In the vast snowfield, snowflakes and blood splashed everywhere.
It must be said that this is indeed an opportunity to launch a fierce attack.
Xiao Yishan stared at the disappearing figure on the other side of the beacon tower, wondering about Lin Xiner's identity, but this was obviously the most advantageous time for them.
I saw Huangfu Yanchong like a brave general, invincible, charging into the positions of the two armies, pursuing the direction of Lin Xin'er.
"The whole army obeys the order and attacks fiercely!"
Xiao Yishan drew his sword and shouted loudly, thunder and drums bursting out.
At this time, the enemy was already trapped. Even if there were soldiers and horses hidden outside, it would be difficult to rush in. Xiao Yishan decided to seize this opportunity.
When Liu Cheng saw Xiao Yishan giving the order, he rushed towards the weakest point with the imperial guards who were following him.
His purpose was only to rescue the prince, so he led his people to try to find a breakthrough in the battle.
Lin Xiner intercepted the magic sound messenger.
The Demonic Sound Messenger withdrew his light-shifting phantom, landed flat on his feet, and stood in the snow.
Although Lin Xiner was wearing an officer's armor at this time, her disguise had faded away, and her resolute and cold face was reflected in the devoid of warmth of the sunset.
"We meet again." The Demonic Voice Messenger smiled evilly, but the seriousness in his heart at this time was rare.
"Of course, you owe me so much debt, how could I abandon you?" Lin Xiner said.
Every word was full of bloody hatred, not only for her, but also for so many innocent people in the Lin family.
"You want to kill me? Do you think you can succeed?" The Demonic Sound Messenger asked with a smile, turning the jade flute in his hand in a beautiful circle.
"I can stand here today, so I am very confident." Lin Xiner said, glancing at the two armies fighting bloody battles behind her, "Just like this battle, the outcome is clear, but..."
Lin Xiner looked back, "It's just that you are just a shield for others."
The Demonic Sound Messenger looked closely at Lin Xiner and his eyes flashed, "It's better to block a knife than to be stabbed secretly, what do you think?"
He was willing to block the knife for Bing'er, because he knew that the knife that Lin Xiner received was much more painful and caused her to vomit blood.
Watching Bing'er's enemy's daughter suffer was also a great pleasure for him.
Therefore, when he said this, the smile on his lips became thicker, with a playful and evil charm.
"Okay, I will let you get what you want and block this knife fiercely." Lin Xiner said.
The Demonic Voice Messenger swept towards the troops. He came to prevent the tragic defeat. Even if Li Dingyi gave orders at this time, it was too late. The only way was to stop the battle immediately and rely on his Magic Flute.
The Demonic Sound Messenger is also a person who can advance and retreat. Knowing what is the most important thing at this time, he decided to put aside Lin Xiner's provocation, avoid her, and control everyone with a magical sound.
Lin Xiner naturally knew what he was thinking, and as soon as the jade flute in his hand moved, she drew her sword and stabbed him.
This move was easily avoided by the Demonic Sound Messenger.
But Lin Xiner stepped forward and didn't give him a chance to touch the jade flute with her lips.
Calculating the time, Leng Yanqiu, who was waiting to respond to her, should have arrived, and Huangfu Yanchong would definitely take action.
Sure enough, as soon as Lin Xiner fought against the Demonic Voice Messenger, a man wearing the armor of a Northern Xinjiang officer came up to kill him.
Although her appearance had changed, Lin Xiner recognized Leng Yanqiu at a glance.
His white shirt was covered by armor, and he looked like a warrior, adding a bit of rare courage.
He blended into the battlefield as an officer and soldier in Northern Xinjiang and rushed all the way to the beacon tower. This was the place he had already thought of, so he acted faster than Huangpu Yanchong after seeing Lin Xiner's figure.
"Ha, Leng Yanqiu, I didn't expect it to be you. It seems like you should really let your aunt teach you a lesson. You, a descendant of the Leng family, have your elbows turned out too much." The magic sound messenger resisted Leng Yanqiu and
Lin Xiner teased while pretending to be relaxed during the double attack.
"Auntie Qingxiu is indeed with you!" Leng Yanqiu said.
Lin Xiner also understood that the poison technique of the Demonic Sound Messenger came from the Leng family, that is, the hand of Leng Qingxiu.
The Demonic Sound Messenger's jade flute failed to play, so Xiao Yishan stepped up his attack and the alliance army suffered heavy losses. The appearance of Huangfu Yan Chong added fuel to the fire for him.
The Demonic Sound Messenger understood that rushing to the battlefield to rescue him was in vain. Lin Xiner dealt a cruel blow to him this time.
He originally thought that he was a "knife blocker", so Lin Xiner would only use him and follow him to follow the vine, but he didn't expect Lin Xiner to cut off his vine with a wave of his hand.
After a disastrous defeat in the battle, it will be difficult to cause trouble among the alliance's vassal countries in the future, and it will be more difficult to open the gate in northern Xinjiang.
However, he can't let anything happen to him. He hasn't gained Bing'er's affection yet, and he has to continue to guard Bing'er.
Therefore, he could not wait until Xiao Yishan brought people to besiege him again. No matter how high his martial arts skills were, he could not escape the encirclement and suppression of numerous soldiers and horses.
The Demonic Voice Messenger decided to escape. Fortunately, he had the ultimate light-shifting phantom skill, so he couldn't defeat him. He also had a strong ability to escape quickly.
According to Lin Xin'er's previous arrangement, when besieging the Demonic Messenger, Leng Yanqiu and Huangfu Yan Chong were both guarding the opposite direction of the cliff, so the side of the cliff was weaker.
They know that the Demonic Sound Messenger's "escape" skills are top-notch. If they face him directly, whether Leng Yanqiu or Huangfu Yanchong fights him alone, he may not have much upper hand. But if he uses his special skill of Light Shifting Phantom,
I'm afraid even two more people may not be able to trap him.
In this case, force him to escape towards the cliff.
At this time, Lin Xiner had already withdrawn and left first.
The Demonic Sound Envoy was only focused on escaping and did not notice the direction Lin Xiner left. Moreover, they were all wearing the same armor. As long as they were invisible on the battlefield, they would be hard to find.
Xiao Yishan saw Huangfu Yanchong and others besieging a man who used a jade flute as a weapon. He thought of the magic sound messengers he mentioned before, and saw that they were moving in the southwest direction that Huangfu Yanchong had said, that is, towards northern Xinjiang.
The spiraling mountain range that must be passed through.
So, he ordered a group of troops to join the siege.
Seeing the situation, the Demonic Voice Envoy accelerated his escape before the group of men and horses approached, and was forced to retreat to the southwest.
Half of the sun's face was buried behind the mountain, and the sound of fighting on the battlefield became weaker and weaker. The Alliance army had no fighting power. The generals who led the army were all captured, and those who died for their country were martyred. Occasionally,
A few had difficulty escaping.
The Demonic Sound Messenger threw away Leng Yanqiu and Huangfu Yanchong and fled to the mountain, but unexpectedly encountered an ambush.
This is a group of troops that Xiao Yishan had placed here with suspicion before, as a final siege against the Demonic Voice Messenger.
"Haha, how can it be so easy to kill me?" The magic sound messenger held the jade flute and finally had the opportunity to blow his own magic sound.
"Whoosh——"
A dart passed by, and the Demonic Sound Messenger's hand that had not yet been raised quickly dodged, but there was still a blood mark on the back of his hand.