The battlefield of the wasteland.

The shield array opened with Wu Yan as the head, saw a golden light suddenly rising, and the metal iron barrels arranged in the shield array behind also bloomed with metallic light, one by one, and quickly gathered in front of Wu Yan.

Bang bang bang-

The rapid and rapid collision sound, accompanied by the screams of the Shura ghost soldiers who were knocked away, looked as if the shield array took the initiative to meet them and knocked them away.

But in fact, the shield array is in the middle and there is no movement at all.

At this time, the 110,000 light infantry led by the left and right armies, Qingyi and Ye Liusu, quickly moved. Under the leadership of the two female generals, they were like the most capable assassins, wandering on the edge of the battlefield. Once they had the opportunity to attack, they would turn into pieces and quickly snatch them. Once the Jiao Prison Army began to assemble, they would turn into pieces and quickly disperse to the surroundings.

In front, eleven cavalrymen were interspersed among the enemy formations, as if they were painting complex paintings, and the neat enemy formations were divided into dispersed formations of different sizes.

These dispersed formations were repeatedly charged forward because of the orders of the ghost generals. They were hit by the shield formation one after another. Before they even got up, they were killed by light infantrymen. The battle situation thus fell into a vicious cycle, and it was incredibly one-sided momentum.

All the people watching the battle couldn't help but be stunned, 'This is not the arrogant Jiao Prison Army yesterday, it's like an unarmed boy scout!'

In less than half a cup of tea, the Shura Ghost Soldier fell more than 7,000, although it was nothing compared to the overall number of 200,000. But this was already the result of two hours yesterday. More importantly, only a few monks in the coalition army have been seriously injured and have not yet suffered any reduction in personnel.

"Damn it, damn it, damn it, you all deserve to die..." The ghost general Wu Xu felt irritable.

However, he was not a fool who knew nothing. He stared at the eleven enemy cavalry. When one of the cavalry who was planning to smash their assembly intentions came around, he jumped up suddenly and swung his thick stick and smashed it over.

The air whistles sharply due to rapid squeezing.

Bang!

Zhao Yun raised his gun and blocked it, and a rapid burst sound was made at the intersection. The single-handed black gun could not withstand the huge force and shattered, and the phantom of Da Ye Eleven also shattered into powder.

Before its momentum was over, the head of the rod hit the earth dragon's head, causing its brain to break. The dragon's body rolled back in the back due to the rapid charge and sudden conflict inertia, coupled with the huge force of the rod, causing it to roll backwards, smashing the closely followed cavalry formation to pieces.

"Double!" Wu Xu yelled bloodily and rushed into the formation. Every time the stick was swung, three to five cavalry's heads would be broken into powder.

"Hahahaha!" Bathed in the bloody rain, he burst into laughter like crazy. The more excited he was, the faster and more precise he was in his movements.

The coalition forces experienced the first wave of casualties.

"The cavalry retreated and attacked heavily by heavy armor!" Zhao Yun knew that the tactics could not always be effective, but he did not expect it to be broken so quickly. When there were casualties, he immediately issued a new order.

The remaining ten Zhao Yun suddenly merged into one and blocked the crazy Wu Xu.

Although Wu Xu defeated the weakness of the coalition forces, he did not have the consciousness of being a general. The military formation divided by the cavalry did not recover, so at this time the heavy armor attack once again tore the enemy formation.

You should know that heavy armor is not just defense. The armor and shields on them can effectively resist the attacks of ghost soldiers carrying turbid air. In addition, they are surrounded by warriors like them. Compared with monks, their advantages are more obvious.

On the other side, the two light infantrymen on the left and right could not hear Zhao Yun's voice, but they valued the armor's rushing forward, and immediately turned into a whole, gathering to assault.

They were still wandering on both sides of the battlefield, slowly but effectively harvesting the enemy's heads.

The situation was out of control and was retaliated by Zhao Yun's clever deployment.

"Go to die!" Wu Xu obviously noticed this. The force of waving the stick was getting heavier and heavier, and the turbid air was dancing wildly, and the scene was very terrifying.

Unfortunately, Zhao Yun followed Su Fu and didn't know how many times he had fought against the turbid air. He was extremely familiar with its characteristics, so he was careful to avoid the turbid air.

This situation lasted about two quarters of a year. On the battlefield, two quarters of a year was extremely long, and for those in it, it was no less than spending two springs and autumns.

Although the situation was not as one-sided as it was at the beginning, Jiao Yufang's casualties were still rising rapidly and there were signs of intensification.

In the coalition, less than 10% of the casualties were the other party, which was eye-opening. Today, all the famous monks present were all over the world, and Zhao Yun's general talent was once again recognized and would become a hot figure in the future.

In fact, several great monks were already upset that they hadn't discovered such a talent earlier and were snatched by the Demon Emperor.

At this moment, a sharp sound of "eagle-like cry" came from the rear of the enemy. Wu Xu suddenly woke up from the attack and found that his army was about to fall into a state of defeat. He couldn't help but be shocked and angry, roared, and a feinted move to penetrate Changhong, but his figure suddenly retreated.

"Stay!" Zhao Yun shouted, his body shook, and ten Zhao Yuns were separated, and he stabbed him with a gun.

The gun shadow is like a dragon, and it is as fast as thunder.

Silent-

At this time, more than a dozen ghost soldiers suddenly rushed out of the slanting thorn and blocked Zhao Yun with their bodies.

When Zhao Yun shook off the body, Wu Xu had already retreated to the rear.

...

"It's you?" Wu Xu retreated, and found that the alarm was issued and the person who was summoned was Yun Xiu beside the marshal.

"Why, I hide my head and tail, and I dare not let people see your appearance?" He showed a disgusting look.

"The Marshal's Oral Order," Yun Xiu wrapped his whole body in his black robe, "I will give it to my full command here!"

"What did you say?" Wu Xu was furious, and the turbid air evaporated around him.

"This is an order," Yun Xiu raised his eyelids, "or are you sure to turn the situation around?"

Wu Xu turned his head and looked at him. His ghost soldiers were defeated. No matter how stupid he was, he knew that he was only one step away from defeat.

He couldn't figure it out, and he felt that he had just started the war and was almost defeated by the enemy, which was completely different from yesterday. This irresistible feeling made him angrily brew in his heart, and he just wanted to start a killing.

However, if he ruined 200,000 ghost soldiers, his position as a ghost general was over.

He knew this very well, so he had to endure even if he suffered.

He stared at Yun Xiu and said word by word: "If you can't turn the situation around, I'll turn your head off!"

Yun Xiu didn't care about his threat at all, because to him, he was a person who should have died long ago.

He looked up at the battle situation in the air and said coldly: "Tell me the order!"

...

Seeing that he had not caught up with Wu Xu, Zhao Yun stopped to watch. He was not sure what the person who sent the alarm was, and rushed over rashly, which was not helpful to the situation.

While urging Wu Yan and others to speed up the harvest, he observed Wu Xu's conversation with the man.

The conversation did not last long, and the enemy was about to collapse, but it never collapsed. When Wu Xu gritted his teeth and blew the signal, a trace of anxiety rose in his heart.

Suddenly, the enemy's air force escaped from the monk's entanglement and swooped down, and the target was a heavy armor formation.

Their speed is as fast as lightning, and their huge wings spread out three feet long. When a large group of such a huge group of strange birds swooped down, they can be described as covering the sky and the sun.

Although Wu Yan's reaction was quick, he could not block such a huge group of people with his own strength. After killing several strange birds, the heavy armor formation inevitably had flaws.

The strange birds seemed to know that the shield-armored soldiers would raise their shields to resist, and they stretched out their sharp claws, grabbed them directly, flew to the sky and then fell down.

The links of the heavy armor army formation appeared empty, and the enemy's actions suddenly became rapid and efficient. They took advantage of the gap and the heavy armor, which was always in an invincible state, was torn a gap.

This gap is like an ant hole on the embankment. Heavy armor was quickly defeated, and light infantry were also affected. The enemy counterattacked with lightning speed, and the coalition forces suffered heavy casualties.

With just one action, Wu Xu was dazzled and forgot his anger for a while.

Yun Xiu looked at him expressionlessly, and various instructions were spread like flowing water. Only by feeling positively can you deeply feel the power of the Shura Ghost Soldier.

The powerful part is not only their individual combat power, but also their extremely tough nerves and fearless hearts. They are born with killing weapons, so they can quickly reorganize and fight back under such a downturn.

On the contrary, Wu Xu's ghost general who is not as good as the best is better than the best, because the desire imprinted in the origin has just been born and cannot be controlled easily. If there is a disagreement, he will fight. In addition to a high-end battlefield, his role is not as good as a ghost soldier.

The coalition forces, Zhao Yun shouted to the air force: "Don't worry about them, kill in!"

The monks were very convinced by his methods. The inspiration of various magic weapons and magic tricks suddenly rose and fell into the Asura ghost soldiers, and soon there were casualties.

Both air forces gave up on each other and began to carry out large-scale harvests of land.

Although the coalition quickly regained its momentum, Jiao Prison's side actually had the advantage. Because until now, Jiao Prison's army was only slaughtered, and in a blink of an eye, it became evenly matched.

Ye Liusu raised her hand to kill a ghost soldier, glanced at the chaotic battlefield, and suddenly felt powerless in her heart. Although it was not the first time she led a army to fight, the individual's strength had actually had a very weak impact on the battle situation without absolute crushing.

In fact, most of Su Fu's generals had this feeling.

Zhao Yun is probably the best among them, because his memories were given by Su Fu. Although it was unconscious, many of them were actually Su Fu's own thoughts.

In other words, what Zhao Yun should look like in Su Fu's memory? What he is like.

So, after losing to Zhao Tiandao, he figured out a truth: Maybe some people in the world should pursue the strength of individual strength, but I don’t need it, nor should I pursue it.

His thoughts turned, and when the underworld was about to open, a "rumble" rolling sound suddenly came from behind the enemy.

The two sides of the fight took a quick look and couldn't help but see a stone ball as big as a palace rolling down from the hillside.

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