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Jiang Fan had consecutively killed five Mo Army deputy Generals in one breath, immediately suppressing the morale of the Mo Army. The soldiers no longer dared to rashly rush forward, and the other deputy Generals also hid far away.

Pingyuan Army had a lot of experience, seeing that the enemy's morale was weakening, he immediately seized the opportunity and took advantage of Jiang Fan's remaining power to press forward, pushing the entire formation of Mo Army back again and again.

Although there were a lot of people, the road was narrow and the advantage of a lot of people could not be expressed. Just a moment ago, Mo Army had been able to rely on their rushing power to be on par with Feng Army, but now that the rushing power had been released, how could he still be considered an opponent for Pingyuan Army?

Lu Hongming watched as his soldiers were defeated bit by bit, feeling furious, his face also flushed red. He took out his sword and spurred his horse forward, shouting as he ran: "Don't retreat! No one is allowed to retreat! "Those who cower before battle will be killed without mercy ?"

He had not finished speaking when a deputy general ran over to Lu Hongming, and said with a trembling voice: "General, the enemy troops are ferocious, and the terrain is not good for our troops, we cannot continue fighting!"

Hearing that, golden stars appeared in Lu Hongming's eyes, he waved his hand and fiercely slashed down on the head of a deputy general, and roared: "Are you the main general or am I the main general? I have already said earlier that I would not be able to charge through, and there would be no need for you all to return! "

Fortunately, he didn't know how to use the Spiritual Force, and he also had the protection of the Spiritual Armor, so it wasn't a big deal for him to take this blow head on. The deputy general grinned and said: "General, the brothers really cannot rush over. The Feng Army has a powerful General Jiang Fan, and he previously killed five of our generals in a row! "I'm afraid the brothers will all be killed ?" As he said this, the deputy general's tears almost fell.

What? Jiang Fan is here?! Hearing these words, Lu Hongming was also shocked. He was a general, but his understanding of Jiang Fan's prestige was like thunder to his ears.

If Jiang Fan was here, it would be understandable that he wouldn't be able to rush over. If the King knew, she might not be able to scold Jiang Fan deeply. Until now, Lu Hongming was not thinking about how to help the water, but whether or not he would shoulder any responsibilities.

After pondering for a moment, Lu Hongming decided to be straightforward. He waved his hand and said: The enemy troops have already set up an ambush, and with Jiang Fan doing evil, our army will not be able to win.

His order to retreat made the deputy general heave a long sigh of relief. He hurriedly cupped his hands together and said, "General is wise!" Without delay, he turned the horse around and ordered the soldiers in front of him to retreat.

If Lu Hongming did not retreat, his Mo Army would be able to withstand the attack from the Feng Army. Now that he had given the order to retreat, the remaining morale of his Mo Army would completely disappear. No one would be able to stay behind.

Seeing that the enemy retreated, the aura of the Feng Army became even more imposing, the Heavy Shield soldiers tacitly kept their shields and turned to fight, the Feng Army behind them were like tigers out of their cages, holding onto their swords, spears and spears, they rushed out from the gaps between the Heavy Shield soldiers, yelling, sprinting to catch up with the retreating Mo Army, launching berserk slashes.

In a face-to-face battle, Mo Army wasn't even his opponent, and now that he had left them to others, his fate could be imagined. Some died on the spot, and some even fell to the ground from injuries. But before the injured soldiers even managed to crawl back up from the ground, the Feng Army that had caught up to them had ruthlessly stepped on their bodies.

Mo Army led to retreat, and along the way to death, the corpses that were left on the ground were all over the place, stacked upon one another, almost covering the entire public road.

But even so, his Mo Army was still unable to escape unscathed. Just as Mo Army was fleeing in panic, a whistling sound came from the front. Two people covered in spirit armor, General of Feng Country with Spiritual Knife in their hands took the lead and rushed out of the forest, the two of them immediately held their swords horizontally in the middle of the road, and shouted towards the Mo Army that was retreating: "Mo Army, listen up, there is no way through!" At the same time the two of them shouted, a dense flow of Feng Army surged out of the forest, quickly forming a battle formation along the official road. At the same time, it also blocked off Mo Army's retreat path.

These two General of Feng Country were the commanders of Pingyuan Army sixth and seventh legions, Zhang Ling and Zhao Shun.

It was one thing to have pursuers at the back, but now that even their paths were blocked by Feng Army, the Mo Army in the rear was completely in disarray. Even Lu Hongming's face changed as astonishment filled his eyes.

There was already no time to think carefully about the countermeasures, so Lu Hongming crazily roared to his left and right: "Charge over! Immediately rush over! "

This time, even without his order, Mo Army would naturally exert all their strength. At this time, they had enemies at both front and back, and he himself was at a dead end, unable to break through. There was only death for him, and for the sake of survival, how could people not risk their lives.

A large number of Mo Army s roared as they charged forward in a seemingly suicidal manner. However, before they could even get close to the Feng Army s, the arrowhead had already arrived right in front of them.

The sound of arrows piercing through armor came from all four directions within Mo Army Camp. The soldiers in front of them looked like hedgehogs as they were shot by the arrows, and tumbled and fell onto the ground. Behind them, Mo Army wanted to jump over their comrades' corpses and continue charging forward, but they ended up with a new wave of arrows landing on them.

Facing the arrow formation's charge was extremely cruel, but there was no retreat for the Mo Army. Gritting their teeth, they braced themselves and charged forward, and the soldiers below fell down in rows after rows. Under the pressure of the Pingyuan Army arrow formation, even the captains with spirit armor weren't able to defend against it, and in the blink of an eye, their spirit armor was pierced into pieces by the.

It could be said that the Mo Army that had broken through the encirclement had stepped on hundreds of thousands, or even tens of thousands of other robed corpses, in order to barely charge in front of the Feng Army.

When the Mo Army was just approaching, the Heavy Shield Soldier used her shield to stabilize her feet. At the same time, countless pikes and halberds shot out from her back, and in an instant, the Mo Soldier that had charged up with much difficulty turned into a beehive of blood holes all over her body.

"Kill ?"

Following the organized shouts of the people, the Generals And Soldiers of Pingyuan Army collectively took a step forward.

"Kill!" "Kill, kill ?"

The cries of the Pingyuan Army became more and more urgent, and the entire formation's forward movement became faster and faster. With the Pingyuan Army in formation, it was simply too difficult to disperse them, and it was not something that the infantry of any country could do.

Not only did he not manage to force Feng Army to retreat, he even couldn't help but retreat due to the pressure of the Feng Army.

At this time, Lu Hongming, who was an expert in military strategy, was also dumbstruck. His stomach full of military strategy was completely useless at the moment, as he watched the Feng Army from the front and back continuously pressing down on his own side, the number of soldiers on his side grew fewer and fewer. The originally eighty thousand soldiers did not even have fifty thousand soldiers on their side. Could it be that he was going to die here today?2

Just as he was helpless and desperate, two deputy Generals who were killed to the point that they were covered in blood and had arrows stabbed into their shoulders galloped over. The two of them came to Lu Hongming's front and reined in their war horses, and anxiously said: "General, the Thief Feng has long prepared, and has blocked off our retreat, forcing our way forward is no longer possible, General should quickly run into the forest!"

Lu Hongming sighed to the sky. Run? It was easier said than done! Who knew how many more troops were hidden in the forest? Where should he run to?

Seeing his sluggish expression and not saying a word, the two deputy Generals became so anxious that their eyes turned red. They screamed: "General, if we don't leave now, we really won't make it! "General, leave quickly!"

Lu Hongming muttered: "What if there's an ambush in the forest ?"

"I can't care so much now. Even if there are ambushing soldiers, I might still have a chance to use the forest as cover to escape!"

"Yes, General, it's better than waiting for your death here!"

Lu Hongming sighed: "But if I run, what about the brothers?" He had worked together with these Generals And Soldiers of Mo Army for a few years, it would be impossible to say that he did not have any feelings for them.

"General, our brothers have to break out of the encirclement through the forest. It doesn't matter how many people we can run!"

"Sigh!" "This is the only way ?" Lu Hongming looked at the critical situation on the battlefield, and in the end, accepted his subordinate's suggestion. He gave up on the official road, and led the defeated troops to break out of the encirclement.

The main force of the Pingyuan Army was used to block off the Mo Army, and there were not many soldiers lying in ambush in the forest, but, the positions that people occupied were all meticulously planned out by Jiang Fan, so it would be easy to attack the enemy but not easy for them to do so.

This small amount of Feng Army caused great harm to the Mo Army s that had escaped into the forest. Cold arrows would occasionally fly over from all directions, and in the blink of an eye, the Mo Soldier s which were running with all their might just a moment ago would probably be shot by the arrows, turning into a straight corpse. In addition, the two types of Feng Army s continued to chase after them relentlessly, so the escaping Mo Army s could only be described as incomparably miserable.

In order to hide his identity, Lu Hongming threw away his warhorse, took off his helmet, and mixed in with the Mo Army crowd, running along with the crowd. The two deputy Generals also gave up on their warhorse, protecting Lu Hongming on his left and right, and desperately tried to break out of the encirclement.

In the end, Lu Hongming did not remember how long he had been running in the forest. He only felt that his lungs were about to explode, his entire body was covered in perspiration, his legs softened, and he fell to the ground with a thump.

The two deputy Generals did not dare delay any further, they each grabbed one of Lu Hongming's arm and dragged him deeper into the forest.

After an unknown period of time, the shouts finally faded. Only then did the two deputy Generals slow down and release Lu Hongming.

Losing the support of the two deputy Generals, Lu Hongming collapsed onto the ground as if he had no bones, his mouth wide open as he vomited.

The two deputy Generals helped him beat their chest and back. After working for a while, Lu Hongming finally managed to catch his breath. Lying on the ground, the latter inhaled deeply and waved his hands at the two, indicating that he could no longer run.

Seeing him in such a tired state, the two deputy Generals did not dare to continue dragging him. After running for so long, the deputy general felt extremely tired no matter how deep his spirit weapon was. The two of them slowly sat down and looked around at the same time.

The number of eighty thousand people who came out of the Bailin was not even eight hundred yet, and there were only a handful of these few hundred people who had slanted their helmets and were covered in blood. Their expressions were that of numbness and despair, and they were completely lifeless.

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