Wasteland Battlefield.

The shield array opened with Wu Yan as the leader, I saw a golden light, and the metal iron barrels placed in the shield array behind also bloomed with metallic light, one by one, and quickly converged in front of Wu Yan.

Bang bang bang -

The rapid and swift collision sound, accompanied by the screams of the Shura ghost soldiers who were knocked away, looked as if the shield array took the initiative to meet them and knock them away.

But in fact, the shield array was in the middle position, and it didn't move at all.

At this time, the left and right route armies, the 110,000 light foot soldiers led by Tsing Yi and Night Tassel quickly moved. Led by the two female generals, they were like the most capable assassins, roaming the edge of the battlefield, breaking into pieces and quickly culling them when they had the opportunity to sneak attack, and as soon as the Scorched Prison Army began to assemble, they broke into pieces and quickly dispersed to the surrounding areas.

In the front, eleven cavalry troops were interspersed among the enemy formations, as if they were painting intricate paintings, and the neat enemy formations were divided into scattered formations of different sizes.

These scattered formations continued to charge forward because of the orders of the ghost generals, and they were knocked away by the shield array in waves, and before they could get up, they were harvested by the light foot soldiers, and the battle situation fell into a vicious circle, and it was unbelievable that it was one-sided.

Everyone watching the battle couldn't help but be dumbfounded, 'Where is this still yesterday's invincible army of scorched prisons, it's like an unarmed scout!'

In less than half a cup of tea after the start of the war, more than 7,000 of the Shura ghost soldiers fell, although it was nothing compared to the overall number of 200,000. But this was already the result of yesterday's two hours, and more importantly, only a few monks of the coalition army had been seriously wounded, and there had been no attrition.

"Damn, damn, damn, you all deserve to die......" The ghost general Wu Xu only felt irritable.

However, he was not an idiot who knew nothing, and his eyes were fixed on the eleven enemy horsemen, and when one of them, which was about to crush their intentions, came by, he leaped to his feet, picked up his stout club, and slammed it over.

The air squeezed sharply and squeezed.

Bang!

Zhao Yun raised the gun to block it, and there was a rapid cracking sound at the place of the fire, and the single-handled black spear could not withstand the huge force and shattered, and the phantom of the Great Night Eleven was also shattered into powder.

Before its momentum was exhausted, the head of the stick slammed into the head of the earth dragon, which caused its brain to burst, and the dragon's body was caused by the inertia of the conflict between the rapid charge and the sudden pause, and the huge force of the club, which made it roll back in reverse, and smashed the cavalry line that followed closely to pieces.

"Die!" Wu Xu roared bloodthirstily and rushed into the formation, and with every swing of the club, the heads of three to five cavalrymen would be shattered into powder.

"Hahahaha!" Bathed in the rain of blood, he laughed maniacally, the more excited he was, the faster and more precise his movements became.

There was a first wave of casualties on the part of the coalition forces.

"Cavalry retreat, heavy armor assault!" Zhao Yun knew that the tactics could not be effective all the time, but he didn't expect to be broken so quickly, and when there were casualties, he immediately issued a new order.

The remaining ten Zhao Yun suddenly merged into one, blocking the crazy Wu Xu.

Although Wu Xu broke through the weakness of the coalition army, he did not have the consciousness of being a general. The army formation, which was divided by cavalry, did not recover, so at this time the assault of heavy armor once again tore apart the enemy formation.

You must know that the heavy armor is not only defense, the armor and shields on their bodies can effectively resist the attack of the ghost soldiers carrying turbid gas, and they are surrounded by warriors like them, compared with the monks, their advantages are even more obvious.

On the other side, the left and right side of the two light foot soldiers, although Zhao Yun's voice could not be heard, but the armor was advanced, and immediately turned the pieces into a whole and assembled for an assault.

They still roam the flanks of the battlefield, slowly but effectively harvesting the heads of the enemy.

The situation was out of control for a moment, and it was pulled back by Zhao Yun's clever deployment.

"Give me death!" Wu Xu obviously discovered this, and the force of wielding the stick became heavier and heavier, and the turbidity was also accompanied by wild dancing, and the scene was very terrifying.

It's a pity that Zhao Yun followed Su Fu, and he didn't know how many times he had fought with the turbidity, and he was very familiar with its characteristics, so he was careful to dodge to avoid the turbidity.

This went on for about two quarters of an hour. On the battlefield, two quarters of an hour is already an extremely long time, and for those who are in it, it is no less than spending two springs and autumns.

Although the situation is not as one-sided as it was at the beginning, the casualties on the Jiao Prison side are still climbing rapidly, and there are signs of intensification.

On the coalition side, the casualties are less than 10% of the opponent's, which can be described as an eye-opener. And today, all the people present are famous monks in the world, and Zhao Yun's talent as a general has been affirmed again, and he will definitely become a hot figure in the future.

In fact, there were already a few great monks who were annoyed that they hadn't discovered such a talent earlier, and they were preempted by the Demon Emperor.

At this moment, there was a scream like an "eagle's chirp" from the rear of the enemy, Wu Xu suddenly woke up from the attack, only to find that his own army was about to fall into a rout, he couldn't help but be shocked and angry, roared, and shook his breath through Changhong, but his body suddenly retreated backwards.

"Stay!" Zhao Yun shouted, shook his body, divided ten Zhao Yun, and stabbed him with a gun.

The shadow of the gun is like a dragon, and it is as fast as thunder.

Sneering -

At this time, more than a dozen ghost soldiers suddenly rushed out of the oblique stab, blocking Zhao Yun with their bodies.

When Zhao Yun shook off the corpse, Wu Xu had already retreated to the rear.

......

"Is that you?" Wu Xu retreated, only to find that it was Yun Xiu beside the marshal who sent the warning signal and summoned him.

"Why, hide your head and tail and don't dare to let people see your face?" he looked disgusted.

"The marshal's command," Yun Xiu was wrapped in a black robe, "and I have full command here!"

"What did you say?" Wu Xu was furious, and the turbidity around him was steaming.

"This is an order," Yun Xiu raised his eyelids, "Or are you sure to turn the tide?"

Wu Xu turned his head and glanced at it, the ghost soldiers under his command were overwhelmed, no matter how stupid he was, he understood that he was only one step away from defeat.

He couldn't figure it out, it felt as if he had just started the battle, and he was almost routed by the enemy, which was completely different from yesterday. This unbearable feeling made him feel angry in his heart brewing rapidly, and he just wanted to kill.

However, after burying 200,000 ghost soldiers, his position as a ghost general will come to an end.

He knew this very well, so he had to endure no matter how much he suffered.

He stared at Yun Xiu and said word by word: "If you can't reverse the situation, I'll screw off your head!"

Yun Xiu didn't care about his threat at all, because for him, he was the one who should have died a long time ago.

He glanced up at the battle situation in the air and said coldly: "Pass my order!"

......

Zhao Yun saw that he hadn't caught up with Wu Xu, so he stopped and watched. He wasn't sure what the person who sent the warning was, so rushing over didn't help the battle situation.

While urging Wu Yan and the others to speed up the harvest, he observed the conversation between Wu Xu and the man.

The conversation did not last long, the enemy formation was about to collapse, but it never collapsed, and when Wu Xu gritted his teeth and blew the signal, a trace of unease floated in his heart.

Suddenly, the enemy's air force broke free from the monk's entanglement and swooped down, aiming at the heavily armored formation.

They were as fast as lightning, and their wings spread out for a full three feet, and when a large flock of such a huge flock of strange birds swooped down, it could be described as obscuring the sky and the sun.

Although Wu Yan reacted quickly, how could he stop such a huge group with his strength, and after killing several strange birds, there were inevitably flaws in the heavy armor array.

The strange birds seemed to know that the shield soldiers would raise their shields to resist, and they stretched out their claws, grabbed them directly, flew into the air, and then fell down.

There was a void in the link of the heavy armor formation, and the enemy's actions suddenly became fast and efficient, taking advantage of the gap, and the heavy armor, which had always been invincible, was torn open a gap.

This gap was like an anthill in a dike, the heavy armor quickly collapsed, the light infantry was also affected, and the enemy counterattacked with lightning speed, and the coalition army suffered heavy casualties.

With just one move, the situation was reversed, and Wu Xu was so dazzled that he forgot his anger for a while.

Yun Xiu looked at it expressionlessly, and all kinds of instructions were passed out like flowing water. Only by feeling it positively can you deeply feel the strength of the Shura ghost soldiers.

The strength is not only their individual combat effectiveness, but also their incomparably tough nerves, as well as their fearless hearts, they are born killing weapons, and they can quickly regroup and fight back under such a declining situation.

On the contrary, it is a ghost general like Wu Xu who is more than enough than the top, because the desire imprinted in the source has just been born, and it is not easy to control, and he will fight if he disagrees, in addition to the high-end battlefield, the role is not as good as a ghost soldier.

On the coalition side, Zhao Yun shouted at the air troops: "Leave them alone, kill them!"

The monks were very convinced of his methods, and the various magic weapons and magic weapons suddenly appeared, and fell into the Shura ghost soldiers, and soon there were casualties.

The air forces of both sides abandoned each other and began a large-scale harvest on land.

Although the coalition forces quickly regained their momentum, in fact, it was the Jiao Prison side that had the upper hand. Because until Fang Cai, the army of Jiao Prison was still only slaughtered, and in the blink of an eye, it became evenly matched.

Night Tassel raised his hand to kill a ghost soldier, glanced at the chaotic battlefield, and suddenly felt a sense of powerlessness rise in his heart. Although it is not the first time that he has led troops into battle, the strength of the individual has actually had a very weak impact on the battle situation without absolute crushing.

In fact, most of the generals under Su Fu had felt this way.

Zhao Yun was probably the best among them, because his memories were given by Su Fu, and although they were unconscious, many of them were actually Su Fu's own thoughts.

In other words, what Zhao Yun in Su Fu's memory should be like, he is what he should be.

Therefore, after losing to Zhao Tiandao, he figured out a truth: There may be people in the world who should pursue the strength of individual strength, but I don't need to, and I shouldn't pursue.

His thoughts turned, and just as Hades was about to open, there was a sudden rolling sound from the rear of the enemy army.

The two sides of the battle stole a glance in their busy schedules, and they couldn't help but feel the ghosts, only to see a stone ball the size of a palace rolling down the hillside.

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