Chapter 810

Shangguan Yuanrang's words are also true. With his martial arts, he can fight both on and off the horse. If necessary, he can also seize the Huan cavalry's horses. Read the full text.

However, as a general of a country, being able to give up his horse to the ordinary soldiers below on the battlefield is not something everyone can do. As for Shangguan Yuanrang's heart, there is no distinction between high and low status. Even the soldiers below will be regarded as his brothers.

The young soldier wanted to refuse, but Shangguan Yuanrang grabbed his armor and threw him onto the horse's back. Then he raised one hand and slapped the horse's buttocks. The horse was in pain and screamed. Run forward.

Shangguan Yuanrang looked at it for a while, then turned around. At this time, the Huan cavalry came up again. He stood still and said to the dozen or so soldiers on the left and right: "You can run away as soon as possible!"

"General, I will stay with you..."

"In the way!" Shangguan Yuanrang looked at the cavalry in front and replied simply, at the same time, he stretched out his three-pointed and two-edged sword.

More than a dozen wind soldiers looked at each other, hesitated for a while, and finally retreated together, but they did not retreat quickly.

In the blink of an eye, the Huan cavalry rushed forward with a rumble, and Shangguan Yuanrang could already hear the opponent's breathing.

"kill--"

A long spear was condescending and pierced Shangguan Yuanrang's face. The latter turned his head slightly and easily avoided it. Then, the extended spiritual sword was slanted out from bottom to top. Phew! This knife hit the opponent's horse's neck, and the huge horse's head flew into the air. The knight on the horse fell forward along with the horse's corpse.

Shangguan Yuanrang did not dodge, raised his fist and struck out hard. Click! His fist hit the head of the knight who flew toward him. Under his fist, the knight's head shattered, and blood and brains splashed onto the spiritual armor on his body. Then, more cavalry came forward. Shangguan Yuanrang unleashed a criss-cross slash while swinging his sword. More than twenty cavalry were chopped into pieces, both men and horses.

Before he could take a breath, the cavalry from both sides swarmed in again. Shangguan Yuanrang swept a spiritual wave to the left, killing two knights, and the cavalry on the right had already stabbed his waist with a spear. Shangguan Yuanrang turned around and let his sharp edge, before the opponent could withdraw his gun, he His shot was like lightning, he grabbed the barrel of the gun and pushed it back hard. The opponent screamed and fell down, right in front of Shangguan Yuanrang's feet. The latter, without thinking, raised his leg and kicked Huan Bing hit the lower abdomen, and the latter slid out like a ball, hitting the legs of the two horses that followed. The two horses lost their balance and fell forward. , the two knights on horseback were caught off guard and fell down headfirst. There were two crisp sounds of click and click. Their neck bones were broken and they lay on the ground. They twitched a few times and then stopped moving.

This is just the beginning. When facing a large number of enemies with a small number, Shangguan Yuanrang's body was almost covered with deadly weapons. His cultivation was profound and his spiritual armor was hard. Even an ordinary punch or kick would be enough to break the enemy's bones and tendons.

He fought and retreated, but his two legs were not faster than the four hooves of the war horse. Not long after, a large number of cavalry had surrounded Shangguan Yuanrang. The cavalry kept circling around Shangguan Yuanrang, and from time to time Rush out and strike him with a fatal blow.

Before he could break out, there was a sudden chaos behind the opponent's encirclement. It turned out that the dozen or so wind soldiers who had retreated first came back and killed the Huan cavalrymen from behind, and cut down ten of them as soon as they came up. Yu Qi.

"General, break out from here quickly——"

Shangguan Yuanrang couldn't see his brothers coming back, but when he heard their shouts, he frowned secretly, didn't he let them run away first? Why did you come back again? Isn't this asking for death? While complaining in his heart, Shangguan Yuanrang suddenly increased his strength, slashed and stabbed with the three-pointed two-edged sword, and struck out seven or eight moves in one go.

The sword never misses, and every time he strikes, it always elicits a scream from the opponent. The originally airtight encirclement immediately revealed a gap under Shangguan Yuanrang's continuous attacks. He rushed out and met his brothers. Looking at the dozen brothers covered in blood, he asked: "You guys Why are you back?"

"The general asked us to run away first. Isn't this just killing a villain? Since we have surrendered to the army and have put our lives and deaths at risk, how can we escape on the battlefield?"

Shangguan Yuanrang still wanted to speak, but Huan Cavalry came up to kill him again. He took a deep breath, let out a sudden shout, and released his spiritual chaos. His state of mental chaos can only be described as terrifying. The sky is filled with spiritual blades that cover the sky and the sun. When he is in it, he will only feel that the sky is dark and the earth is dark, the sun and the moon have no light, and then there is the heartbreaking pain of the spiritual blades cracking his bones.

After a move of insanity, at least a hundred riders and horses died tragically on the spot, and countless others were injured. The lethality that erupted in that instant was so great that the other dozen wind soldiers were stunned in horror. After a while, people reacted. A soldier stepped forward and grabbed Shangguan Yuanrang's arm and screamed: "General, leave quickly, don't fight anymore!"

They don't know spiritual martial arts, but they also know that releasing this kind of killing skill consumes the most spiritual energy. No matter how advanced Shangguan Yuanrang's cultivation is, there will be a time when it is exhausted. How many nails can he crush if he is covered in iron?

Shangguan Yuanrang was forcefully pushed out by more than a dozen Feng soldiers, who then opened up their posture to block the opponent's cavalry.

Looking at these exhausted and scarred brothers, Shangguan Yuan let out a sigh in his heart. The soldiers of the Feng Army are almost all carved from the same mold. They have a strong temperament and would rather die than surrender. Even if they use their own flesh and blood to withstand the enemy's edge, they must create a chance for their comrades to survive.

At this time, the Huan army had launched the countless rounds of charge. The huge cavalry galloped with a deafening roar. Dozens of wind soldiers did not retreat but advanced, roaring at each other and rushing towards the enemy cavalry. Shangguan Yuanrang clenched his fists, gritted his teeth, and rushed forward.

He could not save all his brothers, but at least he could let them see that he was fighting side by side with them before they died in battle. This was also the greatest respect he could show to these brothers who were ready to die.

More than a dozen people were instantly drowned in the sea of ​​cavalry, but the fighting in the crowd did not stop, and became more and more intense.

After an unknown amount of time, the sound of fighting gradually shifted from the center of the crowd to the outside. Suddenly, a half-moon-shaped spiritual wave shot out of the crowd, and then the bodies of several cavalrymen on the periphery were all stiff, and then, their waists were broken in unison, and the wounds were so smooth that it seemed as if a laser had just cut through them.

As the body fell off the horse, a rider suddenly rushed out from the crowd. The knight on the horse was a bloody man. The original color of the armor could no longer be seen. He was covered in blood, and even the whites of his eyes turned scarlet due to congestion. This person was not someone else, but Shangguan Yuanrang who broke out from the numerous enemy troops.

Although the enemy troops were numerous, with cavalry mixed with infantry, Shangguan Yuanrang was able to come and go freely, and his courage of being invincible was fully demonstrated.

Shangguan Yuanrang completely entangled tens of thousands of Huan troops with his own strength, making it impossible for the Huan troops to use their full strength to pursue the Feng troops. He fought and retreated at the same time. When his warhorse died, he would seize the enemy's warhorse. By the end, he could no longer remember how many enemy soldiers he had killed, but the three-blade double-edged sword in his hand had become blunt after being transformed by spirit... He himself did not know how many Huan troops he had killed or injured, but Cao Hou had statistics. Of the original 10,000 cavalrymen, only more than 4,000 were still able to fight after the pursuit. Most of the remaining 6,000 cavalrymen died in the battle, and some were seriously injured and unable to participate in the battle.

This battle left Cao Hou with a deep impression of Shangguan Yuanrang's bravery. He felt that the enemy was no longer something that could be matched by human power. It was so powerful that it was terrifying.

He recalled the cavalry chasing the enemy in front, and no longer let the precious cavalry die in vain. Instead, he used infantry to chase the enemy.

Anyway, the monk can run away, but the temple cannot. As long as the main force of the Feng army is caught up, the victory will still be his side.

As the cavalry in the Huan army withdrew from the pursuit, Shangguan Yuanrang's pressure was greatly reduced. He could deal with the enemy's infantry on the horse with ease.

In fact, Shangguan Yuanrang has reached the end of his strength after the fierce battle. Not only is his physical strength seriously overdrawn, but even his spiritual energy has been consumed. If the cavalry of the Huan army does not withdraw, even Shangguan Yuanrang does not know how many rounds of the opponent's charge he can withstand.

Fortunately, this difficult tug-of-war was temporarily relieved by the retreat of the Huan army, giving Shangguan Yuanrang a rare opportunity to catch his breath.

He sat on the horse, breathing heavily while running, as if all the oxygen in his body had evaporated, and the sound of his wheezing was like a bellows being pulled.

Without the pressure of the cavalry, Shangguan Yuanrang rested for a while, fought for a while, and ran for a while, walking and stopping like this, and ran more than 20 miles all the way.

At this point, it was not far from the Death Valley. At this time, the sky was past dawn, and the sky gradually turned pale.

This Death Valley is quite hidden. It is not that the foot of the valley is remote and difficult to find, but that the entrance of the valley is particularly spacious. If you look at it from the outside, no one can tell that there is a dead end inside.

More than 4,000 Fengjun ran into the Death Valley first. Since Shangguan Yuanrang had not arrived yet, people did not immediately escape along the ropes in the valley, but gathered at the entrance of the valley waiting for him.

Soon, Shangguan Yuanrang also arrived. With the faint light in the sky and the light reflected by the torches, people saw a bloody man. How could they still tell who he was?

A thousand men stepped forward cautiously and asked, "Is the person coming... the general?"

"It's me!" Shangguan Yuanrang replied weakly.

People could not recognize his appearance, but they could recognize his voice. Hearing his reply, everyone sighed. Looking behind Shangguan Yuanrang, there was nothing, not a single brother of his own. People were sad and bowed their heads. Needless to say, the five hundred brothers with the general must have died on the battlefield.

"Why haven't you entered the valley yet? Go in quickly, the main force of the enemy will be here soon!" Shangguan Yuanrang shouted in a deep voice.