This time, the young battalion captain whose temperament changed drastically took the lead and rushed directly to the front.

After previously digging through the demon formation, there were still three hundred soldiers left in the Xue Chi camp. However, at this time, both the Zhou army and the demons were attracted by the donkey-headed marshal charging into the formation in the north of the mound.

The three hundred heavy cavalry between the side and the sea of ​​fire were ignored.

The soldiers of Xue Chi camp were all dying and were entrusted with the great trust of Yuan Hou. Seeing that the north was already in a battle, but their own general was still reluctant to move, they only thought that Lieutenant Lu Ying was afraid of death and was too timid to fight. There was already some faint commotion.

Many people have dissatisfaction and anger on their faces.

Seeing that he was taking the lead like a prince, these bloody men couldn't hold back. They immediately agreed and followed the young battalion closely from the foot of the mound to the north.

The thunderous sound of hooves that shook the entire battlefield not long ago reappeared, even more unhesitatingly than before, and even more determined to move forward.

Even though he knew it was a dream, Qi Jingzhi, who was integrated with the sound of hoofbeats, still couldn't suppress the countless pride in his heart.

Although it is a dream, the bloody loyalty and bravery of the soldiers of Xueji Camp are so real. The sea of ​​flames and flames in front of us and the battlefield with loud killing sounds are also so majestic!

Regardless of whether it is Lu Qiyun or Qi Jingzhi, when a man sees this, how can he not yearn for it?

"Old Wei, Old Wei, no wonder you, an old-hearted guy, still refuse to wake up! Wait until I beat your donkey face to pieces and see if you wake up!"

At this moment, many of the officers and soldiers of the Great Zhou Forbidden Army followed their marshal and rushed down the mound, formed battle formations, and attacked northward.

The demons guarding the faceless demon king also recovered from the setback in which two generals were killed and one wounded. They gradually stabilized their position by relying on their superior strength. The demons in the east and south directions also fought with General Xiong.

Lord, move closer to the north for reinforcements.

At the core of the battlefield, the black demons surged like a tide, rushing towards the donkey-headed marshal again and again, and then were chopped into pieces of bones and flesh all over the ground by nine flying knives filled with black energy.

If a few of them rush forward, they will be picked to death by the spear filled with red flames and golden light. The place where they were hit will be completely charred and black, and not even a drop of blood will flow out.

However, no matter how sharp the donkey-headed marshal's spear and flying knives were, he could kill more than a thousand demons in a matter of seconds, and the demons blocking him were still endless and endless.

Seeing that the momentum of his own marshal's forward charge had slowed down significantly, the nearly one hundred cavalry warriors who were originally protecting his flank began to press forward.

Whether it is the cyan heavy armor worn by these warriors or the hard bone armor of the sea dragon ponies under their crotches, it is definitely not something that ordinary demons can easily break through.

On the contrary, the weapons in their hands, which looked extremely heavy and powerful at first glance, killed the monsters in front of them when they touched them. In a moment, the passage through which the donkey-headed marshal came out was widened several times.

Seeing this opportunity, a group of more than a thousand sword and shield soldiers rushed in, guarding the spearmen, and protected the rampaging intermediaries whose momentum was also exhausted, resisting another round of counterattack by the demon.

The largest number of crossbowmen finally filled in, and the dense rain of arrows firmly covered the new territory, and then began to extend to the north.

At this critical moment when you retreat and we advance, the cold female voice from before once again echoed across the entire battlefield: "Where are Qiu Zhi's personal guards? Break his formation for me and kill his commander!"

The faceless demon king gave this order, but the Imperial Army of the Great Zhou Dynasty had not reacted. Instead, the demons blocking them became confused first. They were even more frightened and frightened than before when General Xiong Zhen charged and summoned the general to ask questions.

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Unlike General Xiong, the Qiuji bodyguard who was personally named by the demon lord this time did not accept the order verbally. Instead, a cloud of five colors immediately rose from the center of the demon's military formation to the north.

This five-color cloud was condensed and not dispersed. It was more than ten feet high and no less than ten feet wide. As soon as it took shape, it began to move quickly towards the direction of Marshal Donkey Head.

When the monsters along the way saw him, they all gave way in fear, just like avoiding snakes and scorpions. If they were even a little bit contaminated, they would immediately show a look of intoxication on their faces, rush into the depths of the cloud like madness, and then disappear without a trace.

In a very short period of time, a smooth road more than ten feet wide appeared between the faceless demon king and the donkey-headed marshal.

As the so-called Qiuji personal guards gradually approached, the crossbowmen in the Zhou army's formation were the first to react.

Where the bowstring sounded, arrows shot out like locusts. Countless feathered arrows buzzed into the air, drawing deadly curves, and then fell towards the strange five-color cloud and pierced hard.

Suddenly, there was a clanking sound coming from the cloud that could not be clearly seen, as if all the arrows had hit the iron shield and heavy armor.

"Pretending to be a ghost!"

Seeing that the five-colored cloud was approaching the sword-and-shield man standing at the front, the donkey-headed marshal opened his mouth and let out a loud and heroic hiss.

He held the body of the Eight Treasure Red Gold Gun diagonally with his backhand, weighed it in his hand, then turned sideways, pointed the tip of the gun in the direction of the five-color cloud, and threw it vigorously!

The eight-treasure red gold gun shot out immediately. The sound of breaking the wind was like the roar of a tiger and the roar of a dragon. The gun's body erupted with blazing red flames, accompanied by dazzling golden light. In a blink of an eye, it transformed into a horned dragon with naked golden scales, shaking its head and tail, and pounced away!

Today’s two chapters are combined into one.
Chapter completed!