The foot turned, and the evil spirit filled the air.
Just hearing a tiger roar, a majestic figure suddenly rushed into the formation.
The broadsword danced with brilliance, running over the enemy soldiers like a ball of saber wheels, raining blood all over the sky, stumps flying across the sky, and the battlefield suddenly became a killing field for Shura.
The arena was filled with crazy killing intent, even the horses in the distance were uneasily stepping on the ground, snorting, struggling to get rid of the drag of the reins.
Three self-confident generals uttered a cry, charged forward to meet the man, and launched an offensive in three directions at the same time, the saber flashed, and two steel knives had already slashed his arm, blood splattered everywhere ; and the knife in the middle pierced his throat extremely swiftly.
There was no pain on the man's face. Just as the dagger that pierced his throat approached, his arms suddenly exerted strength, and the two daggers that pierced his arms were immediately clamped by his muscles, and he couldn't break free for a while.
Immediately afterwards, he spread his five fingers, dragged his arms, clasped the right hands holding the knife of the two people on the left and right, and shouted loudly, the two people were picked up by this strange force, and they collided into a pile in mid-air, just in time to collide. The general in the middle of the road, the three of them suddenly suffered broken bones and screamed incessantly.
Jiang Ziya, who was watching the battle from a distance, froze for a moment.
Regardless of enduring the severe pain of being stabbed in both arms, a man who can easily move a hundred catties with just a wave of his hand, what kind of strength is this.
What surprised the enemy even more was his next move. After colliding the three of them, he actually half squatted, stretched out his arms again, grabbed the throats of the two people on the left and right, and slammed into the ground hard. There were two muffled bangs, and the skulls of the two men were suddenly shattered, and their deaths were horrible.
He raised his head and let out a long and earth-shattering howl.
Dixin!
Di Xin went out to fight in person!
Wu Wenhua turned his head to look, couldn't help sobbing in his throat, and called out after a while: "Master, let's go¡ª"
Jiang Ziya, who finally reacted, couldn't help being overjoyed, and shouted: "The whole army is shrinking, don't let Di Xin go!"
The left and right wing troops turned around rumblingly, but a stream of light flew up. Zhi Qiu Yiye held a long sword and swept it with his backhand. The sword light was like snow.
Fu Yuechi followed Zhiqiu Yiye into the formation, her skill was a little weak, although her speed was greatly restricted by the evil spirit of the formation, she was more than enough to deal with ordinary soldiers.
The husband and wife were able to block the left-wing army, and another 500-strong cavalry rushed down the mountain road to stop the right-wing army. No matter how hacked with axes and knives, the cavalry of only 500 people will not retreat a step in the face of thousands of right-wing troops who have been blessed with formations!
Di Xin stepped up his feet and ran faster and faster. A blood-red figure walked through the crowd recklessly, his armor flattened, and the blood rained like a tide. However, the enemy's attack seemed to have no effect on him. More than a dozen long knives slashed heavily on his body, leaving only a shallow knife mark.
What a terrible killing this is! Even the bravest fighters dare not stop Di Xin in front of him. In just a few breaths, Di Xin has rushed to Wu Wenhua's side, holding a knife in his right hand to block and parry, and holding Wu Wenhua's thick body with his left hand. With an astonishing arm, he turned his head and shouted: "General Wu, retreat to the mountains first, and then make plans!"
With tears in his eyes, Wu Wenhua moved his feet with difficulty, and followed behind Di Xin, dragging the rake and striding away.
Jiang Ziya saw it clearly, fearing that Di Xin would really save Wu Wenhua in this way, he shouted loudly: "General Long, stop Di Xin¡ª"
The powerful general who took Wu Wenhua's move hesitated for a moment, and was about to follow after him, when Jiang Ziya suddenly came to his senses and shouted, "Hold on!"
In normal times, Jiang Ziya would naturally not care about a reckless man like Di Xin, but he clearly remembered that with a counselor like Bi Gan at his side, how could Di Xin take personal risk?
He hurriedly raised his head to look up, the divine light in his eyes opened and closed, and he penetrated the thick fog in an instant, and saw the scene in the small pavilion on the mountain road.
With the support of Fu Tianchou, Bigan flicked his right hand in the air with great difficulty, using the blood on his fingers to write ancient runes one by one. As soon as the characters were formed, they fluttered up and down, emitting bright light, like living things.
"Withdraw! Withdraw quickly!" Jiang Ziya suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.
He couldn't understand the runes drawn by Bigan, but how could the majestic Wenqu Xingjun be good at the formations driven by his own blood? Maybe it's some kind of giant formation, once the formation is launched, the sky will fall apart, causing heavy casualties!
Jiang Ziya is also a master of the art of war of a generation, and he is a top-notch figure in Wenzhi and martial arts. Comparing his heart with his heart, how could he dare to let his lord take risks in person without full assurance?
"All retreat"?" Jiang Ziya shouted loudly, and under his command, the formation slowly retreated. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Di Xin pulled Wu Wenhua and rushed out of the encirclement immediately, returning to the foot of the mountain.
In just a moment, more than half of the 500 elite cavalry were killed or injured. At the moment the formation changed, Zhiqiu Yiye and Fu Yuechi held the ground and slowly withdrew from the battle field.
Yuan Ziyu didn't understand, so he led his horse forward and asked, "Father Xiang clearly has the upper hand, why is he withdrawing his troops at this time?"
"I don't know!" Jiang Ziya raised his head, squinted his eyes and looked at Bigan in the mountainside, and said worriedly, "I always have a great anxiety in my heart, but I don't know where it comes from"
"Could it be that Bigan is about to launch some rare strange array?"
"Or is it¡¡"
The more he thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong. He took out the tortoise shell from his bosom, prayed to the sky, and then made a divination. He just glanced at it, and immediately said in a deep voice: "My lord, we can't stay here anymore, let's retreat immediately!"
"Withdrawal? How to withdraw?" Yuan Ziyu asked in surprise.
"There is a strong enemy coming to help, if you don't leave, it will be too late!"
Jiang Ziya quickly explained a few words, and then shouted loudly, ordering the generals of all ministries to form a team and withdraw in all directions.
Di Xin took Wu Wenhua back to the mountainside. Both of them were covered in blood, with wounds scattered all over their bodies, which was shocking. Di Xin panted heavily, laughed and said, "Finally, I rescued you¡ª"
Wu Wenhua was silent for a moment, and said in a low voice: "Your Majesty risked himself, it is tootoo much"
He was naturally clumsy with words, but at this time he couldn't speak anymore, he just knelt down like pushing a golden mountain and falling down a jade pillar, and knocked his head heavily several times.
Fu Tianchou watched every move of the enemy army down the mountain, and said joyfully, "Mr. Zhonglie, the enemy has retreated!"
Bi Gan's breath became weaker and weaker, his body swayed, but his fingers still stubbornly stroked, and forced a smile: "Todaytoday, Jiang Ziya can't let Jiang Ziyaescape"
"The enemy has already retreated!" Zhiqiu Yiye jumped up, grabbed Bigan's arm, and shook his head in pain, "Mr. Zhonglie, stop writing!"
He pulled Bigan, but Bigan stumbled and fell, and was shocked to learn that Qiu Yiye hurriedly hugged him.
"It's a pityit's a pity" Bi Gan was so angry that he struggled to raise his arms, "It's almost a failure, how will the Lord deal with it in the future"
Suddenly the sky was full of purple air, Jiang Ziya's face changed drastically, he grabbed Yuan Ziyu, sprinkled a handful of dust out of thin air, and escaped without a trace through the dust. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com