The nine thousand dead soldiers are all masters with extraordinary skills. On weekdays, these personal combat power may not be able to withstand the crushing of the army, but tonight they played an unimaginable role.
The Daxia formation was quickly disrupted, and after a while, the Beimeng heavy cavalry swept in like a torrent, destroying the dead and rushing into the Daxia camp, forcibly opening a gap.
After the 40,000 light cavalry, another 20,000 light cavalry emerged from the east and west city gates and flanked along the two wings, quickly forming a closing trend, cooperating inside and outside, and constantly harvesting the lives of Daxia soldiers.
When the war turned into a one-sided slaughter, the battlefield became a terrifying hell. Before General Shi Hua's order could be given, he was surrounded by two figures.
The sword intent was surging on the two of them, and as soon as Pu appeared, the surrounding soldiers were twisted into blood and bones by this powerful sword intent.
The person who came is exactly, Jiancheng Jianyi and Jian Er.
Jiancheng's sword has three disciples, Jianyi, Jian2, and Jian3. Only Jiansan gave himself a new name, Jian Liuying.
Jian Yi and Jian Er have never used other names since they entered the barren city.
Beside General Shi Hua, a thousand guards desperately protected each other, but they still couldn't stop the pace of the two of them.
White clothes, purple clothes, so dazzling in the dark night, the two swordsmen in the barren city, every step they took, a large piece of snowflakes would fly, unstoppable.
The three generals of the late ninth rank came forward in person, but it was all in vain. The three of them only blocked three breaths, and their heads were in different places, blood stained with loess.
Half an hour later, the general died, and the two left, ignoring his business.
Nearly 10,000 heavy cavalry once again showed their invincible edge, and the sword was hard to hurt, like a sharp knife, completely piercing the heart of the Daxia camp.
The 100,000 Great Xia soldiers were constantly being swallowed up by the torrents of the Northern Mongolian Iron Cavalry. After the general, the rest of the generals in the army were also falling. There was no order to issue, only panic and defeat.
The gap between the two armies was already obvious, but under this dark night's raid, there was no longer any suspense of victory or defeat.
If the army of 100,000 people is ready to fight, it will pay a heavy price as the iron cavalry in Northern Mongolia, but tonight there is only bloody massacre.
On Yangguan City, Fan Lingyue stood quietly, dressed in a blue dress and hunted with the wind. On her beautiful face, she was calm and ruthless.
This war is getting more and more difficult, not only in Daxia, but even the soldiers in Northern Mongolia are increasingly showing signs of fatigue. Only victory can continue to stimulate the morale of the soldiers.
Her time is running out, but Daxia's days are running out.
The battle below is basically a foregone conclusion. Fan Lingyue looks towards Tianhua Mountain in the south. She cares more about the situation there than the outcome of this battle.
If Ning Chen were to die, the war between the two dynasties would no longer change.
With Xiao Hou's shot, and the beginning of the net industry, she was 99% sure that Ning Chen would never be able to get out of Tianhua Mountain again.
As for the remaining possibility, whether it exists or not, no one can control it.
As time passed, the sound of the fighting became more and more cruel.
There is no suspense in Daxia's fiasco. On the Northern Mongolia side, almost all of the nine thousand dead soldiers left by Xiao Wanhua died in battle. After completing the mission and mission, they left with relief and pride.
At the foot of Tianhua Mountain, Xiao Wanhua looked to the north, as if feeling it, and made the final farewell for the nine thousand dead.
In this world, there are not so many right and wrong, each has its own master, only the victors have the right to write history.
After a moment of sadness, Xiao Wanhua turned his eyes back to the battle situation. The Marquis of Daxia Zhiming, this is the new Marquis of Daxia who only rose after he left. He inherited the power of Marquis of Daxia as always, and is a worthy man. Respected strong man.
The strategist specially arranged for today's siege. Facing such a strong lineup, it was indeed beyond his expectations that the Marquis of Zhiming could persist until this point.
Each of the six powerhouses in the world is a leader in the realm of reaching the sky, and it is impossible to join forces to deal with one person on weekdays.
Today, only military advisors have this ability and right, and only the person on the other side has this qualification.
"Sword Rain, Ji"
The long sword in Yuwei's hand turns into a lingering sword move, like a lingering drizzle, making it difficult for people to get rid of it.
"Sword Thunder, Slash"
Lei Wei held an epee, and his might was astonishing. Every time the sword fell, a loud noise shook the sky, like a giant thunder.
"Sword Wind, Sweep"
In Feng Wei's hand, a thin sword was as fast as the autumn wind, and the eyes were dizzying, and several sword lights passed by.
The three guards teamed up, tacit understanding and unparalleled, both offense and defense, plus the electric guards cooperated with different techniques, there was no flaw.
The battle became more and more intense, Ning Chen urged the scroll of the earth, the boulder flew over, blocking the figure of Rain Guard, and then the ink sword condensed frost, and the sword knocked back Lei Guard, however, before he could breathe, he saw the sword wind swept in, stabbing the sword. to the throat.
"One Royal Storm Splits Thousands of Miles"
The light of Ning Chen's body changed again, his left hand slashed with his sword, and with a shocking sword, he shot out of the sky.
Impressively Tianwei, Fengwei was shaken, and the corners of his mouth were red.
"Sword, Streamer"
The three guards retreated, Jian Liuying came to the front, and a sword Liuguang broke into the sea of qi in Ning Chen's dantian.
At the same time, the two swords of the Four Ming Swords swept through the two sword qi, blocking all the latter's retreat.
"Bang"
Ning Chen blocked the cold front in Jian Liuying's hand with a single sword, but he no longer had time to take care of the two sword qi flying behind him.
"Rapid Thunder"
The Electric Guard revived a different technique, causing the thunder to fall, and the blade pointed at it, thunder and lightning, and fell violently.
Ning Chen was furious, his whole body rose sharply, and in the violent snowstorm, the supreme secret method of the Taoist sect of the past was reproduced.
"Quick snow, three thousand miles of sword snow"
A sword slammed into the ground, and the wind and snow scattered all over the sky, and the vast aura erupted, like thousands of ice swords blasting open, shocking the world.
"Uh"
The six people who were besieged were affected by this terrifying power, and they all retreated several dozen feet.
When he was breathing heavily, the sweat dripped little by little. Even though the sky was cold and snowy, Ning Chen's whole body was still sweating like rain. Since the battle, his energy and body have been consumed a lot.
At this moment, Xiao Wanhua, who was watching the battle from the side, finally moved, his hand shook, Jingye flew up in the beginning, and the moment he drew his sword, he came to the latter in an instant.
Ning Chen suddenly felt the danger behind him, and turned to block the sword, however, the opportunity was lost, and he was exhausted from the long battle, and he immediately fell into the disadvantage.
"In the face of six strong men in the world, you can still hold on to this day. Knowing the fate, you are worthy of the shot."
In Xiao Wanhua's hands, the net industry was as fast as a flash in the beginning, and in the blink of an eye, the splendid sword light was threatening to kill, and the powerful power was actually approaching the innate realm infinitely.
Among the ten Marquis of Great Xia, the force of Beiwu Marquis has been hovering in the middle, and now it seems that he is obviously hiding his strength.
The fast sword is as deep as a mountain, and the deep foundation is rare in the world. Ning Chen blocked the former's tricks, his breath was not continuous, and a sword slashed, and his body was immediately stained with blood.
Jian Liuying, Si Ming Jian, and the four guards of wind, rain, thunder and lightning saw this, they immediately bullied themselves up, the swords merged, and they fell down.
"Snow in July"
Ning Chen reluctantly raised his kung fu, and swayed his sword, snow drifting into the world.
The wind and snow fell, and the sword intent was scattered in all directions. The six people blocked the snowflakes falling in front of them, took a few steps back, and their blood was churning.
"Walk"
Ning Chen seized the gap, moved his feet, and left quickly.
"Chase." Xiao Wanhua said coldly.
Si Mingjian, Jian Liuying, Siwei quickly followed, chasing in the direction Ning Chen left.
At the foot of Tianhua Mountain, a plain white figure passed by. However, before walking out three miles, he saw a series of figures coming towards him, blocking all the way.
Swords, lights, swords and shadows forced each other, and everyone's cultivation base was above the fourth rank.
The way forward was blocked, the ink sword in Ning Chen's hand danced, a sword slashed, and blood splattered.
There was no retreat, no choice, beside Ning Chen, the stump was cut off, and he kept flying.
Blood flowers, flying all over the sky, I don't know who it is, the manpower is poor, and in the face of the endless siege, I gradually slow down.
At this time, Jian Liuying and others caught up, and without stopping for a moment, they stepped forward immediately.
Ning Chen swung two swords away, but he didn't have time to block the third sword. With a bang, he stepped back ten steps, blood vomited.
The blood flowed more and more, and the strength of the body gradually disappeared. Although it was an immortal body, it gradually showed a state of weakness.
"Marquis Zhiming, tonight, it's hard for you to fly"
Xiao Wanhua held the beginning of the net industry in his hand, and walked step by step, the powerful coercion shook away all obstacles around him.
The Sword of Absolute Beginning was extremely powerful, the ink sword touched it, and it kept shaking. Ning Chen, who was already at the end of the force, was constantly injured, and finally reached the limit of his endurance.
The six powerhouses in the world, plus Xiao Wanhua, who holds the beginning of the net industry, are an invincible combination, Fan Lingyue did not leave any flaws for tonight's forced killing, and put Ning Chen to death at all costs.
"It's snowing, ice, uh"
In the face of the forced killing without any way out, Ning Chen refused to give up, his sword moved, and he wanted to show the secret technique of Taoism again.
At this moment, four sword lights flew over, and immediately, the clothes were stained with blood.
There was no chance of the slightest surprise in the close battle. Ning Chen had a terrifying sword wound on his chest.
In addition to the seven people, a steady stream of soldiers surrounded them, all of whom were specially selected by the army, who had been preparing for this fight for a long time.
Ning Chen straightened up and looked at Tianhua Mountain beside him. Could it be that he came here on his way.
He knew that this day would come sooner or later, and he was not afraid of death, but unfortunately, it was a few months earlier.
The next moment, Mingyuan flew out and exploded with a bang. Ning Chen ran the scroll of life and forcibly absorbed the power of Mingyuan. Suddenly, the incomparably powerful evil energy swelled and spread rapidly between the heavens and the earth.
Under the guidance of the source, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth surged at the same time, and a force that did not belong to the day after tomorrow appeared, with Ning Chen as the center, and quickly spread.
Tianhua Mountain shook, the ground cracked and the mountain shook, large rocks rolled down, and huge ravines appeared on the ground, terrifying and terrifying.
The forbidden move of the scroll of life that has been practiced for a long time, today, will be the only move in the world that no one has ever seen, because no one has ever cultivated it. Ning Chen was also unable to complete his cultivation. However, at the last moment, even if he had only a few tricks, even if he did everything he could, he would let all the people here be buried with him.