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"The enemy is disguised as a dead man. Brothers, there's no need to be afraid, just kill ?" Zhong Shun wanted to stabilize the soldiers under him and shouted loudly, but his shouts had also attracted a lot of attention, Tang Yin.

The black figure standing on top of the corpse mountain, holding onto a scythe, with green light shining from his eyes, was no one else but Tang Yin. He possessed the Night-vision Eye, and viewed the night as if it was day. Just as Ning Jun entered the valley, Tang Yin saw the other party, and with a quick thought, he mixed his subordinates with the corpse, pretending to be dead so that he could confuse Ning Jun, and then suddenly rush out again, catching Ning Jun by surprise.

The ground of the canyon was filled with corpses and corpse water. Everyone from Feng Army casually rolled on the ground, and that was enough to dye a person's body with pitch-black corpse water. Zhong Shun thought that those who were already dead would no longer be able to stand up, and even more so fight. However, he did not know that there was an extremely secretive, strange, and cruel technique in the Hidden Element martial arts, the Death Contract. This ability can turn a dead person into a slave of darkness, a soulless, mindless zombie who can only act according to the will of the caster.

The Death Contract was a very ancient and unexpected skill in the dark element martial arts. Even many Spirit Cultivator of Dark had never heard of it, let alone learnt it. Tang Yin knew of this skill, but he had only used it once, and this was his second time using it.

He stood on top of the mountain of corpses, his gaze like a torch. With a glance, he could see Zhong Shun, who was in the middle of the group of Ning Jun Army, covered in spirit armor, holding onto a spirit spear, shouting as if his life depended on it, capturing the thief and the king. Tang Yin did not even think, he directly flashed to Zhong Shun's side with the Shadow Shift.

Zhong Shun's spirit weapon was not weak, hearing that there was evil wind coming from the side, he subconsciously raised the spirit spear in his hand to block. Clank! Clank! The sharp edge of the scythe cut the shaft of the spirit spear. With a crisp sound, a cluster of sparks sprung up. Receiving the impact of Tang Yin's blade, Zhong Shun uncontrollably retreated two steps back. At the same time, his body smashed into the cliff with a bang.

He felt that his hands were numb and painful, especially the part between his thumb and forefinger. It felt like his hands were stabbing needles. Even the hands holding the spear could not help but tremble. He was aghast as he exclaimed: "Who is it?"

"Tang Yin!"

Tang Yin slowly walked out of the darkness. The sickle dragged the ground, rubbed against the ground, and emitted a rustling sound, the green light in his eyes flickered even brighter, like two green lightbulbs.

Tang Yin? Hearing this name, Zhong Shun's heart shrank. The newly appointed Monarch of the Feng Country, the enemy who posed the greatest threat to the Ning Country, the Tang Yin who the general had done everything in his power to kill, was standing right in front of him now?! At this time, Zhong Shun's emotions could not be described as nervousness, fear, reverence or excitement. His body was trembling violently, and suddenly, he roared out, raised his spear and stabbed forward.

This was what Zhong Shun lacked experience with Spirit Cultivator of Dark. When Zhangsun Yuanhong fought with Tang Yin, even with his deep cultivation, he was not willing to use his spirit martial skills, because Spirit Cultivator of Dark's Shadow Shift was too cunning. If he used his skills on him, it would be a waste of his own spirit energy, and he would also be vulnerable to the opponent's counterattacks.

The moment he released his Soul-chasing Thorn, the Tang Yin in front of him disappeared. And before Zhong Shun could even finish displaying his Soul-chasing Thorn, Tang Yin had already appeared behind him without any warning, and directly kicked him in the back.

The weight of the kick was not light. Zhong Shun cried out strangely from the kick, and his body suddenly shot forward. Plop! He flew a full five meters before falling to the ground, snatching his way through the chaotic corpses. He lay on the ground, feeling the tearing pain on his lower back. Reaching back to touch it, not only was the spirit armor shattered, even the Steel Armor had a huge dent in it.

He turned around and sat on the ground. He took in a few deep breaths before forcefully swallowing the blood that was rushing to his throat. Zhong Shun still wanted to get up and continue fighting, but when Tang Yin stepped forward, he used his sickle to press forward against Zhong Shun's neck as he sneered: "If Your Excellency orders the entire army to surrender, I can spare your life. Otherwise, this place will be your burial ground!"

Zhong Shun was shocked at first, but then his shoulders trembled and he started laughing out loud. He gritted his teeth and said: "Tang Yin, Ning Country are the soldiers who died on the battlefield, there are no cowards! If you want us to give up resisting, that's easy. As long as you can kill us all! " While speaking, he swung the spirit spear in his hand, opening the sickle that was pressed against his neck, he jumped up from the ground and aimed at Tang Yin with his spear several times.

"Humph!" Tang Yin scoffed, and said: "Since you want to die, I'll grant your wish!" While speaking, his body swayed left and right like a willow in the wind, easily dodging Zhong Shun's spirit spear. Waiting until had used up all of his strength, and was not able to make it in time, he suddenly waved his sickle, causing the Fire of Darkness to attach to his blade, and then, with a stride, he arrived in front of Zhong Shun, and waved his blade thrice.

Tang Yin's attack was fast and ruthless, there was almost no gap. Zhong Shun used all his strength and barely managed to receive the three blade strikes, but he was also forced to take three big steps back. Before he could even catch his breath, Tang Yin was nowhere to be seen. Just as his heart tensed, a strong wind came from behind him.

Without enough time to think, Zhong Shun's body fell to the ground, and with a swoosh, the sickle practically swept past his head. Zhong Shun was frightened to the point that he broke out in cold sweat, and thought to himself, What a powerful Tang Yin, no wonder the general would hurt his hands! If it was a normal situation, Zhong Shun would have retreated long ago after getting beaten up so badly, but he could not retreat now, he could only endure and endure it.

On the stage, Zhong Shun had already been able to only defend against Tang Yin's attack, he did not even have the ability to retaliate at all. The danger was still alive, and the soldiers below were in an exceptionally passive state, and the people below did not even know if they were enemies or ghosts. If they were people, why would there be so many corpses that were already rotten to the point of exposing their bones, dragging their intestines outside of their bodies to engage in battle? The five thousand Ning soldiers did not dare to fight, nor did they dare to retreat. Occasionally, there would be people that fell to the ground while screaming miserably.

The battle within the canyon had already begun, and the sounds of shouting and killing could be heard far in the dead of night. The Feng Army Camp s on both sides of the north and south had all heard the sounds of shouting and killing, and if nothing unexpected happened, the Pingyuan Army s in the south, as well as the Heavenly Eagle Army s in the north, were once again activated as they approached the Ning Army Camp s from both sides.

This was all within Zhangsun Yuanhong's expectations. When Pingyuan Army and Sanshui Army were only fifty steps away from the Ning Army Camp, the southern gate of the Peace Camp suddenly opened, and countless carriages rumbled out.

Each carriage was being pulled by two war horses. On the carriage stood two Ning Jun Death Soldier s, all of whom were holding halberds three meters away. On both sides of the carriage, there were also several steel sabers held in place. The horses pulling the carriage were all no exception. Their tails were all on fire as they moved forward from the back. With his body burning, the warhorses were frightened, and ran forward recklessly as they charged into the crowd of Feng Army s.

The berserk war horse's momentum was too great, causing all of the soldiers who were hit to be sent flying, the impact breaking all of their bones and tendons breaking, entering into the Feng Army Camp, where the Death Soldier of the Ning Army on top of the carriage stabbed forward with her halberd. As the carriage moved forward, the fixed blades on both sides easily struck a large group of people.

From afar, they looked like a long fire dragon. Charging into the Feng Army crowd, it was as if they were in a place devoid of people, the frightened war horses rampaging everywhere, the steel knives on the carriage became a meat grinder, and countless Feng Army s were sliced into two by the steel knife before they even had the consciousness to dodge.

Feng Army was caught unprepared by the sudden appearance of the fire carriage formation, and had never seen such a tactic.

War horses were extremely valuable resources. No matter which country's army it was, they would be a treasure. How could they possibly burn them alive? Actually, there weren't that many war horses in the military, but most of them were left behind by the Yue Clan. When they attacked the canyon, the Yue Clan also contributed a lot of strength, losing many soldiers, and when the Yue Clan retreated, they did not take the war horses with them. Instead, they left them for Zhangsun Yuanhong, hoping to help him a little. In the end, these horses were actually used by Zhangsun Yuanhong, it was just that their final destination was to be burned alive.

The horses that were set on fire could not be controlled, and the soldiers on the horse carriage would inevitably be destroyed, but now that the Ning Army was about to break free, Zhangsun Yuanhong did not care anymore, he could only sacrifice a small portion of his men to ensure that his troops could escape successfully.

When the burning carriage rushed into the Feng Army Camp, Main Force of Ning Army, led by Zhangsun Yuanhong, also rushed out from the camp. Borrowing the carriage to rush out of the bloody path, the Ning army took this opportunity to break out of the siege to the south.

If Zhangsun Yuanhong was in his best condition, he would definitely take this opportunity to kill Feng Army without leaving a single piece of armor behind. But right now, he was even gritting his teeth as he rode, how could he fight back?

Although it was hard to come by a fighter jet created by sacrificing tens of thousands of war horses, he could only give the order that the entire army could not keep fighting and quickly break out of the encirclement, retreating towards the Qingyuan City.

Not only did they not bring anything extra with them, even the steel helmets and Steel Armor s had taken them off. One by one, they put on hemp clothing, flung off their legs, and fled south through the Feng Army Camp s like tidewaters.2

By the time Xiao Muqing, Liang Qi and the others had calmed down with much difficulty and reorganized their troops, they would have seen that the Ning Army had fled without a trace.

Aiya! Liang Qi anxiously stomped his feet, and said to Xiao Muqing: "I've been tricked! You and I have been fooled! It looks like the letter we sent to intercept Zhangsun Yuanhong is real, the Yue Yang army has indeed returned to their side, and Zhangsun Yuanhong was indeed severely injured. You and I have missed the opportunity! "

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