There were as many as fifty or sixty elite barbarian warriors above the city wall, including several innate powerful men.

Their offensive was extremely fierce and their will to fight was extremely tough. They fought to the death without retreating even after more than half of the casualties and losses under the tenacious blockade of the First Team. They could be called a real iron army!

However, after several barbarian warriors saw the Chaoyang Evil-Slaying Sword held in Wei Changfeng's hand, they exclaimed and shouted. The remaining people immediately left their opponents and escaped from the city wall as fast as possible.

The crisis faced by the First Squad was thus lifted.

Under Gaogang's order, the team members gathered again, but found that only six were left to move.

Two team members were killed in battle, two were seriously injured, and everyone among the six team members was injured except Wei Changfeng!

If the same enemy comes again, it is already a big question whether they can hold on.

Even Gaogang was silent now, and the face of this war-torn military chief showed a look of worry for the first time.

Two seriously injured team members were carefully placed next to the bonfire and treated by Wei Changfeng.

"Senior Brother Weiwei"

Tong Chang lay on the ground, his face pale as paper, and he asked softly: "Am I going to die?"

Even if he is reborn and reborn, and is used to countless life and death, Wei Changfeng is still sad at this moment.

Tong Chang was cut open with a machete and his stomach and intestines were shattered. If he had not been innate innate cultivation, he would have probably already smoked and would not have been able to persist in the present.

However, although Wei Changfeng was known as a generation of alchemy god back then, he was not a real god. There was no way to face such serious injuries.

In addition, the seriously injured Chen Ke finally survived after Wei Changfeng's first aid.

Tong Chang's luck is so bad!

The members of the first team gathered together. They looked at Tong Chang who was already dying, and everyone showed a sad look. One of the members even shed tears on the spot.

This team member did not have much deep friendship with Tong Chang. He just thought of himself when he was sad.

If I had known that I would have fallen into the current predicament, would I still choose to join this war?

And how many people who are still alive can return to Wuyue City safely?

Wei Changfeng asked in a deep voice: "What else do you have to let go of? Do you want to tell me?"

All he could do was let the other party explain his last words.

Tong Chang showed a miserable smile, shook his head reluctantly, and said, "I'm so tired and painful. Can I let me sleep comfortably?"

Wei Changfeng nodded silently, took out a golden needle and stabbed it deeply into the other party's Baihui acupoint.

Tong Chang closed his eyes, and his breathing gradually became weak until it finally disappeared.

The tears team member immediately cried!

It is hard to imagine a congenital strong man who would cry like a child, but no one present laughed at him, and everyone could understand his mood.

If you have never experienced war, you don’t know the cruelty of war!

So far, the twelve members of the first team of the Taiyue Army Pioneer Battalion, including the military commander, have lost a total of four people. Chen Ke was seriously injured and was unable to move vigorously for the time being, and only seven people were able to fight.

Most of the seven were injured and their morale was even lower.

For some reason, the barbarians did not launch another raid attack until dawn.

However, the first team was completely trapped in Shihe Fort, and they could not break out. Because the enemy was equipped with the Huagang Armor-breaking Crossbow, escaping on the plains of the wild is equivalent to dying!

So unless reinforcements come, they can only leave it to fate.

Surprisingly, not long after dawn, the barbarians who were camping half a mile away sent a warrior and rode a snow wolf to the front of the fort gate.

He did not carry any weapons, and he raised his hands to show no hostility.

So Wei Changfeng did not shoot him on the spot.

"Listen to the people of the Five Mountains"

The barbarian warrior shouted loudly at the top of the city wall: "As long as you hand over the person who holds the Soul-Devouring Demon Sword in your hand, Man Guda, the greatest leader of our Barbarian Tiger Tribe, agreed to let the rest of you leave safely!"

Soul-Devouring Demon Sword?

The members of the first team looked at each other, not understanding what he meant.

"Pooh!"

Xiao Shengjie spat disdainfully and said hatefully: "What tricks do these bastards want to play!"

Both sides have killed each other to the death, and no one has ever had the hope of leaving alive.

Now I heard about the Soul-Devouring Demon Sword. Naturally, I think it is a conspiracy of the barbarians.

Only Wei Changfeng understood it.

He put down the Mo Yu bow in his hand, pulled out the Chaoyang Evil-Slaying Sword and said lightly: "The Soul-Devouring Demon Sword he mentioned should be my Chaoyang Evil-Slaying Sword."

Wei Changfeng's Chaoyang Evil-Slaying Sword was obtained from Yunhaishan Sword Pavilion, and it is a very special top-grade spiritual soldier.

In the fierce battle last night, a barbarian warrior probably discovered the magical powers it possessed. He was frightened and retreated in fear. Now he ran over to negotiate conditions.

The barbarians are not fully civilized nations. They believe that warriors will receive blessings and protection from gods after death in battle, which is a very glorious thing. Therefore, they are extremely brave when fighting without fear of death.

At the same time, they are also extremely afraid of losing their souls, because that means they cannot be reincarnated and reborn!

The soul-devouring ability of Chaoyang Evil Sword is definitely a great killing weapon for these barbarian warriors. They are not afraid of death in battle, but are afraid of being taken away from their souls, so they proposed such exchange conditions.

Wei Changfeng didn't want to hide it, and Wu Chang Gaogang should be able to see the clues, so he said it frankly.

He activated the innate qi to inject it into the sword body, and the Chaoyang Slaying Evil Sword immediately ignited a raging flame. The Haoran's sword energy extended in all directions, and the sword radiated and the flame power surged.

Wei Changfeng used this method to tell his comrades that the sword in his hand was not a soul-devouring demon sword, but a dignified Xuanmen spirit soldier, with the powerful power of killing demons and eliminating demons!

The barbarian warrior in front of the city gate saw Chaoyang's evil sword, and his eyes showed a look of fear.

Whoosh!

The next moment, a feather arrow shot down like lightning, piercing through his throat!

The one who shot and killed this barbarian warrior was actually Wuchang Gaogang.

Gaogang used the Mo Yu bow that Wei Changfeng had just put down. This innate powerful man's archery skills were equally superb.

Under everyone's surprise eyes, he said coldly: "Negotiating with the barbarians is about seeking a skin with the tiger. Whether it is Wei Changfeng or any of you, I will not hand over my teammates."

The expression on his face was extremely firm: "If you want to survive, you can only fight to the end!"—
Chapter completed!