Wan County, Changganli. The last Qin army was surrounded by groups.

After crossing the river, the 40,000 Qin troops were immediately attacked by the Ming army from Wanxian, Jingxian and Xiushui River Bridge. The living space was compressed step by step. When the remaining troops were compressed into Changganli, only more than 5,000 people were left.

The two cavalry units of Zhuifeng Camp drove nearly 10,000 people back and forth on the battlefield, but did not launch an attack. Their mission was to block the last retreat of the remaining Qin army, and the final blow was initiated by the miners' camp.

Now the Qin army has to face the heavy infantry of the miner's battalion. This is the world's top army that once fought against the strongest cavalry of Deng Su of Qin and never had a disadvantage. Without any chance, no one would be willing to fight them against this situation.

Because the result of being forced is just a dead end.

If it were under normal circumstances, Yuan Yiqiu had countless ways to drag down this heavy army, but now, even though he knew he was defeated, he could only fight to the death.

Even if the result of doing so is to die.

The five thousand infantry soldiers of the miners' battalion slowly unfolded. In the eyes of the Qin army were a black steel jungle and long spears, big swords and iron shields.

Lu Feng stood in the middle of the team. The battle had come to an end and it was finally his turn. Over the past period of time, his miner's camp has been so suffocated.

Lu Feng knew the weaknesses of the miners' battalion. It was difficult for their heavy troops to climb up the city. In terms of speed, they not only could not run away from the cavalry, but even ordinary infantry could not win. The combat advantages of the miners' battalion were obvious, but their shortcomings were also obvious.

Only under these specific conditions can the miner camp show its strengths.

He pulled the armor suddenly, raised the big knife in his hand high, waved it downwards, and shouted loudly: "Attack!"

Rows of black steel jungle slowly moved forward, and ignored the feather arrows falling from the sky. The feather arrows fell on their heads, and they were just a jingling sound, and they couldn't even tickled them.

"Run!" Jin Shoude led his people to launch a desperate attack. Standing there, they would squeeze these iron racks to death. The Qin army shouted and rushed forward, crashing heavily on the rows of slowly advancing iron shields. These iron shields had once shaken the impact of the Qin cavalry head-on, but these infantry could not shake it.

The spear stabbed on the iron shield and snapped. The first thing that could not bear was the gun rod. It immediately broke into two pieces. The big knife slashed on the iron shield. The iron shield trembled slightly, and the blade was immediately covered with gaps. The shield surface of these iron shields was not smooth, but covered with dense small iron piles.

The attack was useless and the momentum was slightly reduced, and long spears immediately pierced from behind the iron shield. The sound of chirping kept ringing, and one stab at the same time, and the row of Qin soldiers in front was pushed to the ground.

With a loud bang, the iron shield slammed heavily on the ground, and speared up, constantly harvesting the Qin army that was rushing to death.

Jin Shoude rushed up, and his two punches hit the iron shield in front of him with a loud bang. The two iron shields on both sides were immediately deformed and concave inward. The two Ming soldiers behind him fell softly to the ground without saying a word. Jin Shoude rushed in with a roar, and took only two steps forward. He looked up and found that another row of iron shields was standing in front of him.

Roaring wildly, two more punches were punched out, knocking down the blocker in front of him again, and then rushing forward.

The ninth-level master Jin Shoude used his blood body to split the soldiers of the miners' camp in front of him, but no followers could follow up. The moment Jin Shoude broke in, the soldiers of the miners' camp on both sides had already closed the gap and instantly filled the gap. The Qin army rushing up behind was immediately stabbed to the ground by the spear that was stabbed in.

Jin Shoude rushed forward too quickly, and in an instant, he had knocked down three rows of iron shield soldiers, but he had completely become a lonely man trapped in the formation.

After he rushed through the third row, around him, the soldiers of the Miner Battalion had changed directions silently. Eight Miner Battalion soldiers advanced together and stabbed out with a spear in their hands.

On the only high ground in Changganli, Yuan Yiqiu watched Jin Shoude lead his troops to launch a decisive charge, and watched batches of soldiers fall before the black jungle. He watched Jin Shoude rush into the formation, watched Jin Shoude as he became difficult from the beginning as fast as wind and fire, and watched Jin Shoude gradually blooming blood flowers on his body, and watched the steel men slowly squeeze Jin Shoude's space bit by bit.

He tears fell like rain.

Even a level nine master is trapped in such a steel jungle, and it is impossible for him to escape easily, not to mention that Jin Shoude has completely died.

The steel jungle that was still standing still just now suddenly began to move forward again, completely ignoring among them, there was also Jin Shoude who was wrapped in it.

Jin Shoude had completely lost his strength to move forward and was actually squeezed by the entire moving torrent of steel and moving towards Changganli.

The army was moving, but the attack and squeezing against Jin Shoude did not stop.

When he once again punched his two fists fiercely and knocked over the two iron shields in front of him, the Ming soldiers behind him still had the strength to stab the spear in their hands.

He opened his hands and grabbed the two spears in his hands. Before he could do the next move, the spears from the other three aspects stabbed violently with the sound of wind.

Jin Shoude cried out loudly and exerted force suddenly. He threw the two spears in front of him forward with great force. He threw the spear at such a short distance. The powerful force broke through the iron armor of the soldiers in front of him. The two soldiers fell down without saying a word, but Jin Shoude was also picked up by several spears at this moment and threw them into the air.

The man was only a few feet away from the ground, and there were countless big swords slashing at him immediately.

A blood rain collapsed, and Jin Shoude was cut into countless pieces of flesh and blood, falling from the air.

The sound of bangs continued, and the iron armor in the middle that had just been disturbed by Jin Shoude quickly closed together, and followed the pace of the front team and continued to move forward.

In Changganli, the last two thousand Qin troops were silent.

A powerful level nine master was killed in the military formation by some ordinary soldiers.

Yuan Yiqiu looked miserable. Looking at the approaching steel jungle, he slowly drew his sword, looked around, and looked at the last tribes: "Let's go to survive. If you are willing to surrender, surrender. No one will blame you. You are already very brave."

After giving up this sentence, Yuan Yiqiu let out a long roar, and suddenly pulled up and rushed forward, like lightning, and in a moment he reached the army formation of the miners' camp.

A series of long spears immediately stood up and stabbed towards Yuan Yiqiu in the air. He waved his swords and formed a sword light on the military formation. Yuan Yiqiu's body was constantly on the blades of a spear, stepped on the backs of a knife, and rushed forward quickly.

His eyes were staring at the golden-edged sun and moon flag watching the battle in the distance.

Behind him, more than 2,000 Qin troops shouted, and they followed the commander and launched a final attack on the Ming army.

"Qin Feng, do you dare to fight?" Yuan Yiqiu didn't have to look back, and knew what his soldiers were doing. They were using death and blood to strengthen themselves.

He roared angrily.

"Qin Feng, how dare you fight?"

The shouts were like thunder and rolling across the battlefield. Yuan Yiqiu was extremely fast and had already passed the miner's camp in a blink of an eye. The miner's camp did not turn around because of Yuan Yiqiu. Without any hesitation, they continued to move forward without any hesitation. What they were about to crush was the enemy in front of them. As for the enemy who had passed them, there were naturally others to cook.

In front of Qin Feng, two armies of Hu Ben and Yu Lin were standing in front of him. Looking at Yuan Yiqiu getting closer and closer, Jian Fang and Jiang Hao raised their hands at the same time: "Arrow!"

Countless crossbows instantly raised their heads and aimed at the figure rushing straight. Just waiting for the next order to arrive, thousands of crossbow arrows would shoot into the air. Not to mention that Yuan Yiqiu was only at the peak of level nine, even a master could shoot him down.

"Let him come!" A faint voice came from behind, but it was not loud, but it spread throughout the battlefield.

Jian Fang and Jiang Hao put down their hands and shouted loudly: "Should!"

The crossbow lowered its head.

"Split!"

The soldiers of the two battalions turned left and right, scattering left and right with neat footsteps, and in an instant a large area was given up. When Yuan Yiqiu arrived at this place, the place was completely empty, and at the end of the open space was the Great Sun and Moon Flag with gold edges.

Under the banner, Qin Feng lives in the middle, Min Ruoxi on the left, and Yinggu stands on the right. The three masters of the Ming Dynasty are looking at Yuan Yiqiu who is coming from the sky easily.

Yuan Yiqiu fell to the ground and looked back at Changganli. It was just the effort of these breaths that the last two thousand Qin troops behind him had fallen under the swords and guns of the miners' battalion. At this time, the miners' battalion was turning around, and the back team turned into the front team, but did not press forward, but stood like a mountain.

The sound of horse hooves rumbling. The Fengfeng Camp and the Fire Death Camp, which had been outside, were rushing towards this side. The first one to arrive was a famous flag bearer. Then behind these flag bearers, cavalry rushed over and stood in line.

At this moment, there was only the sound of horses neighing in the battlefield, and tens of thousands of Ming troops were silent at this moment. Such military power made Yuan Yiqiu look so terrified. Is this the Ming army's army's victory in every battle? The Qin army lost unjustly!

He took a deep breath, slowly lifted his sword and pointed it to the opposite side.

"Qin Feng, how dare you fight?"

He shouted sternly.

"I'll go and clean him up!" Min Ruoxi was eager to try. By the Xiushui River, she suppressed Zhong Zhen with one punch, but Zhong Zhen and Yuan Yiqiu were obviously not of the same level. Zhong Zhen just tried hard to cross the threshold of level nine, and Yuan Yiqiu was away from the door, but there was only a piece of tissue that was not pierced through.
Chapter completed!