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Chapter 691 Morale

The battle flag was waving, and the Hanhai army approached the Far Eastern Uprising Army lined up on the gentle slope with neat steps. The soldiers of the first echelon of the Far Eastern Uprising Army arranged at the forefront of the array felt the oncoming sharp aura.

Although officers at all levels kept reminding the soldiers of the Far Eastern Uprising Army around them to stay calm, they still couldn't help but tremble in the face of the oncoming thunder.

"Buzz!"

A buzzing sound came from the sky, stirring up in the main film. The soldiers of the Far Eastern Uprising Army looked up and saw a black cloud appearing in the sky, quickly approaching them.

Looking at the arrows that were expanding in his pupils, the first gradient commander Zhao Wu shouted shrillly: "Rise the shield!"

Zhao Wu's voice had just fallen, and the arrows like locusts had poured in. The powerful wolf-toothed arrow pierced the armor of the soldiers. Blood splattered, and the arrows hit the weapons and splashed out the sound of sparks making a jingle sound, with bones shattering.

There were screams everywhere and painful cry for help everywhere. The originally dense and solemn queue of the Far Eastern Uprising Army suddenly became messy and sparse, especially the front was almost swept into a clearing area.

The smell of blood spread in the air, and hundreds of people in the front were shot directly into hedgehogs. The injured and undead wounded soldiers were squirming on the bloody corpse, climbing, trying to ask for help from their companions standing behind.

But with the second round of arrow rain, there were no wounded in the front area. The ground was filled with dense arrows, and the black arrow shaft was shaking. It was a jungle of death.

"roar!"

When the Hanhai infantry were still hundreds of steps away, they all shouted and began to charge towards the Far Eastern Uprising Army on the gentle slope, with awesome momentum.

The archers of the Far Eastern Uprising Army also began to shoot arrows, but their number of archers was very small, and the sparse arrows did not cause any obstacles to the densely packed vast sea soldiers.

"The spear is tight!" The officers of the Far Eastern Uprising Army shouted. The soldiers in the forefront held the spear in their hands tightly and pointed them at the Hanhai soldiers who were carrying out a charge with a ferocious expression.

It was a steel line of death, with thousands of spears densely arranged there, and the spears as long as 1.7 meters long were flashing with a sharp cold light and eager to drink blood.

The Hanhai soldiers rushed to the front and were also spearmen. The spears in their hands were no different from those in the hands of the soldiers of the Far Eastern Uprising Army. With a roar, both sides almost roared hard and sent the spears into each other's chest.

There was no way to hide in such a dense crowd. There were surging crowds everywhere, and there were roars and shouts everywhere in my ears and couldn't hear any sounds. I could only wave the spear in my hand and stab the other party hard.

The blood mist rose up as the two sides touched each other, and their heads were buzzing with endless screams. The spearmen in front of both sides decided their fate almost the moment they met and were destined to die together.

The people behind roared wildly and rushed forward. They stepped on the corpse and waved their swords, constantly attacking. Although the Far Eastern Uprising Army stood on a high slope, their front was slowly moving back.

The Hanhai soldiers who entered the state of war were like madmen, attacking forward desperately. Even if they were chopped to death, they were still charging forward as long as they had a breath, because the Hanhai people had bloodthirsty elements in their bones and they longed for war.

The Far Eastern Uprising Army had seen such a formation. Seeing these Hanhai soldiers coming crazy, they cried and shouted, and ran backwards. They were quickly chopped off by the supervisory team. Even if they rushed up bravely, they soon turned into ghosts under the swords of Hanhai people.

"Stay! Stay!"

The commander of the first echelon, Zhao Wu, shouted hoarsely, but the strength of both sides was not on the same level at all. Countless assault teams of Hanhai people shattered the array of the Far Eastern Uprising Army. The Hanhai soldiers behind continued to pour in along the gap, constantly expanding their results to the depth and both sides.

The soldiers of the Hanhai Sea were extremely brave. They were almost all crazy now, but the soldiers of the Far East Uprising Army were immediately frightened by this crazy look and had not yet reacted.

Seeing that the array of the Far Eastern Uprising Army was as vulnerable as a castle made of sand at the moment of contact, Gong Qi, the commander of the Thirteenth Army of the Hanhai, showed disdain on his face. His current cavalry division had not yet entered the battlefield, and this mud could hardly hold on.

Gong Qi immediately retreated his cavalry division. Now it seems that the infantry charge can defeat the opponent by just killing the cavalry. The cavalry only needs to wait and chase and kill the heads later.

Mu Xue stood in the central army and saw that the first echelon in front was defeated by the Hanhai people. He also sighed. It would be a long way to go to become a strong army.

The sound of whimpering horns sounded, and the soldiers of the Far Eastern Uprising Army in the first echelon turned around and ran away immediately as if they heard the gospel. Some even took no more weapons and ran back in a panic, trying to escape their lives from the Hanhai people.

The defeated soldiers retreated, but they did not forget the explanation of their commander on the battlefield and ran away directly from both sides of the military formation behind.

When the Hanhai people saw the Far East Uprising Army fleeing, they cheered and launched a pursuit. However, when they cut down the defeated soldiers in front of them one by one, they found that there was a square formation in front of them.

"Kill!" Officer Hanhai waved the sword in his hand without hesitation and rushed up again to continue to be with the second square formation. The second square formation soon collapsed. When the Hanhai people rushed to the third square formation, they were no longer as brave as when they rushed to the first square formation. They felt a little tired after fighting continuously.

They continued to break through the fifth square formation, but this time they were unable to defeat this square formation again and fell into a hard battle.

Looking at the Hanhai Army, whose spirit was no longer sharp, Mu Xue finally breathed a sigh of relief. This was what Lin Chuan once handed over to them. His morale was declining again and exhausted. Now the Hanhai people have defeated their five military formations in succession, and their spirit has been lost.

"You can launch a counterattack," Mu Xue turned his head and said to President Zhao Yun.

Zhao Yun nodded and ordered the messenger: "Counterattack!"

The Hanhai people broke through the phalanx of the Far Eastern Uprising Army for more than half an hour. Although they were exhausted, most of their strength was consumed, and the bodies of the soldiers of the Far Eastern Uprising Army also laid a layer on the ground.
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