"Turn around—go around! Go around!!"

In the chaotic battlefield, Wen Hong, holding a three-meter-long Mo Dao, covered in blood, led a team to charge in the front.

When a row of heavily shielded enemy troops appeared in front of him, he turned his head to glance at the city wall of Liangjie City, and immediately led the black-armored army to change direction and bypass the heavily shielded enemy troops in front.

Such a battlefield is extremely chaotic and dangerous, filled with a murderous aura. If an ordinary master comes, he will not be of much use.

The so-called martial arts masters can fight very beautifully in a one-on-one fight, but if they fight on the battlefield, they will most likely be killed in one round of charging.

The unique military spirit and the unique killing spirit of the military strategist are too extraordinary.

A fifth-rank warrior who wanted to kill a third-rank enemy with a single strike would often be unable to do so, because the power of the strike would be partially offset by the killing aura, and the military spirit would then share the majority of the power.

It is not often that the opponent will be torn into pieces as expected after a blow from the sword. More often, the opponent will just be injured.

Therefore, at this moment, the Black Armor Army and the Yanyun enemy army were fighting each other, and a terrifying murderous aura was condensed, and no one dared to fly over randomly.

The powerful killing energy was like a substance, often rushing into the air and forming the shapes of swords, knives, and spears dozens of meters long...

"Follow me and charge—their general is trying to escape!!"

Wen Hong was in the midst of a huge torrent of weapons and armor, but he was able to identify the direction very well. He even knew clearly that the general of Yanyun State was trying to escape.

This is Wen Hong's method. He leads the troops to charge, but someone else is commanding the direction.

On the top of the city wall of Liangjie City, the battle flags seemed to be waving to cheer for the Black Armor Army, but in fact they were giving Wen Hong instructions.

While fighting, Wen Hong would look back at the top of the city wall from time to time. When he saw the flags waving, he would immediately adjust his direction.

Therefore, although Gong Muyu has various types of troops and many defensive mechanisms, he is still far behind Wen Hong.

Gong Muyu had already noticed something was wrong: "Why don't the Black Armored Army step on the traps we set up?"

"Why did the Black Armored Army bypass our killing array? There must be a traitor. Someone must have told him. Otherwise, why wouldn't we charge into the killing array?"

"These black-armored soldiers are despicable and shameless. They don't even dare to confront our heavy shield soldiers head-on. Are they still men?"

Gong Muyu cursed a few words and suddenly found that the black-armored army was getting closer and closer to them.

no!

"Hold on, hold on! General Tianlei will send troops to support us soon!"

"Quick, send me to the rear, I want to command from the rear! Get out of the way, get out of the way!!"

The Yanyun soldiers around him saw Gong Muyu's retreat. They were not fools, so they shouted, "I will protect the general's retreat," and retreated with their soldiers.

On the battlefield, it is absolutely a taboo for the commander to retreat.

Crash!!

The densely packed Yanyun soldiers screamed and began to retreat like a tide.

The scene of a crushing defeat was repeated once again.

Even Gong Tianlei couldn't hold on any longer. His so-called most powerful defensive formation was actually broken up by a wind, fire and thunder lion. Before he could react, the terrifying Shenji Camp crushed past like a mountain.

The soldiers of Yanyun State were like wheat, being harvested in large areas, without even the power to resist.

Gong Tianlei glanced at Lin Che. The other party had slaughtered thousands of his men with just one gun. No one could resist him along the way.

"Heaven wants to destroy Yanyun!!"

Gong Tianlei knew very well that he had no chance of winning, and a war poem was enough to change the entire battlefield.

"Retreat! As long as we retreat, we can still preserve some troops. Once the effect of their war poem wears off, we can counterattack!"

Gong Tianlei also gave the order to retreat.

War poems also have a time limit. Often, when a battle ends and the soldiers calm down, the effect of the war poems disappears.

Therefore, what Gong Tianlei has to do is to lead all the soldiers away from this battlefield.

"withdraw--"

The dense Yanyun enemy troops fled for their lives.

Gong Tianlei really wanted to kill Lin Che before retreating, but in the end he gritted his teeth and gave up. He mounted his warhorse and commanded the retreat.

As he fled, he looked back and saw that countless soldiers had no horses at all and had not even heard the order to retreat. They were left there waiting to be slaughtered.

At this time, Lin Che naturally discovered that the enemy troops of Yanyun Kingdom were retreating. He jumped and landed on the back of the Wind, Fire and Thunder Lion in the distance.

With a quick glance, he found where Wen Hong was. With two jumps of the Wind, Fire, and Thunder Lion, he was already next to Wen Hong.

"Old General—I'll leave this place to you. I'll go hunt down the remaining Yanyun soldiers!"

Wen Hong swept the Mo Dao in his hand, killing the last few enemy soldiers who resisted. He looked up at Lei Shi's back and was shocked. Then he laughed:

"You are indeed a young hero! Very well, I will come to your aid immediately!"

In such a situation, there was suddenly no need to say anything more.

"Shenjiying! Follow me and chase them down!"

Lin Che's voice spread far and wide. Every soldier in the Shenji Battalion saw the thunder lion dominating the battlefield, and immediately burst out with a strong fighting spirit, and began to chase and kill it.

Lin Che thought that at this time, a "Bathing in Divine Grace" was needed to restore everyone's health and mana to full, but he soon discovered that it was not necessary at all.

The military spirit, military momentum, war poems, mountain shapes, all these blessings are too incredible. At this moment, the Shenji Camp is almost in its prime.

He suddenly thought of a metaphor, like a steel torrent of tanks dealing with a group of howling sheep.

A group of rams were still charging madly, ramming into the tanks headfirst...

"The military power of mountains and rivers, all things become one!"

"River Form!"

With a loud bang!!

Originally, there was an illusory mountain in the sky above the Shenji Camp, which symbolized indestructibility. But now, it slowly transformed into a rushing river.

Every member of the Shenji Battalion instantly felt an indescribable surge of power within them. The warhorses, like madmen, broke into a frenzied gallop. The biting wind was so intense that even eyes could not open, forcing them to use their inner Qi to resist.

The giant wolves turned into afterimages as if smoke was coming out of their feet, and they ran madly.

The fleeing Yanyun deserters only felt a shadow passing by and rushing forward, and they could not see clearly what it was.

"What is that?"

puff--

The deserter only felt the ground getting closer and closer to his face. With a thud, he found that he had fallen to the ground with his head separated from his body.

In this pursuit, more than a thousand giant wolves actually produced an amazing effect.

They were born experts at hunting, and in the process of pursuit, they could instantly pounce on those fleeing soldiers. The warhorses behind them trampled them directly, leaving only a blur of blood and flesh...