The scorching sun is in the sky, and there is an unpleasant smell of blood outside the Fengyu Pass. The moat of Fengyu Pass has long been bloody, but the ground outside the Fengyu Pass is also covered in blood. It is conceivable how tragic battles have occurred here.

Outside Fengyu Pass, inside the Ming army camp.

General Wang and Hong Zhu were bothering in the command camp: their speed was indeed very fast at the beginning. When they arrived outside Fengyu Pass, there were only 80,000 iron cavalry in Fengyu Pass (20,000 died when siege). At that time, the two immediately decided to attack the city, and the Yuanmeng iron cavalry in Fengyu Pass also knew the power of the million-dollar army of the Ming Dynasty outside.

They did not go to war, they only did persevere. Relying on the hardships of the wind and rain gate, the 80,000-yuan elites fought desperately to resist the crazy attack of the Ming Dynasty army.

After a day of bloody battle, reinforcements from various tribes of Yuan and Mongolia arrived one after another, and the strength of Yuan and Mongolia immediately increased. General Wang, who knew that the Yuan and Mongolian soldiers were powerful, had already established defensive fortifications at Fengyu Pass. At this time, when he saw that the Yuan and Mongolian army had greatly increased its power, he immediately retreated to the fortifications and prepared to rely on defense to prevent the Yuan and Mongolian army from attacking the inland.

General Wang’s tactics are correct, and the death ratio between defense and offense remains at 1:2. Of course, this is because of the strongness of the Yuan and Mongolian army.

"Hong Zhu, now we are hiding here like this. Isn't it a shame for our Ming Dynasty?" General Wang asked with a smile at Hong Zhu on the side.

Hong Zhu is about 1.73 meters tall, a little fat, and doesn't like to communicate with others. He is a standard type of person who can never be found in a crowd of people. However, the strategies he used when fighting seem naive, but often have miraculous effects, which is why he was able to become a general.

When Hong Zhu heard General Wang's words, he smiled slightly and said, "Well... Marshal is humble. The first thing we are here is to prevent the Yuan and Mongolian army from entering the mainland. The second is to seize the Fengyu Pass. Now the Yuan and Mongolian army are equal to us, and the attack power of the Yuan and Mongolian people is slightly stronger than ours on average. If we attack the city again, it is a search for death. In a strong city like Fengyu Pass, the number of deaths in the siege is at least five times that of the defensive troops."

Hong Zhu took a deep breath and continued: "Even now our fortifications can make the Yuanmeng people suffer twice the casualties. It can be seen that defense is much simpler than siege. All we have to do now is not to let the Yuanmeng people come in."

General Wang smiled and nodded, very satisfied with Hong Zhu: he was careful, cautious, and extraordinary. The only thing that disappointed General Wang was that Hong Zhu was too taciturn. He was so taciturn. He was stuffy in his stomach. Perhaps this was why Hong Zhu was careful.

"Beep—" the sound of a trumpet sounded.

General Wang and Hong Zhu looked at each other and couldn't help but smile bitterly: "This Yuanmeng man is really not afraid of death, he is coming to attack again." The two of them immediately walked out of the tent.

"The warriors of the Ger tribe, now is your chance to make meritorious contributions, everyone will fight!" A warrior who was extremely thin but had a look like a falcon, shouted loudly with his internal strength.

"Oh~~~~~~~~" A large group of Yuanmeng soldiers howled, waved the scimitar in their hands, and rushed towards the Ming army.

Hong Zhu suddenly frowned and said, "Marson, this is a warrior of the Ger tribe. The Ger tribe is the first tribe of Yuanmeng, and the warriors' attacks are also the strongest. This time it is estimated that the defense will be very difficult."

General Wang nodded and said, "Well... you are right, but don't worry about this. There are still many people I have arranged to resist, and they are divided into several echelons."

"Two marshals, are you sure about this defense?" A clear and crisp voice sounded, as crisp and pleasant as the lark's voice.

Hong Zhu and the Old General Wang immediately turned around and looked at the heroic princess in front of him. The Old General Wang smiled and said, "Princess, don't worry, we are very confident."

Le Yue didn't say anything, but looked at the Yuan and Meng army and the Ming army attacking each other. It was obvious that the Yuan and Meng army seemed very arrogant and imposing, and the Ming army could only hide in the fortifications.

General Wang's face also became extremely solemn: the power of these Yuan and Mongolian troops was too strong, and he actually curled up the defending Yuan and Mongolian troops to attack.

"Brother Langfeng, can you help them?" Le Yue said coquettishly at Langfeng beside her.

Lang Feng immediately had a smile on his face, and he would unconditionally agree to any request from Le Yue. When General Wang and Hong Zhu saw Lang Feng going to fight, they immediately had a smile on their faces. Lang Feng's powerful attack had been fully displayed a few days ago.

One person killed five thousand people, but he was not hurt at all. This record already says everything.

"Le Yue, don't run around here, I'm going!" Lang Feng smiled and rushed forward immediately. Le Yue looked at Lang Feng's back and felt a sense of security in his heart. "How great would it be if he was my dear brother!" Le Yue pouted and said intimately. Whenever he saw Lang Feng's concerned gaze, Le Yue felt like a brother.

Lang Feng looked at the large number of Yuanmeng warriors in front of him, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Buzz--"

With a sound of the sword, a very simple slash of horse slash appeared in Lang Feng's hand. Lang Feng gently stroked the knife's face: This knife was created by Zhang Xingfeng with the Secret Heaven Stone for Lang Feng. At that time, Lang Feng's skill had not yet reached the Golden Pill stage, so it was perfect to use this slash of horse slash.

Now facing these Yuanmeng people in front of you, the "Bi Blood" (this is the name of Lang Feng himself) in his body is not worth it. This horse-slashing saber made by the Secret Heaven Stone is very good.

The wolf's eyes narrowed slightly.

"call!"

Afterimage!

A afterimage kept flashing in the Yuanmeng Warriors' camp. Each afterimage carried a sword light, and each sword light had to take away a bunch of blood...

The Yuanmeng Warriors' camp immediately began to become chaotic, and the attacking formation began to dissipate.

A big man Yuan Meng, who looked like an officer, shouted: "Don't mess up, he's only alone!" As he said that, the officer flashed and leaned towards Langfeng. When he saw the officer's body movement, he knew that the officer was a top master.

"Blood-red handprint!" Lang Feng's eyes opened slightly, and a cold light flashed away. Lang Feng still knew a little about the handprints of Tantric Buddhism. The highest level known now - the master of the Nascent Soul Realm can emit transparent handprints. The master of the God Realm can emit black handprints. The master of the Heaven Realm can emit that kind of blood red but also has a faint black handprint. The first-grade master is gorgeous blood red.

It is obvious that the person in front of him is a first-rate master or higher, and it is not ruled out that this person has retained his strength.

"The first sword of the Killing Sword Technique - Slash - Hua - Shan!

The wolf roared violently, and his body suddenly rose to a height, and suddenly fell down. The saber slashed at the officers of Yuan Meng with a strong sword light.

"Hmph!" Officer Yuan Meng seemed to see the power of the wolf's strength, and suddenly snorted coldly, his body suddenly changed, and he faintly fantasized. He didn't know that he was the real body. He simply broke this move.

The wolf's edge changed to a horizontal slash, and Long Yin said: "The third method of the killing technique is the earth - the hell - ten thousand - disaster!"

The move of Hell Wanjie showed powerful power in the hands of Langfeng, and the waves of swords followed one after another, as if they were rushing towards Yuanmeng officers endlessly.

Officer Yuan Meng was frightened and looked at the endless attacks like waves, not only did he let go of confidence in his heart, but as a top master, he knew that he could not give up. Once he gave up, there would be only one result - death!

"The seal of essence and blood!" Officer Yuan Meng's face showed a hint of cruel expression and he growled.

Suddenly, the hands of the Yuan Meng officer turned red, as if blood was flowing. As the Yuan Meng officer's fingers changed, their hands became redder and redder.

"Puff!" Officer Yuan Meng suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

A bloody handprint suddenly appeared on both hands, which was much thicker than before. The most important thing was that the handprint had already appeared faintly black. The blood from the mouth of officer Yuan Meng fell on the blood handprint.

The bloody handprint immediately shone brightly, and within a hundred meters around it, it was actually shrouded in red light. The wolf's face looked solemn, and he did not notice that the Yuan Meng officer had retreated at this time.

Lang Feng wanted to retreat, but he felt the faint bondage of the Blood Handprint on him. Although he could quickly break free of this bondage, when he broke free, the Blood Handprint would have already attacked.

Can't retreat, only attack!

"The strongest mystery of the Killing Sword Technique - Kai - Tian - Pi - Earth!"

lightning!

bright!
Chapter completed!