Tiandao doesn't work today

"Woo!"

The horns of war are sounding from everywhere, and the war has completely broken out for tens of thousands of people.

The elite cavalry deployed by Chang Ziyun in advance also all rushed out. The vast sea of ​​​​people fought in melee and were indivisible. Hundreds of people fell at all times.

This wasteland suddenly turned into a millstone of flesh and blood.

On a hill a few miles away, Miaohan looked at the battlefield, with five thousand militiamen who had just arrived behind him.

"It seems that the Bald-Faced Family is going to win?"

With a serious look on her face, she immediately pulled out her sword and ordered the entire army to attack.

Five thousand people were already quite a lot, and they came out from behind again, which immediately aroused chaos in the Tufa army.

There are 20,000 people in the Tufa clan here, but not all of them are elite soldiers, there are also one-third women and children.

Although women are also very brave, they mainly protect the young and old and are located at the rear of the army.

Therefore, the sudden arrival of reinforcements from Miaohan had a huge impact on the entire situation.

"Reinforcements! Reinforcements have arrived!"

The morale of the Jin army was declining because of the "departure of the Immortal Family".

At this moment, seeing the reinforcements entering the enemy's formation, their fighting spirit was immediately aroused.

The generals took the opportunity to boost their morale. Chang Ziyun took another breath, let out a shocking roar, and drove away the enemy with a sweeping sweep.

"The barbarians will be defeated, kill them!"

Chang Ziyun was trapped in the siege of three astonishing combat powers and dozens of top experts, and he was completely desperate.

Both mind and body have reached their peak, squeezing themselves to the maximum.

Even if he couldn't kill the thief chief, he would persevere to the end.

"Damn it, this support army is so powerful?" Bald Tree Function was furious.

He knew that there was a team like Zhu Miaohan in the rear, but there were few people, so he didn't take it seriously.

Who would have thought that although the carefully selected and trained militiamen like Miaohan were not elites, their formation, coordination and implementation of orders were very poor.

But the true energy is strong and powerful, and one blow is extremely powerful.

Although their moves were rough and crude, no one could compete with them on the battlefield. If their true energy was too much, it would be wasted. All they had to do was fight with bloody courage.

Therefore, this army suddenly rushed into the Tufa clan's rear army, and it was overwhelming.

Especially in front of this army, there were two hundred chariots galloping.

Although in today's world, it is really outrageous to still use chariots.

But there was no way, Miaohan didn't have enough war horses, and she captured less than 400 horses in total, so she chose to build chariots to maximize the role of these horses.

Miaohan believes that chariots have not been completely eliminated from the battlefield, but it also depends on the situation.

As long as a good opportunity is created for the chariot, its power to charge into the formation is huge.

But now is the opportunity.

The bald cavalry was completely strangled with the Jin army because of the elite cavalry deployed by Chang Ziyun.

Miaohan came out from behind and had enough time to increase the speed of the chariot, which the bald army could not avoid at all.

It is impossible for light cavalry to collide with heavily armored chariots.

"Boom!"

In an instant, blood and flesh were flying everywhere, the Bald-faced army was in chaos, and the losses were extremely heavy.

After the chariot overturned or the wheels got stuck in the bloody mud, the infantry followed and killed them. Soon the morale of the Bald-faced army fell to the bottom.

An hour later, small groups of deserters began to appear among the bald cavalry, fleeing to the east.

Huang Banyun led the army, brandishing his spear, and a large amount of zhenqi exploded, sweeping across thousands of troops, like a steel knife, piercing the center of the battlefield.

Miao Hanzhu was at the end, very excited, knowing that the Tufa clan's defeat was certain.

But at this moment, in the center of the battlefield, where the strangulation was the most brutal, someone shouted: "Chang Ziyun is dead!"

"Chang Ziyun is dead!"

Such a sound echoed in all directions, causing Zhu Miaohan's expression to change drastically.

What a joke! Is the coach dead at this time?

How could the coach fall into the trap? What was the situation before?

"False! This is the enemy's death struggle!"

Miaohan made a quick decision and sent someone to shout the news that the Tufa clan thief chief was dead.

"Hahaha! The Tufa clan is invincible! Invincible!"

The resonant voice of the Bald Tree Machine roared in all directions, and the evil spirit filled his body.

At this moment, the Tufa clan's defeated army was stabilized, but the Jin army, which had been fighting fiercely for a long time, fell into collapse.

Chang Ziyun came out in full force for this battle, and even brought in troops.

These people usually farm and occasionally train, relying on Chang Ziyun's personal prestige to persist until now.

Now that he heard that Chang Ziyun was dead, his morale collapsed.

"General!" Many lieutenants looked towards the center of the battlefield while trying to stabilize the army.

Chang Ziyun was seen with hundreds of wounds on his body, his spear was broken, and he fell in a pool of blood.

In front of him, a large area of ​​earth and stone cracked open, showing an empty space, with dozens of corpses of top barbarian cavalry displayed among them.

And the scarlet and skinny evil ghost seemed to have suffered a tragic blow, turning into a wisp of smoke and floating into the can on Bald Tree Function's waist.

Apparently, Chang Ziyun fought alone, and finally delivered a powerful blow, killing the evil ghost, killing dozens of people, and finally fell.

It seems that even if he is not dead, he has reached his limit.

"Cut off his head and hang it on the flag!" Bald Tree function shouted.

His Highness the Third Highness jumped over with a big knife full of holes in the air and struck it down hard.

"It's over..." Huang Banyun and Miaohan had just arrived here, and when they saw this scene, their hearts skipped a beat, and they were completely chilled.

At the critical moment, an old figure galloped like flying, and with a sword strike from the air, he drove away the Third Highness.

His robes were fluttering and his martial arts skills were superb. He fell next to Chang Ziyun and swung his sword at the enemy again: "My life hangs by a thread!"

This is the unique skill of Tiantianmen. It consumes less, is powerful, and the sword energy cuts sharply.

The Third Highness and others were forced away, and several more barbarians were killed by the sword.

"Tiantianmen? Do you want to end up like the Yanshan sect?" Bald-haired Shuji smiled evilly and continued to surround and kill with his sons.

The old man was none other than Elder Xu of Tiantianmen. His expression changed, he took a step back and looked at his feet.

I saw that Chang Ziyun was really not dead, but he was also dying and dying.

As soon as he scanned the injuries, he knew that Chang Ziyun would definitely die.

Elder Xu frowned and was about to leave, but Huang Banyun came over and said: "I'm here to help you!"

Although Huang Banyun is still only three yuan, his thousand-year skill is no joke.

He joined forces with Elder Xu to stop the enemy. A group of personal guards took the opportunity to arrive, picked up Chang Ziyun and ran away.

"Escort the general quickly!" Elder Xu shouted.

At this time, Miaohan also arrived. She was dressed in military uniform and looked heroic.

He chased everyone and yelled: "No, general, we can't retreat now!"

"General...general!"

She called out to Chang Ziyun as hard as she could, knowing that evacuating now would not be called an evacuation, but would be called a collapse and a crushing defeat!

The enemy army is also at the end of its war effort, with more casualties than our own. Now it's up to us who can hold on to the end.

However, Chang Ziyun was already dying and was unable to issue orders at all, so he could only let others lead him away.

"What are you talking about! My uncle is going to die and we are defeated!" The second young master shouted and retreated with Chang Ziyun.

Miaohan saw that Chang Ziyun was indeed seriously injured and even unconscious, so what could she say?

General Chang has tried his best. In this battle, it can only be said that the game is just one step away.

Seeing that the army collapsed, the bald-haired tree function smiled ferociously: "Chase and kill! No one will be left alive!"

Huang Banyun tried his best to stop him, but after only a few rounds of fighting, the bald-haired tree function directly burst out a sword intent and stabbed Huang Banyun.

Three yuan versus four yuan was too much of a disadvantage. Huang Banyun couldn't resist, so he could only hope that Elder Xu would help him block it.

However, Elder Xu only focused on fighting the two bald princes and had no intention of cooperating with him.

At the critical moment, a sword flew towards Huang Banyun and hit Huang Banyun on the face, blocking the sword intention for him.

"puff!"

The sword intention still penetrated, leaving a large crack on the sword. Huang Banyun vomited blood and flew backwards, struggling to get up holding the sword.

"What!" Bald Tree Function was shocked. This blow didn't kill him?

Is that sword a magic weapon? It actually absorbed part of the sword's power!

"Death!" Bald-haired Tree Function did not believe in evil, and struck out with another sword move.

But this time Huang Banyun learned his lesson and blocked it with his sword.

This time it was even more outrageous, the sword intention failed to harm the sword at all.

The broken sword withstood the sword's will, even repairing itself, and finally remained intact.

"Huh? What a baby..." Although the Bald-haired family was surprised, they were not panicked.

There are many treasures in the Immortal family, and it’s not like they haven’t seen them before. The person holding the sword is too weak after all.

And now, the morale of the Jin army has collapsed, the army has been defeated like a mountain, and the victory is determined.

The bald tree function asked loudly: "Humph! What kind of sword is this?"

"This is the sword to kill you!" Miaohan took the sword from Banyun and gritted his teeth.

"Where did this little brat come from! Does he also want my life?"

The Bald-Faced Tree Function roared and rushed towards him. He had always heard that his Bald-Faced Clan had a destiny, but he had only half a clue.

After this battle, he finally understood what destiny meant.

I saw that his true energy was boosted, his sword intent was extremely fierce, and he struck with devastating force.

"What! Another improvement!" Elder Xu's pupils shrank.

Miaohan didn't care about that and waved his sword to block it.

No matter how fierce and tyrannical his sword intention is, he cannot damage this sword in the slightest.

It wants to penetrate through, but is absorbed and stored by it.

"Death to the thief chief!" Miaohan hesitated to make a move and kept accumulating strength.

She didn't swing her sword suddenly until the bald tree function came close.

"Hahaha, who dares to kill me!" Bald-haired Tree Machine knew that the sword was not strong enough, so he used all his strength to strike with the sword.

But in an instant, even more majestic sword energy burst out from Miaohan's hand.

This sword energy was so powerful and tyrannical that the Bald-Faced Masters were so frightened that they dodge in confusion.

But Bald Tree Function's face changed drastically, and his eyes were about to burst: "What!"

He hoped that he could still explode, but this sword had a hundred thousand years of skill.

Tear him apart and tear him into pieces!

The head and half of the body were raised high.

"That sword..." Elder Xu was also extremely surprised, his eyes fixed on the sword.

Although it is just an ordinary black iron sword, it contains incredibly rich true energy.

At least it must be a magic weapon to store energy in this way, and magic weapons cannot be used by mortals. In addition, it can resist the sword's intention and repair itself... There is something weird about this sword!

"Pfft!"

Miao Han frantically vomited blood and flew out.

Her sword aroused so much energy that she was seriously injured.

But this is her trump card. She has been trying and practicing for more than three months.

He has raised his limit to the point where he can survive with just one sword, displaying the power of a hundred thousand years. But once the sword came out, she was unable to fight anymore.

"The thief chief is dead!" Huang Banyun shouted, and quickly supported Miaohan and backed away.

"The king is dead?"

There was a commotion in the Bald-haired clan, and they did see the Bald-haired Tree Function being beheaded.

It is simply a shame to be killed by a scholar who is as delicate as jade and more beautiful than a woman!

"Father!" His Highness roared angrily. He raised his sword to the sky, and his heroic aura rose up from his crown.

"My bald fish Lu is here!"

"The enemy army has been defeated, hunt down Jin Dog to avenge my father!"

If there are monks here, they can see that after the bald tree function was brutally killed.

The imperial energy in his body was dispersed into three parts, and one part flew to Donglai, which was bald and destroyed. One part flew southwest and fell into the body of the bald wizard wolf.

There was also a portion left, and the third son, Bald Fish Lu, got it.

Seeing his father die, the son showed no fear at all. Instead, he immediately stabilized the morale and aroused the ferocious nature of the tribesmen, causing them to pursue and kill the Jin army who was fleeing in embarrassment.

"hateful……"

Miaohan was also desperate. She made a surprise attack and severely damaged the enemy, but she also held back her plans and used Yan Slave's symbiosis weapon to kill the thieves at the critical moment.

Unexpectedly, the Bald Hair family could still be stable and all of its descendants could stand on their own.

On the other hand, the Jin army was defeated as soon as Chang Ziyun fell. Neither the eldest son nor the second son of the Chang family could stand up to take over the banner and hold on to the situation.

At this moment, Miaohan was unable to fight anymore, so Huang Banyun escorted her, along with Elder Xu and a few remaining lieutenants, and fought and retreated.

But they could not care about the outer perimeter. The Jin army discarded their helmets and armor and trampled in chaos. They were hunted down by the remaining thousands of Tufa clan's cavalry like wolves chasing sheep.

However, before calculating victory, calculate defeat first.

Miaohan still had a backup plan, and saw Huang Banyun blowing the horn with a unique sound.

After a while, another group of reinforcements arrived from behind a hill.

A large black cloud covered the mountains and plains, charging down with shouts.

Although they were all infantry, they were numerous and densely packed, with flags fluttering and dust flying. It was estimated that there were more than 10,000 people.

"Reinforcements! We have reinforcements arriving again!"

The fleeing Jin army was overjoyed, but the Tufa clan couldn't help but hesitate in pursuit of the cavalry.

Everyone has been fighting for a long time, and there are only a few thousand Tufa clan members left. At this time, what is the concept of suddenly killing more than 10,000 people?

At the head is a fierce general with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, riding a horse and brandishing a spear.

The gun released its majestic energy and instantly tore a ravine on the ground, its power was shocking.

"Damn it, where did the Jin army come from?" Bald Yu Lu gritted his teeth.

"Third brother, withdraw your troops..." His Highness the Fifth advised.

At this time, many bald and barbarian people could no longer persist in their ferocious beast transformation.

It's not a permanent enhancement. Once it declines, most of the bald cavalry will only be at the second- or third-rate level. Although they are much stronger than the 10,000 ordinary soldiers who have emerged, they are really not suitable for fighting.

"Damn it... retreat!" Bald-haired Yulu ordered to withdraw his troops.

The sharp-mouthed and monkey-cheeked warrior could not catch up with his men for two miles. He was only leading infantry, so it was impossible to catch up. He was completely out of touch.

"Wanzi, stop chasing me!" Huang Banyun shouted.

The warrior who suddenly led a group of people to kill was none other than Monster Monkey Wanzi, so he pretended to give chase.

The so-called more than 10,000 people are all phantom clones.

"Dudududu..." Wanzi's mana was exhausted and he could no longer maintain the so-called "ten thousand people".

I saw them turning into bubbles one after another and drifting away in the wind.

Most monsters can understand the transformation technique on their own, and after Maruko became a monster, he also figured out a way to clone himself.

Although it is just a false illusion and fragile, as long as there is no real fight, it is still quite bluffing.

So Miaohan took advantage of this and deployed suspicious soldiers to support him if he was defeated, so that the army would not be chased to death.

If they win, that would be even better. The attack of these suspicious soldiers will make the Tufa clan collapse even more.

"What a pity..." Miao Han coughed up blood and sighed.

The clone is an illusion after all. In order to increase his power, Huang Banyun also gave Wanzi the symbiotic growth spear.

It's a pity that the Jin army has completely collapsed and cannot regroup. Otherwise, following the enemy who was scared away by the meatballs and chasing them all the way, they will definitely be able to do their best!

But now that the matter has come to this, there is nothing we can do, and we have finally managed to save some of our vitality.

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p.s: Sorry. I still have four thousand words, so I’ll save them for posting tomorrow. I’ll keep writing until Yan Slave returns. Also, happy National Day.