After more than 10,000, the scale of the military formation will be expanded a little further, and it can even complete the evolution of quantitative change to qualitative change. Ten thousand people will walk together, advance and retreat together, and become one. The main force of the Li Pass is 100,000! Small military formations are built into large military formations, and when they are charged, they are no different from meat grinders. The morale gathered above the head may turn into a chariot, a running bull, or a rain of arrows.

At this time, cavalry on both sides of the coalition rushed into the formation to cut.

As the peak of the long sword passes, the blood of the dead souls sprinkles all the way.

The war horses and soldiers on the horse's back collided with each other like a fast-moving hill, and there were many such hills on both sides. Less than half a quarter of an hour of fighting, the battlefield was covered with a layer of faint and unknown blood mist.

Qin Li looked at the lord who was sitting firmly in the middle of the army and bowed from afar. The latter waved his palm: "Please let the people from Chaoliguan see if we have the ability to kill dragons!"

Dragon slaying is never a legend.

Zheng Qiao and others are not considered dragons.

Qin Li said: "Which."

The strange thick fog rose from all directions!

The scope actually covers the entire battlefield!

Whether it is the enemy in front of you or the robes around you, they are all flooded with thick fog, and they cannot see their five fingers, which is panic.

Wu Xian was not panicked when he was under the tent.

The appearance of thick fog means that the military advisor takes action.

Chu Yao was distracted from taking care of his lord and his own troops. Fortunately, they lacked everything, but they were not short of literary scholars, and he was at ease. Seeing the thick fog range, he knew that Qin Li had improved his strength again. These thick fogs were all Qin Li's literary spirit! After a glimpse of it, Qin Li must have had Wen Palace, or Wen Palace Dacheng...

"Maybe the way of scholars is also perfect..."

When it comes to the word "perfection", Chu Yao was a little irritable. Although his literati's way of avoiding crises, his uses are limited and cannot act on the battlefield, and he is not even under his control. Although he has a perfect idea, Chu Yao has not yet thoroughly sorted it out.

Luan Xin said: "Isn't he causing trouble?"

Under the thick fog, Wu Xian's army moved freely.

Walk freely in the thick fog, and it is like a storm.

Other allies can also hear the command, but after all, there is no tacit understanding, and it is still unknown how much effect it can be achieved. Luan Xin hummed: "Such incompleteness can also be called the perfection of the literati's way?"

He looked up at the sky again.

He said: "The time is right."

As his words fell, drizzled in the sky.

The drizzle is mixed with Luan Xin's literary spirit. If you can see his literary spirit, you will find that these literary spirits gradually gather into a giant spider web. The person attached to the rain is a dot on the spider web, which is connected into a "whole".

At the same time, the thick fog in some areas gradually faded.

Qin Li was the first to notice the changes.

He turned his head suddenly and looked towards Luan Xin.

Through the surging sea of ​​people, Luan Xin was also watching him.

Qin Li couldn't help but feel suspicious.

Is this the secret word spirit or Luan Xin’s way of scholars?

In the previous Dragon Slaying Bureau, Luan Xin took few moves, but it does not mean that no one knows it. Qin Li had traveled with Luan Xin and had seen his literati's way, but the effect was to boost morale.

There has never been the ability to rain and drive away fog and distinguish between enemies and us.

This thought has not been circling in my mind for too long.

The battle is serious, and this is not the time to consider these things.

Chu Yao discovered Luan Xin’s strangeness.

“Justice?”

The latter turned his head very slowly, with a little dull expression. Compared to normal people, Luan Xin's reaction was slow, and it was even slower at this time. His question was only after counting breaths before he received Luan Xin's reply: "It's okay, the disadvantages of the way of scholars."

Chu Yao looked at Xun Zhen and his son who were stirring up the wind and rain, and then looked at Kang Shi who was ready to take a gamble. Even Ning Yan, who had been low-key for a while, secretly took action. He thought for a moment, and then handed Luan Xin to Jiang Sheng: "Let's go first, send someone to protect justice and safety. I will go down and have an old friend for a while and contact me for a while."

The young general who intercepted Wei Shou was almost unable to hold on.

Jiang Ao did not sit in the central army, and the command of the Liguan army was in the hands of Jiang Ao's confidant, but the other party obviously had no experience in fighting, and he would lose his position as soon as he had a downturn. Although the war was not Wei Shou's troops, he could not be in vain to watch and act inaction. After solving the young generals, Wei Shou could free up his hands to gather his personal soldiers to counterattack. Chu Yao had learned his madman's fighting style.

Wei Shou's defense is the turtle of ten thousand years.

Once it is slaughtered, it is crazy turtle.

Jiang Sheng twitched his mouth, but he had no choice but to agree.

"Take care without any obscenity, and keep the cultural fortune for a long time!"

Looking at the coalition forces, it seems that only their own scholars are not in the rear, and they are crowded on the front line one by one. Isn’t this abnormal?

Every scribe has his own favorite beginner spirit.

Chu Yao is also unavoidable.

"Sinking water into the fire, you will perish yourself!"

The vast literary spirit poured out from the Wen Palace of Danfu.
Chapter completed!