Wow~~

Woo--

The desolate oxen horn continued to resound throughout the sky, and the ninety-seven people gathered together to the point of exhaustion. Qu Yuanfeng covered the cracked armor leaves on his shoulders, and the blood flowed out had already condensed into a layer of blood dirt.

Huhu...

He gasped heavily. He had heard that his master used the illusion array to trap Nan Chen's 30,000 soldiers and horses, but he really did it. Especially in the face of the overwhelming sea of ​​soldiers, he finally felt what it was to be unable to do.

"Mountain!"

The surrounding Turkic infantry came over with their shields, and dense spears passed through the gap between the shields, and violently attacked the small formation composed of ninety-seven people under his command. In the formation that blessed mana, the yellow magic light flashed wildly, turning away the shields of the soldiers under Qu Yuanfeng to offset the impact of the piercings again and again, just like a crumbling reef in the vast ocean tide.

The Turkic cavalry surrounding both sides occasionally pulled their bows and shot a few arrows to harass them. They fell into the small formation. Someone covered his neck and screamed in pain. The spear that was facing him then dropped to the ground. Behind him, his comrades quickly filled the soldiers who were killed by the arrow, roared hysterically, and smashed wildly with the guns stabbed from the opposite side.

Qu Yuanfeng's thundered the arrow that flew in. He dragged his spear and looked at the Turkic infantry who were constantly rushing and swinging his sword. He looked at the distant hillside and felt the fluctuations of his magic power.

"They also have people who practice Taoism?"

As his thoughts drifted away, on the hillside, the shaman riding a black horse turned over and reached out to take the small drum inlaid with animal bones handed over by the person next to him. There was a human skull decoration in the middle of the drum. He seemed to be looking at Qu Yuanfeng, with his big cheeks spreading open, revealing a yellow teeth and laughing.

"The monks in the Central Plains...hehe..."

He chuckled twice, suddenly raised his face and looked at the blue sky. In the sky, white clouds were like trunks. Soon, many dark clouds floated over, and the vision of countless people below gradually became gloomy, and a hoarse voice shouted on the hillside.

"Grire--"

Dong!

The boring and big hand slapped the drum, the wind roared in the sky and spread the horse's hooves, and the sand and dust between the feet flew into the sky, and then, descended again, directly covering the ninety-seven people below.

The gravel was sobbing and roaring with the sound of the wind, and many soldiers flew into their mouths, noses, eyes, and ears. Even breathing became extremely difficult. They waved their palms to wipe away the blockage between their mouths and noses.

"Oops."

The vision was blocked, and Qu Yuanfeng knew that it was the Turkic cultivator over there who was casting spells, but he only knew Fenglin Volcano, and he could only use it on his soldiers under his command to achieve effect. The sudden change made him feel a little panicked. In the chaos, he turned around and shot and stabbed a Turkic man who wanted to attack.

He turned his head and shouted: "Run out!"

With a wave of the command flag in his left hand, the gradually weakening magic light flashed on it. The word "wind" was used to attach the legs and feet of the soldiers. Ninety-seven people heard Qu Yuanfeng's voice and rushed south again, rubbing the two Turkic quadrilaterals that were about to be surrounded by them at an extremely fast speed.

However, the siege was already formed, and the Turkic infantry formations on both sides shook wildly at the 90 people in the middle. Among the blood flowers, Qu Yuanfeng was stained with blood, avoiding the piercing spear head. He flew away where the iron helmet had flew away, and waved the flag in a messy bun, giving the few remaining magic power to his surrounding subordinates.

"We must go out. We have been delaying for a long time. General Daxi and five hundred comrades should go back safely. You must leave too..."

In the chaos of fighting, Sui soldiers rushed forward and knocked away the Turkic people who had stabbed Qu Yuanfeng with their guns, looking at the commander with blood on their faces.

"Captain, you go too!"

The earth under the sky was covered with chaotic figures. Qu Yuanfeng watched the soldiers shouting at him being pulled into the Turkic infantry, and the blade rose and fell, and his figure disappeared.

"Uhhhhh--"

Qu Yuanfeng shouted hoarsely. He was tall and broke through two Turkic soldiers blocking the road, tore a hole, and rushed out with his subordinates behind him. However, there were only more than fifty soldiers following him. He kept shouting and fighting, commanding the fifty people to run south, slowing down and staying behind to wait for the remaining subordinates who had not come out. Even if there were soldiers rushing out in blood in the middle, there were not many. Some rushed out a few steps, shaking and losing too much blood, falling down forever.

Seeing that there were more than ten people running ahead stopping and waiting for him, Qu Yuanfeng shouted at them with red eyes: "Go! Don't look back, go--"

More than a dozen soldiers hesitated for a moment, gritted their teeth and turned around, and ran with their companions in front.

Qu Yuanfeng turned around and looked at the approaching Turkic infantry formation. His blood-stained arms were shaking slightly while holding the flag.

...I can't leave...I can't leave.

....You can't embarrass the master.....I'll let you say that the master has a...a escaping apprentice...

hiss!

He sucked his teeth and took a breath. He inserted his spear into the soil with his other hand, tightening the cloth belt around his waist. The red liquid was slowly flowing out, leading the silk thread to the grass leaves on the ground, soaking the mud.

‘What’s more, I can’t leave anymore…’

Tightening the wound in the cracked leather armor, Qu Yuanfeng pulled up his spear and swept his eyes across countless enemies around him. The blood-stained hair was gently raised in the wind. The leather armor and robe were full of torn gaps. Looking at the infantry surrounding him and the Turkic Iron Cavalry spreading southward, his eyes became slightly wet, and the corners of his mouth were grinding, revealing blood-stained teeth.

"Hahaha...hahaha--"

The remaining sign flag with a gap, the magic light burst out with a faint magic light, and the fiery red light hit his whole body. The next moment, the boots moved away and pressed down the grass, and rushed forward like a fiery red meteor, rushing towards countless moving figures in front of him.

The hoarse voice shook the world like thunder.

"Qixia Mountain, Qu Yuanfeng is here!!!"

In an instant, it crashed into a pile of people and invaded like fire.

......

In the south, at the foot of the mountain, blue and white light flashed through the forest. In an instant, it had reached another mountain foot. At the speed that the naked eye could not keep up, there was a donkey with a tongue hanging by his mouth, his limbs ran wildly with an electric arc. In the clanging bookshelf, the Toad Taoist's entire short body was against the wall of the book, and his white belly was shaking.

"Good student is slower... slower... I am a teacher... I can't stand it anymore... I want to vomit..."

On the back of the old donkey, Lu Liangsheng suddenly tapped the donkey's neck lightly, and his body was running rapidly. The toad that covered his mouth in the bookshelf had an unbalanced inertia. He bumped from this book wall to the other side. With a burp, the food residue in his mouth was wrapped in his stomach, and slowly slid along the book wall to lie on the small bed.

‘That mother...... gull'

Outside, Lu Liangsheng stopped the old donkey, and in front of his sight, the flames surged into the sky, countless shrill screams mixed in the chaos, and the burning stinking smell could be faintly smelled in the air.

The Turkic cavalry who were walking south began to plunder the villages along the way. In the rough Huheli, they threw out torches and lit houses. When they rolled up the black dragon and rose to the sky, the man covered in fire ran out of the house, ran wildly, screaming in pain, and a Turkic cavalry who had passed leaned over and poked out his blade and chopped off his head.

The war horse was racing past not far away, and the naked woman rushed out of the house. Several Turks laughed rampantly, chased after her from behind, and picked her up in the waist. The woman kicked her legs and cried in fear, and was thrown to the ground. The Turks around her smiled and untied their belts and moved the woman's legs in front of the neighborhood's bound village people.

"Please let her go, please, she is pregnant and she has children, please let her go!"

In the village people who were tied up and knelt down, someone struggled and shouted, and then was kicked to the ground. The moment a guard Turkic soldier slashed his sword.

The old man who begged for mercy closed his eyes for a moment, and there was no pain of blood and blood tearing. When he opened his eyes, he saw the Turkic people in the village keeping their movements as they had just been motionless. Even the Turkic cavalry who were preparing to bully the woman were all stiff in place.

The woman cried and grabbed the broken clothes on the ground and covered her body. She carefully rubbed the ground and moved the ground from the middle of the unmoved people. In the distance, a scholar held a scroll and led an old donkey through the entrance of the village. She stopped to look at the scene in the village, waved her robe sleeves, and the rope was released and slid to the ground in an instant.

"Go to hide in the mountains and hide. Don't come out when the reinforcements in the court come."

Over there, dozens of villagers cried and bowed to the scholar, pulled their relatives who were still there, walked around the burning houses, and hurriedly ran up the mountain.

As the war broke out, the Turkic cavalry that came first swept along the way, and such tragedies continued to happen in this world.

At this time, the man with ambition to die entered the Turkic battle formation in a red body and kept rushing forward. In the chaos, he smashed one person over, and a hole was cut in his thigh, dripping blood.

Qu Yuanfeng held the flag in his left hand and danced a spear in his right hand. He was still staggering and rushing forward, pushing out more than ten feet of blood in the dense crowd.

On the hillside, the high shaman priest looked at the figure in the crowd with fiery red magic light and was still fighting. He stretched out his hand and asked the waiter to hand over a little man, uncover the seal on it, and his lips in his beard quickly squirmed and muttered.

In the sound of the spell, a black smoke flew out from the mouth of Weng's mouth, causing the Khan on the side to subconsciously take two steps back and press against Bu Li. The latter also had a look of fear in his eyes and murmured: "Black Wind Curse."

The black smoke that flew to the sky suddenly turned into a black hurricane visible to the naked eye, roaring like a black cloud passing over the heads of the dense soldiers below, and colliding on the fiery red figure.

Qu Yuanfeng turned his head and instinctively raised the flag. He ran a spear and felt a stench. The numb feeling spread throughout his body. His whole body was frozen in place without hesitation, trembling violently.

There seemed to be something warm in his nose and ear holes. He slowly raised his hand and touched it. In his sight, there was a piece of black blood on his fingers.

When Qu Yuanfeng raised his head, his standing body fell backwards with no support and fell heavily to the ground with a bang.

"Master...Disciple...No..."

The corners of his mouth, which was standing full of black blood, whispered, and his voice whispered.

“………No…I didn’t embarrass you…”

The fist that clasped the flag tightly released, and the mana on it dissipated.

......

To the south of the distance, the scholar who stayed in the mountain village seemed to have felt something. His hand holding the scroll was hanging down beside him. The emotions of the original human beings suddenly seemed to have been stripped away.

‘…… Yuan Feng.’

I looked at the Turkic people who were still moving with a calm expression. The moment the scroll in my hands was collected by itself, dozens of soldiers' pores overflowed with blood beads and flowed all over the ground.

Lu Liangsheng walked to the bookshelf expressionlessly, called Yuelong out, and tied a scroll of paintings on it.

"kill."

Between her thin lips, only a voice that was so dull that she had no emotions was squeezed out. In the small door where the bookshelf was opened, the Toad Taoist was also anxious. She dragged the rope to the donkey's back and wanted to persuade her disciples to go north.

"Liangsheng, if you encounter that white head..."

On the bookshelf, Yuelong unsheathed with a clang, and the sword that had crossed the air accidentally cut the rope off together. The Toad Taoist was still saying the words.

"...that white wolf demon is not a good person, so it's hard to pass..."

He held his webbeds and spoke, his vision getting higher and higher. He was about to say: "... I am afraid of going over, so I can't come back... Come... Alas?!"

He realized that his feet were more than ten feet high from the ground, and his disciples and old donkey had their figures becoming small. The Toad Taoist stared wide and looked up at the top.

The tight rope around his waist stirred on the hilt of the sword, hanging him and flying to the north.

The Toad Taoist hangs under the Yuelong sword, looking at the foothills below, clouds filled with air, and shouting with dancing hands and feet.

"Pudu Cihang, let him go down-"

......

Outside the burning village, the old donkey seemed to feel the emotions of his owner. He swung his neck and large pieces of mane grew into lion mane. His long kiss bared out his fangs and roared. With a roar, deer antlers broke out on the top of his head, his body was stretched high and lengthened, and his whole body was covered with green ink scales.

"How--"
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