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Chapter 1972

When the three Zhenwu Realm Priests of Green Forest Camp saw this scene, their faces changed drastically.

But they are also powerless now.

Although an elder of Qixia Palace was injured, the cultivation level of the deputy palace lord of Qixia Palace was not a joke.

At this moment, it can be said that they are already suppressing them.

They couldn't even pull themselves out to protect the enemy.

Moreover, if we protect Tianbu, we will expose our identity as Tianbu.

Whether Zhan Tai can survive if he has already changed into personal soldiers' clothing depends on his own luck.

"Puff..."                                                                                                                             �

With Hou Wuyou exerting his strength, the warrior holding a big sword in the Yuan army was the first to be slapped out with his palm.

Although this warrior actually has quite good cultivation, he has no room for resistance in front of Hou Wuyou.

Even though he was still in the air, his bones were broken and he could not die again.

Immediately afterwards, Wuyou attacked the personal soldiers wearing armor that could not occupy the platform.

A strong internal energy burst out from his palm.

The personal soldiers and several generals next to them were blown away.

The armor exploded in the air.

Hou Wuyou has already reached here, obviously it will not be just a matter of destroying the big flag.

If he cannot occupy Taiwan, he will kill almost all the senior generals of the Jiankang Military Region, and he has no reason not to fight back.

Next, Hou Wuyou also cleaned up the high-level generals in the Yuan army here.

Master Tang Fu was not spared. He was slapped on the chest with a bow, and there was no breath behind the fallen horse.

Fortunately, I was still surrounded by artistic conception at this time, otherwise I would be so scared that I would be so scared that I would pee my pants.

After killing the Yuan army generals here, Hou Wuyou rushed towards the Yuan army and further behind.

He is the killing god in the crowd.

Almost as long as you see someone wearing general armor, you will reach out to take your life.

As he went further and further, he killed Yuan generals one by one.

"Hu..." When he was a little further away and his artistic conception passed, the Yuan army that had not been killed by him finally recovered from his awakening.

I don’t know how many luck people have in life, especially if they can’t occupy the market.

Although they couldn't move just now, those scenes were seen.

They watched Hou Wuyou kill those generals without talking nonsense.

Zhan Butai didn't even care about heartache and anger, and he had only a strong sense of luck in his heart.

Then he quickly shouted: "Retreat! Retreat!"

He didn't even want to stay here for a second.

Because although Wuyou killed him at this moment, the Tianzhu Army behind him may also be killed at any time.

He dared not place all his hopes on the Yuan army running towards this side.

He has to do something.

At this moment, he just wanted to survive.

What Zhan Butai didn't expect was that his loud roar attracted Hou Wuyou's attention.

Hou Wuyou was still rushing towards the Tianlao Army. Suddenly, when he heard such a shout from behind, he couldn't help but look back.

He just killed the Yuan army generals, why would anyone still issue orders?

If it is an ordinary soldier, even if he wants to shout, he should be shouting "run", rather than "retreat", right?

He didn't want the Yuan army to give orders.

Because he didn't want this Yuan army to run away at all.

Hou Wuyou's eyes were condensed on Zhan Butai, who had just fallen into his voice.

Draw the bow and take the arrow.

An arrow passed by in the sky.

Several Yuan troops were directly penetrated by this arrow in the middle.

"Um..." Zhan Butai, who was galloping forward, was suddenly stunned, lowered his head, and saw an arrow coming out of his chest.

It was covered with blood.

He turned around stiffly, looked at Wuyou with extreme doubt, and then was unable to fall into trouble.

He couldn't figure out why Hou Wuyou suddenly wanted to attack him until his death.

I wouldn't have thought that because of a little bit of my habit, I would ruin my life like this.

The surrounding Yuan army was confused.

They were all personal soldiers of Zhanbutai, and they had seen Zhanbutai change into armor before.

Before Zhan Butai was not dead, they were not too panicked, but now... those high-level generals died, and Zhan Butai was also dead.

An extremely panic-like mood suddenly arose in their hearts and soon encroaches on their hearts.

"The Marshal is dead!"

"run!"

"Run!"

I don't know how many people suddenly started to scream in panic.

This is the consequence of the death of the military commander.

Army like the Yuan army relies entirely on the main general to shock the scene.

The panic caused by the death of the Lord is absolutely unimaginable.

A group of Yuan army scattered in birds and beasts.

Then as such roar spread, more and more Yuan troops became panicked.

In a short period of time, these Yuan troops were completely disorganized.

Fang Zhenshan's Tianlao Army suddenly felt that the blockade ahead was much weaker.

The three entourages of the Green Forest Camp also changed their color after hearing such shouts. They did not dare to fight any more and quickly fled.

They didn't know if Zhan Butai was really dead, but no matter what, now that the soldiers were dispersed, they no longer had to stay here and fight to the death.

They rushed to the front of the Tiangang Army's village.

The deputy palace master and the two elders of Qixia Palace did not go forward to pursue.

They found Hou Wuyou's figure in the crowd and followed Hou Wuyou's pace.

In just a short time, the scene here was completely controlled by Hou Wuyou and the soldiers of the Tianzhu Army.

Most of the Yuan army scattered birds and beasts, and only a very small number remained, and they were constantly destroyed by the soldiers of the Tianlao Army.

When the Yuan army rushed over, they could no longer turn the situation around.

On the hillside, Su Quandang's face was full of excitement at this moment.

He saw it with his own eyes that Wuyou knocked the Yuan army's flag to pieces.

And at that time, he had already asked his personal soldiers to go down and pass on orders to make the entire army launch a counterattack.

Although it is impossible for the counterattack to defeat these Yuan troops at this time, all he needs is this kind of momentum.

As long as the momentum is raised, the Yuan army that saw the collapse of the central army will inevitably be panicked.

It is inevitable that loose sand will form at that time.

In a short time, in the battlefields of Dazhai, Jiankang Military Region, the sound of gunfire suddenly became much denser.

After receiving Su Quandang's order, the suppressed soldiers of the Jiankang Military Region launched a counterattack against the Yuan army.

I don’t know how many soldiers rushed out of the position.

This somewhat confused the Yuan army.

Why did the Song army, who had been suppressed and beaten, suddenly counterattack?

Do they want to die?

At this time, some generals in the army noticed that the Taichung army was scattered.
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