Final Chapter 45

"嗬 ——" Tang Yin stood on the bison, yelled suddenly, lifted one foot, stomped his foot hard, and listened to the chirp, almost all of his feet stepped into the ground, and he was slammed back by the bison He finally stopped.

He stopped the stiff head of a bison rushing wildly, which made the generals around him look dumbfounded. The green feather sitting on the ground was dumbfounded, his mouth was gazed, and his mouth widened. , But couldn't say a word.

Tang Yin's hand holding the bison's horns did not loosen, he shouted again, holding the bison's horns and turning it to the ground.

Just listening to the thump, the bison's huge body was lying on the ground struggling heavily in the air. His limbs moved, struggling and trying to stand up from the ground. Tang Yin stood as a knife and slammed into the bison's head. Go on.

扑哧! Although the spirit armor on his hand was not a knife, it was sharper than a knife. This hand knife kept his entire palm into the head of the bison, and the bison died on the spot.

Tang Yin didn't delay for a moment. He pulled his palm out of the bison's head, clasped the bison's neck with one hand, grabbed one of the hind legs of the bison, shouted again, and lifted the heavy body of the bison hardly above his head, then looked Those bisons behind the quake smashed in the past.

Flop! The corpse smashed into the herd of bison, causing several running bisons to roll to the ground and huddle together. Taking this opportunity, Tang Yin finally breathed a sigh of relief, and turned back to Qing Yu, who was sitting on the ground, and said, "Qing Yu, we can't fight this battle. Hurry to withdraw ..."

Before he finished speaking, a bison rushed towards him again. Tang Yin froze with his eyes and hooked a spear on the ground with his toes. He held the gun with one hand, leaned forward, and thumped, and the bison was hitting the tip of the gun.

The bison's head was pierced on the spot, and Tang Yin was forced by it to step backwards involuntarily.

He hasn't stabilized yet, and another bison slammed into it. At this point, Tang Yin had no weapons in his hands, and there were too many bisons. He could defeat one or two heads, but he could not defeat them all.

He shook his head secretly, and between the thoughts turning, the spirit armor behind him made a 'wow' sound. At the same time, two huge black wings emerged from behind him, Tang Yin quickly rushed to Qing Yu and approached him with one hand. With the fanning of the wings, Tang Yin lifted up with the green feathers and just let the bison herd.

Looking at the herd of buffalo swarming under his feet, Qing Yu could not help but fight a cold war. He turned back to Tang Yin and said, "If the king did not rescue him, he would die this time. Off ... "

Tang Yin didn't speak, and he flew in the air to see the battlefield more clearly.

Now, can the soldiers of the Feiyu Army be described as a miserable character? On the battlefield, there were ravages, a mess, wind army corpses everywhere, discarded armor and weapons everywhere, and the Feiyu Army was already invincible.

Tang Yin is so sad, how many soldiers will be killed or injured in this battle! If it was an upright loss, that would be fine, but your side was not defeated by the Sichuan Army at all, but by the bison's hoof.

He took Qing Yu to a place where the bison rushed over, and after falling from the air, he slowly released Qing Yu. Looking at his defeated soldiers around him, he couldn't help whispering, "Who on earth has set up such a poisonous trap ..."

How much manpower and energy can it take to drive so many bison to the mountain and keep them in captivity, only to release the bison down the mountain when their own siege?

He secretly shook his head, Sichuan is really a crouching tiger, a dragon and a talented man. He is still too low in the strength of Sichuan.

Thinking of this, he sighed and said, "Qing Yu, order ... to withdraw troops!"

After hearing what he said, Qing Yu smiled bitterly. Where can there be soldiers to withdraw now? I am afraid that there are only 88,000 troops left. He has fought countless times on the battlefield, but it has never been like today. It was such a terrible defeat.

After the buffalo herd, only the corpses and wounded soldiers were left in the flying feathers camp. Looking around, the corpses on the battlefield were stacked, and the number could not be distinguished. The injured soldiers squirmed on the ground, moaning, The screams of pain rose one after another.

However, even if the Fengjun wants to withdraw its troops, the Sichuan Army in Xuanguguan is not willing!

After the bison herds rushed through the wind army camp, the gate of Xuanguguan suddenly opened. Then, tens of thousands of cavalry rushed out of the city gate, shouting and screaming that the remaining soldiers who went straight to the Feiyu Army were defeated.

Tang Yin, who was about to retreat with the army, saw it really, and rushed to the brain with anger. The Sichuan army was lucky to win by conspiracy and tricks. Now they dare to chase out of the city, it is too bullying.

Tang Yin's terrible light flashed in his tiger's eyes. He shouted at the three around him: "Asan, give me the sword king!"

Asan hurriedly took the sword emperor off the horse, and then carefully handed it to Tang Yin.

The latter took it, his arm trembled, and the sword scabbard was shaken off. Then, he pulled a warhorse from the guard, jumped up, and turned around and said to the crowd, "You wait for the army to retreat, I will come to the back of the hall to stop enemy!"

"King, there are many enemies and horses, how can you alone be a queen?" Qing Yu hurried forward and said quickly.

"Shao Luo, no time, Qing Yu, you quickly take the whole brother back! Quick!" Tang Yin glanced at him fiercely, then, struck his mule with his feet, and rushed back to the Chuan Cavalry at the exit.

Tang Yin has not fiddled with this sword since he obtained the sword emperor. He is already familiar with the characteristics of the sword emperor and can use it handily. At this time, he held the reins in one hand and the Emperor Sword in the other, and went to meet the Sichuan cavalry.

The distance between the two sides is still a long way, Tang Yin has slashed out the sword Emperor in the volley.

The Emperor Jian Sword drew an arc in the air, at the same time, several photoelectricity shot out, and the Sichuan cavalry on the opposite side did not see what was going on, and several people screamed and turned down the war horse.

The two sides finally touched each other, Tang Yin raised his sword and fell, slicing the first Sichuan cavalry company near him with his horse in half.

Then, he waved his arm, and the sword emperor's sharp edge drew a series of photoelectricity in the air. The Sichuan cavalry around them could be described as sticking and dying. When they met, they died. Tumbling down.

The sharpness of the sword emperor is now exerting its power. The steel helmet and armor of the Sichuan cavalry is like a piece of paper in front of the sword emperor. It is easily torn apart, and even the steel weapons in their hands cannot resist the sword emperor's sharpness. Under Tang Yin's sword strokes, the Sichuan cavalry was often cut off with people and weapons.

Some people in the Qichuan cavalry have experienced the battle of Shenchi. I do n’t know who shouted: "The sword emperor! That is the sword emperor! It is the weapon used by the **** of the emperor—"

His voice had not yet fallen, and an electric light shot into his mouth, and the cry of the Sichuan cavalry came to an abrupt halt. He shook it a few times at once, planted it, and looked at him with an image in his mouth. It was an iron-striped strange sword whose sharp edge protruded behind his head.

The people around him were terrified, and some of them wanted to dismount and pull out the strange sword, but the strange sword was like a life, shaking it twice on the body, and then flew back like lightning.

Dianguang always flew back to the sword emperor in the hands of Tang Yin, making a crackling sound and combining with the sword emperor. Take a closer look. There is no gap in the sword body, as if the sword body has never split. It's like it.

Tang Yin, who holds the Emperor of the Sword, is undoubtedly more powerful. Although the Sichuan army besieged him, no one can hurt him, but the Sichuan army who died under the Emperor of the Sword Emperor has more than hundreds of people.

I can say that at this time Tang Yin completely blocked the tens of thousands of Sichuan cavalry with his own strength.

I saw that Tang Yin was fierce, and the generals of the Sichuan Army were also afraid, and they did not dare to rush forward blindly. They turned the horses one by one and tried to get around from both sides of Tang Yin.

Tang Yin is only one person after all, and it is impossible to block so many Sichuan cavalry. Just as he rushed to the left and right in the Sichuan army camp, trying to get as much time as possible for his side, Asan Asi rushed over with a large group of guards.

Both sides are cavalry, there is no unnecessary nonsense after meeting, and they immediately fight one place. Although the guards were few, they were all elite, and most of them were spiritual practitioners. As soon as the two sides met, dozens of Sichuan cavalry were picked off the war horses.

One Tang Yin was enough for a Sichuan cavalry to drink a pot ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ Now A San A Si brought these many guards, and the morale of the Sichuan cavalry was quickly suppressed. Just then the gongs rang out over the city, and the Sichuan cavalry turned around and quickly returned to Xuangu Pass.

Looking at the back of the Sichuan cavalry, Tang Yin sighed, then looked at A San A Si and asked, "Why are you here?"

"It was General Qing Yu who sent us to meet the King!" Said Asan.

"Several actions, a few Sichuan troops, what can I do ?!" Tang Yin carelessly threw the blood of the Emperor Sword Emperor, and then gave it to Asan.

He looked around the battlefield, and then looked back at Xuangu Pass, his eyes were deep, he gritted his teeth and said violently, "The enemies of today will be reported tomorrow!"

Don't look at a big loss this time. The Feiyu Army was almost completely destroyed, but Tang Yin still has hope. After all, there are three legions of the Plains Army, the Three Straits Army, and the direct army. After that, he will make a comeback again, and he will surely win the Xuangu Pass in one breath and report his revenge today.

He took Asan, Asi and other people to catch up with the remnants of the Feiyu Army and retreated with the army. This retreat was thirty miles.

After waiting thirty miles away, Tang Yin ordered the army to rest in place, and then counted the number. Now the Feiyu Army is too miserable. There are only 20,000 people in the whole army, and there are still more than half of the wounded soldiers. Those who are truly combative are probably less than 10,000.

With an army of close to 100,000 people, people's mood can be imagined to such an extent. At this time, the whole army was so up and down that there wasn't even a single speaker. The soldiers sat on the floor, leaving only a big breath.