The soldiers of the capital who were fighting to fight to the death with the tower shield against the owl army, heard the sound of cannons and gave in to both sides.

A huge gap immediately appeared in the center of the capital army camp.

Seeing this, the Xiaoyang army opposite thought that there was an opportunity, so a large number of Xiaoyang soldiers rushed in directly following the gap.

But as soon as they came in, they were greeted by dense crossbow arrows.

Five hundred flying guards, each holding a series of crossbows, fired crossbow arrows continuously.

The dozens of owl soldiers running in front each had at least ten crossbow arrows inserted into their bodies, and they wailed to the ground.

The owl soldiers behind had never seen such a fierce and continuous arrow shooting, and they were stunned for a moment.

However, the flying guards on the opposite side did not give them a chance to recover. The crossbow arrows kept shooting the owl soldiers into rows.

Each flying guard shot ten crossbow arrows in the crossbow, and then Li Yu rushed out of the flying guard, holding a Mo knife in his hand, and took the lead in killing the group of Xiao soldiers on the opposite side.

puff!

As soon as he came into contact, his sword cut open the chest of an owl soldier. The other party roared and swung the scimitar to slash Li Yu's head. The latter stabbed him with another knife, directly piercing the other party's neck.

"Your Highness gets out of here!"

Hearing the shouts behind him, Li Yu immediately dodged to the side.

Swish!

A strong wind shot out from behind him and fell into the crowd of the owl soldiers. Two puffs were slashed into four pieces by this sword energy.

The person who took action was Feng Tang.

Feng Tang carried the Tang sword and passed Li Yu, rushed into the crowd of the owl soldiers, slashed left and right, and the surrounding owl soldiers fell to the ground one after another.

Soon, a large number of owl soldiers rushed towards him.

Feng Tang cried out, the man and the sword were united, and blew forward like a gust of wind.

Puff puff puff —

Five or six owl soldiers had not seen clearly what was going on, and their bodies were cut off and cut into two pieces.

"Good knife technique!"

At this time, someone else exclaimed, Lu Chi.

Lu Chi's eyes shone, bullying his body.

He poked his palms out at the same time and grabbed the necks of the two owl soldiers. He didn't see him exerting force. He just pinched it slightly and cracked two times. The cartilage of the two owl soldiers was crushed. The two of them turned red, they held their necks and fell to the ground.

The surrounding owl soldiers rushed forward and surrounded Lu Chi, and dozens of scimitars slashed at him.

Suddenly, a whirlwind blew in the center of the crowd, and then a large area of ​​blood mist soared into the sky.

Looking at these owl soldiers, without exception, they were cut off and cut into two sections.

The upper half of the body fell to the ground, and the lower half stood up.

Lu Chi held two swords in his hand, and his clothes were covered with blood mist and turned into blood red.

He curled his lips and held his swords and rushed straight to the crowd of Xiaojun in front of him.

Wherever I passed, there were bloody storms and screams.

After seeing this, Li Yu's eyes flashed with brilliance.

There is still something to fight in this battle!

He was thinking about it, and an owl soldier rushed over to his side, holding an axe in his hand and slashed at Li Yu's neck fiercely.

Without waiting for Li Yu to dodge, the golden crow stepped forward and slapped the man's head with a palm.

Bang!

The head is cracked and the brain is splashed.

Li Yu did not dare to be distracted anymore and continued to rush forward.

The team led by Li Yu has a sharp contrast with the overall situation on the battlefield.

Not only were they not forced back by the Xiaojun, they were like a sharp knife and sharp wedge, deeply nailed into the Xiaojun camp.

Li Yu's advancement also greatly stimulated the fighting spirit and morale of other soldiers.

People shouted in unison, quickly stopped the defeat, and launched an increasingly bloody close-fitting battle with the Owl Army.

The woods on the west side.

Xi Zhuo, who had already developed the intention to retreat, also saw the subtle changes in the battlefield situation.

He widened his eyes in disbelief, leaned forward, and his neck stretched out unconsciously.

Because the distance was too far, he could only see a Beijing army launching a counterattack and incredible counterattack into the Xiao Army camp.

As for who was charging into battle, he couldn't see it.

Xi Zhuo grabbed the tree trunk nervously, and even his fingernails were deeply embedded in the bark, and blood oozing from the gaps in his nails.

Don’t look at him just now, he wanted to escape at the last minute.

He did not hope that Li Yu would lose, on the contrary, he was one of the people who most hoped that Li Yu would win.

Because only when Li Yu wins, he has the opportunity to regain the throne of King Sunu.

However, as he said, these three thousand tribes were his only family background.

He can't afford to lose!

He didn't dare to use these three thousand tribes to make a big bet.

But now, he seems to see a little hope.

Hope of victory.

Hope to win the bet!

Let’s talk about Li Yu on the main battlefield.

As Li Yu and his group advanced forward, the greater the resistance they encountered, the more the number of owl troops they faced.

Even masters like Feng Tang, Chu Ren, and Yan Wen were already killed with blood and panting.

When they faced them, tens of thousands of Xiaoyang troops, even if they stood still, let them kill them.

If you want to cut down so many people, you will be exhausted even if you are tired.

At this time, directly in front of them, the number of the owl army can only be described as crowded.

Lu Chi used all his strength to slash and slash, barely rushing forward one meter, but soon, he was forced back one meter by the densely packed oxen army.

The number of Xiaojun is so large that it seems that it cannot be killed or killed.

After fighting for so long, Lu Chi doesn't remember how many people he killed.

It is estimated that there are at least two or three hundred people, but this is only a drop in the bucket of the overall strength of the Xiao Army.

Lu Chi's clothes were already wet with blood.

His face was washed dark red by blood, and then his sweat fell, causing white lines to rush out.

The whole person looks like a ghost.

Although he was tired, his eyes were not tired at all, but instead shining with excitement.

This is exactly what he yearns for the most.

It is more exciting than a duel with a master and is more helpful to his growth.

The essential difference between Lu Chi and others is that no one is willing to fight from the bottom of his heart, while Lu Chi is the opposite.

He really likes fighting.

Only in battle can he continuously improve himself, break through his limits, and reach a higher level.

The reason for this is related to the practice of Lu Chi.

He practiced the "Shura Sutra", a technique that relies on combat to maximize his cultivation.

This destined that Lu Chi could only walk one Shura Road, and the place where he was would inevitably become a Shura Field.

"happy!"

Lu Chi roared and rushed towards the Xiaojun ahead with a knife again.

Seeing this, everyone around them had only one thought in their hearts, madman!

Lu Chi is just a crazy man!

Under Lu Chi's repeated attacks, he failed to break through the Xiao Army, but he caused considerable casualties to the Xiao Army.

What Li Yu wanted was not to kill and injure the Xiao army, but to break through the Xiao army, penetrate the enemy's heart, and take down Xi Yu.

Capture the king first.
Chapter completed!