Xiaofeng's face was a little distorted. He swung his long knife, and the sword light shot out of the air. He didn't care about his injuries and rushed directly towards Yu Shijie.
Yu Shijie narrowed his eyes slightly, suppressed the surging energy and blood, moved his sword lightly, and tightly wrapped around Feng Xiaofeng.
Feng Xiaofeng has lost his mind at this time and is like a fighting machine. If he fights hard, he will definitely suffer heavy losses. Yu Shijie is not stupid, he knows how to fight at this time.
At this moment, the soldiers from both sides were also fighting together. Nangong Ruoli was taking the lead, his thin body constantly weaving among the crowd. The dagger in his hand was like a poisonous snake in the dark night. Every time he swung it, it would take away a piece of fresh food.
life.
At this moment, the direction that Nangong Ruoli was running in was surprisingly the place where Feng Xiaofeng and Yu Shijie fought. Because of the two people's true energy flying around, the area within a three-foot radius had become a vacuum zone.
No one dared to try to get close, because the chaotic sword energy could kill anyone nearby at any time, and the two people in the battle could not prevent it from happening.
The one hundred Yushi clan warriors who were originally placed in the small mountain col by Nangong Ruoli also charged over with their weapons brandished. With their participation, I believe that this remnant of the Wind clan's soldiers will soon be annexed.
Therefore, Nangong Ruoli is no longer worried about the outcome of the battle. The only thing he is worried about is Feng Xiaofeng in front of him. Just like Feng Xiaoxi before, if Feng Xiaofeng defeats Yu Shijie, then even if the Yu Master clan can win, he will definitely win.
Many soldiers will be sacrificed in vain.
Therefore, Feng Xiaofeng had to be dealt with first, so Nangong Ruoli rushed towards Feng Xiaofeng without thinking.
All eighteen flying knives have been retrieved one by one by the dedicated warriors of the Rain Master Clan and put back into their sleeves.
But Nangong Ruoli didn't want to use the flying knife stunt now. Previously, he controlled two flying knives to change directions at the same time. The strong feeling of collapse made him a little scared.
He was on the battlefield at this time, so he didn't dare to be careless in the slightest. If he couldn't kill his opponent with one blow, he would probably be killed in reverse. Nangong Ruoli, who had died once, cherished his life even more.
Tianni's true energy was flowing through his meridians, but Nangong Ruoli didn't seem to notice that his true energy had deteriorated slightly at this time.
The original gray Qi has now transformed into a faint white color. Although it is not as pure white as the Wind Clan's Qi, the breath is more mellow.
Quietly approaching Feng Xiaofeng, less than ten feet away, Nangong Ruoli raised a sneer on his lips. All the Tianni Qi was poured into his arms and daggers, and not a trace of Qi leaked out.
"Huh..." The dagger was drawn out, with only a hint of wind, and it stabbed Feng Xiaofeng's vest accurately.
Although Nangong Ruoli struck quickly and harshly, Feng Xiaofeng still felt the murderous aura in advance, and narrowly avoided the vital part of his vest.
Even so, there was still a deep scar on the right side of his back.
With his backhand, he slashed towards Nangong Ruoli with a knife. Feng Xiaofeng felt angry in his heart and shouted sternly: "Boy, how dare you make a sneak attack!"
Nangong Ruoli lowered his head to avoid the sharp knife, and said with a smile: "Battle is cruel, there is only victory or defeat, there is no such thing as a sneak attack or not, you know that a soldier never tires of deceit!"
"Nonsense, I'm asking you to teach me a lesson -" Feng Xiao Xifeng couldn't help but be even more surprised when he saw clearly that Nangong Ruoli was only a child of about ten years old.
While he was stunned, another bloody wound was cut on his left arm by Yu Shijie's sword.
Roaring to the sky, Feng Xiaofeng was almost driven crazy by Nangong Ruoli. His elusive melee combat skills were impeccable. Coupled with Yu Shijie's stormy sword skills, the wounds on his body were constantly increasing, but there was no trace of them at all.
method.
Moreover, Nangong Ruoli was so slippery that he would immediately run away if he missed a hit, giving him no chance to fight back. This made Feng Xiaofeng roar even more furiously.
The sound of fighting gradually stopped, and Feng Xiaofeng was finally exhausted and fell to the ground with his back to the sky, and there were nearly white spots on his body with large and small wounds.
As a young general of the younger generation of the Feng Clan, Feng Xiaofeng died an extremely miserable death. He was completely tortured to death by the two of them, leaving him no chance of luck.
The death of the leader caused the remaining Wind Clan warriors to lose their fighting spirit. This unfair battle once again ended with the Rain Clan's victory.
Yu Shijie's eyes were full of brilliance. He walked to Nangong Ruoli and was about to speak when a rush of footsteps came from the woods.
"There are enemies!" Yu Shijie shouted almost reflexively.
Nangong Ruoli shook his head and said with a smile: "Uncle Shi Fei and the others, I think they came back victorious and joined us!"