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Ma Ran's cultivation was indeed not weak, and Zhan Hu's cultivation was the weakest amongst the Four Great Generals, so he did not rely on his spirit power to win on the battlefield, but on his unmatched brute force.

Seeing that he could not win against Ling Wu, Zhan Hu was not too concerned about it. He raised his Spirit Hammer and rushed towards Ma Ran once again to fight him in close combat.

Ma Ran's cultivation was not worse than Zhan Hu's, but his strength and fighting techniques were far worse. After fighting with Zhan Hu for two rounds, the Spiritual Knife in his hands clashed head on with Zhan Hu's huge hammer. He felt his entire body going numb, and the blade in his hand almost flew out of his hand.

His heart was overwhelmed with shock, and he could only repeat the same trick. He once again drew back, wanting to increase the distance between the two.

It's just that Zhan Hu did not give him the chance this time. Although Zhan Hu's body was sturdy and seemed to have matured like a bear, his movements were not clumsy at all, and was even more agile than someone with a strong body.

Ma Ran retreated quickly, but Zhan Hu's speed became even faster. With a few large strides, he already arrived in front of Ma Ran. The Spirit Hammer took the opportunity to stab him, and fiercely struck Ma Ran's chest. Ma Ran was shocked, he thought to himself, quickly, he did not dare resist the shock, and dodged with his head lowered.

Rustle! The Spirit Hammer swept past his head, but before he could straighten up, Zhan Hu's arm suddenly pressed down. The Spirit Hammer changed its direction and fiercely smashed down from above.

Aiya!

Ma Ran screamed in his heart and instantly, cold sweat flowed down. He did not have enough time to think further, his body fell on the ground and rolled to the side with all his strength. Although the blow was not heavy, Zhan Hu did not stop at all. Ma Ran didn't even have time to crawl up from the ground, he was forced to continue rolling and evading the enemy's attacks.

Ma Ran, who was so powerful in Ann Country, was rarely able to meet his match, yet at this moment, was rolling on the ground in pain and despair, looking extremely miserable. After continuously dodging five of Zhan Hu's heavy hammers, at this time, even Ma Ran himself was starting to lose some face, and his stamina was limited. Rolling around like this, he would definitely be tired to death.

When Zhan Hu's sixth hammer strike came smashing down, Ma Ran clenched his teeth and stopped dodging. He laid flat on the ground, bowed, and used all his strength.

Zhan Hu was not a simple-minded person. Seeing that his opponent was extremely nimble in dodging, and not even using his full strength every time he struck out, and seeing that his opponent was no longer dodging and wanted to block his hammers, he secretly laughed in his heart. Originally, he had only used 50% of his strength to increase it to 120%, fiercely smashing downwards.

A loud sound rang out from the earring, so loud that the soldiers on both sides felt a droning sound in their ears and then they could no longer hear anything.

The Spirit Hammer did not deviate, and coincidentally smashed onto Ma Ran's Knife Rod. The strong power made Ma Ran feel that he did not want to receive a weapon, but instead felt like he had received a collapsed mountain.

After the sound of the collisions, there was a loud bang, and the ground beneath Ma Ran suddenly caved in, forming a huge pit.

Now, looking at Ma Ran who was lying at the bottom of the pit with both his arms broken, even the eerie white bones had penetrated his flesh and armor, he realized that the Spiritual Knife he had lifted up earlier had been smashed down by the gigantic hammer and smashed on his own face. The latter didn't even make a sound, and its head was directly crushed by the Knife Rod, its brain splattered everywhere.

Even though Zhan Hu used all his strength to block the blow, he was still crushed to death by the tyrannical power of the blow. No one could bear to witness the miserable state of his death.

At first, the battlefield was silent, but a moment later, it was as if the Ann Army camp exploded, and people started shouting, and started fleeing in all directions.

"General Ma Ran has been killed!"

"General Ma Ran has been killed by the enemy! Brothers, run!"

This time, not only was the frontline of Ann Army in a mess, even the twenty thousand troops brought by Ma Ran were also in a mess.

The people at the back were still running forward, while the people at the front were running back. Without any overall direction and control, the Ann Army soldiers would collide with each other and trample on themselves. It was like a piece of loose sand that was thrown upside down.

Right now, Li De was a little dumbfounded, the enemy's front line was clearly only twenty thousand people, it was fine that their own fifty thousand front line troops could not resist, but they had already sent twenty thousand reinforcements, but they were still unable to resist, and even the leader of the Great Generals, Ma Ran was killed by the enemy general, how could they fight against that?

Misfortunes come in pairs. Just as Li De's mind was in a mess, not knowing what to do, he suddenly heard a Ann Soldier report, his own two wings were being attacked.

Li De's heart skipped a beat, he anxiously looked to the east and west, to see, the two wings of the Feng Army had already reached the two sides of the center, forming a pincer attack. The center of the Ann Army simply could not defend against the attacks of the Pingyuan Army at all. The soldiers below would either die a miserable death under the blades of the Feng Army, or flee backwards in groups.

Right now, the Ann Army had been suppressed on three sides by the enemy and could not be resisted in the face. The two wings' situation was even more precarious, the entire army's formation had been suppressed to a different shape and it was no longer a forward and forward formation, but more like a 'Water Serpent Formation' with seven twists and eight twists.

As he stood on the chariot, he held onto the railings as he looked around in panic. He had no idea how to deal with the current situation, all the military strategies that he had learned from the books were useless now. Sweat was dripping down his face as he stammered, "This ? What should I do? "

As the commander, Li De was already so flustered, and the emotions of the Generals s below could be imagined. Many of the General of Ann Country s were at a loss of what to do, and everyone was in danger. Even the war horses they were riding on were restless, and continuously kicked the ground.

Jiang Shaoyi looked at the generals around him, then raised his head to look at Li De who was on the carriage. He secretly sighed, the Feng Army had dared to take the initiative to attack their own two hundred thousand strong army, how could they have not made preparations?

Looking at the battle between the two sides, regardless of whether it was in terms of individual strength or overall coordination, not only was there a difference of one or two ranks between their side and their Feng Army, even if there were a large number of people, they would probably not be a match for Feng Army.

The battle could not continue. If it was delayed any longer, no one would be able to escape. The entire army would die here! Thinking about it, Jiang Shaoyi cupped his hands towards Li De and said: "General, the enemy is stronger than me, my army will fight with you ? Our army will retreat for the time being, and avoid the danger before we make our plans! " He had originally wanted to say that our army's defeat was already decided, so he had to run away quickly. However, when he thought about Li De's temper, he could only change his words slightly.1

Before the war began, Jiang Shaozhi only said that his Feng Army was not weak, and that he had been scolded by Li De. Now that he said that he wanted to retreat, not only did it not attract any scolding from Li De, the latter even scolded him loudly, and repeatedly replied: "Right, right, right, the Feng Army is powerful, it's better for our army to avoid the side first!" With that, he shouted to the soldiers beside the chariot. "Quick! Hurry up and send orders, retreat the entire army, and stop fighting with Feng Army! "

After the messenger heard this, they all scattered and passed Li De's order to the various Legion.

Very quickly, the sound of the drum had disappeared from the Ann Army camp, and what replaced it were the continuous sound of a copper gong.

When the drum was charging in, even the Ann Army was not a match for the Pingyuan Army, but now that the golden sound had sounded, the entire army had to retreat, so the advance of the Feng Army was even more unstoppable.

Li De did not care about the life and death of his subordinates at all.

When he ran, the surrounding General of Ann Country and guards also ran with him.

They were all part of a cavalry, especially the chariot that Li De was riding on, being pulled by eight strong horses at an extremely fast speed, how could the retreating troops be faster than them? With such a large group of riders charging into the rear, the number of Ann Soldier injured from the collisions was already countless, as miserable cries sounded.

They had just passed through the rear guard forces, raised their heads and looked forward, only to see a group of Feng Army of around ten thousand people had unknowingly circled behind the Ann Army, blocking their retreat path.

Li De saw through everything, and his brain buzzed. He shouted to the generals on both sides of the horse carriage in a shrill voice: "Charge over, cut a path of blood for me, charge out!"

Hearing this, the generals could only muster up their courage and speed up their horses, charging towards the Feng Army formation in front.

Without waiting for them to even reach the front, the Feng Army arrow formation had arrived first. A dense group of arrows had come straight at them, and among them there were even countless Army-broking Crossbow crossbow arrows.

Its strength lay in its convenience to carry, it was far from being as huge as Trebuchet. Mixed in with the army, it was so secretive that it could not be seen from the outside, and once they crossed swords, the lethality of the Army-broking Crossbow that was pushed out from the crowd was beyond one's imagination.

The Army-broking Crossbow's crossbow arrow flew out, and when it hit the horse's neck or head, it would directly pierce through it. Even the Spirit Cultivator who was sitting in the back and was covered in spirit armor could not escape, as even the toughest spirit armor would not be able to withstand a single blow from the Army-broking Crossbow, and it pierced through both the horse and spirit armor.

Before the numerous General of Ann Country s and guards could rush to the front of the Feng Army array, only a few hundred people died under the arrow formation and the Army-broking Crossbow, including more than ten General of Ann Country s.

Li De who was on the chariot was almost hit by the Army-broking Crossbow, but luckily he reacted fast and quickly bent down, the arrow grazed past his tassel and cut off the flag pole of the Ann Country Flag that was stuck behind him.

Right now, Li De was truly afraid of Pingyuan Army, he had never met an opponent that was so powerful. Of course, this was also the first time in his life that he was going to fight in a battlefield.

He lay under the car, his head in his hands, screaming with his eyes closed.

He didn't even know how his own chariot had charged out of the Feng Army Camp, until he heard someone calling for him, then slowly opened his eyes, and at this moment, his surroundings were already completely silent. He bravely sat up, trembling as he looked out of the chariot, and out of the carriage, he saw that there were only a few tens of generals left, and thousands of guards left behind as well. All of them were stained with blood, and not a single one of the soldiers could be seen.

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