I really don't want to be a disaster

His fist can even break ten meters of mountain rocks with one punch, with great ease.

Now, the professional spy who stayed in Lumen Pass raised an old dog and escaped from the sewer biting a dense scroll. Using this clever method, he finally delivered the information on Lumen Pass to the Eighth General.

"Just 500 people, hahaha! Just 500 people, so what if we add 5000 Shenwu troops? Do you think you can stop my [-] Eastern King's army with [-] people?"

The Eighth General laughed out loud, breathing heavily, completely oblivious to his miscalculation just now.

……

"The eight generals made a wrong count again."

The Eight Generals laughed too loudly and passed into the camp.

murmured a new soldier.

"Hush!" The veteran on the side immediately covered the recruit's mouth: "Aren't you trying to kill yourself? The Eighth General has always been unambiguous and irresponsible. If he said it was twenty-five thousand, then it was twenty-five thousand, even if he said yes Two hundred and five, that's right!"

The soldier was stunned.

The veteran told the recruits in a deep voice: "If you want to live longer on the battlefield, you have to fight not for bravery, but for wit! The Eighth General never counts correctly. Have you ever seen someone mention it in front of the Eighth General? "

"It seems, no."

"Hey, that's for sure. The last person who pointed out that the Eighth General had miscalculated in front of the Eighth General was assigned to the front row with his bare hands, stood in front of the shield soldiers as a bait, and was chopped to death by the enemy."

"..."

……

That night.

The two sides were in their respective camps, stretching their necks, observing the changes on the opposite side.

The two sides are confronting each other, both are waiting, and both are holding back.

Whoever can't bear it first will launch the next battle.

But during this period of time, most of the Eastern King's Army was on the active side, and Lumen Pass was almost always on passive defense.

until late at night.

The closed city gate of Lumenguan was opened again, and a group of armored soldiers, waving the banner of Shenwu, rode war horses, formed a horse formation, and charged out from Lumenguan in mighty force.

Chapter 930

Outside the Lumen Pass.

The 2 Shenwu Army, plus [-] elites from Lumenguan, formed an army of "[-]", which was in close contact with the Eastern King's Army.

The Eastern King's Army is well-equipped and has strong men and strong horses.

But the Shenwu Army is not bad either.

The two sides handed over head-on, and the battle situation fell into anxiety for a while.

In front of Lumen Pass, there is an endless plain where cavalry is king.

Both sides are cavalry, it depends on who can ride well.

"you're old!"

The Eighth General stared at the saddle with both legs, leaped high, and punched the old General Shenwu with a punch.

"Hahaha! When the old man killed the enemy on the battlefield, you hadn't stopped breastfeeding yet!"

General Shenwu deserves to be Old Jiang,

The importance of deep harmony on the battlefield.

As soon as he said this, the Eighth General's complexion turned dark, and his fists became even more violent.

"let me!"

At this time, beside the horse of General Shenwu, a frail general climbed to the sky in place and drew a sword.

In an instant, the surrounding temperature dropped suddenly, and everyone's armor was covered with a layer of snow-white frost.

"It's a monk!"

The Eighth General's face darkened, and monks and monks could not be generalized.

Just because he was able to punch a cultivator in the Qi training realm didn't mean that he wouldn't panic when facing the Jindan cultivator.

"The idea is tough! Call him!"

When the Eighth General saw the icy sword energy released by the opponent, freezing the air, his mind suddenly trembled, and he retreated with the wind of his fist.

Immediately afterwards, behind the Eastern King's Army, with a whoosh, the Eighth General shook out a dozen sneaky men in black robes.

The dozen or so men in black robes are the mysterious monks that Ling Yunzhi mentioned.

In the past, they were responsible for guarding the supply front behind the Eastern King Army.

When the eighth general heard the news of the arrival of the Shenwu Army, in order to ensure safety, he invited more than a dozen monks to the front line for foreign aid.

More than a dozen monks are obviously from the same school.

They were covered in black aura, and at the same time they slapped Xia Xiaoman's Frost Snow sword aura.

The mighty ripples, like a cage, confined Xia Xiaoman's offensive within a radius.

Jian Nanchun used the illusion function of the Tianji sword to stay in the dark, and when he saw this, he secretly sweated for his junior sister.

Unexpectedly, in mid-air, Xia Xiaoman changed his moves without any haste, united his sword and man, and broke through the encirclement.

"Chase!"

A dozen or so dark monks, seeing that they had the upper hand, were ready to kill them all.

"You are deceiving people too much!!!"

As soon as Xia Xiaoman skimmed a hundred meters, he stopped abruptly and turned around, with a tragic expression on his face, his whole body glowed with dazzling white light, and his majestic voice resounded over the battlefield: "Scholars can be killed, but not humiliated! I won’t make it easier for you! Take your life!”

"She's going to blow herself up!"

"Why so suddenly!"

"Too strong!"

Seeing that Xia Xiaoman was about to explode his golden core, the dozen or so monks who were just about to catch up were stunned, they didn't expect the other party to be so steel cracked, they exploded as soon as they said it.

You, you don't play your cards according to common sense!

A dozen or so monks reacted extremely quickly, and when they saw something was wrong, they backed away immediately.

Cultivators are no better than soldiers. Soldiers dare to die on the battlefield, but monks are absolutely impossible.

Cultivators have spent tens of hundreds of years in order to live forever, and no one is willing to die here for this mere battle.

Backing away quickly, almost without thinking about it, this is a move from the heart.

But what they didn't expect was that this staunch monk, just as a bright white light appeared on his body, retracted the next second, and flew straight to the rear of the battlefield.

A dozen or so monks stared at each other's far away figure, and after a moment of sluggishness, they suddenly realized.

"We... were deceived?"

……

"Where did you learn the bad move?"

Jian Nanchun couldn't sit still when Xia Xiaoman was about to "explode himself", and was ready to come out to help.

Leaving aside the fact that he had guaranteed the ticket with Junior Brother Lin Yi, he must take good care of Junior Sister.Besides, Lin Yi's junior sister is also his Jian Nanchun's junior sister, no matter what he says, it is impossible for his junior sister to fall here.

But seeing this turn of events, Jian Nanchun was dumbfounded if he wanted to explode or not.

Why is this kind of behavior so outrageous?

"Senior brother Lin Yi said that if you have to run, you are the real hero. If you keep the green hills, you will not be afraid of running out of meat! Besides, this is not called a bad move, but a strategy!"

Xia Xiaoman and Jian Nanchun were hanging in the air.

Confronted with a dozen monks at a distance.

The dozens of monks were fooled, and they were very angry, ready to regain their glory and kill them.

When they saw Jian Nanchun standing side by side with Xia Xiaoman, and the Thousand Manifestation Umbrella spinning spirally behind Jian Nanchun, commotion broke out among the dozen or so monks again.

"It's Jian Nanchun from Tianjianmen!"

"It's the Jian Nanchun who claims to be 'others have swords, but others have umbrellas, and wear white clothes to shine on Shenzhou'!"

"The dignified Golden Core cultivator of the Heavenly Sword Gate, why are you here?"

Jian Nanchun is well-known in the circle.

Even if others don't recognize his face, they can still recognize this person from his unique "flying sword".

Jian Nanchun roamed the rivers and lakes when he was young, leaving behind many legends.

Now, these messy legends have finally come in handy and frightened Xiao Xiao.

Xia Xiaoman was condescending, overlooking the battlefield.

Although the Shenwu Army is elite, but only 2 people, against 5 people, it is at an absolute disadvantage in terms of numbers.

The multiplied gap in the number of people cannot be easily made up for by a little bit of personal strength and well-equipped equipment.

General Shenwu is indeed old.

When he was young, he could kill eight generals with one sword.

But at this moment, the Eighth General's fists were whistling, and General Shenwu was beaten back steadily.

"retreat!"

Behind the mask of General Shenwu, his expression changed, and he slashed out a bloody blade, cutting off the horses and horses of several Eastern King Army miscellaneous soldiers and horses around them. The sand rose up, and he decisively issued an order to retreat.

Looking back, there were corpses spread all over the battlefield, from both sides.

After General Shenwu issued the order to retreat, the members of the Shenwu Army did not love to fight, and turned around and ran away with a flick of the reins.

"Hahaha! So, you are old!"

Although the Dongwang Army was also in this hard-to-hand confrontation, it is roughly estimated that 2000 people were lost, and the other party also lost 2000 people.But can 5000 out of 2000 people be the same as 2000 out of [-] troops?Among them, the difference... the eighth general thought about it, but he didn't count how much he had traveled. In short, he felt different, and his heart was full of joy.

"Give this general...chasing!"

A series of military orders were passed down.

The "East" flag waved out bursts of rhythm.

The whole army understood, rushed forward in one go.

Lumenguan has been huddled in the city for a month, and the eight generals are suffering from imperfect siege equipment, and it is difficult to capture the city.Today it is rare to take advantage of the foreign aid of the Shenwu Army at Lumen Pass, get carried away and go out of the city to fight. How can the Eighth General let go of this rare opportunity and rush forward.

There is a saying in the art of war, you should rush when you should, don't miss the opportunity.

……

From a height,

The appearance of the Shenwu Army retreating was in a state of disarray and disintegration.

But their horses were very strong, and they ran extremely happily, and they pulled a certain distance in a blink of an eye.

"My lord general, there seems to be something wrong! The art of war says, don't chase after the poor..."

A military division accompanying the army was wearing light armor. With his rich experience, he sensed something was wrong, so he immediately stepped forward and reported it to the Eighth General.

But before he finished his suggestion, the eighth general slapped the general and division off his horse with his backhand, making the military division stunned.

"I'm poor ass of your grandma! Is it you who understand the art of war or the general who understands the art of war? Why don't you come to be a general if you understand the art of war? Talking nonsense to disturb the morale of the army, take it down! Dispose of it according to the military law!"

The military division was taken away crying.

The Eighth General led the rest of the Eastern King's elite and ran all the way across the plain.

far away,

Rumbling--

The deer gate was closed and the city gate was opened wide, welcoming the Shenwu army into the city hastily.

"Sure enough, as the ancients said, the opportunity must not be missed, and the time will never come again! Let's go, the whole army will attack!!!"