V3.Chapter 45

"Ho -" Tang Yin roared fiercely against the bison, lifted one foot and stamped his foot. Just listening to the bang, almost his whole foot stepped into the ground, and his body, which was hit by the bison and slid back, finally stopped.

He stopped the head of a wild bull with wild hair, which made the soldiers of the surrounding wind army look silly. The green feather sitting on the ground was stunned, his mouth was so wide, but he couldn't say a word.

Tang Yin didn't loosen his hand holding the Bison's horns. He shouted again, broke the Bison's horns and twisted it to the ground.

With a plop, the huge body of the bison fell heavily on the ground. Its limbs planed and struggled to get up from the ground. Tang Yin took his palm as a knife and stabbed it hard at the head of the bison.

Puff! Although the spirit armor on his hand was not a knife, it was sharper than a knife. This hand knife made his whole palm disappear into the head of the bison, and the bison was killed on the spot.

Without a moment's delay, Tang Yin took out his palm from the head of the bison, clasped the neck of the bison with one hand, grabbed one of the hind legs of the bison with the other hand, shouted again, held the body weighing thousands of kilograms of bison high above his head, and then looked at the bison behind and smashed it fiercely.

Plop! The body was smashed into the herd of bison, causing several bison running wildly to roll to the ground and form a ball. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Tang Yin finally breathed, turned back and said to Qingyu sitting on the ground: "Qingyu, we can't fight this battle, hurry to withdraw..."

Before he had finished speaking, a bison ran towards him again. Tang Yin narrowed his eyes slightly and hooked up a long gun on the ground with his toes. He held the gun in one hand and leaned forward. He snorted. The bison was hitting the tip of the gun.

The Bison's head was punctured on the spot, and Tang Yin was also impacted by it and stumbled back several steps involuntarily.

Before he could hold his body, another bison hit him. At this time, Tang Yin had no weapons in his hands, and there were too many bison. He could knock down one or two, but not all.

He shook his head secretly. While his mind turned, the spirit armor behind him made a "crash" sound. At the same time, two huge black wings came out behind him. Tang Yin quickly rushed to Qingyu and fastened his belt with one hand. With the wings flapping, Tang Yin lifted Qingyu into the air and just let the bison pass.

Looking at the herd of bison swarming at his feet, Qingyu was terrified and couldn't help fighting a cold war. He turned back and said to Tang Yin in a trembling voice: "if it weren't for the king's help, he would die under the kick of the ox this time..."

Tang Yin didn't speak. He flew in the air and saw the form of the battlefield more clearly.

Now, the officers and men of the flying feather army can't be described by a miserable word? On the battlefield, there was devastation and a mess. There were the bodies of the wind army and discarded armor and weapons everywhere. The flying feather army was already in ruins.

Tang Yin is distressed. How many soldiers and soldiers will he lose in this war! If you lose, it's all right. But you're not defeated by the Sichuan army at all, but by the hooves of bison.

He flew with Qingyu to a place where bison rushed through. After falling from the air, he slowly released Qingyu. Looking at the defeated soldiers around him, he couldn't help muttering: "who set such a vicious trap here..."

How much manpower and energy does it take to drive so many bison to the mountain and keep them in captivity, so that they can go down the mountain when their own side attacks the city?

He shook his head secretly. The state of Sichuan is really a crouching tiger, hidden dragon and full of talents. He is still too low in the strength of the state of Sichuan.

Thinking of this, he looked up to the sky with a long sigh and said, "Qingyu, order... Withdrawal!"

Hearing his words, Qingyu smiled bitterly. There are no soldiers to withdraw now. I'm afraid there are only 18000 people left in the army close to 100000. He has fought on the battlefield countless times, but he has never been defeated so miserably as today.

After the herd of wild cattle, the flying feather army camp was left with only corpses and wounded soldiers on the ground. Looking around, the corpses on the battlefield were stacked, and the number could not be distinguished. The wounded soldiers were wriggling on the ground, moaning and crying one after another.

However, even if Fengjun wants to withdraw now, the Sichuan army in Xuangu pass is not willing!

After the wild cattle rushed through the Fengjun camp, the gate of Xuangu pass suddenly opened. Then, tens of thousands of cavalry rushed out of the pass and went straight to the defeated soldiers of Feiyu army.

Tang Yin, who was about to retreat with the army, saw it clearly and rushed to his forehead with anger. The Sichuan army narrowly won by intrigue. Now he dares to chase and kill out of the city. It's too much to deceive others.

Tang Yin's tiger eyes flashed a terrible light. He yelled at ah San: "ah San, give me the sword emperor!"

A San quickly took down the sword emperor from his horse and carefully handed it to Tang Yin.

The latter took it, shook his arm and shook off the scabbard of the sword emperor. Then he pulled a war horse from the bodyguard, jumped up, turned back and said to the people, "wait for the army to retreat, I'll stop the enemy behind the hall!"

"Your Majesty, there are many enemies. How can you be the queen alone?" Qingyu hurried forward and said in a hurry.

"Don't be wordy. There's no time. Qingyu, take the whole army back quickly! Come on!" Tang Yin glared at him, then knocked his stirrups with his feet and rushed back to the Sichuan cavalry.

Tang Yin has been playing with this sword since he got the sword emperor. He has long been familiar with the characteristics of the sword emperor and can use it easily. At this time, he took the reins in one hand and the sword emperor in the other, and went towards the Sichuan cavalry.

There is still a long way to go between the two sides. Tang Yin has cut off the sword emperor in his hand.

The sword emperor drew an arc in the air. At the same time, several photoelectric bursts out. Before the Sichuan cavalry on the opposite side could see clearly what was going on, several people screamed and turned over the horses.

The two sides finally came into contact. Tang Yin took up his sword and split the man and horse of the Sichuan cavalry company who rushed to him in half.

Then, he waved his arms, and the sword emperor's edge drew lines of light and electricity in the air. The Sichuan cavalry around him could be said to die if they stick to it, and die if they touch it. The soldiers who fell off the horse are like dumplings, constantly rolling down from the war horse.

The sharpness of the sword emperor is now exerting its power. The steel helmets and armor of the Sichuan cavalry are like pieces of paper in front of the sword emperor. Even the refined steel weapons in their hands can not resist the edge of the sword emperor. Under Tang Yin's sword move, the Sichuan cavalry are often cut off with people and weapons.

Some of the Sichuan cavalry also experienced the battle of Shenchi. I don't know who shouted: "the sword emperor! That's the sword emperor! It's the weapon used by the holy king of Shenchi -"

Before his voice fell, an electric light shot into his mouth, and the cry of the Sichuan cavalry stopped abruptly. He shook several times on the horse and fell down. Looking at him again, there was a strange sword like an iron bar in his mouth, and its edge poked out behind his head.

The people around were terrified. Some of them wanted to get off their horses and pull out the strange sword, but the strange sword shook on the body twice as if it were alive, and then flew back like lightning.

The electric light flew all the way back to the sword emperor in Tang Yin's hands and made a light noise. It became one with the sword emperor. Look carefully, there was no crack on the sword body, as if the sword emperor's sword body had never been split.

Tang Yin, who holds the sword emperor, is undoubtedly like a tiger. Although there are many Sichuan troops besieging him, no one can hurt him. On the contrary, more than hundreds of Sichuan troops have died under the sword emperor.

It can be said that Tang Yin blocked the tens of thousands of Sichuan cavalry with his own strength.

Seeing Tang Yin's ferocity, the officers and men of the Sichuan army were also afraid to rush forward blindly. They turned their horses one by one and wanted to bypass Tang Yin on both sides.

After all, Tang Yin is only a person, and it is impossible to block so many Sichuan cavalry. Just as he is rushing left and right in the Sichuan army camp and trying to fight for his own retreat time as much as possible, ah San and ah Si rushed over with a large group of bodyguards.

Both sides are cavalry. After meeting, there is no unnecessary nonsense. They fight to one place immediately. Although there were few bodyguards, they were all elite, and most of them were spiritual practitioners. As soon as the two sides met, dozens of Sichuan cavalry were selected from their horses.

One Tang Yin is enough for the Sichuan cavalry to drink a pot. Now ah San and ah Si bring many bodyguards, and the morale of the Sichuan cavalry is quickly suppressed. Just at this time, the gong sounded on the head of the city, and the Sichuan cavalry turned around and quickly returned to Xuangu pass.

Looking at the backs of the Sichuan cavalry retreating, Tang Yin hissed, then looked at ah San and ah Si and asked, "how did you come here?"

"General Qingyu sent us to meet the king!" Ah San said.

"What can I do for a few Sichuan troops?" Tang Yin carelessly shook the emperor's blood and handed it to ah San.

He looked around at the battlefield, then looked back at the Xuangu pass, his eyes were deep, gnashing his teeth and said in a cruel voice: "today's revenge will be repaid in the future!"

Although he suffered a big loss this time, the Feiyu army was almost completely destroyed, but Tang Yin still has hope. After all, there are three legions behind him: the plain army, the Sanshui army and the directly subordinate army. When he meets with these three legions, he will make a comeback, and he will be able to win the Xuangu pass in one breath and avenge today's one arrow.

He took ah San, ah Si and others to catch up with the remnant of Feiyu army and retreat with the army. This retreat is thirty miles.

Thirty miles away, Tang Yin ordered the whole army to rest in place and count the number of people. Now the Feiyu army is too miserable. There are only about 20000 people left in the whole army, and more than half of them are wounded. I'm afraid there are less than 10000 people who have real combat effectiveness.

The mood of the people can be imagined when the army of nearly 100000 people hit such a level. At this time, the whole army was lifeless, and there was no one to speak. The soldiers sat on the ground and only had the strength to breathe.