Chapter 1812 Lin Huxiao's Doomed Battle

"Okay, stop talking, let's go to the battle."

The deputy commander drew out his sword and shook off his purple cloak.

The other captains also drew out their axes at the same time.

At this point, all the soldiers of the White Tiger Army were involved in the battle.

If they didn't join the battle, their soldiers would retreat faster.

But they also had their opponents.

Soldiers against soldiers, generals against generals.

Soon, dozens of captains and two deputy commanders of the Suzaku Army blocked their way.

The Suzaku Army had twice as many soldiers as theirs.

The number of generals was naturally twice as many.

When the deputy commander of the Suzaku Army and others took action, the soldiers of the White Tiger Army were overwhelmed by their army again.

Seeing this scene, the soldiers of the White Tiger Army really lost their fighting spirit completely.

In the blink of an eye, it was afternoon time, and more than half of the dozen captains of the White Tiger Army had died in battle.

The deputy commander was killed by two opponents of the same level and was already in danger.

It is said that the deputy commander of the five-star saint realm would not be able to determine the outcome of a one-on-one battle for days and nights.

But now it is two against one, and the deputy commander of the White Tiger Army has more things to worry about.

Whether it is from the perspective of time, place, and people, he is at a disadvantage.

So...

His death is inevitable.

However, before he died, he seriously injured an opponent.

The other dozen or so commanders were also killed in the encirclement.

At this point, the White Tiger Army was declared defeated.

The one million soldiers of the vanguard camp and the 600,000 soldiers who came to reinforce were few and far between.

Xiao Taihe and Chu Chuan secretly hid in the pile of corpses during the war...

If people knew that two dignified three-star saints were afraid of death like ordinary soldiers, I don’t know what they would think!

When Lin Huxiao led only 300,000 people to within one thousand meters in front of Tianqian Ridge.

The general flags of Hachi and Erji were fluttering in the wind.

The first and second commanders of the Suzaku Army actually personally attacked the Tianqian Ridge.

This was an unexpected situation for everyone in the White Tiger Army.

"Haha! Commander Lin Huxiao, it's been nine years since we last met. I wonder how you are doing recently?"

Commander Hachi laughed loudly as he stood on the city wall.

Lin Huxiao's pupils shrank.

"Hachi!"

This was his old rival, who was defeated by him nine years ago and replaced by the current Commander Erji.

"Hachi! I should have thought it was you earlier. Only you can come up with such a bold trick."

"Lin Huxiao! As the saying goes, it's never too late for a gentleman to take revenge. This year is exactly the tenth year.

Will you surrender or surrender to my Suzaku Army?"

Hachi looked down at Lin Huxiao.

"Fight! Fight to the death!"

Lin Huxiao said resolutely.

"Good! It feels good!"

Hachi waved the crescent-shaped knife in his hand, touched the ground with his toes, and his body suddenly flew into the air.

The crescent blade was raised above his head, and he slashed at Lin Huxiao.

Swish!

A half-moon blade flashed down from the sky!

Lin Huxiao rose from the wide chariot.

Two one-meter-long battle axes suddenly appeared in his hands.

With a flick of the battle axe, two axe blades met the blade blade.

Boom!

In the blink of an eye, the two rays of light collided.

A strong air wave was generated in the air.

Then, the two of them used all their strength and began to fight.

All the eyes of the two armies were focused on the sky.

In a blink of an eye, night fell.

Countless torches suddenly appeared in the darkness in the distance.

And countless running figures.

Lin Huxiao's face darkened.

He sighed in his heart, God wants to kill me!

Those running figures are the defeated White Tiger Army.

Those torches are the million-strong army of the Suzaku Army.

Attacked from both sides, the remaining 300,000 soldiers were buried in front of the Tianqian Ridge.