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The carts full of earth and rocks were knocked over several times.

Even if the Rolling Stone Formation and the feather arrows blocked, it still couldn't stop the repeated collision of thousands of iron horses. With the overturning of the carts, the once impregnable fortress no longer exists.

There was another "boom" sound, and the two horses fell to the ground, their bones and tendons broke and neighed, and the men on the horses fell with them, and in an instant they were smashed by the boulders and their flesh and blood were blurred. And the car, which weighed no less than 1,000 pounds, was knocked over. Immediately after that, more than a dozen war horses flew through the gap, throwing short axes and shooting crossbow arrows one by one.

Behind the earthen wall, the soldiers erected shields.

Wu Yi still stood firmly on the earthen wall, the black tassel of the silver helmet on his head and the battle robe on his shoulders fluttering in the wind.

However, his tense face was a little pale. Although he walked through Lingxia Mountain, fought Canglong Valley, and was bloodied in life and death several times, he was alone after all, and he came and went without worry. And at this moment, his heart suddenly gave birth to a little timidity.

Is the killing here more frenzied, or is the killing more brutal here?

He didn't know.

He only knew that many people who broke the camp would die, just for a military order, for the blood and courage of his own general.

If you know this, can you turn back?

From his return to the capital, his revenge failed, he re-established the battle flag, and then went to the border with his brothers who broke the camp, until he had no choice now, everything seemed to meet with fate, but it was already doomed. Is this the fate that Qi San said in his mouth, or is it caused by his own deliberate paranoia?

In this life, no matter whether it is right or wrong, there is no turning back, but can only move on......

Blameless lost his mind slightly, and looked back at the battle flag beside him. The battle flag rolled violently, as if thousands of dead souls were shouting and roaring. In the cold wind, bloody choking.

As soon as he rode three feet away, he raised his crossbow arrow and fired.

Wu Yi turned back suddenly, raised his feet and left the earthen wall, and the person was in mid-air, flashing arrows, and the long sword slashed down.

A five-foot long sword in the shape of a black lightning bolt.

The man on the horse did not have time to dodge, and was split into two pieces by the "click". The blood was still there, and the war horse was still rushing with half of the corpse.

Without blame, he stepped on the horse's back, took advantage of the momentum, and swung the long sword in his hand again. As soon as the horse rushed head-on, he raised his knife, and there was a "bang" until he flew out upside down.

Dozens of horsemen took the opportunity to rush to the earthen wall, wielding knives and guns fiercely and unusually.

Blameless slashing left and right, taking several lives in a row, still unable to deal with it, and in an instant, he was surrounded in the moment.

Nearly 100 more horsemen rushed through the gap and slammed into the earthen wall. According to the soldiers guarding the earthen wall, they hurriedly raised their shields to block it, but the opponent's short axes and arrows were fierce, and after a while, there were gradually dead and wounded. Outside the canyon, thousands of cavalry were surrounded, and hundreds of crossbows and bows were fired continuously. The soldiers on the dirt mountain were unable to parry, and one after another people fell to the ground with arrows.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Bao Feng ordered dozens of people to retreat to both sides of the canyon. He and a few old brothers returned to the canyon with the rest of the soldiers. Although the canyon is only thirty zhang, it still seems too wide, even if the brothers of the broken camp are side by side, they can only put on a formation of three or four rows. However, there are thousands of iron horsemen in the Sizhou Kingdom, and it is not easy to hold on to them when the enemy is outnumbered.

Half an hour later, thousands of cavalry rushed to the front of the gorge. A few miles later, more cavalry galloped in one after another.

Blameless swept with his sword, and half of his body flew up with the horse's head. In the midst of the rain of blood, he turned and rushed to the other horse. A few arrows roared, followed by spears and steel knives from all directions. He didn't care about it, and struggled to slash the long sword in his hand. With a "click", a man and a horse were split in half. The swords, guns and arrows that came at him instantly tore through the robe, and then stabbed it fiercely on the body.

He didn't realize it, and continued to slash left and right. Flesh and blood were everywhere, and dead men and horses fell in a circle.

Another horse galloped forward, fierce, and as the iron hooves took off, a heavy iron rod fell with a bang.

Without any blame, he waved his sword to block. There was a muffled "sonorous" sound, and the iron rod broke from it. But his arm was numb, and he was slightly stunned. Then the iron hoof stepped on, and the "bang" hit the shoulder. The galloping horse slammed, no less than thousands of pounds of might. He immediately flew out upside down, and only fell to the ground until he was seven or eight feet away, and hurriedly struggled to sit up, still his shoulders were sore and his breath was floating, and he couldn't help but spit: "Phew! I didn't think that there were monks in the army of the Sizhou Kingdom......

And the strong man on the horse, almost planted on the horse's back, could restrain the castration, and glared at the half of the iron rod in his hand. His body is thick and his armor is neat, and he is obviously not an ordinary person, and he is clearly a general with two layers of feather cultivation. Perhaps he also sensed the strength of the enemy, and the murderous aura was even worse, so he clamped the horse's belly with his feet and shouted: "Kill-"

Hundreds of horsemen scrambled to be the first, and the offensive was like a tide.

Bao Feng and several old brothers, with the soldiers who broke the camp, desperately blocked it. With a "bang", the shield broke, and the soldier with the shield on the earthen wall fell down with a scream. Then someone was hit by an arrow head-on, and even a person with a shield turned over and fell. And the opponent's attack was even more ferocious, and he actually drove the armored war horse into the earthen wall.

Because of the short time, the hastily built earthen wall in the canyon was no more than three feet wide and no more than two people high, and it looked solid, but it could not withstand the impact of the iron horsemen in turn. In a few moments, the earth and rocks were splashed and shook slightly.

Between gasps, the situation is critical.

Blameless had risen from the ground, looking anxious. He swung his sword and slashed over a horse that rushed in front of him, and sprang up on tiptoe. The blood-red robe curled behind him was like a wing blooming in the wind. And the black sword in his hand was a thunderbolt in the blood.

When the strong man gave the order to attack, he did not forget to pay attention to his every move. Seeing that the other party rushed straight towards him, a fierce light flashed in his eyes, raised his hand and threw half an iron rod, and grabbed a flying sword out of thin air.

Blameless castration is like flying, and the enemy and me are separated by three feet in an instant. With the blessing of the magic power, a sword swept in. He didn't dodge or dodge, and slashed down with a sword in both hands. "Qiang", the flying sword shattered. "Pounce", half of the body flew out. And the black sword was not exhausted, and the war horse "clicked" to the ground.

In an instant, there was a round of exclamations all around. Sure enough, the people who were killed were extraordinary. Then the attack became more fierce, and a large group of iron horsemen pounced fiercely. Hundreds of other horsemen continued to ram into the earthen wall, making Baofeng and the others exhausted.

There is no blame for splitting and riding several times one after another, and it is still difficult to take care of it. There are so many enemy soldiers that they are simply impossible to kill. In desperation, he raised his voice and shouted, "Fire—"

Behind the earthen wall and on the dirt hills on both sides, clay pots and torches were thrown out one after another. The clay pots shattered, the vegetable oil splashed on fire, and then the tent that had been thrown in the canyon was set on fire, and in the blink of an eye, the fire raged.

The side of Siju was suddenly attacked by fire, and he was caught off guard, and the people shouted and neighed, turned around and fled.

Blameless took the opportunity to leap through the flames onto the earthen wall, grabbing the battle flag and landing it on the ground. Bao Feng and the others stepped forward to take the battle flag and greeted them loudly. He waved his hand and looked back at him, panting heavily.

Outside the canyon separated by the earthen wall, it was shrouded in flames. Siju's iron cavalry was unexpectedly blocked, and they retreated one after another. On the hillside a few miles away, twenty or thirty thousand horses had gathered, and they were preparing to kill. Don't think about it, as soon as the fire is extinguished, another more intense attack will begin.

"What about the dead and wounded?"

"More than 100 dead and wounded......"

"How can there be so many?"

Blameless withdrew his consciousness from a distance, and couldn't help but raise his voice. And after his surprise, he was silent.

In the canyon, there are busy figures everywhere. Seventy or eighty dead bodies were moved to the clearing, and the stumps and severed arms were horrifying. Twenty or thirty wounded soldiers sat or lay down, each snorting and groaning. On the dirt hills on both sides, the soldiers who finally breathed a sigh of relief rested on the spot, but they were exhausted and depressed. Several old brothers are in good condition, but they are also embarrassed. Bao Feng's helmet was gone, and his face was covered with sweat and dust; the leather armor of the sword banner was torn apart, and blood stains were faintly oozing out; Ma Zhantie's right arm was hit by an arrow, and the shaft of the arrow was still trembling slightly; Lu San's hands were cracked, and he grinned in pain.

Blameless glared and roared: "Old Dao, don't report the enemy's situation and heal the wounded......"

The leeward side of the earth mountain has long been gone.

And there was an angry voice from the busy crowd: "You are blind, I am not idle......"

The crowd separated, and an old man squatted on the ground, waving his hands full of blood: "The other three main roads in the Shinan Valley have been breached, and the defenders have all died; Ji Lu has broken through the siege and been trapped, with more than half of the dead and wounded; Ji Shaodian has rushed out of Shinan City and is coming here, but he has been intercepted, and there are many auspicious ones." There is a bear army that is about to be destroyed, you ask for more blessings!" As soon as he grabbed the soldier lying in front of him, he pulled out the arrow with his hand, and without waiting for a scream, he slapped the opponent with his backhand and knocked him unconscious.

It was Qi Sanren, who looked very impatient. Think about it, a former immortal sect master, a high-ranking immortal senior, never ate the fireworks of the world and stayed away from the world, but now he wants to save the dead and help the wounded on the battlefield, but he is doomed in vain and there is no way to avoid it, how can he not be depressed!

He was stunned for a moment, and then said loudly: "Brother Bao, you lead people to throw out all the combustible things, and block them for a while." Brother Daoqi, let the brothers rest with food. ”

The old brothers looked at each other, all of them looked solemn, and they didn't say more, and they each acted according to the order.

When the fire is extinguished, tens of thousands of iron horsemen in Siju will flood in. The broken camp will also collapse, and this Huwei Gorge will become the burial place of the brothers. I hope that Ji Shaodian can break out of the encirclement, and maybe there is a chance to turn around......

Wu Blame turned around and walked to the foot of the mountain, slowly sat on the ground, and couldn't help but raise the black sword in his hand, and lost his mind again.

After killing more than a dozen horsemen one after another, the bladeless five-bladed Xuantian Black Sword was still not stained with blood. But for some reason, at this time, I felt a little tired, a little weak, and a little dazed......

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ps: My last book "No Immortals" was selected as the 2015 Outstanding Online Literary Work of the Beijing Municipal Bureau of Press, Publication, Radio, Film and Television. Thank you to all the brothers and sisters who have been supporting Wuxian, it shows that the results of our joint efforts have been further recognized, and I hope that this "Heavenly Punishment Chronicle" will have a good result, let us continue to work hard. Finally, bow again and thank you!