Episode 10 Chapter 538
Chapter 538
Seeing this scene, the Huan army on the side all had their eyes wide open and their faces pale. They looked at Tang Yin with eyes that were no different from seeing a ghost. Read the full text.
Just when the Huan army was stunned by Tang Yin, a group of dark spiritual practitioners came from behind him, and the leader was Cheng Jin.
In the crowd, Cheng Jin took the lead and forced a bloody path. He rushed to Tang Yin and asked anxiously: "Is the king okay?"
Tang Yin was fine, but he was a little exhausted. He stabbed the sickle in his hand heavily on the ground, panting and shaking his head slowly.
"King, the wall of the stockade has been captured by the enemy. The brothers have all retreated to the camp. Let's go down first!"
Cheng Jin looked at the wall of the stockade that was full of enemy soldiers in front and behind, and was secretly shocked. No matter how powerful the king is, how many nails can he hit with iron? With so many enemies, he would be exhausted to death if he fought to the end.
Tang Yin did not insist on his own way this time. He rested for a while, took a deep breath, lowered his head to Cheng Jin, and said, "Let's go!" As he spoke, he flashed down from the wall of the stockade, and the hidden arrows led by Cheng Jin followed him.
There were many Huan troops on the wall of the stockade, and there were also many Huan troops rushing into the Feng camp at this time, and they had already fought with the Feng troops who had retreated earlier.
The Feng troops of several thousand people were dispersed by tens of thousands of Huan troops. The whole West Camp was full of shouts and killings, and groups of Huan troops could be seen everywhere, while the figures of Feng troops were almost invisible.
Tang Yin led Cheng Jin and his men, and just as they got down from the stockade wall, hundreds of Huan soldiers rushed towards them. Tang Yin didn't even have time to breathe, so he could only raise his sickle to meet the enemy.
Sand! As the cold light of the sickle flashed in the air, two Huan soldiers who were rushing the fastest were chopped to the ground. Then, several Anjian personnel passed Tang Yin and rushed into the crowd of Huan soldiers. As several spiritual knives flew up and down, a burst of blood burst out from the crowd. The Huan soldiers who rushed up fell to the ground one after another, and the blood dyed the yellow earth on the ground into blood red.
Under the fierce attack of Anjian and others, hundreds of Huan soldiers were killed and retreated, leaving limbs and arms all over the ground. However, as soon as this group of Huan soldiers retreated, more Huan soldiers rushed over from all directions. People raised their swords and spears, shouted and roared, and their bloodshot eyes seemed to want to eat Tang Yin and others alive.
Tang Yin sighed secretly, dragged his tired body, and fought again. Please familiarize yourself with the domain name
Just after he knocked down several Huan soldiers in front of him, he seemed to be hit hard by something on his back. He staggered forward a few steps and looked back. It turned out that there were several enemy archers standing on the wall shooting arrows at him.
Without thinking, he put the sickle in his left hand, lowered his body, grabbed a long spear from the ground, turned around and threw it at the wall.
Puff! The long spear hit an archer in the lower abdomen. The man screamed and flew backwards, falling directly from the wall to the outside of the wall. The other archers were terrified and fled, disappearing in the crowd of Huan soldiers in an instant.
Tang Yin called out to Cheng Jin and said, "This is too close to the wall, rush over there!" As he spoke, he pointed to the north. At present, the number of Huan soldiers rushing over from the north is relatively small.
Cheng Jin responded and followed Tang Yin to the north with the hidden arrow personnel.
Not far after rushing out, they saw countless Huan soldiers gathered in front of them, and there were fighting sounds and screams from the crowd from time to time. Without going close to check, they could guess that it was the Huan soldiers besieging their own soldiers.
Tang Yin said nothing, holding the sickle and running over, and when he arrived in front of the crowd of Huan soldiers, he swept the sickle from left to right.
As the sickle passed, the spirit body flew out and flew into the crowd of Huan soldiers, causing screams. Dozens of Huan soldiers didn't even understand what was going on, and were cut off by the spirit body flying behind them.
"There are still enemies here..." Hearing the screams of their companions, the Huan soldiers around turned around and saw Tang Yin, Cheng Jin and others holding sickles. The shouting Huan soldier only shouted half of his words, and the blade of the sickle had cut off half of his head, and the scarlet blood and white brains splashed all over the faces and bodies of the people around him.
Tang Yin was like a killing god at this time, completely bloodthirsty. As long as anyone wearing Huan army armor appeared in his sight, he would kill them.
Under his continuous slashing, the encirclement of Huan soldiers was torn open with a bloody path. He rushed to the center of the encirclement by stepping on the corpses on the ground.
In the encirclement of Huan army, more than 200 Feng army soldiers were trapped. They had made up their minds to die, but they didn't expect that at the critical moment, the king would suddenly appear in front of them.
"King——" Seeing Tang Yin, all the Feng army soldiers were in tears, and they rolled and crawled to surround him. At this time, Tang Yin was bloodthirsty, but he didn't reach the point of not being able to distinguish between friend and foe.
He put the sickle behind his back and looked around at everyone. Most of these Feng army soldiers were injured, with blood all over their faces and bodies. They couldn't tell which was their own and which was the enemy's. Their helmets were crooked and they were panting.
After reading it, Tang Yin clenched his fists and said in a loud voice: "Brothers, don't panic." With these words, he separated the crowd, held the sickle upside down, and continued to charge northward.
Originally, this group of Feng troops had been trapped by the Huan army, and now they wanted to break out again. The Huan army naturally tried their best to stop them. The huge crowds of Huan soldiers gathered more and more, blocking the way for Tang Yin and others. Looking up, the enemy troops in front of them were endless.
Faced with so many enemies, even with Tang Yin, the soldiers of the Feng Army could not muster the will to break out. Tang Yin was no exception. If he really had to kill his way out with a sword and a gun, he would be exhausted to death even if he was not killed by the enemy.
He made up his mind, and the sickle on his back suddenly shone brightly. Looking at Tang Yin at this time, it was as if a sun was rising behind him.
Everyone present, whether it was the Feng Army or the Huan Army, was shocked and instinctively retreated.
At this moment, Tang Yin's sickle had changed. The sickle had a double blade, and a sharp edge appeared in front. It looked like a sickle but not a sickle, like a halberd but not a halberd, and it was abnormally huge, looking weird and terrifying.
Without warning, Tang Yin swung the sickle behind him and slashed it out in the air. A roar was heard in his ears. The sickle cut through the sky, and a huge shadow appeared. The shadow was more than ten feet tall and floated in the air. It was covered with a black robe with black fire burning on it. It held the black sickle in both hands and at the same time, it also made a deafening roar.
This was Tang Yin's killer move after completing the spiritual transformation of the soldier - Ghost Blood Blade? Rage? Three Combinations.
The huge shadow raised the sickle high and roared forward. When it passed through the crowd of Huan Jun, the Huan soldiers who were facing the sharp edge all had their armor flying and their bodies shattered. Even the Huan soldiers who only stuck to the edge were affected by the black fire on the shadow and screamed and burned into smoke.
When the shadow flew to the center of the Huan soldiers, the raised sickle suddenly fell. At that moment, all the Huan soldiers within a radius of five or six meters were affected by it. The spiritual pressure that erupted crushed them into bloody meat cakes. Then, the shadow continued to fly forward, and the huge and terrifying sickle chopped down again with a sharp whistling sound...
The Huan soldiers had never seen this before. People were so scared that their scalps numbed, their blood coagulated, and their bodies trembled. Even those Huan soldiers who were far away had cramps in their stomachs, screamed "Oh my God", and fled in fear.
Tang Yin's Ghost Blood Blade? Furious? Three-combination Art, with just this one move, opened a large gap in the encirclement of the Huan soldiers, leaving a passage more than two meters wide in front. Seeing this, Tang Yin retracted his spiritual transformation, turned around and shouted to the stunned soldiers behind him: "Charge out!" While speaking, he took the lead and ran forward.
The soldiers of the Feng Army woke up from their shock, and their fighting spirit was raised to the peak. They followed Tang Yin and broke out.
Frightened by the spiritual changes of Tang Yin's soldiers, the soldiers of the Huan Army did not dare to step forward to stop them, but retreated again and again, which made it easier for Tang Yin and others to break out. It didn't take long for them to leave the Huan Army far behind.
After running for an unknown distance, the Huan Army chasing them could no longer be seen behind them. The soldiers of the Feng Army below were exhausted. Even Tang Yin's muscles were sore all over, and his legs seemed to be clenched.
He slowly stopped and sat on the ground, saying weakly to the people behind him: "Take a rest first, and run again later..."
As he stopped, the soldiers of the Feng Army behind him fell to the ground one after another, lying on the ground, motionless, with only the sound of panting, and some people were so tired that they vomited loudly.
Tang Yin rested for a long time, swallowed his saliva, looked at Cheng Jin, and asked: "Have we reached the North Camp now?"
Tang Yin was also confused now, and couldn't tell east, west, south, and north. In addition, the Feng Army's camp was too big, and the layout of each place was similar. Tang Yin couldn't tell whether he was in the West Camp or the North Camp.
Cheng Jin was not much better than Tang Yin. He stood up with difficulty, looked around, and then sat back on the ground and said to Tang Yin: "My king, this... may be the North Camp."
Tang Yin said "oh", looked around at the Feng Army soldiers around him, and couldn't help but sigh secretly. Of the 10,000 soldiers, I'm afraid that only the 200 people around him could break through!
As he was thinking, he suddenly heard shouts and fierce fighting from the left.
There was a fight! Tang Yin's eyes lit up. If there was a fight, it meant that there were soldiers on his side! In just a moment, Tang Yin seemed to have forgotten his fatigue, jumped up from the ground, put on his spiritual armor, transformed his two swords into sickles, and then went after the sound.
Tang Yin had not run far when he saw two soldiers in Fengjun armor running towards him, and behind them, there were hundreds of Huan soldiers chasing them.
The two fought and ran, and their bodies were covered in blood. Tang Yin just saw that the two men looked familiar, and he didn't have time to think about it, so he dragged his sickle to meet them.