At the foot of Huang Chao's camp, the corpses of soldiers on both sides were stacked layer by layer, almost piled up into a low wall. Blood seeped into the ground, dyeing the brown land with red color. There was so much blood that the ground could no longer be absorbed. The boots passed by and splashed red water. More than 100,000 armored soldiers were still fighting back and forth in this blood-colored quagmire.

Even the senior generals in the Yingtian Army were still fighting bloody battles at the forefront of the team.

Around each leader, hundreds, and at least dozens of armor formed a small team to support it. One armored soldier held a side sign wrapped in iron sheet to protect him. Two armored soldiers were wearing two layers of heavy armored soldiers and spears, which also forced the opposite puppet Qi army soldiers to approach too much. At this time, the generals were under their protection and fought from time to time.

The generals of Yingtian Army were quick and the weapons in their hands were also excellent. They did not compete with the enemy. At this time, more strength was a guarantee.

But these generals are very good at assassination. Each spear-sword protruding, they can find the gaps in the armor of the puppet Qi army in front of them and stabbed them in. They saw a thick puppet Qi army wielding an iron mace and smashing their shields. Two spears forced over, and he held them in one hand and clamped them under his armpit. Just as the gap was revealed, a general of Yingtian Army took advantage of it, snatched it up in one step, and stabbed it out with a fierce knife. The puppet Qi army soldier screamed in a long time, and the general of Yingtian Army stabbed into the part connected to his neck and shoulders with a knife.

The puppet Qi army soldier dropped his weapons and grabbed the long sword with his bare hands. He tried his best to snatch it, but he was as fierce as this. The soldiers of Yingtian Army were not vegetarians. They protected the wrist of the right hand with their left hand, gritted their teeth and held it, pushed forward and stirred it. The artery of the puppet Qi dog on the opposite side was cut off, and blood splashed out like a sword, dyeing the blood on the soldier's body a few more portions. They could no longer grasp the long sword, so they let go and fell backwards.

The soldiers of the puppet Qi army fell backwards, and the soldiers of the Yingtian army retreated into the shield without hesitation.

When the war was intensified, even Fang Wenzhong, a half-baked warrior, rushed into the battlefield with a group of guards. The guy carried a long sect in his hand and shouted repeatedly. His face soon splashed with blood, and the guards around him fell down one by one without realizing it.

Suddenly, a foreboding feeling was that Fang Wenzhong looked back and saw a feather arrow growing bigger and bigger in his pupils. Fang Wenzhong quickly turned his head and flashed a cold arrow. The feather arrow brought a strong wind, causing his face to hurt. At the same time, several puppet Qi soldiers shouted and rushed towards him. They were full of weapons and handed forward desperately. If Fang Wenzhong retreated a little, he would have to be beaten.

Fang Wenzhong just stepped back, and the two guards' spears forced out. They forced the enemy a little. Fang Wenzhong retreated into the shield area next to him, and his legs became weak and so tired that they seemed to not even suck air into their lungs. The corpse was covered with corpses under his feet, and when his legs were weak, they could no longer stand and were about to fall down.

The guard beside him was quick-witted and caught him. Before he could help him up, several puppet Qi soldiers who rushed over took advantage of the opportunity to force him to come. Two spears opened the way and forced the opponent's weapons outside. Two other spears were waving heavy axes and preparing to smash the shield player who had been struggling to support him.

There were two muffled sounds, followed by the sound of shattering. The shield wrapped in iron could no longer hold on and broke into two pieces. The shield hand was also smashed open, covering his arms and kneeling on one knee, and he didn't even have the strength to retreat.

Two pseudo-Qi armored soldiers shouted and rushed into the inner circle. At this time, the spear was no longer used. One guard threw down the spear and pulled his waist and pulled his knife. Before he could slash out, he was chopped on the helmet by an axe. As Mars splashed everywhere, the helmet was smashed down. The guard fell heavily without humming. Another guard who was holding Fang Wenzhong couldn't react. He pushed the spear up behind him and stabbed the spear in his chest. Although he had not broken the armor, he pushed him down. Even Fang Wenzhong, who was holding him, pulled down.

At this moment, Fang Wenzhong and his team had temporarily lost their ability to resist. The two puppet Qi soldiers who rushed in had their eyes red, and they roared and waved heavy axe and slashed at the half-baked warrior Fang Wenzhong who fell to the ground!

On the battlefield, there are corpses. Especially on the battlefield under your feet, the corpses are stacked one or two feet high!

The warriors of the puppet Qi army kept pounced on them, or fell down, or were dragged down and left behind and groaned and screamed. Ying Tian army seemed to be flooded by these torrents of the Great Qi army at any time, but they never collapsed. With the half-baked martial artist Fang Wenzhong who had never worn a helmet, they were still fighting desperately!

At this time, Fang Wenzhong had already fallen in the battle field. Two puppet Qi army soldiers suddenly stepped forward, raised their axe and slashed downward. At this time, a feather arrow broke through the air from behind, accurately hitting the face of one of the two puppet Qi army soldiers, and was deeply immersed in his eyes.

The pseudo-Qi armored soldier knelt down and died without humming. At a critical moment, Fang Wenzhong looked back at such a magical arrow and saw that Li Jie, the seventh prince beside Duan Mingyu, was pulling a bow and raising an arrow, smiling at Fang Wenzhong, and continuing to support the rest of Yingtian Army, etc.

After Fang Wenzhong smiled gratefully, the power of the arrow made the puppet Qi army soldiers beside him stunned.

Fang Wenzhong took this opportunity to shake off his guards and jumped up suddenly. At this moment, the distance was too close, and there was no room for slashing the sword straight, so he could only slash at the armored soldiers' shoulder blades with one sword. Fang Wenzhong took out the last trace of strength. His weapons were carefully selected, and they were made of iron essence. Although this puppet Qi army armored soldiers were wrapped in heavy armor, they could break the armor and remove his shoulders with one sword!

The sword was slashed and broke into two pieces with a sound.

The puppet Qi army soldiers were also old men who followed Huang Chao to fight against the north and south. After taking this punch, they aroused their fierceness and threw away the axe in their hands. They grabbed Fang Wenzhong's throat with one hand. With the force, they would pinch his throat!

Just now, Wen Zhong of Fang had already used his last strength, but now his hands and feet were weak, and when he looked out, he could not move even if he wanted to retreat, he was pinched by the pseudo-Qi Jiashi.

At this time, the puppet Qi army soldier suddenly stopped moving, and his subordinates lost half of their strength, and blood slowly spilled out of the corners of their mouths. Fang Wenzhong pushed the puppet Qi army soldier away, and saw a feather arrow inserted behind the soldier, passing through his heart. Needless to say, the seventh prince saved Fang Wenzhong's life at the critical moment.
Chapter completed!