"Pu"

The blood-filled Linglong ball rolled to the ground from Chu Huaiyan's hand. Lin Muyu looked at it, and her heart became more and more twisted. He gently picked up Linglong ball and stuffed it into his arms. He raised his hand and suddenly pulled down his temple cloak. He instantly tore it into a cloth strip. He turned over the horse and tied Chu Huaiyan's body behind him. Tears slowly slid down his cheeks. He raised his hand to pull out the pear blossom gun inserted beside the war horse, murmured: "Revenge..."

Luo Yu, Wei Qiu and others drew out their weapons one after another, their faces were full of anger and hatred, and shouted: "Take revenge, take revenge."

...

At this time, Long Qianlin had already set up a battle formation, and the army of Yihe Kingdom was everywhere. Long Qianlin held 150,000 elite soldiers, and was killed by Chu Huaijian for about 10,000. There were still 140,000 troops. The troops were definitely above the Longdan Camp, but Long Qianlin did not dare to be careless at all, because the person who commanded the Longdan Camp was Lin Muyu, who was the most afraid of opponent in his life.

"The cavalry came out."

The volunteers finally used the Lingnan heavy cavalry, and about 30,000 people slowly came out of the battle, facing each other with the geese formation, ready to attack at any time.

Luo Yu raised his spear high and shouted in a low voice: "Reorganize the line, cone formation."

Long Qianlin was so arrogant that he actually wanted to use the Yanxing Formation to eat the Gentian Camp with his military strength, but it was obviously not that easy. Everyone in the Gentian Camp was equipped with shield armor, so it was so easy to eat it.

"rush."

Lin Muyu acted as the sharp knife of the cone formation, and slapped the horses and galloped away. The sound of horse hooves behind him soared into the sky and headed straight for the opponent's geese formation. Just as the two sides were about to contact, the soldiers of the Longdan Camp took out their longbows and shot in a "swoosh" round, and they used white diamond arrows. The white diamonds were so sharp that they could penetrate ten centimeters of steel plates. How could the armor of the Lingnan cavalry in front of them resist?

The blood splashed, and a round of arrow rain was enough to injure or die in battle. This kind of loss was nothing, but the cavalry's corpses quickly became "obstructions" for their companions behind them. They stumbled together, and the losses were difficult to calculate. What's more serious was that the Longtan Camp came towards him, and a group of people led by Lin Muyu stabbed with spears, which was hard to be brave.

Amid the violent collision, the two heavy cavalry were shaken head-on, and the advantages and disadvantages were judged instantly. The equipment made by Lin Muyu showed his advantage. A round of charge killed the Lingnan cavalry so much that it was scattered. After nearly twenty minutes of impact, the two sides exchanged positions, reorganized their formations, and prepared to attack again, but the Lingnan cavalry lost nearly 5,000 people. In contrast, the damage of the Longtan Camp seemed to be less than a thousand people.

...

"Damn it."

Long Qianlin clenched his fist and said coldly: "What kind of arrow cluster is that it can actually shoot through our steel shield. Lin Muyu is really terrible..."

One of the soldiers was engaged in fist clasping his fists and said, "General, do you want me to send someone to get an arrow and see it?"

"No need, don't disturb the battlefield."

"Yes." He hesitated for a moment and said, "But... but our heavy cavalry is obviously not the opponent of the Gentian Camp. If we fight hard like this, we may suffer a great loss."

Long Qianlin raised his eyebrows and said, "If we can replace the more than 10,000 cavalry with 30,000 heavy cavalry, then this business would be too profitable."

"yes……"

...

But everything was not like Long Qianlin's imagination. After more than an hour of fighting, there were only a few 30,000 heavy cavalry in Lingnan, and at most two thousand remaining soldiers were left. However, there were still more than 8,000 people standing proudly on the battlefield in the Longtan Camp.

Lin Muyu, Wei Qiu, Luo Yu and others were already covered in blood. No one knew how many people they had killed, but they only knew that their companions were decreasing one by one.

The Pear Blossom almost seemed to be washed away blood, and the handle she held was a little slippery. Lin Muyu shook his arm lightly, and the Pear Blossom sounded buzzing and shaking the blood, shaking all the blood. Looking at the camp of the volunteer soldiers in the distance from afar, Lin Muyu slowly raised his arm, pointed the Pear Blossom directly, and said with a smile: "Go to take their Central Army straight with me."

"yes."

The Longtan Camp launched an attack without waiting for the opponent to reorganize the battle formation. It was not a humble place on the battlefield. Lin Muyu even understood the truth that it was impossible to miss and would not give Long Qianlin any time to breathe.

...

"Oh no, they charged without resting." A military officer from the volunteers said with a look of silence.

Long Qianlin immediately waved his hand and shouted: "Order them to reorganize the Qiankun Formation immediately and block the Longtian Camp for me."

"yes."

A circular battle formation composed of a group of archers, spear soldiers and shield soldiers attacked quickly. It was this battle formation that defeated Chu Huaiyan's flying cavalry camp. Now Long Qianlin used his old trick again, as if he wanted Lin Muyu to end up with Chu Huaiyan. Not only that, he glanced at the crowd and clasped his fists and said, "Mr. Kou Bin, please go out to fight and kill Lin Muyu, the great enemy for us."

In the crowd, a middle-aged general about 50 years old rode his horse out of the battle, with no expression on his face, but when he frowned, an invisible aura had already fallen around, making the group of people including Long Qianlin feel boundless pressure. In the realm of the powerful people in the holy realm, Kou Bin is one of the several powerful people in the holy realm brought down from the holy peak. Now he is waiting for dispatch under Long Qianlin's tent.

As soon as Kou Bin came out of the battle, it seemed that all the soldiers of Yiheguo were excited.

...

Lin Muyu and others naturally didn't know Kou Bin's existence. During the chaos, how could Lin Muyu be distracted from using the spiritual vein technique? The pear blossom gun in his hand was stained with blood again. Facing the Qiankun Formation, Lin Muyu made a quick decision to order the white diamond arrow to open the way, shoot the shield soldiers on the periphery and then rushed in, using the heavy armor of the Dragon Battalion Camp to block the damage of the bow and arrow, and at the same time trampled on the iron hooves, instantly breaking a Qiankun Formation composed of 5,000 people.

"Continue, rush forward with me."

The army collided on the second Qiankun battle formation. Lin Muyu took the lead. With a flash of iron fist, Yi Yao Cangsheng directly blasted out. With a "bang", more than a dozen shield soldiers flew up one after another and turned into blood. The defender Qiu took a bow and shot the ten thousand men in the battle formation with an arrow. The Dragon Battalion Camp rushed straight into the middle, and was about to break the second Qiankun battle formation.

Long Qianlin narrowed his eyes and looked at him from afar, his hands were covered in sweat, and said lightly: "Lin Muyu, let me see how you resist the attacks of the Holy Land... If you die in battle, I will collect your body for you and will never let you suffer any humiliation. Like Chu Huaiyan, you are a respectable imperial soldier and the pride of this land."

In the battle formation, suddenly a man broke through the wind and came, and it was Kou Bin.

Kou Bin held a long sword in his hand and came from the right side obliquely. The handle of the knife swept across the holy realm. The power of the holy realm surged, and the heads of five Gentian Battalion soldiers flew into the air, and some even had their helmets chopped down. After one blow, Kou Bin roared angrily and his iron fist hit the front. The space was slightly distorted. The next moment, with a "bang", dozens of Gentian Battalion soldiers were all swallowed by flames.

The fire soared into the sky in the battle formation, which is the cultivation level of the powerful people in the holy realm.

"It's the Holy Land." Wei Qiu shouted, "Come here, kill with me."

"No, you stay."

Lin Muyu's eyes signaled Wei Qiu to stop and said, "All the bows and arrows are replaced, and I will try to kill this holy land. I will attract him."

As he said that, Lin Muyu turned over and dismounted, stepped on the star-falling step, and moved faster than the horse. The pear blossom spear was already hanging on the back of the horse, but raised his hand to draw out the Dragon Spirit Sword and attacked from behind Kou Bin. He shouted loudly, and the flames in his palm were filled with smoke, which was directly a spiral break of the true dragon's original fire. At the same time, with a "swoosh" in the air, the invisible magic sound knife that killed people also flew out together.

"die."

In the crowd, Kou Bin blasted the heart of a soldier in the Gentian Camp with one punch, but he also sensed the strong flame energy behind him. He quickly turned around and saw Lin Muyu. He couldn't help laughing: "The second level of the Heaven Realm is going to die."

He rode away, his eyes full of murderous intent. Suddenly, his breath suddenly increased, and it seemed as if time had frozen around him. Suddenly, everyone could not move, and an invisible aura controlled everything.

field.

"ha."

Kou Bin came over with laughter and flames on his iron fist. He blasted the Dragon Flame spiral and then punched him directly on Lin Muyu's golden gourd wall.

"Bang."

Lin Muyu was in the field and could not move, and spitted blood in his mouth and flew back several steps.

But at this moment, Wei Qiu and others, who were a hundred meters away, were not within the domain. The Demon-Eating Bow raised and a "bang" arrow flew out, directly hit Kou Bin's battle armor. The arrow shot about three centimeters. Kou Bin took a few steps back, his face full of horror: "This... how is this possible?"

His breath was chaotic and the realm disappeared immediately.

Lin Muyu rolled over and landed calmly, and her combat boots shone golden light into the sky. She suddenly stepped on the ground. The golden gourd vines "swipe" rose up, tied Kou Bin tightly, and did not give him a chance to break through the gourd vine. Xiahou Sang, Luo Yu and others took out their bows and arrows, and the arrows were released, and suddenly shot Kou Bin into a hedgehog.

"Click..."

The invisible magic sound knife flew over and cut off the gourd vine and Kou Bin's head together.

A generation of powerful people in the Holy Realm died in the chaos, which seemed to further confirm the saying that two fists could not match four hands, let alone the powerful Gentian camp, Kou Bin underestimated his opponent too much.

...

As he turned over the horse, Lin Muyu's face was even more full of hatred, and he said, "Continue to rush."

As soon as Kou Bin died, the morale of the soldiers of Yihe Country was also shaken. Long Qianlin was even more stunned and said a few words, "How is this possible?", but the scene in front of him is indeed the truth.

"General, should we... our command camp retreat some?" said a military officer.

Long Qianlin gritted his teeth: "No, turn the defense into an offensive, concentrate the troops to block the Longtian Camp for me."
Chapter completed!