Chapter 801

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An Jun had never seen a weapon like the broken crossbow. When those An Jun soldiers who had never been on the battlefield watched their companions being shot away by the giant crossbow arrows, their minds went blank at first, and then Their minds collapsed, and people screamed and turned around and ran away. For a time, Anjun's front army was in chaos, and there were countless casualties caused by just trampling on each other. Read the full text.

Seeing that the enemy camp had dispersed, Zhan Hu immediately realized that the fighter plane was coming. He swung his spiritual hammer and shouted: "Brothers, kill -"

"kill--"

Wow - the 20,000 soldiers of the Pingyuan Army put away their bows and arrows, drew their sabers, shouted and ran forward at full speed. The attack speed of the Pingyuan Army was astonishingly fast. Looking at it with a cold eye, it really looked like a raging flood.

When the two armies came into contact, there was a loud clash of armors, and a whole row of soldiers in the An army camp were knocked to the ground. Before they could get up, the Feng army's sword had already chopped down their heads.

Thump, thump, thump!

In just an instant, hundreds of An soldiers had their heads chopped off, and the battlefield turned into a hell on earth filled with blood.

This was just the beginning. As the two armies went into full-scale combat, hand-to-hand combat between the two sides began.

The Pingyuan Army has so much actual combat experience that they have experienced such scenes many times. The whole army has long been accustomed to it. However, An Army usually lives a stable and comfortable life, and even if they train a little more, they will shout and shout. Tired, now they encounter the wolf-like Pingyuan Army, and the combat power of both sides is not at the same level at all.

This can only be said that Anjun was too unlucky. When he first entered the battlefield, he encountered the Pingyuan Army, the most brave and skillful among the Feng Army.

On the battlefield, Zhan Hu took the lead and rushed to the front. He swung a huge spiritual hammer. The soldiers around him would die if they touched it or if they stuck to it. Wherever he passed, there were smashed and bloody corpses. A layer was laid.

The soldiers of the Pingyuan Army below were not polite, slashing and killing the An soldiers in front of them. Because there were too many enemies, the Feng Army who rushed in front quickly cut off the steel knives in their hands, but the people did not panic and threw them away. He dropped the knife, picked up An Jun's weapon, and continued to kill the crowds of enemies.

As soon as the battle began, An's front troops were in chaos. The 50,000 elite An's troops were defeated by the 20,000 Pingyuan troops headed by Zhan Hu. The whole scene could only be described as a rout. Frightened by the enemy's ferocity, the soldiers of Anjun fled in all directions. Even the soldiers carrying the military flag were so frightened that they abandoned the flag and fled.

On the battlefield, the military flag functions like a compass. Where the military flag is, the soldiers below will rush in that direction. Now Anjun has lost even the military flag. Coupled with the chaos on the battlefield, psychological tension and panic, People were like headless flies and didn't know which direction to run.

Li De, who was in charge of the central army, saw that his front army was defeated and was brutally killed by the enemy. He couldn't sit still on the chariot. He subconsciously stood up, pointed forward, and roared: "What's going on in this battle with the front army?" Who commanded the front army? This man should be taken out and killed!"

The generals around the chariot looked at each other, and finally lowered their heads, no one dared to speak.

They could see clearly that it was not that there was a problem with their own command, but that the Feng army was too powerful and fought too bravely. Both the Feng generals and the Feng soldiers were like ghosts and demons crawling out of hell. They were so fierce. The extent has exceeded imagination. No matter who takes command of the former army, the result will probably not be better than it is now.

At this time, Jiang Shaozhi was still calm. He said urgently to Li De: "General, send the Chinese army to attack quickly, otherwise the front army will be defeated and the morale of our entire army will be lost!"

Yes, yes, the former army must be rescued! Li De turned his head and said to Ma Ran beside him: "General Ma, I will give you 20,000 soldiers. You must rush to reinforce the front army and restore the defeat no matter what!"

"Yes! General!" Ma Ran has good abilities. Others may be afraid of Feng Jun, but he is not.

He agreed simply and led 20,000 soldiers of the central army to quickly meet the retreating front army.

Seeing his own soldiers who were scattered and stripped of their armor, Ma Ran was furious and roared: "Push them all back to me. Anyone who dares to take a step back will be killed without mercy!"

The timely arrival of the reinforcements really stabilized the defeat of the former army. The dizzy soldiers of the former army who were killed by the Feng Army saw that their reinforcements had arrived, and they felt fighting spirit in their hearts. Under Ma Ran's repeated urging, the people changed direction. , turn around and charge back again.

However, their fighting spirit did not last long. When they faced the charging Feng Army again, they still involuntarily retreated back.

The difference in combat power between the two sides is so huge that it can no longer be rectified by fighting spirit and hard work.

During the battle, swarms of An troops were chopped down by Pingyuan troops. The injured had no time to get up and escape before they were trampled into meat pies by the incoming Feng troops. The screams of injuries and dying wails filled the whole place. On the battlefield, the loess on the ground was dyed red with blood, and the strong smell of blood stimulated the nerves of everyone in the An army.

Ma Ran looked around the battlefield and was secretly speechless.

Before he went to the battlefield, he didn't have much feeling, and he was so proud of his outstanding martial arts that no one looked down upon him. But now that he was on the battlefield in person, he suddenly realized how insignificant he was. On a battlefield with endless sight, one person's role is too limited. Even if he has a powerful spirit weapon that can kill hundreds or thousands of enemies, can he still kill all the enemies? Can you save all your soldiers?

Just when Ma Ran was feeling powerless, he suddenly saw an enemy general charging toward him on foot. This general was two meters tall, with a tall and strong body like a hill. He was the most terrifying figure. The most important thing was the spiritual hammer in his hand. It was so big that it was scary. The originally white spiritual hammer had completely turned into dark red, with lots of meat foam and shredded meat hanging on it.

Isn't this the general who is following Xiao Muqing? Although Zhan Hu was wearing spiritual armor at this time, Ma Ran still recognized him. There were so many enemies that it was difficult to kill him, so he had to chop off the enemy general's head first! Thinking of this, Ma Ran picked up the spirit knife, knocked the horse's belly with his heel, shouted loudly, and rushed towards Zhan Hu.

Under his screams, the security guards in front of him retreated to make way for him, and they rushed to Zhan Hu without any hindrance. Without even saying hello, he raised his sword and struck hard.

He was fast, and Zhan Hu was not slow either. The latter raised his spiritual hammer and shouted: "Open!"

Danglang——In the harsh sound of iron collision, the spirit knife was forcibly knocked up to a height of more than half a meter. Ma Ran felt like he was chopped on an iron pillar rather than a weapon. His arm was numb and numb from the shock, and the pain in the tiger's mouth was like bursting.

This man has so much strength! Before Ma Ran had time to put away his sword, Zhan Hu jumped up from the ground and hit Ma Ran on the horse's head. At the same time, he shouted: "Take my move too!"

Buzz!

The spirit hammer slammed down condescendingly, but the dull sound of breaking the wind was like a huge stone pressing on people's hearts, making people feel stuffy.

Having just faced off against Zhan Hu, Ma Ran knew that this man's strength was far beyond his ability to match, so he dared not receive his heavy hammer at this moment. He hurriedly moved his horse to dodge, and fled sideways.

Boom - Ma Ran dodged, and Zhan Hu hit the ground with a heavy hammer, punching out a large deep pit nearly one meter long. The dust was rolled up high, and the violent roar made Ma He suddenly dismounted from the horse and was frightened. He let out a strange cry, raised his two front kicks high, and stood on the ground as if standing upright. The frightened horse was not prepared and was directly thrown off.

thump!

Ma Ran fell to the ground on his back. Fortunately, he was protected by spiritual armor, otherwise the force of the fall would have been enough to break his bones and tendons.

Seeing that he missed a hit, Zhan Hu immediately stepped forward, rushed to the side of Ma Ran who was lying on the ground, raised his hammer and hit him hard again.

Ma Ran was so frightened that he rolled away a long way with the spirit knife in his arms, barely able to dodge the blow.

The opponent's strength is too great. If you only fight close to him, you will never be able to win. You can only keep the distance and use your spiritual martial arts skills to win. After Ma Ran got up, he stepped back continuously, widening the distance between him and Zhan Hu. Then he shouted, the spirit knife in his hand flashed, and then he released a cross slash.

Zhan Hu also wanted to test the strength of the opponent's spirit force. Instead of trying to evade, Zhan Hu met him with spirit chaos and wind.

In an instant, spiritual blades were flying on the field, energy was flowing in all directions, and the collision of spiritual blades with each other produced a series of muffled banging sounds.

Neither of them used their full strength, and their spiritual martial arts skills were evenly matched. Ma Ran gritted his teeth and roared: "Take another move from me!"

This time, the spiritual sword in his hand shone brighter, and the surrounding air fluctuated due to the high concentration of spiritual energy. The soldiers on both sides felt as if the air suddenly turned into substance, pushing and shoving He pushed himself backwards continuously. In fact, that was the effect of spiritual pressure.

Seeing that the opponent was going to use top skills, Zhan Hu didn't dare to be careless. He waved the spirit hammer and the light emerged. Like Ma Ran, the air around him also fluctuated like fish scales, and the soldiers from both sides were pushed even more. Far.

"kill--"

Ma Ran took the lead and released the cross slash. Countless small spiritual blades were born in an instant and intertwined into a huge cross shape in the air. The spiritual blades broke through the wind and whistled continuously. The dust on the ground was shaken up high, covering the sky and avoiding the sun. The sound was terrifying.

Zhan Hu on the other side also took action, and the skill he released was Ling Chao·Ji.

Ling Luan Ji generates spiritual blades at the same time, which is different from the cross-cutting Ji Ji. The spiritual blades of Ling Luan Ji are not concentrated, but dispersed and released, like a giant net, allowing everyone in it to People have delusions, as if the heaven and earth have been swallowed up by it.

The collision of the two ultimate skills can be described as earth-shattering. Even the spectators and soldiers who were far away from the two were affected by it. Many people were still watching the excitement with their eyes wide open, but were inexplicably cut by the spirit blade that flew towards them. Cut in two, the flat and smooth fracture is like a mirror.