V2.Chapter 375

After Xia Yin led the Ninth Army of the Tang Dynasty, he went straight to the fifth camp and joined the Ninth Army of the Tang Dynasty.

He did not come up and ordered the whole army to attack, but first urged the horse to come to the front of the two armies and scold the enemy in the direction of Mo camp. As Hu Xia is still an unknown nobody in the wind country, Mo Jun is not afraid of him.

Soon after he attacked the enemy and scolded the array, the gate of Mo Jun's camp opened, and a wave of Mo Jun with more than 10000 people poured out of it, and became belligerent in the front of the camp.

This Mozambican army can be called elite, strong and strong. The soldiers are big and tall. One is holding a shield, the other is holding a spear, and the waist is also carrying a sword. Standing there, they are full of energy and high morale. The leader is a Mozambican general, * a red maned horse, wearing a gold helmet and armor, a red robe, and holding a barb wolf tooth knife. It is very powerful and majestic.

The Mo rushed his horse out of the Mo army camp, reined in the reins about five meters away from Hu Xia, looked up and down at Hu Xia, glanced at the corners of his mouth, sneered, pointed at Hu Xia with a knife, drank and asked, "come and sign up!"

"I am the wind country... Hu Xia!" Hu Xia has not yet been granted the title and rank. When signing up, he can't add a loud title in front of his name.

When Mo Jiang heard the speech, he looked even more contemptuous. He replied: "I'm Yao Zhiyuan, general of the north town of Mo country! Hu Xia, I would advise you to go back quickly and fight with me in a famous wind!"

Hu Xia was also happy, shrugged and said, "clean up your rats. I'm Hu Xia alone!"

Yo? The other party is not famous, but his tone is not small. Yao Zhiyuan was furious. He sneered and said, "good advice is hard to persuade you, damn ghost. Since you want to die, you would have done it!"

While talking, a thick fog rose around him. Then, the Reiki and the Reiki of the soldiers were completed at the same time. Then, he urged the horse to come forward, raised the spirit knife, and stood up to split Huashan, straight to the center of Hu Xia's eyebrows.

Hu Xia was not in a hurry when the other party came fiercely. When the other party's spirit knife had cleaved close to him, he also completed the spirit armor and the spirit of the army. He calmly raised the spirit knife and received the other party's heavy cleavage.

There was a sharp golden clang in his ears, and Yao Zhiyuan's powerful knife was forcibly bounced away by him.

Ah! This man has great strength! Unexpectedly, Hu Xia, who was not strong, also had such excellent brute force. Yao Zhiyuan's face changed slightly. He hurried to close the knife, changed the split into a thorn, and slammed Hu Xia's chest with a knife grip.

The latter is still as stable as Mount Tai. Holding a knife in one hand, it seems to wave outward at will. With a clatter, Yao Zhiyuan's straight stab is also blocked by him.

Then, the two horses kicked wrongly. At the moment when they were about to pass by, Yao Zhiyuan swept away the thousands of troops, waved the spirit knife and slashed Hu Xia's waist. The latter had no force to stop this time. He leaned back, the back of his head was almost close to the horse's hip, and the edge of the spirit knife almost brushed the tip of his nose.

Yao Zhiyuan can also be regarded as a strong general with pure tactics and excellent martial arts. When he came up, he made three knives in one go. If he was replaced by an ordinary general, he might not be able to resist. But Hu Xia is not an ordinary Lingwu expert. He is a general in the army. He has rich practical experience, but he has not been reused.

After parrying Yao Zhiyuan's "three board axe", Hu Xia had a clear idea of his strength. He was arrogant and arrogant, but his ability was not very good! When the two horses had crossed, Hu Xia suddenly turned around and wrote back the horse knife and hit Yao Zhiyuan behind his head.

Hearing that the evil wind behind him was not good, Yao Zhiyuan was startled. He quickly took back the knife and carried it behind his back. He heard a crisp clang. Hu Xia's spirit knife was cutting on Yao Zhiyuan's blade. The collision between the spirit knife and the spirit knife splashed sparks. The strength of his knife was so strong that Yao Zhiyuan almost fell head down from the war horse. The latter used nine cattle and two tigers to stabilize his body, but he was shocked into a cold sweat.

This is a half round of two people's wrong pedaling. You come and I go, and there are four moves. Although Yao Zhiyuan made three moves and Hu Xia only returned one move, on the scene, even laymen can see that Hu Xia has the upper hand.

The main general of our side had an excellent scene, and the morale of the wind army behind was high. The drummers used their milk strength, waved their drumsticks and beat the war drums like exploding beans. The soldiers below shouted in unison: "wind! Wind! Wind -"

The cry shook the sky and soared into the sky.

The Mo army on the opposite side did not dare to show weakness. The war drums roared and the cry was equally deafening.

The generals of both sides worked hard on the battlefield, and the soldiers on both sides also competed off the court for fear that the momentum on their side would be suppressed by the other side.

As soon as the expert reaches out his hand, he knows whether there is one.

After half a round, Yao Zhiyuan didn't dare to underestimate the enemy any more. He roared, turned his horse's head and killed Hu Xia again. Hu Xia also rushed back to Yao Zhiyuan. They walked on horseback and whirled, holding both swords together. You come and I fight to one place.

In a twinkling of an eye, Hu Xia and Yao Zhiyuan played more than ten rounds. During this period, they either competed simply in martial arts or in Lingwu skills. The scene was sometimes full of swords and swords, sometimes full of spirit waves, flying sand and stones. It was wonderful.

Even Qi Heng, who was standing in the distance to watch the battle, nodded secretly. Hu Xia, who was screened by the martial arts order, was so powerful. It seems that even if he is not as good as himself, he is no worse. I have to sit firmly as the head of the army, or I will regret being overtaken by my younger generation one day.

In fact, Qi Heng's age is almost the same as that of Hu Xia, but his qualification in the wind army is much older than that of Hu Xia. According to the rules of the army, Hu Xia can indeed be regarded as his younger generation.

Let's say Hu Xia on the battlefield. Now he has a clear understanding of Yao Zhiyuan's weight. He has no patience to delay any longer. He suddenly increased his strength, and the spirit knife in his palm flashed a brilliant glow, which was released by cross cutting.

At that moment, the spirit blades gathered into a group covered the sky and the earth, marking countless cracks on the ground. The wind, sand and stones on the field were dark, as if a tornado was blowing.

Yao Zhiyuan's face changed suddenly when he saw this. He didn't dare to neglect or speculate. He used the same skill as Hu Xia - cross cutting to deal with it.

Two top-level Lingwu skills collided in one place, which can be called as the shaking of mountains and earth and the sudden change of wind and cloud. For a moment, the spiritual pressure burst out and forced the ground out of a depression more than one foot deep with him and his two people as the center in a radius of about 10 meters.

On the field, the blood fog rolled up into the air. His two * horses were squeezed into blood foam by the spirit pressure. The flying dust affected both camps hundreds of steps away. The soldier standing in front could not open his eyes at all, covered his face with both hands, and retreated repeatedly by the strong wind.

This is the power of the top Lingwu skills when they collide.

After the collision, Hu Xia and Yao Zhiyuan's war horses were shocked. The former stood in place like a wooden stake and did not move. On the contrary, the latter retreated one after another involuntarily. He withdrew seven or eight steps at a time, and then sat down on the ground. Then, he spewed blood from his mouth, Blood trickled out slowly along the crack of the spirit armor on his face.

The same skills, but due to the difference in their spiritual cultivation, Hu Xia was unharmed. However, Yao Zhiyuan was seriously injured and lost the ability to fight again.

Seeing Yao Zhiyuan sitting on the ground and struggling to get up, Hu Xia laughed and said, "Hu is really a nobody in the wind army, but it's more than enough to deal with Mozambican rats like you! Yao Zhiyuan, die!" While talking, Hu Xia went forward with a knife, looked at Yao Zhiyuan's head and made a move to chop it down.

Just then, behind Yao Zhiyuan, someone suddenly shouted, "don't hurt general Yao!" With the voice, three Mo generals rushed out of the Mo army camp in a row. The three hurried and lined up in a row. Before the people arrived, the Lingwu skills had been released first.

Hu Xia didn't know the depth of the newcomer, and he didn't dare to be careless. He abandoned Yao Zhiyuan and withdrew, letting the three members pass the Lingwu skills they released together. The three Mo generals did not entangle with Hu Xia. When Yao Zhiyuan came near, one of them reached out and grabbed his arm, pulled it hard, pulled it onto the war horse, and then pulled the horse back and ran. The other two Mo generals also turned their horses and rushed back to the Mo camp.

The fighting between the generals of the two sides is not allowed to be interfered by others. This is an unwritten rule of the war between the two armies, and it is also related to the reputation of the generals. For the generals in the army, reputation is more important than life.

But at this time, Yao Zhiyuan had been defeated. When he was about to die under Hu Xia's knife, other Mo generals suddenly shot to rescue him back, which made Feng Jun stunned and angry.

Hu Xia looked at the back of Mo generals, and was so angry that he clenched his teeth. He narrowed his eyes, suddenly raised the spirit knife, turned back and shouted, "don't be shameless, brothers, kill with me -"

"Kill -" the wind army was up and down, and the crowd was angry. 50000 directly subordinate soldiers shouted in unison, and the square array moved forward.

The momentum of the 50000 troops can not be underestimated. As the troops advance, the roar of stepping on the ground is deafening, and the tremor of the ground can be clearly felt within a few miles.

However, the Mozambican army on the opposite side is not the local army of straw bag, but the central army of Mozambican country, which has experienced the battlefield for a long time. Instead of hurriedly withdrawing back to the camp, the 10000 Mozambican elite soldiers listed the fighting posture in front of the camp. The soldiers held up their shields and put their spears on the shield. The Mozambican general on the back wall also ordered the Mozambican army on the wall to draw a bow and prepare to release arrows.

The prelude to the war between the two sides has been quietly opened, and then there is a bloody battle of life and death.