The blood moon hung high in the sky, and the entire battlefield was dark.
Only the sky lantern floating above the Shenjiying was emitting light.
The fighting continued without stopping for a second.
All kinds of shouts and screams, the sounds of swords clashing, the sounds of blood and flesh flying, the roars of ferocious beasts, the wails of war horses, and the deafening sounds of war drums came over again and again.
All the soldiers felt like they were in an endless ocean, surrounded by enemies and could be swallowed by the terrible waves at any time.
The Shenjiying relied on the strength of their own team, and with the blessing of war poems, military spirit, military momentum, national form, etc., they swept through the army of demons and Buddhas frantically.
However, war is inherently cruel.
Even though they had countless powers, they still began to fall one after another.
"roar--"
A bloody giant wolf charging in front of the team was slapped by a Mingwang Buddha. It only had time to let out a mournful cry before being crushed into a meat paste on the spot.
Even the cavalryman on the back of the bloody giant wolf was not spared. He was blown away and fell to the ground with a thud.
"Brother, brother——"
In the team, another short-haired soldier from the Shenji Battalion saw it, screamed in grief, rushed out, and fell on the cavalryman.
The short-haired soldier was covered in blood and cried as he tried to pick up the cavalryman, but the cavalryman was only half a body left, with his chest below all blurred and his intestines crushed.
The cavalryman wanted to say something, but a painful sound came from his throat, and then his head tilted and he died.
"Brother, brother!" The short-haired soldier screamed in agony. One moment he wanted to call a military doctor to save him, and the next moment he wanted to continue fighting with the team. His still young face was full of helplessness.
"Be careful - use your right wing to fend off the three-headed Ashura ahead!"
Deputy General Wu Heiyu shouted the order. He was usually silent, but at this moment it seemed as if there were thousands of words in his chest, and if he didn't roar out, it seemed as if his chest would explode.
The Fourth Battalion he led lost more than half of its men, and only more than 5,000 people were left with him, most of whom were injured, and many were seriously injured.
But none of the soldiers in the Shenjiying were cowards. Even when there were dense crowds of demons and Buddhas in front of them, they continued to charge forward.
Boom boom boom!
In front, a three-headed Asura, ten meters tall, rushed over. The other party had three heads on one neck, and each head was extremely ferocious.
The first head can spit out fire, the middle head can spit out mist, and the third head can spit out ice.
Wu Heiyu leaped into the air, drew his bow and arrow, and a shadow with the same bow and arrow appeared behind him, shooting an arrow at the three Asuras.
Puff!!
An arrow pierced through the middle head of the three-headed Ashura. The three-headed Ashura screamed, and the remaining two heads turned towards Wu Heiyu at the same time.
Roar!
Two heads, one spewing fire and the other spewing ice, came rushing over at lightning speed.
The soldiers of the Shenji Camp also cooperated tacitly. They also burst out a light shield to directly block Wu Heiyu.
Boom!!
In an instant, the light exploded, and many soldiers of the Shenji Camp flew backwards.
But the light shield still managed to block it.
Wu Heiyu took the opportunity to grab the quiver with one hand, wanting to continue shooting the remaining two heads of the three-headed Ashura, but when he grabbed it, he found that his quiver was empty and there were no arrows left.
The guard who carried the feather arrows for him had been killed, and now he couldn't find a single feather arrow.
With just this delay, the few soldiers who were holding up their shields to block the attack were instantly frozen into ice cubes by Asura and fell to the ground with a thud.
"Kill!" Wu Heiyu shouted, drew the sword from his waist, stepped on the heads of those celestial beings, and rushed forward like lightning.
The Asura obviously noticed Wu Heiyu's movements, and turned his head, sweeping ice and fire towards Wu Heiyu at the same time.
Wu Heiyu's body rolled over and went up against the ice, with a flash of cold light.
Boom!
The two remaining heads of this Asura rolled over, and his huge body fell down with a bang.
But at the same time that the corpse fell, the body of Asura suddenly exploded.
Wu Heiyu retreated suddenly, but then he saw a familiar figure, it was Zhou Xianchun, who was staggering and covered in blood.
At this moment, Zhou Xianchun still had a feather arrow from the Yaksha tribe stuck in his chest.
"Be careful!"
Wu Heiyu's retreating figure suddenly turned around and stood in front of Zhou Xianchun without hesitation.
Boom!!!
A huge explosion force came crashing down.
Zhou Xianchun felt his body lighten as he was thrown out. He was in mid-air, his eyes wide open, staring at everything that was happening before his eyes in disbelief...
Unexpectedly, Wu Heiyu, the deputy general, would block the huge impact force for him.
Zhou Xianchun felt his head buzzing - he was a very special existence in the Shenji Camp, because he spent money to buy a position in the Shenji Camp, which allowed him to avoid imprisonment and join the Shenji Camp.
Because he was just a scholar, his physique and cultivation were not as good as others, so everyone would make fun of him on weekdays.
Zhou Xianchun even thought that these people looked down on him. Wu Heiyu was one of them because he rarely spoke to him.
However, now Wu Heiyu was on the battlefield, standing in front of him without hesitation.
In an instant, Zhou Xianchun felt his throat was blocked and extremely uncomfortable.
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