Seeing the Imperial Guards pressing over densely, they roared from a high place, and rushed towards the north like an angry tiger.

There is a reason for choosing to break through this direction. The south wind that temporarily rested due to the gathering became even more violently after the rain was pouring. The soldiers in the north were forced by the rain that was hit hard, and their vision was a little blurred. Although the rain did not cause too much damage to their strong combat power, it could only bring some discomfort to their actions. However, it was enough for them to break through the strong heights.

The two swords of life and death followed the high place, and the sword lights rushed into the flock of sheep, killing the imperial guards who were much less powerful in momentum and force one after another. The scene of flesh and blood flying stimulated the "madmen" fighting for survival. Inspired by the fearless courage of the high place, they rushed into the imperial guards fiercely, like a sharp lightning, stabbing into the enemy's chest.

In front of a powerful enemy several times that of himself, no one downstairs showed fear on his face, and they all rushed forward with passion. The powerful aura of wanton killing in the formation made the Xuanhu old man watching the battle an illusion, as if he was surrounded by people, and as if he was the weaker side.

The arrow array in the north dispersed under the concentrated and fierce impact of the high place and others. Almost subconsciously, the soldiers of the Imperial Guard felt that their opponents were with the heaven and earth, and they were rushing towards them together. The storm continued to fall into their eyes, nose and mouth, as if they were cooperating with their opponent's attack at all times.

They were afraid, panic, and retreated. How can people become enemies with heaven and earth? How can people be fearless?

Old Man Xuanhu did not expect that the Imperial Guards were suddenly attacked by their sudden impact in the situation of time, place and people. He snorted coldly, raised the flag, and showed his superb command ability. The morale of the army quickly stabilized. The Imperial Guards were worthy of being the elite king's army, and soon recovered. Under the command of the flag, the formation was changed in an orderly manner, forming a huge circle, trapping Gao Zu and others in the center again.

"The trapped beast is still fighting, see where else can you run?" Old Man Xuanhu sneered. Gong Shan looked at each other with a poisonous look, woke up from the shock of his opponent's powerful aura, and thought to himself that the trapped beast is still fighting, but it should not be underestimated.

Everyone who took the stimulant was as crazy as they all showed their combat power far beyond their usual strength, and rushed towards the enemy indomitable manner. However, the dense formation of the circular formation could not be broken through. Kill one, and another immediately filled the gap. Once these elite imperial guards recovered from their initial low morale, they immediately showed their strong combat power. They could not attack and kill themselves at high places, and were always in a passive state of being beaten.

The difference between military combat and ordinary warriors is too great. Fighting on the battlefield and the arena in the martial arts world are completely different concepts. There are swords and swords in all directions, and the vision is full of blood. You can never tell which wind sound is a fatal killer move. The left side blocks the right side, and the right side blocks the left side and then comes. Kill, kill, kill, uninterrupted weapon wielding, and uninterrupted turn and move, but the disadvantages cannot be escaped.

Old Man Xuanhu was also secretly shocked when he saw it. He could not have imagined that this group of people would have such crazy fighting spirit and such strong strength. The killer's master Gongsun Liang's cultivation and martial arts were obviously above him. Unfortunately, he did not know how to fight and could not show his skills. He was either attacked by the imperial guards or was hindered by his own people, and could never show his skills.

The ability of the double swords of life and death is even more shocking. Their martial arts are obviously not as good as Gongsun Liang, but their combat experience is as rich as a general who has been on the battlefield. He can take the head with a wave of his hand. If it weren't for the purpose of protecting the heights from time to time, they would never have had so many wounds on them. They should have stopped them both, so that if they lose their strongest combat power, they will soon collapse. But who will take them?

He definitely won't go. As the commander of the royal palace guard under the command of the Taiping King, his martial arts skills are so high that he is not able to deal with. It's okay if the two people cooperate with the Wujian sword technique to merge, they will definitely be doomed. And Gongshan's double poison is obviously no match for him. Then, just wait for them to be consumed by the Imperial Guards to slowly die. Anyway, there are so many people, they can't kill them.

The injuries on the high place broke out shortly after the fight. He could not exert some combat power and suddenly became the most vulnerable person on both sides of the enemy and us. Blood kept pouring out from his chest, and his spirit gradually stopped being excited during the loss of blood. In order to protect the sword, he no longer cared about killing the enemy, but he tried hard to wield the sword without passing through the wind and rain to protect him. However, they themselves had to be attacked from all directions at the same time. A series of wounds crisscrossed on their bodies, and they still gritted their teeth and persevered. Even though they knew that the high place was covered with copper and iron bones, they still refused to let him suffer any blows.

The killers kept falling downstairs, and most of them were quickly killed. The assassination masters trained by Gongsun Liang were so weak under the intensive killing of the royal city imperial guards.

Among the riots, the willow man was stabbed in the chest and fell down. Zhuge Feng rushed up like thunder and was stabbed to the ground by several weapons handed over at the same time. Yi Cangsheng and Qiqi rushed to them desperately, protecting them weakly and strongly.

The disadvantages in numbers are becoming more and more obvious, and almost all the people on the high ground have become blood. His own blood, other people's blood, and rain are all mixed together. The air is filled with cruel blood. Gongsun Liang endured a sword attacking from his back to rescue Dugu Danlan from the tiger's mouth, but fell into greater danger and killing.

Continuously injured, continuous death, continuous fall... stimulants cannot save anyone, no one can save anyone, high places closed their eyes in despair. On their side, there are not many people who can stand up, and the entire line collapses only in an instant.

A leader of the Imperial Guard smirked and stabbed the sword at Yi Cangsheng to fall to the ground. Suddenly, he felt a powerful true energy attacking him without warning. He instinctively turned around and had his all, but was hit by a blow. A thick-browed tiger-eyed man landed on the battlefield like a god. The six-edged iron hammer swung and attacked the approaching Imperial Guard into a meat sauce in an instant.

The man looked up at the sky and let out a long shrill sound, and it broke through the air far away. Then, a few long sounds came from the cold air, as if echoing. Two figures came flying like flying and blinked to the front.

Old Man Xuanhu was shocked by this sudden accident. After seeing what was going on, he really jumped up. He pointed at the great man of the god who broke into the formation, his lips trembled: "Huba!"

"Slaughter old man, and we are there!" Two figures pointed their feet and glanced at him coldly, and immediately shot the battlefield.

The old man Xuanhu looked at them in horror, his face suddenly pale: "Long Wu, Tie Shisan! How could it be? How did you come? All seven people who reported the news have been intercepted and killed!"

The man called Hu Ba ignored him and swung a hammer like a storm, forcing the surrounding guards far away. Tie Thirteen directly soared into the air and rushed towards the dying high place and the two swords of life and death surrounded in the middle.

Long Wu raised a black iron token in his hand, and his tongue roared: "General Long Xiang is here, the Imperial Guards obey the order, stop immediately!"

When the imperial guards who were fighting heard this order, they were all shocked. The habit of "soldiers obeying orders is their duty" that they had been unable to help but stop attacking.

Hearing this familiar voice at a high place in the semi-coma, he was excited, raised his head and looked at it, moaning: "Fuck, the author is quite conscientious, and finally sent someone to save us." After saying that, he tilted his head and fainted with confidence.

The old man Xuanhu trembled slightly: "Long Wu, you, General Long Xiang, cannot control the Imperial Guards. Prince Jinglun has an order, and the Imperial Guards grant me full authority. Why do you give orders to my sergeants?"

Long Wu's cold eyes were burning with murderous intent like a sea: "Since you are so amazing, just wait for a moment. The Iron Blood Army directly under my command will arrive soon. According to the dynasty's laws, General Long Xiang has the right to deal with the imperial guards who left Beijing alone! I don't know when the imperial guards will become Jinglun's. It's too blatant to you to rebel, right?"

The old man Xuanhu took a few big steps back, looked at the bleak battlefield, ran away without saying a word, and actually left hundreds of imperial guards in their place without caring about it. Gong Shan double poisoned each other and ordered: "All of them will gather and go back to Beijing to stand by." After that, they also hurriedly left. They knew in their hearts that the assassination of the little prince and the private transfer of the imperial guards were known by the King of Ping, and everything began to become tricky. The fake became real, the dark became bright, and the real battle had not begun.

The elites of the Imperial Guards looked at General Long Xiang under the command of the Taiping King, and were all inexplicably shocked. They were just soldiers and had always been used as chess pieces for others. How could they have ever been independent? The more than 200 corpses left on the ground will be a sin that they will never be able to eliminate.

"You go." Long Wu turned around and restrained himself from looking at them.
Chapter completed!