At this time, Chen Lei's father, Chen Mantang, attacked swiftly and strangely, with gusts of cold wind and a black, cold and evil aura in the air. With just a few moves, he killed a master of the garrison.
After the death of this master, his body was covered with a thick layer of black ice, which kept emitting cold air, causing the temperature around it to drop.
Chen Lei's mother held two long swords in both hands, one emitting a blazing flame, and the other emitting a deep blue cold light. One yin and one yang, one hot and one cold. Her swordsmanship was exquisite and powerful. It also only took her a few moves to cut off the head of an elder master of the Zhao family.
As for the other heads of the Sun and Zhao families, as well as the elders and masters, and the masters of the town government army, they were besieged by several elders of the Chen family and several Four-Elephant Battle Towers, and were still fighting fiercely.
However, Hou Dewen's death in battle was a huge blow to the two heads of the Zhao and Sun families and their masters, and it also greatly damaged the morale of the ordinary soldiers who were fighting.
After Hou Dewen was killed in battle, the morale of the Zhenfu army and the Sun and Zhao families dropped to the lowest point. No one thought of resisting anymore, but instead thought about how to escape.
On the battlefield, low morale is fatal. One side's morale is high and they become more courageous as they fight, while the other side's morale is low, their commander is killed in battle, and they only think about escaping. The situation on the battlefield immediately changes significantly.
The Zhenfu Army and the disciples of the Sun and Zhao clans, who were already at a disadvantage, collapsed immediately and were unilaterally slaughtered by the disciples of the Chen residence. They had no power to resist at all.
The two heads of the Sun and Zhao families no longer cared about fighting, and tried their best to force back their opponents. They fled to their own clansmen, gathered the remaining clansmen, and began a great escape.
"Kill them all, leaving no one behind!"
When Chen Tangxuan saw the two heads of the Sun and Zhao families and the remaining town government troops starting to flee, he showed no mercy and ordered a pursuit.
Sharp arrows were shot out one after another, like deadly soul-chasing notices, killing a large number of the escaped Zhenfu Army, Chen and Zhao family disciples.
A thousand disciples of the Chen Mansion skillfully loaded arrows into the Blood-Piercing Cloud Crossbow and pulled the trigger. A thousand crossbow arrows fell like a dark cloud, causing huge damage to the opponent again.
Afterwards, the head of the Chen family personally led the team and pursued and killed Sun, Zhao and the town's government troops until the corpses were scattered all over the ground and the army was in disarray. They chased and killed for three streets in a row before calling off the troops and returning to the government.
After this chase, the two heads of the Sun and Zhao families gathered their respective remaining troops. After counting, they were saddened to find that the number of disciples who escaped from their Sun and Zhao families was less than a hundred each, and among the nearly a thousand elite soldiers of the Zhenfu Army, less than a hundred were alive. It was a great defeat, a miserable defeat, and a rout.
After counting the remaining people, the two family heads were so angry that they couldn't help but spit out blood. They looked listless and a little dazed.
The two family heads looked at each other, feeling sorry for each other. At this moment, they only had one feeling in their hearts: "How could the Chen family be so powerful? All these years, there was a tiger lying next to them, but they thought it was just a cat and thought others were ridiculous. In the end, they were the only two who were the most ridiculous."
In this battle, the Sun and Zhao families suffered heavy losses. They each brought with them 2,000 elite disciples from their clan. These 2,000 elite disciples were the backbone of their family and the most fundamental basis for maintaining the family's deterrent power. However, they were killed in one battle, and only less than a hundred people were left in each family.