Chapter 261

Lu Feng was a little moved and quickly saluted: "My body is not injurious, Your Majesty, don't worry. Although the six magical skills of protecting the law are amazing, I also have a treasure to protect my body, and my injuries are not very serious. After swallowing a few elixirs, I will use my skills several times, and it will be no different from usual... Unfortunately, the soft jade armor given to me by the Majesty was destroyed by those thieves."

Zhu Di smiled, waved his hand and shouted, "It's just a piece of armor, what's the big deal? You're fine, I'll feel relieved. Well, you can go quickly to heal your wounds. Later, you may have to take action... Well, what level do you have to practice with those immortals to practice spells?" Zhu Di's eyes flashed, as if he had other intentions.

Lu Feng hesitated for a moment, and quickly bowed and said, "I have reached the Golden Pill Period. Ordinary demons are not afraid of how much damage they can cause. I am confident that I can control them."

Zhu Di said a little enviously: "You are already a god among the gods. Alas, if I hadn't been plagued by national affairs, I would have really wanted to..."

Lu Feng thought quickly in his head, and quickly said, "Your Majesty is the common ruler of the world, and His Majesty is the most insignificant in the world. Is this golden elixir road actually not difficult..." Gripping his teeth, Lu Feng shouted in his heart: "Damn, what does it mean to act against the heavens? As a practitioner of Taoism, I have killed so many people and never saw God bring down the heavenly disaster. What can God really do to me?"

He said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty, I have a practice formula here, which is just right for Your Majesty to practice. In addition, I will interview the Lingshan Mountains and Rivers in the world and ask my subordinates to collect various magic pills and refine a furnace of immortal pills for Your Majesty. Although I dare not say that I will let Your Majesty ascend in the daytime, it is absolutely no problem to extend your life for hundreds of years."

Zhu Di laughed happily, and he nodded repeatedly and praised: "Miscellaneous, wonderful, Lu Aiqing understands my thoughts best." His face said a little unhappy: "Those monks and Taoist brothers are good at everything on weekdays, but they always stammer with me in this matter, so why not... I gave them the seven heavenly masters in Longhu Mountain, and I gave them purple-robed gold seals and sealed them as national teachers, but I refused to leave a fairy pill... Even the Narcissus long, I just said that I wanted to prolong my life, so he ran away without a trace. Humph, it was still the Lu Qing family who understood my thoughts best."

On this battlefield, Lu Feng used a basic witch clan cultivation method without hesitation to exchange for Zhu Di's reward. "Lu Feng heard that, I will grant you the title of Duke Zhongyi today, and I will command the governor of the Five Cities of Yingtian Prefecture, the Jinyiwei, and the other authority to serve the six deacons of the six ministries." After thinking for two breaths, Zhu Di waved his hand and smiled: "Officers below the third rank, the Junqing family will take action first and then report." After saying that, Zhu Di immediately wrote the imperial edict, stamped a large seal, and handed it to Lu Feng.

"Miaopia, Miao, Monk Daoyan, you can't imagine that it's just a mere ritual of cultivation? What do you dare not give to the emperor? Hey, act against the heavens? I have handed over the ritual of the mantra, why didn't God come to chop me?... Hey, you have entered the court, don't you just want to control the emperor to do your business for you? But now, I, Lu Feng, have I just handed over a ritual of cultivation, and I have been named Duke, and became Lu Aiqing. Hey, if you know, you are afraid you won't be angry to death?"

After leaving the tent respectfully, Lu Feng winked at Zhou Chu and the others, shouting in a deep voice: "Correction of the military horses, be on guard right behind the central army's tent, ready to attack at any time. Bai Xiaoyi, Bajie, you two follow me to protect me. I must restore my skills as soon as possible so as to fight."

There was another cheer outside. Ma He, who lived up to expectations, slashed three Yuan Meng generals again, and slowly retreated back to the camp with a arrogant face with five thousand soldiers. He stood alone on the suspension bridge at the entrance of the camp, and gently shook the little finger of his right hand towards Chi Menger and other Yuan Meng generals who were ashen faced outside Xu Kai.

Chi Menger was so angry that the three corpse gods were trembling. He roared: "Come, attack me... Their army is only 80,000 at most. We have an army of 250,000 here, and we can easily annihilate him... First kill the emperor of the Ming Dynasty, then we will break the left and right armies, then we will head directly to Juyong Pass, and then go to the south."

The whip in his hand pointed, and suddenly thousands of horses galloped. The 30,000-yuan Mengjing Knight let out a ghostly howl, and 'Oh' rushed towards the Ming army camp with a sound.

Ma He sneered disdainfully and shouted in a low voice: "Idiot." Then, he shouted loudly: "Archer, prepare...800 steps...700 steps...600 steps...500 steps...shoot." The long sword in his hand slashed out heavily, and a fiery red sword aura rushed straight into Yuntian, and a huge sound of breaking through the air burst out at a height of more than twenty feet.

With a "wow" sound, a total of 20,000 long arrows were thrown into the sky at the same time. After staying at the highest point for a while, they suddenly pierced the ground. The "puff, puff" sound made a loud noise. More than 3,000 Yuanmeng cavalry howled and fell off their horses, and were stepped into meat sauce by the team rolling behind them.

Another 20,000 long arrows were shot out, and another thousands of yuan of warriors fell to the ground. The blood had already dyed the grass directly in front of the camp a layer of red.

The third time was a flat shooting. Three rows of archers shot the last arrow at the Yuanmeng Jingqi, which was close to him, and immediately retreated to the rear. This round of shooting caused more than a thousand Yuanmeng warriors in the front to fall to the ground, with their horses and horses. The mounts of their companions behind them were often tripped by their bodies, rolling on the ground in a mess, and falling to death.

The archers retreated, but the crossbow soldiers on the whistle were still pouring arrows on the Yuanmeng soldiers. They were condescending, and the arrows shot out with powerful crossbows. Each arrow was deeply lost in the bodies of the Yuanmeng soldiers. The poisonous arrows made them lose their combat power in an instant. After struggling for a while, they died on the battlefield.

The subsequent Yuanmeng warriors roared and rode their horses to jump over the trench around the camp and rushed towards the fence of the camp. Some of the warriors' horses were shot by crossbow arrows in the air. The lost warriors immediately fell into the deep trench together with their owners, and their bones were broken. The arrows in the sky were like rain, and the horses were constantly jumping and jumping into the arrows. For a moment, the horses neighed and the screams of people resounded throughout the grassland. The blood flowers falling in the sky turned the green grass into blood red.

Thousands of Yuanmeng soldiers had already rushed to the fence. They waved the heavy weapons in their hands and chopped them up. However, the footsteps sounded, and countless Ming Dynasty spearmen snatched them from the back in an orderly manner, and the sharp spears penetrated deeply into their chests. The spearmen's hands turned and pulled them out, and the blood-stained spears were pulled out of the enemy's chest, and then stabbed them hard again.

The spear was like a forest, and the sharp spear head flashed with a dazzling cold light in the sun. The Yuanmeng warriors could no longer stop the horse stance, and they were simply driven by their war horses toward the tip of the spear. With such an impact, the leather armor on their bodies could not resist the puncture of the spear. Their bodies were like barbecue meat skewers, skewed on the spear like a forest. The rolling blood spring flowed down the gun rod, staining the arms of the spearmen red.

There was too much sticky plasma, and it was dripping down along the bodies of the Ming Dynasty spearmen. Gradually, small ponds of blood appeared on the grass, and then slowly soaked in, dyeing the grass black.

The impact of the Yuanmeng cavalry was blocked. Chi Menger was about to issue orders to dispatch troops. The gate of the Ming Dynasty camp suddenly opened, and ten thousand iron cavalry rushed out of the camp with a roar. They were holding crossbows in their hands, and as soon as they left the camp, they shot in a mess, killing the Yuanmeng spirit riders near the camp gate, causing heavy losses. The ten thousand Ming Dynasty cavalry hung the crossbow arrows on the Desheng hook, drew out their weapons, and under the leadership of Ma He and more than a dozen powerful generals, they roared and rolled to the right.

Ten thousand iron cavalry swung a little, and the two thousand Yuan Mengjing cavalry was cut off by weapons and armor. Ma He waved his machete, and while the Yuan Mengjing cavalry on the left side of the camp was not clear, he didn't know whether to continue attacking the camp or rescue his friendly troops, the Iron Cavalry team suddenly turned and rushed towards them. From a distance, another ten thousand arrows were pioneering. Nearly a thousand Yuan Meng warriors were shot to the ground before they could react.

Ma He shouted wildly: "Archer, what are you waiting for? Shoot."

The 20,000 archers in the camp agreed in unison, and the black arrow storm swept the open space between three to fifty feet outside the camp again. Blood fountains rushed, and blood was shining everywhere. The powerful arrows penetrated the human flesh and blood through the horse's body, bringing out blood and flesh. The red arrows were like woods, inserted into the grass obliquely.

The soldiers who were hit by Yuan Meng were completely panicked. They lost nearly 10,000 people in just one meal. The speed of the loss was too great. They were going to be hit from three directions at the same time, which made them completely confused.

Chi Menger looked at the panicked soldiers and couldn't help but sigh, shook her head, "I'll send them back, this group of wastes has simply lost all our faces."

The old man wearing excellent plate armor and who is the marching supervisor of the Golden Horde, smiled indifferently: "General Chimenger, how can your soldiers wear leather armor withstand their arrow attacks? Look at our soldiers, what are they wearing? They are all the most exquisite pure steel armor, which is the elite used to go to the battlefield. Hehe, in the next wave, let our soldiers go up and try it... Well, let you see the military power of our Golden Horde."

Chi Meng'er's face changed slightly, his eyes were a little red, but the chubby Babaer around him pulled him casually and said with a smile: "That's what it takes to be a blessing."

The generals of the Oirat tribe, Chimenger and others, all showed a faint sneer on their faces. Are your Golden Hordes very powerful? If you are really so powerful, why are you still entangled with those small countries in the West? Hey, let's brag now, you will know that they are amazing after suffering.

Nearly 20,000 yuan of remaining soldiers escaped with disguised armor. The proud heads of the past drooped helplessly. Thirty thousand people raided the Ming army camp and were driven back without even cutting a fence of the enemy. For these proud soldiers, this was even more uncomfortable than killing them.

Chi Menger said lightly: "You retreat and go and repair it. It will be the first group of you to attack the Ming army camp tomorrow morning." The generals of the 20,000-yuan Meng army calmed down. He saluted Chi Menger, and took the 20,000 subordinates to the end of the army in shame, and began to set up barracks and rest. The generals of the Golden Horde were slightly unhappy. What does it mean that they will attack the Ming army camp tomorrow morning? Could it be that Chi Menger thought that the warriors of the Golden Horde could not break through the Ming army camp?

The marching general hummed two air conditioners from his nose and shouted coldly: "You four are rectifying the troops and ready to fight... Well, the Ming army's arrows are powerful, don't attack from one direction. You attack from four directions at the same time. The formation must be dispersed and not too dense... The soldiers in the front all wore heavy weapons. After smashing the fence, the battle will be easy to fight. Don't forget that your companions have just been killed by the Ming people, and you must avenge him."

The four ten thousand men stared at Ma He, who was dispatching and commanding near the gate of the Ming army camp, knelt down on the ground and sang: "The descendants of Genghis Khan will never let their enemies go. We will take off his head as a sacrifice to our companions."

Under the order of four ten thousand men, the elite reinforcements of the 50,000 Golden Horde slowly started and rushed towards the Ming army camp from four directions. Their armor was distinctive, sharp weapons, and fat and strong war horses were indeed elite troops... Or, it can be said that from the outside, they seemed to be more than ten times more elite than their compatriots in the Ola tribe who were not fully clothed and armored.

Chi Menger smiled and bowed to the marching supervisor with a smile: "This time, I have to see the power of the brothers of the Golden Horde."

The marching supervisor smiled a few times and nodded softly.

In the camp, Lu Feng hid in a remote tent and ordered Bai Xiaoyi and Bajie to guard outside and not allow anyone to approach. Then he took out the immortal robe given by the God of Fantasy and looked at it carefully. "Good, don't be naughty with me, please let me wear you. It's great to see your elephant selling, but how to sacrifice you? You should be a treasure of the first-level immortal weapon? If you wear you, you should be beaten a little more than a kitten?"

I don't know what material this robe is made of. It is as light as nothing, transparent throughout, covered by rays of light. On the belt of the robe, nine jade beads the size of thumb are inlaid. Each bead is so gentle and smooth, with a glowing light, and it looks like it is not an ordinary person. A strange wave was released from the robe. If Lu Feng didn't hold it with his hands, it would be because of the slight fluctuation that the robe could flutter and turn freely in the air, like a living thing.

He sighed a long time, and Lu Feng, who was really unsure of his clue, could only use the last method. He took out a bone needle from the Zangtian Seal, and pricked his heart with one needle, taking a drop of hot blood from his heart. Seven consecutive mouthfuls of the true essence of the natal body sprayed on the blood, and the drop of blood slowly turned into a golden color.

A wisp of divine thought was separated from the purple palace and tied it to the drop of blood. Lu Feng sang softly in his mouth: "Nuo...南...南." The drop of blood hovered and shot into the robe. Suddenly, the robe was shining, and clouds and smoke rose everywhere, as if it had turned into a cloud of fog, slowly floating in Lu Feng's hand.

The so-called sacrifice and refining magic weapons is actually to put it bluntly, using the spiritual techniques provided by the person who creates magic weapons to connect their energy and the magic weapon into one, so that their soul can control the magic weapon to make attack or defensive actions. Each magic weapon has its own special energy fluctuation. As long as your spirit can match the energy fluctuation, you can use this magic weapon freely. However, the higher the magic weapon, the more mysterious and unpredictable the energy fluctuation, so without specific mental methods and spiritual techniques, ordinary people cannot control it and sacrifice and refine a top-quality magic weapon.

As for the so-called refining of magic weapons, it is actually a process of forcing the fluctuations of the magic weapons with powerful magic power. However, one's own mental fluctuations can be in line with the new fluctuations of the magic weapons. However, the prerequisite is: the person who refined must be stronger than the person who made magic weapons, and the person who refining magic weapons must be a master-level figure. Otherwise, even if the magic weapons are successfully refined, they will lose a lot of wonderful uses.

The method that Lu Feng is using now is the "Stealing Heaven-Stealing Method" of the Witch Clan. It can use a mysterious method to put your divine thoughts into a specific object to understand, be familiar with, manipulate and control the object. To put it bluntly, the biggest function of this "Stealing Heaven-Stealing Method" is to plunder other people's magic weapons. As for the various wonderful uses evolved from this method, it was unexpected.

But as soon as Lu Feng's blood had penetrated into the robe, Lu Feng's spiritual thoughts were combined with the fluctuations of the robe. He could feel every thread and every inch of the energy fluctuation of the robe, and could feel how the spiritual techniques inside it were arranged and how they worked.

The divine thoughts slowly passed through. Lu Feng was surprised to find that it looked like a thin layer of robe, but there were tens of thousands of layers. If each layer was looked at with divine thoughts, it would be a vast ocean. Lu Feng's energy was consumed faster and faster, and he put almost all his spirit into the robe. Looking for the past layer by layer, he wanted to find the spiritual core of a magic weapon recorded in the witch clan's classics.

Lu Feng didn't know how to describe this spiritual core. In short, since a magic weapon was generated, this thing must exist. It records everything about this magic weapon, including its effectiveness, the most basic energy fluctuations, the spiritual skills I have received, etc. With him, it is equivalent to having a magic weapon key, and you can truly control this magic weapon with your own divine thoughts.

In addition, when entering this magic weapon, I used my own hard work as a guide. When the spiritual core was revealed by the divine thoughts, it was when the magic weapon was subdued.

The colorful glow gradually rose, and Lu Feng was amazed at the incredible magic weapon. This magic weapon was like a small world, with wonderful and indescribable energy rushing in it. There were thirteen thousand five hundred and seventy-nine layers, and each layer was arranged with thirty-six subtle defensive formations. Lu Feng was amazed that this was not a magic weapon that could be created by immortals.

No wonder the God of Fantasy is impossible to refine this magic weapon with other means. Think about it, there are more than 10,000 layers, each layer of thirty-six formations, which are hundreds of thousands of formations. The energy fluctuations emitted by each formation are different. If you use the Spirit Arts to suppress them one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, the God of Fantasy needs to produce more than 400,000 hand spiritual techniques at the same time, which is simply impossible... Maybe the gods can do it, but the God of Fantasy is absolutely not.

What made Lu Feng stunned was that the nine beads were operating in the direction of the nine stars. Each bead could become the array eye of this robe, but the time for each bead to become the array eye was only a moment. The fluctuations of each bead were completely different, and even the fluctuations of the mother bead in the middle were changing at any time. In this way, if you want to use the Spirit Art to force the robe and then refine it again, you need to make at least 3.6 million hand spiritual arts at the same time...

"The person who made this dress is definitely a madman." Lu Feng could only say this. Such a delicate structure was just intentionally tormenting people.

However, compared with the witch clan's Heaven-stealing Technique, this magic weapon could not escape. After Lu Feng divided his three corpses into this robe, he finally found the spiritual core of the magic weapon with the support of endless chaotic energy. The powerful divine thoughts instantly broke into the spiritual core of the magic weapon, and countless magical words exploded in Lu Feng's mind with a "boom".

All the Taoist hand techniques he had learned before, such as the "Wind Rewarding Art", the "Water Rewarding Art", the "Waver Rewarding Art", etc., were gone. Under the guidance of the magical fluctuations in the spiritual core, Lu Feng's hands surrounded him into an extremely wonderful seal technique. One begins to move, and all things return to one.

All magic is superficial, and the most core is the "one". This coincides with the mind method of the witch clan, and it also leads to the same destination as the supreme path pursued by the Yiyuan Sect.

Lu Feng smiled and stood up slowly. He understood a lot of things in his mind just now, but he seemed to have not understood anything. The word Tao was so mysterious and hard to bear. The robe emitted colorful light, and it was poured into Lu Feng's body, turning into a close-fitting and extremely thin underwear and putting it on him.

Haha, Lu Feng walked out of the tent with great strides and looked at the sky. It was still early. He had only been cross-legged for a quarter of an hour. He shouted loudly: "Come here, rectify the troops and prepare for fighting. Hahaha, let's give those Yuanmeng Tartars some strength."

Outside, the 50,000 elite troops from the Golden Horde had already set up their troops to attack the camp. The four ten thousand men encouraged each other in the middle of the team: "Fight beautifully and let them know that we are the most orthodox heirs of Genghis Khan. We must let them understand that if they do not vassal in our Khanate, they will definitely have no future."

"Brothers, try to kill these Ming Dynasty barbarians, and we can go to the south to have fun. There are countless beauties and countless gold, silver and jewelry over there. Do you understand?"

Four sharp swords were raised, and 50,000 elite soldiers were about to attack.

In the Ming army's camp, Ma He tilted his nose with disdain: "A group of idiots, don't you know that the biggest advantage of their Yuan and Mongolian army is their mobility? They insist on attacking our camp, hehe, then let's go... Military officer, how many arrows do we have?"

The military officer rushed up, flipped through the account book in his hand and shouted: "Sir, in addition to the arrows taken away today, we have one million good long arrows... 200,000 were taken away today."

Ma He nodded with satisfaction: "One million arrows are enough for them to suffer well. Humph, I will fight for consumption with our Ming Dynasty. Do you Yuanmeng have this resource to fight with us?"

The elite soldiers of the 50,000 Golden Horde rushed towards the Ming army camp with a shout. The armor on their bodies shone, and the heavy sound of horse hooves made the Ming army camp seem to be shaking. The impact of these elite soldiers of the Golden Horde covered with heavy iron armor was indeed terrifying.

Chi Menger gritted her teeth and snorted coldly: "It's good momentum."

The marching chief laughed proudly: "Of course. Our Golden Horde is rich in the world. It is still affordable to have a full set of armor for only 50,000 cavalrymen."

As soon as they finished speaking, their rear army was in chaos. A large man was naked, riding an equally dark war horse, and howled like thunder in his mouth. He waved a huge iron rod in his hand, leading more than 10,000 cavalrymen toward Chimenger's rear camp like wind.

A general rushed up and was killed by the black man with a stick. Three generals rushed over, one of them was killed by the black man and kicked one to death, and then dragged it down from the horse with his hands and strangled one to death. Fifteen generals rushed up with a hundred elite soldiers, but they were immediately broken into pieces by the black man. The cavalry behind him rushed over and slashed around with his sabers. The small team was immediately chopped into pieces.

The commander of the rear battalion ordered two thousand-man teams to stop the Ming army's offensive momentum, but the black man roared, smashing more than 200 people in a row like a demon god, and forcibly stormed the two thousand-man teams. More than 10,000 cavalry behind him howled, forming a dense triangular impact formation, and blew over like the wind.

Chi Menger's body shivered for a moment, and he howled suddenly: "It's Li Hu... Master, you must take action yourself, or you also ask those old gods to take action."

Baba'er's eyes immediately turned red. He stared at the kitten's crazy killing figure and said coldly: "He is dead today." After that, his fat body jumped high and culled towards the kitten.

Chi Menger bit her teeth and shouted loudly: "Come, go to the four 10,000 teams and destroy this Ming army for me."

The shrill sound of Huba sounded. Chi Menger's military order had just been sent down. Before the army could be mobilized, two large armies had already arrived. Looking at the huge characters "Zhang" and "Zhang" on their flags, it was Zhang Yu, and the left and right armies arrived.

Now, the Yuan and Meng coalition forces, which had originally surrounded the Ming army's central camp, were surrounded by the Ming army from three directions. In particular, the cat, the evil god, was crazy killing in Chi Menger's back team, which made Chi Menger's camp chaotic.

The elite 10,000 teams of the five Golden Hordes who were preparing to attack received an order to return immediately. Their marching supervisor saw that the situation was wrong and prepared to converge the formation and first watch the battle situation clearly.

Just as the five 10,000 teams were about to withdraw, the gate of the Ming army camp and the camp gate on the right were opened at the same time. Ma He and Lu Feng led 10,000 cavalry to rush out with a roar. Ma He was quick, and he laughed wildly and rushed into the Mongolian army's team. He saw a ten thousand men's captain. Ma He jumped high and slashed heavily.

The heavy wolf-tooth stick in the hand of the ten thousand men swung the heavy wolf into the sky. With a "boom", the horse and jumped up, while the ten thousand men spit out a mouthful of blood and fled in a panic expression.

On this side, Babaer slapped the kitten with a palm. The kitten sneered, and the tiger roared out of the scabbard automatically jumped out of the scabbard and turned into a purple light that was more than twenty feet long, and stinged towards Babaer. Babaer screamed, his palm was stabbed in the face, and blood was splattering everywhere, and he turned around and left. The purple light hovered in the air, and more than two hundred heads had already landed on the ground. How could these Yuanmeng warriors be able to assassinate the kitten's flying sword?

Lu Feng was even more energetic and roared and led the conflict of 10,000 elite troops. The iron bow in his hand kept firing arrows, and specifically issued hidden arrows to the generals in the Yuan and Mongolian army. How powerful is his true power? Where can those generals resist his hidden arrows? They were all fallen one after another, and the Yuan and Mongolian army became even more panicked.

Before the 50,000 Golden Horde could fight, the elite troops were forced to flee in the direction where their marching general was located. For a moment, the Yuan and Mongolian coalition forces were in chaos.

The dull golden drum sounded, and the golden dragon flag in the Ming army camp rose. Suddenly, a huge roar came out on the grassland. Zhang Yu, the left and right armies, and the central army brigade led by Zhu Di personally came out in full swing and rushed towards the Yuan and Mongolian coalition forces.

Bai Xiaoyi, the fourth little girl, Zhou Chu and other Jinyiwei masters were tightly guarding Zhu Di, who was full of armor, and watched Zhu Di wave the broken jade knife, breaking out the sword energy of about two meters long, and rolling up his heads...

Arrows spread across the sky, and the flash of swords and guns illuminated the entire grassland, and more than 400,000 troops on both sides collided with a loud bang.

The 50,000 elite troops of the Golden Horde seemed to want to preserve their strength, retreated again and again, refusing to fight head-on with the elite iron-armored cavalry led by Lu Feng and others. However, Chimenger and his Oirat cavalry were disrupted by attacks in four directions, and the team was messed up, and they could not rectify the effective attack.

Arrows from both sides flew past the air. The Ming army's archers were obviously a little stronger than those of the Yuan and Meng army. The quality and strength of the arrows were much stronger. In addition, the Ming army's armor was much more sophisticated than the leather armor of the Oirat. After shooting each other for half a quarter of an hour, Yuan Meng suffered heavy losses, left thousands of corpses, and retreated to the rear in a mess.

Once the formation was loose, it could no longer stop the five fierce tigers from the desperate attacks of Lu Feng, Xiao Mao, Ma He, Zhang Yu, and the five tigers. Chi Menger's central army gradually became unstable and retreated helplessly. The surrounding soldiers ran randomly, hindering the pace of Yuan Meng's elite and could not organize effective resistance at all.
To be continued...