On the second day, the four princes attacked Xue Wuhen together, wanting to break up his camp completely.
Xue Wu was the finishing touch. Ye Qinghan's eyes were getting colder and colder, and his dissatisfaction was getting stronger and stronger. Xue Wuhen apologized every time at the critical moment, which made Ye Qinghan not know what to do.
In the end, Xue Wuhen reprimanded Xue Wu, telling her to stop talking. Only then did this smokeless war disappear.
At noon, the sun shone brightly. The slave camp rested for a moment before getting up to prepare for battle.
This battle was a battle for their freedom. Although it was very difficult to kill ten thousand with one thousand, at least there was a hope of victory. In the slave camp, they only had endless darkness.
"Today, I will live and die with you!" Jue Wuxin pulled out his sword. His armor faced the sun, emitting cold light.
Hua!
A thousand soldiers with armor and spears were all first class. They were completely configured according to the craziness of the Great Wasteland Domain before its destruction. They wanted to perfectly perform the splendor of that year.
These thousand people were all slaves of the True Spiritual Domain. All their power systems were also True Spiritual Divine Force, so there was no problem for them to cooperate with each other.
A thousand people formed a triangle. Jue Wuxin was at the front, but he still had to rush to the front. It was very dangerous, and he could be killed at any time. This was a real battle, not an armchair strategist.
The two armies were separated by a thousand meters on a huge plain. There was no terrain advantage.
"If I say stop, you must stop. If anyone dares to hurt anyone, they will be punished according to the military rules."
The fourth prince shouted at the two armies.
Yes!
Both sides roared, and the sound waves shook the sky.
"Seal the sky!"
The fourth prince ordered. A ray of light covered the sky, covering a thousand miles. It was impossible to fly in the sky. Back then, in order to eliminate Yan Ao, they could only seal the sky to prevent him from escaping. It was the same now.
Since they could not fly in the sky, it was bound to be more difficult.
"Kill!"
Jue Wuxin took the lead to charge into the enemy group, leading a thousand slaves to tear apart the enemy's defense like a sharp sword.
Shua!
Hua — — —
The formation of the army led by Nangong Lan was like an inverted bow. Everyone had a sharp divine spear that could penetrate armor and kill the existence of the flesh. They did not take the initiative to attack. Instead, they surrounded the enemy from both sides.
Boom boom boom!
Whoosh! Whoosh!
The slave camp led by Jue Wuxin was like a single entity. Like a sharp sword, they directly pierced into the army. Jue Wuxin's battle prowess was definitely comparable to that of a vanguard general. He swept his way through the army, sending the vanguard flying. After tearing a hole in the army, the two experts at the back protected him from the left and right. The third row of people also used their spears to attack the two sides, defending the front. It was as if they were handing their lives over to their teammates.
Swish! Swish!
Pssh — — —
Ah — — —
The screams grew louder and louder. As long as Jue Wuxin did not fall, this army was like a sharp sword covered in thorns. Spears and spears stabbed into the bodies of the Imperial Army soldiers.
The last row of soldiers was still very far away, and the two wings had not been completely surrounded. After this charge, at least three hundred soldiers of the Imperial Army had died, but none of the people of the slave camp had died. Only a few had been injured.
Nangong Lan, who was controlling the Imperial Army, narrowed her eyes as she looked at the rear. The current battle situation was almost the same as back then. The only difference was that the lethality of a small team from the Great Wasteland Domain was amplified by a thousand times. This was the final classic battle of the true military saint.
Nangong Lan crossed her hands, and the flag in her hands fluttered in the wind. She signaled the two wings to speed up and surround the slave camp. As long as the last row of the slave camp had no defense, this triangular army would collapse at the first blow!
Back then, a thousand of such armies were separated by ten meters, forming a huge triangle. They cooperated with each other, and Yan Ao personally led the army to charge into the enemy group, tearing apart their defense. Just like that, they charged into the Snow Domain army led by Ling Yan, causing inestimable losses!
Boom boom boom!
The Imperial Army closed in on the last row of the slave camp. At this time, the slave camp suddenly changed their formation. Jue Wuxin retreated, and the triangle turned into a circle with three layers inside and three layers outside. The slaves in the innermost layer suddenly threw out their spears, piercing through the defense of the army. Following that, the second row of soldiers took the opportunity to charge into the depths of the defense. The Imperial Army did not have an expert like Jue Wuxin, so their charge finally lost its momentum. The enemy army also launched a crazy charge.
In an instant, the casualties on both sides exceeded a thousand people. However, the Imperial Army still had more casualties, about six hundred people, while the slave camp only had seven hundred people left!
"Reduce the battle area."
Shua shua shua!
Jue Wuxin roared, and the army quickly rotated, forming a small circle, like a saw reaping lives. The smaller the battle area, the less people the enemy could use. Although there were only nine thousand people left, it was still a lot. Many of the Imperial Army could not charge into the inner circle, and the people on the outer circle could not attack the slave camp, becoming crippled.
"Open the sky seal!"
Nangong Lan roared.
The Fourth Prince frowned and said, "Open the sky seal. As long as Jue Wuxin escapes the encirclement, you will still lose even if you destroy all the slave camps."
"He can't escape!" Nangong Lan said disdainfully.
Shua shua shua!
The flag waved, and the soldiers on the outer circle were ready to attack the slave camp from above.
Jue Wuxin's eyes flashed coldly. If he wanted to reduce his losses, he had to be the first to break out of the encirclement. Nangong Lan would lose if he escaped.
"Escort me out of the encirclement! The battle will end, and you will be free. "
This sentence was like a stimulant to the people. The seven hundred slaves madly charged, once again forming a triangle, protecting Jue Wuxin in the center, wanting to escort him out of the encirclement.
Hua — — —
The sky seal was opened, and a large number of Imperial Army soldiers charged from above.
Boom!
The slaves in the inner circle suddenly threw out their spears into the void, like a rain of arrows.
Shua shua shua — — —
Spears, sabers, all of them were thrown out like a swarm of bees. The slaves gave up on attacking the army around them, and only released their powerful true spirit energy to defend.
Hua — — —
Jue Wuxin followed the pike and charged into the sky, sending one soldier flying with each pike. With a few Stellar Transpositions, he killed more than ten Imperial Guardsmen and broke through the blockade above. He then turned and charged toward the Fourth Prince and Ye Qinghan. As long as he could enter the crowd, he would win.
"I said you can't escape!"
"Nine Heavens Frozen! Cold Sword Destroying Eight Desolations! "
Hua — — —
Although Nangong Lan suppressed her cultivation to the limit of a Giant God, her speed and destructive power were still terrifying. She turned into a flash of lightning and attacked Jue Wuxin's back, wanting to stop him.
Jue Wuxin ignored her and increased his speed toward Ye Qinghan.
Hiss hiss hiss …
The cold sword qi tore through the void, getting closer and closer to Jue Wuxin. As long as he did not change direction, he would be killed by Nangong Lan!
"Open!"
Nangong Lan increased her speed again, and with her sword as one, she attacked Jue Wuxin's back. The sword qi froze Jue Wuxin's blood, and could kill him in an instant.
However, Jue Wuxin suddenly rushed vertically, dodging the attack. Nangong Lan could not stop, and her sword stabbed toward Ye Qinghan.
It was too fast. When Jue Wuxin escaped, he was prepared to let Ye Qinghan delay him, and not continue to attack him.
Hua!
Ye Qinghan's black hair was swept away by the sword qi, and the cold sword appeared on his forehead.
Boom!
Ye Qinghan put his palms together, and the bracelet became a glove, and actually caught Nangong Lan's sword.
Bang!
The rocks under Ye Qinghan's feet cracked, and the ground cracked. He twisted his body, and energy rose from the ground, wanting to lift the holy city. Nangong Lan could not move an inch, as if her sword had stabbed into the Realm Lord's hand, and she could not pull it out or pierce it.
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