In the rain, countless Xingtu soldiers crossed the layers of corpses and rushed towards the camp of the Dynasty army on the river beach.

The rain mixed with blood made the ground muddy. Lin Chuan's battle boots deep [31 Novel Network      Update Fast] Stepping on the mud with one foot shallow and one foot, the red mud splashed and fell on the armor, and it was quickly washed away by the rain.

The Xingtu warriors kept slipping and falling into the water, making muffled groans, and were soon supported by the Xingtu warriors behind them to continue moving forward.

The sky became darker and the rumbling thunder was still roaring, and lightning flashed across the sky, as if it was about to pierce the sky.

In the rain, dense footsteps kept pushing towards the dynasty military camp. The Xingtu soldiers advanced silently, their eyes full of perseverance and murderous aura. The sharp swords and black spears exuded a cold aura.

The rain wet Lin Chuan's military uniform, and the blood-stained rain flowed into his underwear, making Lin Chuan's body sticky and extremely uncomfortable.

He wiped the rain on his face and looked at the dynasty military camp hundreds of meters ahead. There was only one rough outline. The rain curtain narrowed the view to several meters. Lin Chuan could only see the Xingtu soldiers around him.

"The rebels are coming up! The rebels are coming up!" Soon, a shrill roar came from the simple whistle tower of the Dynasty army.

Ye Fei looked calm and raised his head. The heavy wolf-toothed arrow in his hand roared and cut through the rain curtain and shot through the sentry's throat. The sentry covered his neck and fell down, smashing heavily into the accumulated water, splashing a large splash of water.

"Attack!" Since it was exposed, almost when the sentry sounded, the officers Xingtu shouted, jumped out first, and rushed towards the dynasty military camp hundreds of meters away.

The dense boots kept moving forward, splashing large pieces of mud, but at this moment there was no need to care about so much. The Xingtu soldiers held up their swords and rushed over.

In the dynasty military camp, soldiers hiding from the rain rushed out one after another, looking at the Xingtu warriors who were rushing towards him in panic.

"Shoot! Shoot!" At the dynasty military camp, officers ran in the rain, loudly commanding the panicked archers.

However, the heavy rain caused the originally powerful arrows to lose their original strength, and the humidity made the bow loose. The long-range strike of the Dynasty army did not have much effect.

"Giant crossbow shooting! Quick! Quick!" Seeing that the bow and arrow were ineffective, the giant crossbow placed in the camp creaked with the creaking sound, and the crossbow arrows as thick as those of the forearm were placed into the depression.

With the sound of breaking through the air, more than ten black crossbow arrows roared into the attacking queue of Xingtu soldiers. As the screams sounded, several blood grooves suddenly appeared in the queue.

Lin Chuan saw with his own eyes that a Xingtu soldier on his left was smashed by a crossbow arrow. Before he could even scream, he was taken back by the crossbow arrow and fell into a pool of blood.

Lin Chuan's arm burst out with blue veins, and he tried to lower his body to avoid being hit by crossbow arrows. A sharp murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

"Crack!" The simple fence set up by the dynasty was easily broken, and the black Xingtu soldiers rushed in.

In the dynasty army camp, tens of thousands of dynasty soldiers were standing in the heavy rain, with swords and guns unsheathed, quietly looking at the rushing soldiers of Xingtu. The Major General Commander Minghuo held a steel sword and exuded a cold murderous aura all over his body. He stood in front of the queue, looking coldly at the "rebels" who were rushing, with a trace of disdainful sneer flashing across the corner of his mouth.

"Kill!" Lin Chuan was slightly shocked when he saw that the Dynasty army was prepared, but the brave ones won when they met on a narrow road. He raised his sword forward and took the lead in charging.

"Roar! Roar! Roar!" The Xingtu soldiers roared and charged, with a rainbow of momentum, crushing towards each other.

Minghuo's eyes burst out with fierce murderous intent, and he waved his sword: "Kill!"

The soldiers of the Dynasty army also shouted and held up their weapons to meet them.

"Puff puff puff--"

"Ahhh!"

The black Xing Tu army and the red Dynasty army collided fiercely. The huge impact directly made the soldiers in the front row vomit blood, blood flying, blood splashing, and the sound of gold and iron intertwined with long and short weapons.

In the heavy rain, the two armies fought together, one was Xing Tu, who was fearless and the other was the well-equipped elite Central Army.

Lin Chuan raised his sword and cut off the head of an enemy army, panted and wiped the rain on his face. Before he could see clearly, a dynasty soldier was thrown into a pool of blood.

The cold blood flowed into Lin Chuan's back, making him shudder, and he reached out and grabbed the broad sword that the dynasty soldier stabbed.

Wang Chaobing's face was ferocious, his eyes were full of bloodthirsty madness, and his hands kept pressing down, trying to stab the broad sword into Lin Chuan's chest.

Lin Chuan's hand that grabbed the broad sword blade was already bleeding. He gritted his teeth and suddenly exerted force. The combat boots kicked the back of the Chaobing's head heavily. With a click, the iron nails on the combat boots pierced the Chaobing's head. The Chaobing groaned and slowly fell to the ground.

Lin Chuan gasped and stabbed the robbed broadsword into the body of the dynasty soldier. He was not until he died, but he grabbed his own sword and ran towards the next enemy.

The rude Tu Yue kept slashing the battle axe in his hand. The sharp and heavy battle axe often separated the corpses of the dynasty soldiers who were facing it, and their heads kept rolling down, and they were tied to Tu Yue around his waist.

The dynasty major general Minghuo sword technique is not a big opening and closing like Lin Chuan and others, but is very delicate and fatal. The sword is like a sharp killing weapon in Minghuo's hands.

The sword in his hand was seen slashing, stabbing, or slashing at various tricky angles, often fierce and fatal. Several Xingtu warriors just rushed up and fell into a pool of blood. No one even saw how Minghuo killed people, and the Xingtu warrior he was fighting against was already dead.

Minghuo Body is a nobleman of the dynasty. His family-born sword techniques are famous for their accuracy and speed. Each sword goes straight to the deadly part without a single bit of waste. Basically, one sword ends the enemy's life.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier. In the rain, the huge fighting sound was covered by the heavy rain, and the soldiers on both sides were already killed inseparable.

Some dynasty soldiers threw the Xingtu soldiers into the mud and bit the throat of the Xingtu soldiers with their teeth. Some dynasty soldiers rolled into the torrent of the surging torrent with their dynasty soldiers and were drowned by the water.

The two sides fought to the death on the muddy river beach, and no one wanted to take a step back. Lin Chuan could no longer remember how many people he killed or how many curled swords he had replaced.

His arms slashed and assassinated. All the enemies standing in front of him had turned into corpses. On the battlefield, the corpses were already covered with the ground. The soldiers on both sides hugged each other tightly and sent the sword into the other's chest. They were enemies in their lifetime but lying together after death. This is really a great irony.

"Sir! Sir!" In the rain, Sith found Lin Chuan who was fighting. Because the rain was too heavy and the sound could not be heard clearly, Sith raised the volume.

Lin Chuan kicked the enemy in front of him, turned his head and asked loudly, "What's the matter?"

Xis rushed to Lin Chuan and attached himself to his ear and shouted: "Sir, the dynasty cavalry rushed over from behind! The general asked us to retreat!"

"What!" Lin Chuan didn't hear it clearly.

Sith pointed to the defense line in the distance and shouted again: "The dynasty cavalry has come here, and the general ordered the withdrawal of Mucheng!"

Lin Chuan looked in the direction of the Xis finger. In the direction of the central army, countless Xing Tu soldiers were rushing to flee, and a large number of dynasty cavalry wearing red armor were launching charges. The entire central army was finished.

"Waste! Waste! The guards should be killed!" Lin Chuan roared loudly, his anger had already made him lose his calmness.

Seeing that the dynasty soldiers were able to be eliminated and thus stabilize the defense line, the dynasty cavalry troops rushed from behind to praise Xing Tu's defense line. This made Lin Chuan want to kill the commander who served as the defender defense immediately. He was like a pig, and there was no warning, so a large number of dynasty cavalry broke through the hard-built defense line.

"Retreat!" Lin Chuan issued an order to retreat unwillingly.

If they do not retreat, they are most likely to be surrounded by the dynasty army. (To be continued)
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