Chapter 307 Flood

Some emotions come from the original body, or rather, from the same blood resonance. They are usually suppressed by him, but they will still surge up when he is caught off guard.

Hong Chenglue suppressed the surging blood in his chest, suppressed the chaotic true power in his body, and killed a few people, and looked at He Chunhua.

The figure of the dog official was drowned in the heavy crowd and could not be seen clearly.

In fact, there was no need to look. He was confident in the power of his knife, at least he cut the dog official's neck in half.

He was too familiar with the feeling of the sharp blade cutting the throat and breaking the bones.

Just at this moment, the wind was whistling above his head.

The huge golden-armored bronze man moved again, punching him in the head, fast and fierce.

Hong Chenglue rolled on the ground to avoid it, and when he got up, he happened to meet He Lingchuan's eyes, seeing that he was bleeding from the corner of his mouth and his eyes were cold.

The head of the golden-armored bronze man was cut by himself, why could he still move?

At this time, the golden-armored bronze man actually picked up the head from the ground, put it back on his neck, and then continued to chase Hong Chenglue.

Others don't know that this thing has four control centers, the main center is in the heart, and the other three sub-centers are located in the head and knees. The golden-armored bronze man looks like a human, and opponents usually attack the head and heart in the same way as they do against humans, but this is useless. It is an alloy casting, and as long as the four centers are not all broken, it can still move, at most not so flexible.

At the same time, the rock wolf came out from nowhere, circling around and attacking Hong Chenglue's lower body from the back.

Its body is extremely flexible, and it must retreat if it misses a hit, and then go up again when the opportunity arises.

Hong Chenglue swung his sword twice, only cutting off a few wolf hairs.

A wolf and a bronze man, one is agile and the other is heavy, but they actually cooperated tacitly. Coupled with the siege of the surrounding kite soldiers, Hong Chenglue was temporarily in a difficult battle.

Fortunately, at this time, nearly a hundred Xunzhou cavalrymen behind him also rushed over, greatly relieving his pressure.

Hong Chenglue took a look at the situation on the battlefield by the way, well, it's time.

It is the instinct of a commander to keep an eye on all directions. When fighting in Helingchuan, he could still take care of the situation.

He immediately picked up his spear and jumped on his horse, heading west without looking back. The Xunzhou cavalry worked hard to clear the way for him.

Because he was not under the command of Nian Zanli, the team's Yuanli was not deprived, and the members were all elite and strong, so they actually fought their way out.

Hong Chenglue also grabbed a horn and blew it.

The sound was like the cry of a night owl amplified ten times, shrill and piercing, even the soldiers who were bloodthirsty could hear it.

The Xunzhou army had already run to the west, and when they heard the horn, they ran faster.

Zhao Pan, who had been chasing them, also found that the opponent's supervisory team did not kill the fleeing soldiers at all, but ran faster than them...

Go west!

What's going on?

After Hong Chenglue blew the horn, he roared with thunderous tongue: "General Nian, let the water go, now!"

He used his true strength, and the sound wave was pushed far away, echoing over the entire battlefield.

Water?

Wu Shaoyi, who had just arrived beside He Chunhua, suddenly looked up at the river bank behind the camp, and couldn't help but shudder.

The terrain there was two feet higher than the main camp where everyone was.

I don't know when a dozen figures emerged from behind the rocks, standing quietly, and the leader was Xunzhou Mu Nian Zanli, who had not appeared from the beginning to the end of the entire battle!

He was wearing the leather armor of an ordinary soldier of the Yuan people, and he could blend into the team by lowering his face.

Apparently, taking advantage of the chaos just now, he sneaked here with his entourage.

Hearing Hong Chenglue's shouting, he looked at the river bank below, and his face showed obvious hesitation.

The Xunzhou army still had seven or eight ships that had not landed, and there were also many soldiers running westward on the open space on the slope.

There were at least 2,300 to 2,400 people on the river and on the shore.

These were all his soldiers, who met him every day and he had greeted many of them.

Even though he had always been decisive in killing, he couldn't bear it at this moment.

Hong Chenglue could sense Nian Zanli's hesitation and shouted again: "Master Nian, time is running out. If we fail, we will fail!"

The word "failure" shocked Nian Zanli.

Yes, they had already rushed to the south bank and there was no way back.

If this desperate battle failed, Nian Zanli would lose all his capital!

He stopped hesitating and silently recited the secret.

Even Hong Chenglue ran away. Wu Shaoyi was frightened and sent people to rush to Nian Zanli. When He Lingchuan saw Hong Chenglue blowing the horn while running away, he immediately ordered: "Chase! Chase Hong Chenglue!"

No matter what bad water this guy was going to pour, just follow him closely.

Shan Youjun immediately led the Xiazhou troops to chase Hong Chenglue.

Hong Chenglue ran to the high ground, and arrows rained down from behind, shooting down several rangers.

Fu Xin was running behind him, and seeing this, his eyes turned, wanting to take the opportunity to take revenge.

But Hong Chenglue seemed to have eyes on the back of his head, and suddenly stretched out his hand and pointed at him: "Fu Xin, take the people to stay behind."

Fu Xin was shocked, and then furious. He couldn't believe that he was retaliated by this bastard first, but this was a military order and could not be resisted. He could only slow down his horse and take his people to cover the rear.

A dozen people certainly couldn't beat hundreds or thousands, and Fu Xin saw an opportunity and fled to other roads with injuries.

...

He Lingchuan looked down at He Chunhua. Although there were many soldiers surrounding him, no one dared to take action. He was about to pry his father's palm away from his neck to check the injury, but suddenly frowned--

He suddenly found that there was no blood between He Chunhua's fingers.

He had personally witnessed the power of Hong Chenglue's knife. His father's neck was at least cut in half, so blood should have gushed out.

However, it didn't.

He didn't see a single drop of blood.

On the contrary, a guard not far away covered his neck and fell to the ground with a thud, red bubbles spitting from his mouth, and blood spurting out of his neck.

But this is a battlefield where swords and arrows are blind, and people are injured every minute and every second. Moreover, everyone's attention is taken away by He Chunhua. Even if someone noticed that this unlucky soldier was dead, they just thought he was ambushed by the Xunzhou soldiers and didn't think much about it.

A white light suddenly emerged from the Han River, and it soared into the air like a wing and landed in Nian Zanli's hand.

It seemed to be a bottle.

Then, Nian Zanli turned the bottle mouth downward and made a gesture of pouring water forward.

Two flying arrows shot at him one after another, and they were knocked away by the guards beside him.

Then, a raging water poured out of the bottle mouth!

The terrain where Nian Zanli stood was originally higher than that of the Yuan soldiers. At this time, he turned the Green Bottle over, and the river water that had been absorbed for nearly half an hour rushed out in a rush.

When this bottle absorbs water, it can turn the Han River into a slow flow. When pouring water, it can also turn the high ground into a riverbed!

The surging river water walked out of the momentum of thousands of horses galloping, pouring down along the high ground. Nian Zanli's hands holding the bottle were trembling slightly, and he took two steps back, as if he was about to lose the bottle.

Wu Shaoyi screamed: "Retreat, retreat to the west!"

In fact, there is no need for him to remind, who would not cherish his life? Seeing the sudden flood on the land, the Yuan Army shouted and ran west with all their strength, and hated their parents for not giving them two more legs.

Seeing the flood in the bottle shaking the earth, the rock wolf jumped out with its tail between its legs, running much faster than humans.

Even the guards around He Chunhua fled. The lord is dead, of course they have to fight for their lives. As for He Chunhua's abnormality, there were people crowded together in such a short time, how many people could see it clearly?

He Lingchuan made a gesture, and the golden-armored bronze man turned back to the size of a puppet and jumped into his pocket. He picked up He Chunhua again, jumped on the Qingbo horse and ran away.

No one noticed that He Chunhua's eyelids moved twice.

The reason why everyone still had the energy to escape was because the battle formation of the main camp of the Yuan people bought them precious time.

But this magic formation that could not be blown away by artillery was swaying and about to break under the impact of the surging flood. The light green light shield representing the formation shook like a candle in the wind.

When the first wave of flood peaks really arrived, the battle formation could no longer support it and disappeared like a soap bubble.

There was no barrier between the flood and the fleeing humans, and it swept over with a grin.

He Lingchuan saw the turbid waves that ruthlessly swallowed the desperate humans in front of him, and then it was his turn!

The wave peak was three feet high and hit him head on.

At this time, the Qingbo beast was still fourteen or fifteen feet away from the safe Gaoyan.

The distance that usually only takes two lifts of the legs to reach now seems out of reach.

What to do? There is no way to get through.

He Chunhua just regained consciousness and sat up in fear: "Ah...?"

How did he fall into the river as soon as he opened his eyes?

He Lingchuan had always suspected that he was not dead, and saw this and said: "Dad, stand firm!"

This dad really has a way to save his life.

He Lingchuan stuffed something into his belt.

Stand firm?

Even though He Chunhua's back was stiff from the shock of the oncoming torrent, he was subconsciously puzzled when he heard this.

The next second, He Lingchuan grabbed his shoulders and threw him towards the protruding high rock, like throwing a sandbag.

He was very strong, and used all his true strength. He Chunhua was in the air, flying in the clouds. Looking back, he saw a huge wave hitting him, sweeping his eldest son and his horse into the water, and there was no trace of him.

"Chuan'er!" He Chunhua was heartbroken.

That was his son, a child he had watched grow up and had lived with for thousands of days and nights!

Just as he was about to fall to the ground, a sharp cry suddenly came from above his head, and a strange bird swooped down from the air, holding him tightly with its claws like hooks.

Dong Rui!

This guy disappeared after being defeated by He Lingchuan last time. It turned out that he was waiting for a chance to take revenge.

His way of dealing with He Chunhua was also very simple, just throwing him back into the flood.

So the strange bird turned around in the air and wanted to throw He Chunhua down. But he was not stupid either. He grabbed the claws of the strange bird with one hand and grabbed the scabbard with the other hand to hit the bird's neck.

If he hit the right direction, the strange bird might fly back to land.

How could Dong Rui let him do what he wanted? He recited a short formula and cast a spell on him.

However, at this moment, a figure suddenly appeared out of thin air in front of He Chunhua and under the claws of the strange bird.

The man fell down as soon as he appeared. Fortunately, he was smart and grabbed He Chunhua's legs, and then went further to grab the other claw of the strange bird.

Water was hanging on his clothes and armor, mud was on his face, and branches were in his hair.

But that face was very familiar to He Chunhua:

"Chuan'er!"

He was overjoyed.

The strange bird sank suddenly, and Dong Rui leaned forward, and the magic formula he had pinched was scattered.