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Seeing that the enemy troops had scattered, Zhan Hu immediately realised that the fighting chance was here, he brandished his Spirit Hammer and bellowed: Brothers, kill ~
"Kill ?"
Splash ? ? Twenty thousand Generals And Soldiers of Pingyuan Army s, put away the bow and arrow in their hands, took out their swords, and shouted as they sprinted forward. The speed at which the Pingyuan Army was sprinting was shockingly fast.
When the two armies came into contact with each other, the sound of armor colliding rang in the air, and an entire row of Ann Army soldiers were knocked onto the ground. Before they could even get up, Feng Army's large blade had already hacked down on them.
Pu, Pu, Pu!
In merely an instant, there were no less than a few hundred people whose heads had been chopped off.
This was just the beginning. As the two armies engaged in an all-out war, the close combat between the two sides began.
The entire army had long since gotten used to it, but Ann Army was different. Normally, when they lived a peaceful and comfortable life, even if they trained a little more, they would shout and shout loudly say they was tired, but now that they met Pingyuan Army that was like a wolf and tiger, the fighting strength of both sides were on a completely different level.
This could only mean that the Ann Army was too unlucky. As soon as he entered the battlefield, he encountered the Pingyuan Army, which was the most courageous and warlike one of the Feng Army.
On the battlefield, Zhan Hu took the initiative and rushed to the front, brandishing a huge Spirit Hammer. The surrounding Ann Army soldiers would immediately die if they touched it, and as long as they stuck to it, they would die.
As there were too many enemies here, the Feng Army rushing in the front quickly cut the steel blade in their hands. However, the people did not panic, threw away their broken blades, picked up their Ann Army weapons, and continued to cut down the enemy that was surrounded by a sea of people.
The battle had just begun, and the front ranks of the Ann Army had already turned into a mess. Fifty thousand Ann Army elites were defeated by twenty thousand Pingyuan Army experts led by Zhan Hu, the entire scene could only be described as utterly defeated. Generals And Soldiers of Ann Army, who had been scared out of his wits by the enemy's ruthlessness, scattered in all directions. Even the soldiers who were carrying the banner were so scared that they abandoned their flags and ran.
In the battlefield, the role of the military flag was like a compass. Wherever the military flag was, the warriors and soldiers below would charge in that direction. Now that the Ann Army had been destroyed and the battlefield was in chaos, they were extremely nervous and terrified.
Li De who was in the center of the army saw his own troops being routed and killed miserably by the enemy, he could not sit still on the chariot anymore, and subconsciously stood up, pointing forward, he roared: "How did the previous army fight this battle? Who commanded the frontline? This person should be dragged out and cut into pieces! "
The generals around the chariot looked at each other, and in the end, all lowered their heads, not daring to speak.
Whether it was the General of Feng Country or the Feng Soldier, they were simply like evil spirits and demons that crawled out of hell. Their degree of viciousness had already exceeded their imagination, and no matter who commanded the frontliners, the outcome would probably not be better than now.
At this time, Jiang Shao Zhi was still calm, he anxiously said to Li De: "General, quickly send the army to the top, if not the previous army will be defeated, the morale of our entire army will be lost!"
Right, right, right. We have to rescue the former army! Li De turned his head to the side and said to Ma Ran who was beside him: "General Ma, this marshal will give you twenty thousand soldiers. Quickly go and reinforce the frontlines;
"Yes!" "General!" Ma Ran had great ability. Others might be afraid of Feng Army, but he was not.
He agreed straightforwardly and led twenty thousand of the central army to quickly meet the defeated and retreating frontliners.
Looking at Generals And Soldiers of Self Army who was in a mess and had thrown his helmet and armor away, Ma Ran was furious, and roared: "All of you go back now, whoever dares to take another step back will be killed without mercy!"
The timely arrival of the reinforcements had really stabilized the routed situation of the frontlines. Seeing that their reinforcements were here, the frontliners who were confused and disoriented by the killing of the Feng Army turned around and started to fight again. Under Ma Ran's continuous urging, they turned around and charged back.
However, their fighting spirit did not last long, and when they once again faced the Feng Army that was rushing towards them, they couldn't help but retreat.
The difference in combat strength between the two sides was too great. The disparity was too great, and it was not something that could be reversed just by relying on one's will to fight and with all one's life on the line.
The injured person did not even have the time to climb up and escape before they were stomped into meat patties by the Feng Army s that surged up. The miserable screams of the injured and the wails of the dying filled the entire battlefield and the dirt on the ground was dyed red with blood.
Ma Ran looked around the battlefield, and was secretly speechless.
But now that he was personally on the battlefield, he suddenly realized his own insignificance. In the battlefield where he could not even see the edge of the battlefield, the utility of a single person was too limited, even if a high level spirit weapon could kill hundreds, thousands of enemies, but could it still kill all of the enemies? Would he be able to save all of the soldiers on his side?
Just as Ma Ran was feeling weak, he suddenly saw an enemy rushing towards him on foot. This General of Feng Country was over two metres tall, with a tall and sturdy build that looked like a small mountain, and the most terrifying thing was the Spirit Hammer in his hands. Even the big one was scary, the originally white Spirit Hammer had already turned completely red, with a lot of meat paste and meat threads still hanging on it.
Isn't that the General of Feng Country beside Xiao Muqing? Although Zhan Hu was currently protected by his spirit armor, Ma Ran could still recognize him. There were so many enemies that he had no way to attack them, so he decided to first chop off the head of the enemy general! Thinking about that, Ma Ran lifted his Spiritual Knife s, kicked his horse in the abdomen and roared, then charged towards Zhan Hu.
Under his tearing shouts, the Ann Soldier blocking in front all retreated, opening a path for him. Ma Ran smoothly and unimpeded rushed to Zhan Hu's front, without even greeting him, and slashed out with his blade.
His speed, was not slow either. Zhan Hu raised his Spirit Hammer and shouted: "Open!"
Clang clang ? ? In the ear-piercing sound of metal colliding with weapons, the Spiritual Knife was forcibly lifted by more than half a meter. Ma Ran felt that he did not feel like he was chopping at a weapon, but more like he was chopping at an iron block. His arm was shaken to the point that it went numb, and his palm felt a burst of pain.
This person had a lot of strength! Before Ma Ran could retract his blade, Zhan Hu rose up from the ground and smashed his head against the head of the horse. At the same time, he shouted: "You take one of my strikes!"
Weng! *
The Spirit Hammer swooped down with all its might, but the dull sound of the wind breaking was like a huge boulder pressing down on their hearts, causing them to feel suffocated.
Ma Ran had already exchanged a blow with Zhan Hu just now, and Ma Ran knew that his opponent's strength was far from what he could match. How would he still dare to receive his heavy hammer?
Ma Ran dodged. Zhan Hu smashed his thousand jin hammer heavily onto the ground, forcefully smashing out a deep pit that was nearly a meter long, as the dust was lifted into the air. The violent explosion caused Ma Ran, who was jumping off his horse, to be startled and with a strange cry, he kicked two of his kicks up high, and as if he was standing upright on the ground, Ma Ran, who was still in a state of shock, was not fully prepared, and was directly smashed down.
Plop!
Ma Ran fell on his back onto the ground. Luckily he had the spirit armor to protect his body, otherwise the impact would have broken his bones.
Seeing that his attack did not hit, Zhan Hu immediately rushed forward and landed beside Ma Ran, who was lying on the ground, raised his hammer and made another heavy strike.
Ma Ran was so shocked that he rolled far away while hugging onto the Spiritual Knife, barely dodging the hammer strike.
The opponent's strength was too great. If it was only a close combat, he would definitely not be able to win. He could only open up a distance and use his spiritual skill to win. After Ma Ran climbed back up, he retreated several steps back to open up a distance between him and Zhan Hu. Then, with a loud shout, a bright glow of the Spiritual Knife appeared in his hands.
Zhan Hu also wanted to test the strength of his opponent's Spirit Force.
In the blink of an eye, the Spirit Blade on the stage danced as energy spread everywhere. When the Spirit Blade and the Spirit Blade collided, it released a series of muffled bang sounds.
The two of them did not use their full strength, and their spirit weapon skills were even. Ma Ran clenched his teeth and roared: "Take one more move from me!"
This time, the Spiritual Knife in his hands shone even brighter, the surrounding air started to fluctuate because of the high concentration of spirit energy. The soldiers on both sides felt as if the air had become solid, pushing themselves backwards.
Seeing that the other party was about to use his top-notch skills, Zhan Hu did not dare be careless. The Spirit Hammer casually waved its hand and a bright light appeared. Just like Ma Ran, the air around him also began to fluctuate with scales.
"Kill ?"
Ma Ran took the initiative to attack first, releasing the Cross Blade Slash. In that instant, countless small Spirit Blade s formed a cross in the air. The Spirit Blade broke through the wind with unceasing sounds, and the dust and dirt on the ground was thrown up high, covering the sky and avoiding the sun. The momentum was extremely terrifying.
Zhan Hu, who was on the other side, also made his move.
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The Spirit Blade was born at the same time as Luan Ji and was very different from the Cross Slash. The Luan Ji's Spirit Blade was not concentrated, but scattered and released, like a huge net, causing the people inside to have illusions, as if it had swallowed the entire world.
The clash of the two ultimate skills could be described as earth-shattering. Even the spectating soldiers who were far away from the two of them were affected by it, and many of them were still watching with wide eyes, unknowingly being split in half by the Spirit Blade flying towards them.