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Chapter 1968

Zhan Butai looked at this scene behind the formation, his face slightly ugly.

He was not worried that the soldiers of the Tianlao Army would do anything to him these days. After all, even if his personal soldiers could not resist, he could still run to other places.

There are so many troops outside this Shenxian Ridge, and he can get shelter wherever he goes.

But he couldn't afford to lose this person.

Moreover, if even the central army was destroyed by the Song army, it would undoubtedly have a great impact on the morale of the army under his command.

Since the war has been fought, Zhan Butai has mobilized all the troops he can use.

In the Jiankang Military District’s military camp, although the soldiers of the Jiankang Military District fought bravely, they were still gradually suppressed by the Yuan army.

The positions are constantly gathering.

The soldiers of Tianhui Army there gradually became dissatisfied.

The whole situation is still extremely bad.

After all, there are only more than 10,000 troops in Tianzhuo and Tianhui, so it is difficult to change the situation.

Now it only depends on whether the soldiers of the Tianlao Army can achieve success.

Although Fang Zhenshan knew that the enshrines of the Green Forest Camp had reached the front, he still led the soldiers of the Tianlao Army to pounce forward and rush towards the depths of the position.

He didn't know if Zhanbutai was there, but the Yuan army's big sword was there enough.

As long as he can cut off the Yuan army's flag, the morale of these Yuan soldiers will inevitably be greatly frustrated.

It is even possible to panic and retreat in panic.

This is them and the only hope for the Jiankang Military Region.

On the hillside, Su Quandang was still waiting.

Waiting for the best time.

After all, the Green Forest Camp Priests in the Yuan army took action.

When the soldiers of the two armies were fighting fiercely, they rushed forward together.

Several artistic conceptions suddenly swept through the air.

Even the surrounding Yuan army was shocked by these artistic conceptions.

"Calling fire!"

Fang Zhenshan's eyes widened, shouted loudly, and his voice was hoarse.

The soldiers of the Tianlao Army Special Forces Group opened fire at this moment.

In teams, the bullets they fired were not aimed at the entourages of the Green Forest Camp themselves, but blocked their surrounding routes.

With such cooperation, they have no idea how many times they have practiced in the military region.

It can be said to be from instinct.

There are about dozens of worshippers from the Green Forest Camp. Apart from the four Zhenwu realms, there are two Shangyuan realms, and the rest are masters of Zhongyuan realms.

The Shangyuan realm masters under Zhanbutai were almost killed when they assassinated Su Quandang before.

Those worshippers who rushed up the Shangyuan Realm were unable to come back alive and were fought to death by the worshippers of the Wuding Hall.

A mass of blood mist burst out.

Those Green Forest Camps in the Zhongyuan realm had no room for resistance against the concentrated fire of the special forces soldiers.

Only in this moment, most of them fell to the ground.

One of the two Shangyuan realms was also shot and fell to the ground.

Even the four Zhenwu realm, which was so fast that it was shocking, had one of them so badly that they were shot, and they were exactly the guy who had been injured before.

Such a situation caused the other worshippers to change their faces.

Fortunately, it takes time to fill the bullets, and the soldiers of the special forces regiment have a brief stop after this concentrated fire.

The remaining entourages of the Green Forest Camp rushed forward in a hurry.

After all, they rushed to the group of soldiers of the Tianlao Army.

In just a moment, the cold light flashed.

The soldiers of the Tianlao Army who were shocked by the artistic conception died one after another at their hands.

After filling in the bullets, the soldiers of the special forces regiment did not dare to shoot easily when they saw this scene.

Because these guys from the Green Forest Camp have been entangled with the soldiers of the Tianlao Army, if they gather fire again, it will inevitably affect the robes.

"Calling fire!"

Fang Zhenshan also saw all this. At this moment, his eyes were covered with blood, but he raised his sword and shouted loudly.

He also knew that the concentration of fire would affect his soldiers now, but he had no other choice now.

If these Green Forest Camps were not wiped out before they could reach the depths of the army, the entire Tianlao Army would have to be destroyed here.

If he was wiped out here, then the entire Jiankang Military Region and the Tianhui Army would be wiped out in the future.

Fang Zhenshan had to issue such an order.

However, when the soldiers of the Special Forces Group heard him shouting, they were still a little hesitant.

Fang Zhenshan suddenly turned around and said, "Let's fire!"

The soldiers in front have been shrouded in the artistic conception of the worship. If they do not fire now, they will only die more.

Dense gunfire sounded.

After all, the soldiers of the special forces group concentrated on the enthronement of these Green Forest Camps again.

Bullets swept through the air.

In an instant, many people screamed and fell to the ground.

There are worshipers from the Green Forest Camp and soldiers from the Tianlao Army.

The soldiers of the special forces regiment all clenched their teeth, and some people had depressed tears flashing in their eyes.

The psychological pressure they are under is undoubtedly the greatest.

They just opened fire on their robes.

Although it was a forced one, this was contrary to their always-standing belief.

Those Green Forest Camps were even more injured.

The effect of gathering fire twice was obviously very good. Except for the remaining three Zhenwu masters, the other Green Forest Camp worshipers were dead and injured at this moment.

These three guys were scared.

They had rushed into the crowd before, relying on the fact that the Song army would not open fire on their robes, just like when they assassinated Su Quandang before.

With the Song army sitting on the shield, they can live without worries.

But now, these Song soldiers ignored their own robes.

Crazy! This is really crazy! If Song Jun was so ignorant, even if they had high skills, it would be useless.

While there was still a distance away from the soldiers of the special forces regiment, these three guys did not dare to sweep forward any more.

They kept squandering their internal energy and killed countless soldiers of the Tianlao Army around them, and finally rushed to the back.

If they continue to stay here, they are at risk of death at any time.

The Song army's fire-raising tactic is simply a nightmare for these masters in the martial arts world.

"kill!"

Seeing this scene, Fang Zhenshan once again led the remaining soldiers of the Tianzhu Army to rush forward.

He was also getting angry.

Just now, the soldiers of the Tianlao Army were also seriously damaged because of the offerings of these Green Forest Camps.

Because when he was shrouded in the artistic conception of those guys, the soldiers at his forefront almost became the living targets of the Yuan army.

In just a short time, I don’t know how many soldiers were killed in the artillery fire.

Including those who were killed by those guys, I'm afraid there will be no more than a thousand.

The cultivation level of Zhenwu Realm is so terrifying.

When they emitted a sword energy, they often could kill more than a dozen people at any time.

"Kill!"
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