You know that this book really needs every recommendation vote, but you are holding it back and using it to tease me.
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The entire front line retreated, and countless broken troops retreated hastily, like ants all over the mountains and fields.
Zuo Wuzhou and Chen Zongzhi led two groups of men under their command to retreat. Chen Zongzhi was panting. The young man from the aristocratic family swore profanities again and again: "His grandma's Jianing Army is so shameless. They actually have the nerve to bring fourth- and fifth-grade soul martial artists to fight with us."
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Zuo Wuzhou's head and face were covered with blood, both from his own and from his enemies. Just as he was about to speak, his whole body suddenly froze!
Not only did Zuo Wuzhou calm down quickly, like an invisible virus, with him as the center, starting from Chen Zongzhi, the entire defense line gradually calmed down!
Because everyone felt faintly that the earth was shaking, and the frequency of the shaking was getting more and more intense!
The terrifying breath of death is floating in the sky and in the hearts of every soldier!
"Enemy attack!"
Countless soldiers screamed in fear, everyone rioted wildly, and the officers roared to control order!
Endless dust and smoke slowly rose from the end of the high slope, and a war horse emerged from the slope in front. The man held the reins of the war horse, laughed wildly, and soared to the sky with arrogance!
The rumbling vibrations became louder and louder, and an extremely long black line appeared from the edge of the slope!
"charge!"
The galloping cavalry, like a black tide coming out of hell, launched the most violent tide attack over the mountains and plains!
Under this overbearing and invincible iron hoof, the entire hillside seemed to be trampled into powder by countless cavalry at any time. The entire defense line trembled and surrendered under the iron hoof!
"Retreat, retreat, retreat across the board to the main camp!" The mid-level officer on the horse was completely overwhelmed by the prestige, and he beat his horse back madly!
The cavalry swept in like a hurricane, intent on destroying everything!
Zuo Wuzhou was among the defeated troops and was bundled up and retreated towards the main camp. He finally caught Chen Zongzhi in the chaos and shouted: "You can't retreat like this, otherwise you will be killed by them if you can't retreat to the main camp."
Caught up!"
Chen Zongzhi had already lost his mind under such overwhelming momentum: "Then what should we do!"
"Move to the side, move to the side! Wait for an opportunity to seize the horse and escape!" Zuo Wuzhou and Chen Zongzhi were pushed forward involuntarily by the defeated army. They shouted loudly while watching the frenzy of cavalry getting closer and closer.
The Red Delirium Army continuously dispatched its ace troops, which must have launched an all-out general attack. The first line was defeated, and the defeated soldiers were pursued. They then used cavalry to attack wildly, even if the Xilin Camp was prepared, it would definitely not be able to stop it.
Because the Red Delirium Army has an absolute advantage in combat effectiveness, the Xilin Army will undoubtedly be defeated since the general attack. It can be imagined that once the Xilin Army is defeated, it is destined to be a complete rout. By then, it will be wrapped up in the chaos, and it will not be able to defeat the Xilin Army.
When the enemy comes to kill you, you may not be able to survive the chaos!
Zuo Wuzhou thought to himself: "If you want to survive a defeat, you can only stay away from the large group of defeated soldiers!"
Chen Zongzhi, who had no idea, seemed to have grasped a straw in the drowning. He summoned his troops without hesitation and followed Zuo Wuzhou to kill them diagonally.
Between the main camp and the second line is an open flat land. Zuo Wuzhou led Chen Zongzhi and others, and tried their best to penetrate the sloping army to the place with the fewest defeated troops. There were originally twelve people in each group. After crossing,
A few of the rebels were scattered, and only seven people were left in total.
In the blink of an eye, the black devil's cavalry roared in, sweeping the battlefield as ruthlessly as a hurricane, trampling on every life!
As Zuo Wuzhou expected, the main purpose of the Red Delirium Cavalry was to break through the camp, and the pressure on the side was minimal!
Zuo Wuzhou stared at the cavalry getting closer and closer, his heart became clear, he picked up the steel knife and shouted: "Get ready, cut off the legs and seize the horses!"
Before the cavalry arrived, a strong stench was already blowing in!
In an instant, the light and shadow of the sword flashed, captivating the field of vision! Zuo Wuzhou was full of fighting spirit, gliding sideways, and the steel knife turned into the sharpest killing move in his hand.
Several war horses screamed in agony, and they were smashed down with both men and horses, sliding several meters to the ground. Both men and horses were smashed to pieces.
Being blocked by the cavalry in front, Zuo Wuzhou's dangerous move finally won a glimmer of hope, delaying the cavalry behind for a moment! Zuo Wuzhou's eyes lit up: "Now! Seize the horse!"
The sound was like a thunderbolt, which made the eardrums of the cavalrymen hurt. Zuo Wuzhou and others took advantage of the moment when the horses slowed down and jumped up. They knew that if they could not seize the horses, they would be dead. No matter who they were, they all exploded with the strongest force at this moment.
Combat power!
The knight on horseback slashed wildly with his sword like wind and thunder, but Zuo Wuzhou didn't expect that he had no time to play any tricks, so he struck with the simplest and most direct knife in the pocket! Killing both people with the sword, seizing the horse and speeding up the slope
Escape from the chaos!
As Zuo Wuzhou expected, the real main force of the cavalry was all gathered in the center and launched a general attack on the Xilin Camp. The knights on the hypotenuse were the weakest. Although they often had third- and fourth-grade cultivation, they were still struggling to survive.
The power that can be unleashed under desire is terrifying!
The strategy of fighting quickly and sacrificing life for life quickly cleared a way for Zuo Wuzhou and others to escape temporarily.
But the Red Delirium Army is behind, and the Xilin Army Camp is in front. If you want to really fight for a way out, you must pass through the Xilin Camp! At this time, the general attack launched by the Red Delirium Army cavalry, which is the main attack, has already entered.
In the Xilin camp!
"The Xilin army has been defeated, it's time to escape!" Zuo Wuzhou thought to himself, and galloped his horse into the Xilin camp along with the rebel army!
The Xilin Camp was defeated by a terrifying force attack. The cavalry all over the mountains and plains were chasing in all directions. The Jianing infantry followed closely and hit the Xilin Camp like a tide, turning everything in its path into ashes.
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Yang Lin watched the decisive battle with contented eyes. From the moment the defense line was broken, the defeat of the Xilin Army was a foregone conclusion. Now it was a matter of seeing who could capture more prisoners.
Yang Lin is twenty-three years old. He became a fourth-grade soul martial artist at the age of nineteen. He has a bright future. Originally, due to his talent and family background, he did not have to come to the war. But he was determined to come to the battlefield to hone his skills.
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While directing his subordinates to fight, a cavalryman came galloping from behind. Yang Lin's heart moved, he looked around, and his eyes lit up: "It's him!"
On the war horse, when he rushed to the first line of defense earlier, he was the only third-level soul warrior who could take his attack without dying!
Yang Lin was confident and proud. It was extremely rare to reach the fourth level at the age of nineteen. With a fifth-level cultivation, he could not kill the third level, which really made him feel quite embarrassed. When he saw Zuo Wuzhou appeared, he
Immediately he picked up the steel knife and rushed over with a few steps, using the knife with endless wind and thunder!
Like a violent thunder and lightning in mid-air, the sword clattered and beheaded the galloping horse!
The war horse crashed down on the spot, and Zuo Wuzhou immediately flew forward involuntarily. Yang Lin sneered, and galloped past with his body movements like the wind. But he saw Zuo Wuzhou in mid-air, and he threw a backhand without looking back!
The long knife broke through the air, blocking Yang Lin's movement. Then Zuo Wuzhou twisted and rolled in mid-air, swinging his hands together, and the two steel knives on the ground shot out again!
"Good movement!" Yang Lin praised, and his murderous intention became even stronger: "It's a pity, you will always die by my sword!"
Chen Zongzhi galloped forward, looking back to help: "Wuzhou, I'm coming!"
Zuo Wuzhou was moved in his heart and raised his foot to kick the scabbard and hit the horse's butt: "Let's go, leave me alone! I can escape, trust me."
Chen Zongzhi gritted his teeth, pulled the reins and shouted: "Okay, I believe you!"
The strong wind hit, and the soul power was inexplicably stirred. Yang Lin laughed loudly: "Do you think you can still escape from me? You are so naive!"
Zuo Wuzhou waited in awe, and rolled away to avoid this tragic and fatal knife! The water soul power surged through his body, he picked up a steel knife with his hands, and parried with his backhand!
There was a crisp sound, and Zuo Wuzhou was shocked to feel an extremely strong soul power pouring towards him. He groaned and rolled away, thinking: "He is indeed a fifth-grade soul martial master. I can't defeat him. What?
Is good?"
Yang Lin's face was full of smiles, and his hands were merciless. The steel knife slashed through the air continuously, as fiercely as if it chopped the air into pieces.
Zuo Wuzhou spat out blood again, and was horrified: "There is indeed a huge gap between the third grade and the fifth grade."
Every time Yang Lin struck with his sword, it was hard for Zuo Wuzhou to resist. It was rare to be able to show off one's strength on the battlefield, and there was nothing more satisfying than this.
The gap between the third and fifth grades was indeed too great, so great that Zuo Wuzhou was even unable to resist.
One knife after another slashed away Zuo Wuzhou's soul power. Yang Lin looked at Zuo Wuzhou dying on the ground with satisfaction, and said coldly: "It's an honor for you to die in the hands of a fifth-grade me."
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Yang Lin was confident that Zuo Wuzhou would die. With the power of a third-grade soul warrior, he could only fight for half an hour. Now half an hour is almost the same. If it had been anyone else, his soul power would have been basically gone.
He thought he could have a hearty battle with Zuo Wuzhou, but he was vulnerable to a blow. Yang Lin was disappointed and casually slashed Zuo Wuzhou's head with his knife!
Zuo Wuzhou did not despair. He noticed Yang Lin's soul power stirring, and noticed every move and every move of Yang Lin. Suddenly he remembered a sentence he mentioned when he was studying in the Soul Academy!
"I am the soul of life, and the soul of life is me!"
Zuo Wuzhou was so surprised that he seemed to have forgotten the sword that was delivered to him. He only thought of this sentence in his mind: "I am the soul of life, and the soul of life is me!"
As soon as his thoughts moved, the soul power in the middle soul aperture poured into the meridians, dispersed in the meridians, and circulated endlessly. His eyes were bright, and the speed of the sword seemed to slow down a lot in an instant.
He understands! One life and one soul!
Yang Lin casually sensed a change in Zuo Wuzhou's breath, his mind moved, and his eyes scanned over like lightning!
Zuo Wuzhou suddenly disappeared, and when he appeared again, he was already in front of Yang Lin!