In the cold wilderness, the battle cries shook the sky.
When the thousands of elite soldiers of the Ghost dancer corps dismounted from their horses and pushed aside the battle formation of the Wolf Pass army, and Princess Ying Qiandu of the Peacock Imperial Court personally beheaded the Wolf Pass General Lin Tingfeng, the fighting spirit of the Ghost dancer corps reached its peak.
Ying Qiandu took the lead, brandishing her sword to kill the fleeing Wolf Pass soldiers.
Thousands of Ghost dancer corps soldiers in colourful clothes and colourful feathers followed closely behind, with Her Highness the Princess as the arrowhead, fiercely charging forward.
Charge!
Charge!
Charge again!
In the world of the Ghost dancer corps, there was no fear, no retreat.
There was no mercy, let alone forgiveness.
Just now, the Wolf Pass cavalry was like a group of red-eyed beasts pouncing towards them, wanting to take away their Princess to trade, humiliate and devour them.
Now, they would not show mercy to the defeated and scattered Wolf Pass army.
Besides, the route of the Wolf Pass army was the same as their route of retreat.
Only by killing the Wolf Army in front of them, who had been scared out of their wits, would they have enough space to rush further north.
Otherwise, these people who were scattered in the wilderness and could only run away and scream at the top of their lungs would be a huge problem for them.
Because behind the Ghost dancer corps, there were 20,000 troops of Sky Sea City, 30,000 troops of White Emperor City, and 30,000 troops of Phoenix City led by General Lu Tiesheng. Adding up to a total of 80,000 troops, they were chasing after the Ghost dancer corps in order to devour the Peacock Princess Ying Qiandu, the strongest army in the world.
Kill!
All the deserters in front were chopped down to the ground.
Then, thousands of Ghost dancer corps elites crossed through the tide of deserters, heading straight for the border of the North Region of West Wind Kingdom.
Further north was the border between the West Wind and the Dark flame imperial court.
As long as the Ghost dancer corps could escape into the territory of the Dark flame imperial court, no matter how many West Wind soldiers were chasing after them, no matter how strong they were, they would not dare to take a step into the Thunder Pond. Otherwise, it would be a war between the West Wind and the Dark flame imperial court.
Of course, the premise was that the General of the Dark flame imperial court agreed to let the thousands of soldiers of the Ghost dancer corps enter the border.
The City Lord of Sky Sea City Tang Lang, the City Lord of White Emperor City Bai Xiu, and the General of Wind City Lu Tiesheng, the three people galloped madly on their horses and finally met at the forefront of the three armies.
"General Lu, although your Wind City is the host this time, but our Sky Sea City will not be lenient when it comes to taking credit." The City Lord of Skysea City, Tang Lang, was a burly man with a full beard. He brandished a horsewhip in one hand and a crescent-shaped saber in the other. That was his famed weapon, the crescent moon blade.
"General Tang, feel free to kill. There's no need to be polite." Lu Tiesheng's eyes were dark and fierce as he stared unblinkingly at the group of guys in colorful clothes and ghost masks. He gritted his teeth and said, "We, the brothers of Wind City, like to eat meat and drink wine together with our brothers from other roads, and reap the credit. If General Tang doesn't confer the title of Fierce Tiger General this time, I, Lu Tiejun, will go plead for you. "
"Good brother." Tang Lang laughed heartily.
"Our White Emperor City has come from afar, we can't let you take all the advantages and let our brothers of White Emperor City eat dirt and drink the wind." The City Lord of White Emperor City, Bai Xiu, was feminine and gentle. His voice was soft and gentle, but there was a bearing that could not be underestimated.
"Why does City Lord Bai need to say this? Annihilate the Ghost dancer corps, capture the Peacock Princess, how much credit is this? Even if the credit is divided equally, it is enough for the brothers of the three cities to eat and drink to their heart's content and take away — — If City Lord Bai wants credit, just cut off a few more heads. "
"That's good." Bai Xiu said in a cold voice. A handsome middle-aged man, but liked to wield the huge mother-child hammer. The two hammers, one big and one small, were as effortless as carrying two chicks in his hands. "Kill."
"Kill." Tang Lang roared.
"Kill." Lu Tiesheng said coldly.
He knew that whether others would do their best or not, he must exert 200 percent of his strength.
Because before the ambush, Uncle Lu Wuyong had given him a death order: to annihilate the Ghost dancer corps at all costs and capture the Peacock Princess. Whether the Lu clan's crisis could be solved depended on the outcome of this battle.
If Lu Xingkong was alive, the Lu clan would be in danger.
If Lu Xingkong was dead, the Lu clan would still be in danger.
As a member of the Lu clan, he should go all out.
"City Lords, the Ghost dancer corps has been running around for days, their horses are exhausted. As long as we work hard, we'll be able to intercept them. " Lu Tiesheng's eyes were fixed on the legs of the horses running ahead, shouting aloud, "As long as we can stop their momentum of escape, the three armies will join forces and we will win."
The City Lord of Sky Sea City, Tang Lang, shouted loudly, "General Lu is right. I, Old Tang, will go and probe them first. "
As he spoke, his body soared into the air.
His body flew high in the sky, the full moon scimitar in his hand fiercely slashing down at the Ghost dancer corps running wildly on the ground.
Rumble — —
A red halo of light that was several kilometers long descended towards the ground. Before the blade qi arrived, the snow on the ground swirled in the air, the dead branches were broken, and the members of the Ghost dancer corps were blown away, rolling wildly to both sides.
Kacha — —
A huge crack appeared on the ground.
Around the crack, there were red flames burning incessantly.
There was a smell of scorched earth, as well as the smell of human flesh.
The power of this sword made it impossible for the elites of the Ghost dancer corps to avoid, and could only be cleaved by him. As a result, dozens of Ghost dancer corps died under the blade of Sky Sea City's Tang Lang.
"Dodge." A Ghost dancer general, who was guarding Qiandu at all times, shouted out.
Rumble — —
The elites of the Ghost dancer corps who received the order immediately spurred their horses to gallop wildly to both sides. The densely packed troops formed two long lines, and in the process of changing the formation, they still maintained the speed of a gust of wind and lightning.
When Tang Lang saw that he had killed dozens of elites of the Ghost dancer corps with one slash of his blade, his heart was filled with heroic spirit, and he shouted to the soldiers of Sky Sea City in the distance, "Boys, annihilate the Ghost dancer corps, capture the Princess alive, now. Don't let those guys get ahead of you. "
"Ao ao ao — —"
Witnessing the bravery of the City Lord, and hearing the bewitching voice of the City Lord in the sky, the blood of the 20,000 soldiers of Sky Sea City was boiling.
They had forgotten the tragic scene of the massacre of the Wolf Army, and had forgotten the fear and desire to escape in their hearts. One by one, they brandished their West Wind blades, whipped their horses to speed up, and galloped forward.
Lu Tiesheng, seeing that Tang Lang was already at the forefront, shouted to the City Lord of White Emperor City, Bai Xiu, "City Lord Bai, I will go first."
With that, he tapped his foot on the back of the horse, and like a goshawk, he swept across the sky above the Ghost dancer corps.
Brandishing the long blade in his hand, he imitated what Tang Lang had just done and slashed at the place where the Ghost dancer corps was most concentrated.
Among the crowd, a giant in colourful clothes and a ghost mask suddenly leapt up on his horse, the long blade in his hand sweeping across the sky.
In the sky, a white flame was madly slashing down to the ground.
It was the Heavenly Emperor blade technique of the Lu Family.
On the ground, a white peacock also soared into the sky.
Rumble — —
The Heavenly Emperor blade qi and the white peacock collided in mid-air. The white peacock was severed into two, and at the same time its body exploded, the Heavenly Emperor blade qi was also blown to nothingness.
The Ghost dancer giant roared, charging towards Lu Tiesheng who was brandishing his blade.
Qiandu did not care at all, as if she did not care about the life and death of the soldiers behind her.
The only thing she had to do was to charge forward, charge forward, and lead the thousands of soldiers of the Ghost dancer corps towards the border of West Wind.
She had even seen the border of West Wind, and the watchtower of the Dark Flame Empire.
She saw the hope of victory.
"Charge." Qiandu's voice was crisp and clear, but her internal force was released, like the cry of a sparrow, and the entire Ghost dancer corps could clearly hear her.
"Charge." Thousands of Ghost dancer corps elites responded in unison.
Thud — —
Thud — —
Thud — —
Horses galloped across the wilderness, scattering snow.
The whole earth was trampled by them, trembling with their arrival.
"Charge." Qiandu shouted again.
Lu Tiesheng blocked the Ghost dancer giant with his blade, and roared at the Wind City soldiers below: "Kill. Kill. Kill. Kill them — — for each person killed, you will be rewarded with a hundred gold coins. Kill ten enemies, you will be promoted one rank. "
Kill!
The Wind City soldiers desperately whipped their horses, frantically brandishing the long blades in their hands.
One party ran vigorously, while the other chased relentlessly to the death.
Boom — —
Qiandu took the lead and was the first to charge into the border of the Dark Flame Empire.
Boom — —
Behind her were thousands of fierce Ghost dancer corps soldiers.
Seeing the Ghost dancer corps enter the border of the Dark Flame Empire, and seeing the Peacock Princess disappear in front of their eyes.
Lu Tiesheng's face was flushed red, his eyes bloodshot.
He brandished his long blade, pointing to the border of the Dark Flame Empire and roared: "Cross the border to kill, fight to the death."
"Cross the border to kill, fight to the death." The Wind City soldiers who were ordered and driven by Lu Tiesheng howled, brandishing their long blades as they charged towards the border of the Dark Flame Empire.
Clang — —
There was a crisp and clear sound.
Like a bowstring that had been pulled empty, or like a taut string.
Che — —
Among the Wind City army, a soldier saw a big hole in his chest.
Then, his pupils swelled and he fell from his horse.
No one heard the sound of the bowstring, and no one noticed the twin brother who had suddenly fallen off his horse.
Even if someone found out, there was nothing they could do and could only be carried forward by the army behind.
Swoosh — —
Above their heads, there was a loud piercing sound.
The charging Wind City army looked up, only to see countless black lines shrouding them.
Crash — —
A large number of Wind City's soldiers were swept by the iron arrows, the tremendous force carrying them back, and then pierced through the bodies of more Wind City soldiers.
It was unknown when it started, but the Ghost dancer corps that had crossed the border of the Dark Flame Empire had been divided into two halves. In the vast central area, strange things like miniature castles were firing a dense array of spears and arrows at them.
"Lu Ban's war chariot." Someone exclaimed. "That's Lu Ban's war chariot — —"
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