Immortal Devil Transformation

In the middle of the meadow washed out of countless trenches, scattered in the middle of the battlefield of the corpse, holding on to the appearance of twenty, in fact, the commander is a middle-aged practitioner with a golden sword among the 17 perfect crossbowmen.

Heard the "for Yunqin" loud and loud noise on the rear high slope, then saw the tidal cavalry, this hair has been wet by sweat | wet, obviously dramatic soul consumption of the spirit of the middle-aged practitioner, especially saw the 700 cavalry close to the battlefield still coming, the quicker people feel, the eyes of the middle-aged practitioner became brighter.

Lin Xi did not join the army of just over 300 men. He was directly ahead of the horse in a leather coat and rushed from the left side of the army.

Just as the cavalry led by Lin Xie took a wind and rushed past them, the middle-aged practitioner with a long golden sword made a silent gesture. Dozens of sergeants began to quickly adjust the angle of the mountain crossbow that had been re-entered with a good hinge, pointing at the front of the cavalry led by Lin Xien.

Across the hills, the falling 500 rides of light armor and the army of more than 400 men downhill have joined, one of them wearing a plain black leather coat, but holding a snow-white battle axe almost as large as his body, watching Lin Xie's army move, slightly frowned.

With his upright palm, a torch and a bundle of hay and firewood carrying 500 light armored cavalry horses were thrown forward. The whole light armored army stopped and only one of them was in the front row of the whole team, like a steel wall.

The flames of the bear burned in front of the battle, and the frown of the leader with the heavy long-handled battle axe suddenly grew deeper.

Because he suddenly discovered that he had made mistakes in his invisibility as well… Xiyi and Tang Tibetan warhorses, battle camels fear fire, so just flames can make the other side's battlefield a little messy, but now his opponent is not Xiyi or Tang Tibetan, but also a Bituan army. With years of training, the Battlehorses of the Beachside Army have become less afraid of such flames.

But this insignificant little mistake was made precisely because the commander had experienced so much battle, and some of the experience of battle had been incorporated into the bones.

Without waiting for him to make a second gesture, the first column of light armor in front of him had dislodged his body half on the horse and raised his longgun inclined up.

In the rear formation, dozens of sergeants, all in pairs, mounted longer heavy guns.

Just for a moment, the front of the battle was a glimmering, forest-like gun tip, rushing towards the lightweight cavalry.

Faced with the other party's formation, Lin Xie in the front still did not slow down slightly, and in the case of the other party's overwhelming majority of light armored sergeants with ordinary bows and arrows, he did not even have the number of archers in the cavalry behind him to shoot.

The two sides are only 50 steps away from each other.

At this moment, the middle-aged practitioner with the golden sword severely chopped off the long sword.

As his sword fell empty, seventeen soldiers with iron hammers simultaneously knocked down a card pin on a crossbow.

“When... when..."

Seventeen intact crossbow crates made a dull, heavy-hammer banging sound, and a sharp hinge spinning sound that brought breathing to a standstill. Seventeen crossbow cars blew air in front of each other. A small child's arm, a thick crossbow arrow, was thrown out sharply. Dozens of sergeants in the light armies had yet to raise their heads in the future, and had been pierced by giant bow holes and crushed to the ground.

Lin Xi et al., shooting arrays in front of them, suddenly appeared many empty spaces.

However, frowning in the array, the leader with the heavy axe seemed to have long anticipated such a change. With dozens of sergeants even holed in the ground, blood and organs spilling all over the place, the face was extremely calm, only four fingers together, one finger forward.

Light armies and the rest of the sergeants in the rear filled up quickly. At this time, Lin Xie in the front and the front of this army were only a dozen steps away. Looking at Lin's spear array was about to become unusually complete again.

However, just at this time, following Lin Yi's rides, Lin Lin Ling Han opened the bow, controlled the strings at extremely fast speed, and the sound of the clamor was connected. Six arrows were fired instantly. Each arrow was centered on the eyebrows of a light armor just in front of Lin Yi.

The calm and cold face of a commander with a giant axe finally suddenly flashed a hint of shock.

Neither the formerly formidable deterrent nor lethal crossbow shocked him in the slightest, and his calm and calm infected and inspired all his sergeants, but at this moment Ling Han was shocked by such drastic and precise archery.

It's just that this shock is just beginning.

In addition to Lin Xie, who had a long sword at the front, Jiang Jiaoyi, Gao Yanan and others behind Lin Xie, all threw black long guns in their hands.

Each long gun carried a tremendous amount of power, and the hard-boiled pierced the armor of a light armor and nailed it to the ground.

Lin Xi rushed into the formation.

But because of this moment of precise assassination by Linghan and Jiang Jiaoyi, there was a gap in his front convenience.

As soon as the horses entered this gap, Lin Xie had already jumped forward from the horses.

He's not good at horseback riding, and his fix at the moment, within a hundred steps, is certainly faster than running a horse.

At the moment Lin Xianru burst into this gap, many enemy sergeants' crossbows and shots had already targeted him, but because of his speed, all these people stagnated and lost track of him in their eyes.

The two blood waves spread around Lin Xie's body, but for a moment, Lin Xie's sides fell even five people.

Gao Yanan and Ben Linghan almost instantly rushed to the side of the long gun they had thrown, reached out and pulled out the long gun, again picking out the nearest light armor, this throw, pull, puncture, and pick motion, because the speed, visually seemed extremely consistent, completely unspaced. The mighty Bi Fang Light Army was like paper paste and was easily torn out of a bigger gap.

The leader with the giant axe made a low whistle.

He was escorted in front of him by his shield or a lightly armed soldier, who avoided both sides with great tacit intent.

These escorts simply need to ensure that the general is not killed by a crossbow, and at this point they do not need to escort the general at all, when the two armies have crossed each other, knowing that crossbows are also temporarily impossible to re-equip.

……

The leader with the giant axe did not rush straight towards Lin Xi, but directly towards Lin Xi's flank.

Experienced fighters like him will be well aware that arrows are usually more powerful practitioners of the other side, and at this moment such wars are not a duel between practitioners, so there is no need for the pride of a single strongman, who can easily win the battle by breaking through the flanks and cutting the few practitioners in front.

In his foresight, a tall woman appeared.

The tall lady seemed to see his intentions, but also consciously slowed down, waiting for him to rush up.

There was no hesitation on the part of this grim general with a giant axe, and again in a low voice, his soul rolled towards the giant axe in his hand.

His hands emitted a dazzling yellow light in the darkness, and his long and huge battle axe was filled with snowy light, and a harsh axe slashed against the tall, picky girl.

In such a relatively small array, the tall girl faced such a heavy soldier with little room to evade, and she did not seem to want to evade at all. She grabbed a heavy horse gun that only two people could lift and hit the axe with one shot.

The eyes of a grim general flashed with contempt and ridicule, and he saw that the other party was a practitioner similar to his own, but the weight of his impulse and the giant axe itself made it impossible for the other party to resist.

Yet the contempt and ridicule in his eyes instantly became shocking and incomprehensible.

He felt the giant axe in his hand split into a steel wall.

In the loud noise of "When", the horse of war beneath the tall young lady screamed and fell to one side, but the cold-blooded leader was directly backshocked and lost consciousness in half of her body.

Only at this moment when he was temporarily unable to move, the tall girl did not appear to have been affected in the slightest. The heavy resistance gun in her hand was thrown directly by her, accurately and severely into the general's body, and the huge tip of the gun came out from behind the general in a shocking yell.

The general's breathing stopped suddenly, and his last consciousness, still incomprehensible… and practicing himself as an almost equivalent practitioner, how could he have much more energy than himself?

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