Yesterday, I was in a hurry to go to support Yanyu Jiangnan’s sales signing party. I forgot to upload a chapter, please forgive me. I have made up for it today.

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The long halberd is like a demon dragon, dancing wildly among Yuanmeng's soldiers. Zhu Yu, who is naturally possessed the little bit of crazy factors of Zhu Yuanzhang, the ancestor of the Zhu family, was already addicted to killing and was red in his eyes. On the battlefield, no warrior would deliberately kill the enemy and kill the enemy's war horse after killing the enemy, but Zhu Yu did this. When the long halberd stabbed into the enemy's body, he would pull it down smoothly. When the sharp blade of the painting halberd separates the enemy's body, he would cut off the head of the war horse as it was.

Or, relying on his infinite power, Zhu Yu would directly use the Huaji to pick a war horse and the enemy on the horse, and then smash more than a dozen Huaji to pieces heavily until he smashed the poor enemy and the unlucky war horse into meat sauce in the air.

"What a great thing this person would be if he was born into our tribe. With him and Chi Menger, it would not be difficult for us to regain the world of the Central Plains." A monk in red who was watching the battle on the far grass hill sighed in a low voice. Behind him, there were more than a dozen monks of different heights, fat and thinness, nervously setting up a small altar. They placed seven wolf-headed skeletons together, piled up into a small pile of bones, and killed thirteen black sheep on the spot, splashing their blood on the pile of bones. Thick candles were inserted into the soil and arranged into a strange formation. Then, the monks formed a circle and sat cross-legged.

Zhu Li led two thousand iron cavalry behind him, and had already pierced the Yuanmeng cavalry. They had already broken through the dense formation of each other. Zhu Li shouted wildly, licked blood on Fang Tian Huaji with his tongue, and roared: "My men, rush back with me again... Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill all these barbarians, I will ask you for me when I go back." The two thousand iron cavalry responded at the same time, shouted loudly, followed Zhu Li, and killed him again.

Twenty thousand iron cavalry were fighting desperately with the Yuanmeng cavalry. Twenty thousand infantry faced the Yuanmeng infantry in the north and slowly entangled with them. Ten thousand soldiers were clashing wildly between the more than 50,000 Yuanmeng's old and young in the east. There were still fifty thousand infantry left. They were divided into five teams and ran frantically towards the southwest. They bypassed the 30,000 Mongolian cavalry and were about to reach behind them.

A commander shouted: "Here, ten thousand." Suddenly, the first team of ten thousand soldiers stopped. They knelt on the ground. The spearmen raised their spears, and the machetes showed their heavy swords. The shield hands stood in a dense team. The archers carefully stabbed the long arrows into the soil in front of them, so that they could shoot the long arrows in their hands like beads.

"Here, ten thousand." Suddenly, another 10,000-person team stopped.

The three 10,000 teams stayed in an arc, three miles apart, and they firmly strangled the Yuanmeng cavalry to the route that might have left the battlefield. The other two 10,000 teams ran wildly, pinching the last road for the Yuanmeng cavalry to retreat from the northwest. At the same time, they also faintly threatened the 20,000 Mongolian infantry in the north.

Zhu Yu saw that the encirclement had been completed, and he was overjoyed and shouted wildly: "Bor." Tens of thousands of soldiers immediately agreed: "Bor". The infantry soldiers surrounding the Yuanmeng cavalry were slamming their shields and weapons one by one, or stepping on the land with their feet, making deafening sounds. The Yuanmeng cavalry was shocked and their morale was suddenly weak. The iron cavalry soldiers behind Zhu Yu were excited, their morale was as strong as the tide, and they waved their heavy weapons to slash out at the enemy opposite.

The teams in the three directions of Yuan Meng showed signs of collapse. They could not withstand the fierce attacks of Zhu Yu's army. Originally, their number was much smaller than Zhu Yu and others. Now that they have fought fiercely for half an hour, they have lost more than 10,000 people. How can they continue to fight? Especially the Eastern Army formation composed of 50,000 old and weak, was blood-blooded, and the white-haired old herdsmen fell under the sharp swords and guns of the Ming army.

The sky gradually became gloomy, and dark clouds swept across from all directions without any warning, covering the grassland with a radius of six or seven miles. A stream of gloomy cold wind rolled out from the gaps in the clouds and blew on the grassland. However, both sides had their eyes red, so where could they have time to see the strange phenomena in the sky?

Zhu Li was relieved and laughed loudly. This big victory was enough to make Yuan Meng unable to make a fortune within three years, right? 50,000 elites, 50,000 old and weak, Yuan Meng could definitely not bear such heavy losses. His contribution could make his father admire him. He no longer cared about the life and death of Li Feng and his group. He was confident that Murong Tian could definitely bring back his most trusted generals. As long as Murong Tian wanted to escape, no one seemed to be able to surround him. So, what's wrong with using five thousand baits to exchange for such a big victory?

Li Feng will die if he dies. Anyway, I will dislike him. Then Ma He is a powerful general, and it would be a pity to die if he dies, but after all, he is not his confidant, he will die if he dies. Especially the monk Daoyan, a monk who still pursues fame and fortune every day and makes trouble in front of his father, I will have a long time ago unhappy him. It is best to die... Those martial arts masters from the Nether Palace are the most ideal, so the boss will have no power. Isn’t he going to do it himself?

Zhu Yu was very happy, and his strength increased by 30%, killing the Yuanmeng warrior in front of him, screaming repeatedly, and there was no general under his command. Even five Yuanmeng generals rushed over at the same time, and were killed by his two halberds.

The army of the Yan Palace became happier and happy in the Vietnam War. After returning, they made great military achievements. Annihilation of 100,000 people in one battle is one of the rare great victories. When they sent troops, these Yuan Meng's evil deeds have now split into barbarians called the Wala tribe. They all escaped, and they made military achievements have nothing to do. Now, they suddenly became confused and fought against themselves on the grassland. Isn't this the bounty and military achievements delivered to their doorstep?

As a result, the morale of the Yan Prince's Mansion became more and more high, while Yuan Meng felt the pressure was getting stronger and stronger, and gradually he could not resist it, and his position gradually loosened. More than 3,000 Yuan Meng cavalry were chased by a team of iron armored soldiers and desperately fled to the southwest in a mess. The commander of the 10,000 army was ecstatic: "Haha, military merits are coming... Brothers, prepare, shoot..." The three thousand archers shot out sharp arrows in their hands at the same time, and shot them diagonally into the sky, and then flew towards the loose Yuan Meng cavalry with a harsh roar.

The infantry of the 10,000 team stared at the wave of arrows, watched them fly high into the sky, and then turn around and fly down heavily after reaching a highest point. So, they became the first person on the entire battlefield to find dark clouds in the sky. They were also the first to discover that when the arrows fell down, countless small black dots also fell down with a subtle sound of breaking through the air, hitting everyone's heads heavily.

A general in charge of the army roared wildly: "Hail is falling, hail is falling..." That's right, what fell was hail the size of a thumb, and it was painful to hit people. The cavalry wearing full sets of armor were fine, but the thin-clad archers under the Yan Prince's Mansion could only hold their heads and scream.

The camps on both sides were in chaos at the same time. Zhu Yi suddenly felt that he had followed Zhu Di deep into the grassland for the first time. Tens of thousands of heroic troops were smashed into a terrible hail. In the end, he lost and fled back to Yanjing. Zhu Yi was in a state of chaos. Even though he was powerful, he could not resist the terrifying power of nature. What was falling now was just hail the size of a thumb, but Zhu Yi had seen the tragic situation of hail falling as the size of a head of a person. Zhu Yi shouted loudly: "All soldiers, concentrate, concentrate. Shield players, cover their comrades, and everyone retreated to the south and escaped from the hail area."

There was really no other way, so Zhu Yu could only come up with such a way to block his head with a shield. If other parts were smashed, it would be a good thing as long as they were not smashed to death. At the same time, evacuating the range of hail as soon as possible is also the best way out. There is often such a situation on the grassland, that is, it is raining above his head, but it is just a dozen feet away, and the sun shines everywhere. Zhu Yu now only hopes that he can be lucky and that the range of hail should not be too large.

The elite soldiers of the Yan Prince's Mansion gathered together in panic, gave up the great battle situation, and gathered together like a defeated rooster. They held shields and covered each other, arranged in an orderly queue, and quickly retreated to the south. The Yuanmeng warriors seemed to suddenly think of something, and they cheered at the same time, arranged in dense formations, and all the remaining soldiers gathered together, tightly biting the retreating Zhu Yu army.

The dark clouds were also strange, and they followed Zhu Yu's army tightly. Hail as big as a thumb, kept falling, but no larger hail fell. At the same time, a burst of cold wind blew, and thick fog suddenly appeared on the grassland. Grassland, the visibility was less than ten feet away.

Zhu Yu was shocked, and at the same time, hail and thick fog were falling, which was so strange that it was so weird. He didn't know that if he looked around ten miles, he would see that a thick fog tightly wrapped around his army. There was no trace of fog in front of and behind the Yuanmeng warriors. However, the dark clouds in the sky were really hard to control, and the hail fell on the bare heads of the Yuanmeng warriors without hesitation, and countless small bumps were smashed.

Zhu Li saw that the sky around him gradually became dark and his heart was in a mess. He shouted loudly: "Camp on the spot, camp on the spot, and leave after dawn." Zhu Li felt a little regretful. If he had known this kind of thing, he would not have left the baggage camp behind. He should have let the baggage camp accompany him. In this way, at least he could set up a solid camp now, and he would not be afraid of anything. But now, the situation is so strange, I am afraid that something is wrong.

The dozen monks who set up the formation had a light golden face. The monk who led the lead whispered: "Well, our magic power is only enough. I hope the national master will come back soon, so we won't be able to hold on for long... The southern barbarians used only five thousand people as bait. What's the benefit? Do you have to kill them yourself?"

Chi Menger was calling wildly, shouting at Li Feng who was running wildly more than 200 feet in front of him and shouting loudly: "Monkey in black, you can't run away. Grandpa, I mobilized 50,000 elite troops to surround you and kill you, where can you run? My master said that you are here to be bait, there must be many important people leading the team. As expected, that man in red, why are you running? Grandpa, I still remember your knife, why are you running?"

Chi Menger howled in a daze: "Stop, whoever can take my grandfather and leave alive if I can't take my shoulders. If you can't take it, stay to die."

Li Feng was furious, and he thought, "Damn, except for us, the people who are leading the way, who can take you? Damn, do I think I am crazy? Make such a bet with you?" Li Feng simply flew into the air, sat down on the horse's back, and looked at Chi Menger behind him wholeheartedly cursing: "Well, Chi Menger, if you are a hero, let grandpa, I will chop you with a sword three hundred times. If you don't die three hundred times, grandpa, I will surrender all the troops. From now on, you will ask us to attack the Yan Prince's Mansion, and we will all go."

Ren Tianhu was interesting to hear and laughed 'gush'. He also turned around and shouted: "Yes, we gentlemen in the Central Plains are not as knowledgeable as you barbarians. If you have the ability, let your great-grandfather cut you three thousand knives. If you go down three thousand knives, you will not die. If you want to do anything to my grandfather, I will do whatever you want to do."

Murong Tian, ​​who always seemed very deep in the past, heard it interestingly, and turned around and shouted loudly: "That's right, Chi Meng'er, last time your man took advantage of your Taizu Grandpa and injured me. I don't accept your Taizu Grandpa. You are a good man, so I will let me stab you 30,000 shots. If you don't die, I will kneel down and call you nice."

Li Feng laughed loudly, but his laughter stopped abruptly. He looked at Ren Tianhu and Murong Tian in anger, muttering in his heart: "Damn, are you deliberately taking advantage of me? I said I am Chi Menger's grandfather, one of you is his great-grandfather, and the other is his great-grandfather. Damn, isn't I the son of Ren Tianhu, and your grandson of Murong Tian? Damn, I remember this account. It's not too late for a good man to take revenge for ten years, so you can wait and see."

The monk Daoyan, who was running horses, heard Li Feng and the others cursing, and smiled in his heart, but he didn't have time to laugh. He whispered: "No, no, very wrong. We seem to be fish that fell into the trap. That Chi Menger was a bait at the beginning... Damn, we thought we were fishers, but who knew they regarded us as fish in the ditches. That Chi Menger first robbed in front of Juyong Pass to anger us."

Monk Taoyan was shocked: "Those barbarians, they had already planned to deal with us. They had bad intentions and bad intentions... I gave Chi Meng'er a finger. If his master was really a monk with magic power, then it should be seen that my finger was not only hit by internal force. Then Chi Meng'er dared to lead the army out and deliberately found me. That was because he had other ideas." A layer of sweat beads oozed out of Monk Taoyan's head: "Oh, oh, if these barbarians really wanted to calculate us, then the second prince Zhu Yu would probably have calculated it too."

"According to the calculations of several participating troops in the royal palace, after the Yuan Meng party split into two Tatar Oirat, any unit could still fish in a dry pond if it is necessary. If the Oirat tribe belonging to Chi Menger wants to deal with us, it will be far more than the 50,000 elite troops in front of us. Where are the other people? ... As long as there are a few people who are well-versed in magic and use the external power of heaven and earth, the second highness's 50,000 army will be in danger."

The monk Daoyan felt like a ball of fire was stuffed into his heart, and he couldn't say anything. He looked around and suddenly shouted: "General Murong, you lead 500 cavalry and quickly find the place of the Second Prince's army. He asked him to retreat quickly and not be entangled with those barbarians. We will lead the pursuers away and make a way for you."

Murong Tian was shocked and shouted angrily: "Escape at the last minute, a real man..."

Monk Taoist Yan hit Murong Tian heavily on the face. Monk Taoist Yan scolded in a deep voice: "Absurd, at this time, what kind of man should he escape in the battle? The Yuan and Meng Party may have concentrated a large amount of military force to deal with the Second Prince. If there are two or three people who are proficient in magic to help, the 100,000 army is just like a cake. We are dragging Chi Menger and the others here. You can quickly tell the Second Prince that the army will retreat immediately and ask the Second Prince to bring the Baiyun Taoist from Baiyun Temple and then come to save me again."

Li Feng's face rarely became serious, and he shouted in a deep voice: "Murong, go quickly, the old monk is right. Let's hold Chi Meng'er and attract you a way out. Go quickly... If the Second Highness's army is attacked, we will have no way out. You must go, order, remember, order the Second Highness to withdraw quickly, and wait until the Taoist Master Baiyun is invited to send troops to rescue us."

Murong Tian shouted miserably: "If you want to leave, then let's go together."

Ma He angrily rebuked: "It's ridiculous that our five thousand troops can break through the other 50,000 troops? Only when we attract them can you have hope of escape. A real man is procrastinating in his work. Do you think you are a eunuch?"

Murong Tian felt a sudden roar, and he yelled: "Murrong has been taught." With a swing of the long sword in his hand, he led five hundred people teams and rushed out in a crazy manner.

Li Feng smiled long: "Damn it, kill me, in short, at the last moment, I ran away with confidence." His last dozen words were very gentle, but he heard Monk Daoyan and others frowning. Among the martial arts masters present, who can't escape if they want to escape? But what should these soldiers do? So, they can't escape.

Monk Daoyan bit his teeth tightly and whispered: "What a monk, what a monk, you actually calculated my head. You actually ordered your disciple to use 50,000 elite troops to surround me, so let's decide whether to win or lose."
Chapter completed!