Trolling down the river.

The spring grass floats, and the reeds blow.

Huangfu's private army, which had traveled thousands of miles from near Beichuan, finally arrived at the scene before the two sides started a war.

These 50,000 light armor have always been known for their extremely fast marching speed.

After a long journey of just a few days, morale appeared on the riverbank.

A long river with the sound of murmuring water.

It is no more than fifty meters wide.

On one side was the army of King Yelu stationed in place, and on the other side was the iron hooves of Dafeng beating the drums of war, of which the main force of 20,000 was camouflaged in the center of the iron hooves, and the elite equipment was not exposed.

The private army of the royal family of Huangfu appeared behind the iron hooves of Dafeng, a few miles away.

If the situation of this battlefield is condensed into the layout, it can be clearly seen that the iron hooves of Dafeng, lined up in a straight shape, are like a narrow knife out of the sheath, which has been attacked by a total of 100,000 soldiers and horses on both sides, front and back.

At this time, the sky slowly ended.

Gale transit.

Standing at the outlet, the Huangfu Wang Army, tens of thousands of light armor, were blown and collided with each other, and the piercing metal impact sound, one after another, was like a surging wave.

A general with real power, standing in front of tens of thousands of royal troops, condescendingly looked at the iron hooves of Dafeng below.

"What a big piece of fat."

The general clenched his fist with one hand and spread out the other, and after observing the situation, he couldn't help but hammer his palm, and said in an excited tone, "Our army is condescending and infiltrates the back, once the battle line is spread, the iron hooves of Dafeng will definitely collapse one after another." ”

With a wave of his hand, the golden banner belonging to the royal family of Huangfu floated on the top of the sky.

Then, there was the sound of hanging knives coming out of their sheaths.

After nightfall, war was imminent.

This situation of siege and besiegement, after lasting for seven days, finally had to tear their faces and choose to go into battle with white blades.

And, Cao Xuanjia, as the strongest person in the sub-holy realm, has already been tempered to the peak level, so there is no need for light armor to protect himself, a coarse linen coat and a spear that has been sharpened are all his belongings.

He stood alone in front of him, spear in hand.

Just like that, he stood majestically at the front of a hundred thousand iron hooves.

Unworldly generals, take the lead.

At the same time, the 50,000 private troops commanded by Yang Zan were also urgently mobilized.

"Sonorous."

Under the gloomy void, I don't know whose weapon made a crisp sound.

The next moment.

Cao Xuanjia, who was dressed in ordinary clothes, was like a long rainbow, pouring into the void horizontally, with a terrible whistling sound, and directly rushed into the tens of thousands of light horses led by Yang Zan.

Although thousands of people have gone to me!

"Sons, kill!"

"Kill!"

The battlefield that was originally silent finally became restless, and the firelight and sword light were connected into a line.

Swing along tens of thousands of miles of reeds and soar into the sky.

"Boom."

Cao Xuanjia, who took the lead, finally had a fierce collision with the first war horse that swept the formation.

The cavalry, which was composed of at least dozens of people, faced Cao Xuanjia, who was moving on foot, actually showed a momentary froze after contact, and it seemed that the void was frozen.

"Boom."

Soon, a jaw-dropping scene happened.

Dozens of war horses that should have rushed forward, after encountering Cao Xuanjia, actually rushed vertically into the air, no bones were broken, no cavalry fell from their horses, and they jumped into the air so abruptly.

Cao Xuanjia, who drove straight in, did not stay.

After a collision, he increased his speed again, like an awl, and drilled through the fan-shaped cavalry formation formed by Yang Zan's army.

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

The cavalry troops who encountered Cao Xuanjia on both sides began to fall from their horses and burst their bones.

These lightly armored cavalry troops, which are not experienced in a hundred battles, but their combat effectiveness should not be underestimated, are not enough for Cao Xuanjia to kill them in one round, and with a light breath, dozens of people were cut off their horses.

The only open plain area was gradually dyed red by the rolling blood.

This is the first time Yang Zan has seen that the peak of the Jianghu martial arts has a strong deterrent to the battlefield armor, breaking the formation with one shot, killing countless enemies, and that person is still killing.

"This ......"

Previously, he recklessly believed that the commander-in-chief of Dafeng was just a deputy general of the Yelu royal family with straw bags, and his face was so blue that he looked at this shocking scene, and opened his mouth several times, not knowing how to speak.

In fact, this scene made Yang Zan and a group of other lieutenants think of why not long ago, Chaoge City, which was easy to defend and difficult to attack, was forcibly broken by Ning Hetu in one day.

"Gather the team and besiege the past."

Yang Zan immediately mobilized heavy troops and approached Cao Xuanjia, who took the lead.

At the same time, a large number of troops of the royal family of Huangfu began to go down the wind, along the bend of the river, pinning down the tail of the iron hooves of Dafeng, and the heavy armies at both ends pressed the formation, and the Dafeng iron hooves in the center fell into the quagmire.

The head and tail were cut off on the spot.

The tent of the royal family of Huangfu.

A young-looking adjutant general was talking about the formation of Dafeng's iron hooves, and he, seeing through the flaws in Dafeng's tail, was ready to lead a military order and lead the troops to the battle.

"Once our army breaks through Cao Xuanjia's rear, it will definitely smash Huanglong and cut them again."

The young lieutenant raised his hand and made a neck-cutting motion, his face full of excitement.

However, just as the lieutenant would continue to lobby the commander-in-chief, another lieutenant appeared in the camp with a heavy heart, and urgently said, "Something is wrong, and a person has come." ”

At this time, not only the royal family of Huangfu was silent.

Yang Zan, who had already appeared on the battlefield, was also dumbfounded.

Thousands of light armor besieged Cao Xuanjia without success, and just when he withdrew from a safe distance and was about to charge again, a fast horse appeared carelessly in the center of the battle between the two armies.

"Kill, kill the god in vain?"

Yang Zan almost gritted his teeth and popped out these words.

The first general in the territory of 10,000 miles suddenly appeared in the Luoluo River, and after temporarily letting go of the war horse in his hand, this peak man who has been obscure for decades and has led several ace armies, turned his body and faced Cao Xuanjia.

"Sonorous!"

Cao Xuanjia stood up into the soil under his feet with a shot, his brows furrowed.

The comers are not good.

Especially since both of them are in the realm of saints, it is easier to feel the ferocious killing intent on each other's bodies.

"Boom!"

The sword is in the ground.

Bai Qi didn't say a word from the moment he appeared to this moment.

That is, a few simple times to regulate breathing, this heroic man, raised a punch and smashed it.

Cao Xuanjia, who didn't have time to react, was blasted out of a distance of dozens of meters by a punch, and finally knocked over dozens of war horses before he could stabilize his body that kept slipping.

"Snort."

Cao Xuanjia's five fingers grabbed into the soil and grabbed a ball of sand fiercely, only then did he stand up gloomily and face the killing god Bai Qi not far away again.

The royal family of Huangfu, the iron hoof, and even the tens of thousands of private troops of the Yelu royal family.

One by one, they were stunned at the scene.

Even Yang Zan, who has lived a handful of years, feels that the changes on the scene are too absurd.

"Why are these two people fighting?"

“……”

(End of chapter)