"You're strong. I lost."

Tulcha lay on the ground and said to Yang Xuan weakly. Just now, the sword Qi attached to Yin Lingna yuan's hand has shattered his meridians. At this time, although the spirit Qi still exists in turcha's body, there is no way to condense.

"Give me a good time!"

There was no fighting spirit in Turca's tone. Now he just wanted to die.

The wooden sword in Yang Xuan's hand trembled for a moment. If a general at the level of turcha was caught alive, his military skill would be much higher than taking his head back. After all, the things in turcha's head are rare information.

After hesitating for a moment, Yang Xuan raised his wooden sword.

A sharp sword went through turcha's throat. Turcha felt his body light and lost consciousness the next moment.

Under Yang Xuan's sword, turcha's head and body had been separated.

Yang Xuan found a pocket and put turcha's head and the military seal used to prove his identity in it. This is the best voucher he used to record his military achievements when he returned to the Xuanmen pass.

In the sky, vultures are circling constantly. Their eyes stay on turcha's body, but they dare not act rashly because they are afraid of Yang Xuan's breath.

"Alas."

Yang Xuan couldn't help sighing. This is the cruelty and reality of the war. Turcha, who was domineering in front of him a few minutes ago, had become a headless body in the wilderness.

Perhaps many years later, his bones will be found by later generations before they can be seen again. Of course, this is the best situation, but in most cases, with the passage of years, Turca's bones disappeared in the wind and sand and were finally forgotten.

"Fool, you looked so handsome just now."

Yu Qingcheng controlled the horse and walked slowly towards Yang Xuan. The horse didn't know what had happened in front of him just now, but just tapped his nose.

Looking back, he looked in the direction of fighting between the flying Lian army and the soldiers under Turca.

There has become a sea of corpses, and the blood red flag of Feilian army flies in the air with the wind on the deciduous field.

As Zhou fengmiao said when Yang Xuan got the military order, although most of the troops led by turcha are soldiers with low combat effectiveness, there are also many experts because there are many aristocratic family children injured on the front line.

In view of this special situation, Yang Xuan also made special arrangements for Feilian army.

Fifty people are divided into a group, and each group is assigned an expert with strength above the third boundary. As for the experts above the fourth boundary in the Feilian army, they are scattered in the Feilian army by Yang Xuan, so that they can support faster when some experts appear in the barbarian army.

Part of the battlefield has ended. The soldiers are cleaning the battlefield. From time to time, they quarrel about the distribution of military achievements, but most of them negotiate quickly. At worst, they can talk with their fists.

Another part of the battlefield is still in fierce struggle.

An old man protected the young master behind him.

This unique way of arranging troops is called chess array by Yang Xuan. Each group is a piece of chess. The place where the pieces are connected is called potential, which is the potential on the go board.

The enemy in the situation will be surrounded and killed to death.

Where Yang Xuan's eyes went, the old man was in a situation at this time. Seeing that he had entered the dead state, the old man burst out his strongest fighting spirit in his life.

The cultivation of the fourth territory shocked a master in the army who surrounded him at the beginning of the third territory and a group of ordinary soldiers.

Yang Xuan's eyes seemed to twinkle. Looking at the expression on his face, he seemed to be looking forward to something.

Each group was besieging its own target, but in the scuffle, there were a few people standing still in the crowd, as if they were closing their eyes.

There was a terrible smell on them. Although the barbarian soldiers around noticed their existence, no one dared to come forward.

Just when the old man who tried his best to attack Feilian army in order to protect his young master, these experts scattered in the crowd also started.

Five hundred meters away from the battlefield, Yang Xuan hugged the Keren in his arms and looked at all this quietly.

The old man tried his best to fight with Feilian army, which is a microcosm of the whole battlefield.

Maybe the fourth realm master in the secular world can even resist the encirclement and killing of several third realm friars on his own, but after all, this is the cruelest battlefield, and the most elite troops of Da Wei fought with him.

Behind Yang Xuan, the soldiers of Feilian army ambushed in Qingfeng gorge have just come half way. He patted Yu Qingcheng in his arms and said to her, "adjutant Yu, you order the troops behind me to gather behind me and rest in place. I'll take them to do something big later."

"No, you can go with me."

Yu Qingcheng twisted her body in a coquettish way and said to Yang Xuan with a pout. However, Yu Qingcheng's pettiness and the battlefield form ahead were excellent. Yang Xuan took Yu Qingcheng back to the war horse and walked towards the troops behind him.

The moment he turned around, in the battlefield.

At the place where Yang Xuan's divine knowledge fell just now, the third realm master struggled to resist the attack of the fourth realm old man, and the attack of 50 ordinary soldiers fell on the old man at the same time.

This is the difference between soldiers and ordinary people. They are fearless and proficient in array encirclement and killing. Although the 50 people were shaken back by just waving their sleeves and robes, it also gave the soldier in the third border time to reply.

At the same time, the four nearest experts whose strength is above the fourth level move and shoot at the same time. The four masters of the fourth realm, without exception, used their cleanest and most powerful single attack moves at the same time.

Although the old man's actions before his death were epic, he could not resist the siege of four people of the same level. After avoiding the attack of three people, Kankan was stabbed into the back heart by a long sword from behind and came out from the front chest.

He finished the hanging cleanly and put down the old man's body. Several experts quickly returned to the place where they were just now and continued to monitor the surrounding battlefield.

"Little Lord, run."

The old man stared away and shouted to the young master who had been protected by him with his last strength.

The young master was more like a lengtouqing. He threw himself on the old man's body and wailed.

The soldiers around hurried around. People like this young master, who is not strong but has a noble status, look like fat sheep who can pick up military achievements.

"Asshole, shameless, sneak attack, I'll fight with you."

The boy stopped his tears and his eyes were full of red blood. He pulled out the long sword around his waist and looked at his momentum. It was actually a perfect state in the later stage of the second realm. Even in the capital of the great Wei Dynasty, this is also a spiritual genius with a middle and upper posture.

However, this is a battlefield after all.

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