Similarly, the Mongolian general who had discovered something was wrong continued to yell at his soldiers to charge, while he himself slowly retreated with his personal soldiers. Including Jebe, he had already withdrawn from the main camp and left following Kublai Khan's guards!
On the front battlefield, Di Fan charged into the enemy formation, his body covered in blood. Even the spear was soaked with blood and slippery, and he could barely hold the spear...
"kill!"
Xiao Longnu was so excited about killing that her whole body shook. She threw away the dragon whip and shot out with her ten fingers. The nearly three-meter-long six-pulse sword condensed into an indestructible sword blade. As Xiao Longnu swung it, she cut the enemies in half one by one! Unstoppable!
"kill!"
Zhong Mingliang had already discarded his spear and resorted to hand-to-hand combat! Every time he threw a punch, an enemy flew back, hitting more than ten soldiers at the same time, directly clearing a ten-meter radius around him!
"kill!"
Yue Shuo became more and more fierce in battle, and his spear skills transformed again on the battlefield. The pear blossoms turned into hundreds of silver stars. Every time a silver star bloomed, a stream of blood spurted out, which also meant that a Mongolian soldier had lost his life!
Everyone, together with the Wulin Army, fought for a full half hour, until the Mongolian army was reduced by 50%, and until all the soldiers discovered that their general had escaped... The morale of the Mongolian army finally collapsed, countless soldiers turned around and ran, weapons fell to the ground, and no soldier dared to fight against these demons of the Wulin Army!
Xiao Longnu broke through the enemy lines, staring blankly at the fleeing Mongolian army, and suddenly revealed a joyful smile! On the battlefield that seemed like a sea of blood, a beautiful smile bloomed!
"Wulin Army, we won!"
"Victory!"
Zhong Mingliang was the first to react. He lifted up a Mongolian soldier in front of him, slammed him to the ground, and roared to the sky!
"Victory!"
Yue Shuo stopped his spear and roared at the fleeing Mongolian army! "Grandpa, I didn't lose face for you!"
"Victory!"
Di Fan stopped and took a long breath. The tip of his nose was filled with the smell of rust, which made him extremely excited!
"Victory!"
The Wulin Army roared in unison, each one holding their head high and chest puffed out, their voices resonating with the heavens! The military spirit has been forged, the name of invincibility!
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