Chapter 312, one hundred years of life dies, and blessings and longevity go to the Yellow Spring

If it weren't for the victory that the first formation was full of morale and gave everyone confidence in victory, Mei Xiao's army might not be able to stop the impact of more than 10,000 cavalry of Ashina Chengqing, and the battlefield was strangled. The central army where Mei Xiao was located was not in chaos but had already contracted to the center. The light cavalry on both sides launched a counter-charge, and the infantry in the rear entered the battle.

The forests and reeds behind the Turkic cavalry were in full swing, and there was only one official road to pass through. Since it had already rushed out to fight, it was impossible for the army to retreat again. The opponents who had no retreat were also red-eyed. At this moment, the wind on the battlefield suddenly changed, and strange winds came from all around, and a huge north wind blew in the distance.

"No, the other party has a master casting spells, and the wind turns to burn us." Yuwen Deng in the formation exclaimed.

Ying Ning frowned: "The fire is behind the enemy, and the smoke hits the bad luck first."

Yuwen Deng pointed to the sky: "No, the other party's method is not simple!"

The wind in the distance did not blow directly from the plain, but rolled into the sky, carrying countless burning grass stems, branches, and Mars flew up, crossing the Turkic horses. The sky above the Tang army gathered became a sea of ​​fire, and was about to fall. This was indeed the masters of cultivating spells. They could not change the natural wind direction of a large range between heaven and earth, but could change the local wind trend.

Mei Yingxing pulled out the wisteria branch without saying a word, and pulled out the magic power towards the sky. It seemed not a fighting method, but rather it was like casting a spell to help, increasing the wind in the direction of the method force. As soon as he saw the other party take action, he knew that it was far above him and that the direct fighting was not the opponent, and it was impossible to force the gust of wind back. He cleverly thought of another way, casting a spell and adding another gust of wind.

Yingning, Yuwen Long, Yuwen Hu and other monks also reacted to this scene, and each sacrificed magic weapons to control the wind. A strong wind rose around them, and ordinary people could hardly stand it. At this time, the central military flag was already moving forward, and Mei efficiently fought and promoted the deathly in front of the sword formation and the crossbowmen, leaving an open area behind, with light cavalry protection on both wings.

Some monks fought directly in front of the battle formation. When Mei Xiaolang led his army to fight against the Turkic rebels, there were dozens of shamans in front of the other side. Pushing the sword formation only lost hundreds of warriors. Those shamans with magical powers were dismembered by the scattered blades and only a few people escaped.

A master of cultivation has a lot of magical powers. Killing an ordinary person is often as easy as killing an ant. If he encounters a battle in an open area, hundreds of sword-holding warriors are not enough for dozens of wizards to get between his teeth. However, with the cooperation of countless crossbows, in front of the neat army of killing formations, the wizard casts spells and knocks down three or five people in an instant, and at the same time, more than a dozen swords and hundreds of arrows also arrive.

But the role these people played in the battle formation was very special. They could indirectly generate huge lethality, such as the gust of wind sacrificing by the opponent and Mei Yingxing and others cast spells. As a result of the combined power of the two methods, the sea of ​​fire brought by the strong wind floated forward several miles in the air, not on the battlefield, but in the camp behind Tang Jun.

The fences and tents were lit. A fire broke out in the Tang army camp. The last infantry in the army found that their barracks were burned. They became flustered. Someone turned around and wanted to go back to put out the fire.

Mei Xiao had 60,000 men under him. He did not all of them into battle. After such a large battlefield was set up, it was impossible to strangle them all in the front. Six thousand people behind the formation were divided into three square formations and remained unmoved. That was the reserve team for the plundering formation. If the battle formations in the front collapsed, they would be responsible for making up for it. If the coach ordered a retreat, they would be responsible for cutting off the rear and covering the entire army to retreat into the camp.

In addition, the 1,000 heavy cavalry on the left side of the battlefield have not moved, because the number is too small, and it is the last elite. The battlefield ahead has formed a strangle situation, and it is not suitable for heavy cavalry to charge at this time. It is just a formation to prevent the enemy from sending small groups of rangers from the flanks to suppress them. There are 10,000 naval troops on the far right side of the battlefield, which cut off the retreat route of the Turks to the east, and prevent small groups of rangers from surrounding them from the other side. After all, the mobility of Turkic cavalry is too strong.

Seeing the fire in the camp behind him, the reserve army was in a panic, and the central flag whispered flags. The sound of war drums sounded again. The military formations on the ground at the end were not allowed to be in chaos or put out the fire, and left the camp and advanced forward. Most of the food, grass and supplies were in Tianshui City. Just burn this camp.

The Tang army's formation was not in chaos, and the opponent's master cast spells in vain. A strange laugh came from the clouds. A huge white and bony hand suddenly stretched out from the flying sea of ​​fire, grabbed the monks in the open area. Mei Yingxing and Yuwen Deng flew up at the same time. The wisteria branches in Mei Yingxing's hand turned into a vine more than ten feet long to pull it away to the monster hand. The water-dividing spike in Yuwen Deng's hand made a sound of waves, and a green light like a wave rushed to the clouds.

The monster's middle finger bounced, instantly knocking out the green waves. Yuwen Deng's body was shaken and flew away a long way. Then the monster's hand clenched its fist and grabbed it, tearing off the vines in the air, and smashed it down with one punch. Mei Yingxing waved the wisteria branches with force, and the wooden vine hit the bone knuckles, and actually smashed the first-class Mars. The magic weapon was one with the body and mind. Mei Yingxing was equal to being hit at the same time and fell from the air with a scream.

The strange hand opened and grabbed it again. Yuwen Long and Yuwen Hu raised their magic weapon to fight upwards. Ying Ning floated up and avoided the flanks. The hollow mulberry stick in his hand turned into a blue light and shot straight into the clouds. Aban roared and rose into the air and directly hit the monster hand in the air.

At this moment, a sharp sword light flew from the sky and was slashing the hand of the white bone monster. The monster's hand was shattered into a pile of white bones, and then turned into white smoke in the air and disappeared. Aban heard Mei Yi shouting in his ears: "Take the young master away!"

Before Mei Zhenyi went to Heaven, she brought her relatives and a group of senior disciples to the nameless villa of Kunlun Fairyland, which she brought her relatives and a group of senior disciples, and told all the younger generations not to leave without authorization. However, Mei Yi was not a younger generation and was not subject to this limitation. The chaos in the world involved the struggles of practitioners. Many people who had been practicing for many years in the Kunlun Fairyland also returned to the world for various reasons.

Mei Yi observed this situation and left Wuming Villa and returned to Wuzhou to see the situation. There was no big trouble in the first gate. However, Mei Yingxing followed the army temporarily organized by Mei Xiao to cross the river, and he rushed to the Jianghuai River and happened to encounter this incident.

Mei Yingxing was injured. The magic power impact of the direct confrontation was huge. His meridians were damaged and his spiritual consciousness was in a daze. Aban rolled in the air and showed his original body, and caught Mei Yingxing. He ran towards Wuzhou. He didn't care whether he was in the battle formation or not, protecting the young master was his only task.

Aban now has the ability to fly in the sky, and is naturally magical and good at galloping. He runs with all his strength and can't even catch up with the sword flying immortal. As soon as Aban walks away, his opponent rolls up the demon cloud and wants to chase him. Mei Yi comes to block the sword and stops him and shouts, "Gu Dulu, aren't you dead yet?" Without waiting for the other party to answer, he slashes over, and the sword in the air is full of power.

The master on the clouds was the shaman witch Gu Dulu decades ago in the Turkic army. Now more than seventy years have passed, but he didn't expect that this person is still in the world, and his cultivation has improved and his magic power has become stronger. This time, Ashina Chengqing led his troops to attack the south, and he also helped the army.

Gu Dulu waved a bone staff with a skeleton on the top and retreated repeatedly in the parry. He was no match for Mei Yi. A long roar came from afar, and two more bone staff flew over with each other. Mei Yi was intercepted and fought. The sky was filled with transformed white bone monster claws and Mei Yi shot out the ground and shot the sword light.

The reinforcements were two senior brothers from Gu Dulu, named Gu Dufu and Gu Dushou. They have enjoyed the worship of nomads on the grassland for a hundred years, and occasionally taught their disciples to cast spells to cure diseases and pray for blessings. They were regarded as gods by locals and disciples. These two people have been practicing in the desert for many years, living in simplicity and not caring about worldly affairs, and are rarely entangled in the worldly karma. This time, they were told by their junior brother Gu Dulu to come out of the mountain.

On the one hand, it was because the friendship between his classmates was not easy to refuse. On the other hand, Gu Dulu was clever and told them that An Lushan rebelled against the Tang Dynasty and that the Turks could take the opportunity to recover their vitality. If they win this time, they would share the world with Dayan, and the Shamanism would also go to the Central Plains. The last sentence moved the two masters, and finally brought several disciples to Chengqing's army with Gu Dulu. Their cultivation level was far above that of their junior brother Gu Dulu.

Mei Yi fought alone with Gu Du Fu and Gu Du Shou, but he could not win for a while. Yuwen Deng flew to the clouds and held a spurt to help, and at the same time ordered two juniors to say, "You protect the central army."

The fighting started in the sky, and the terrain on the ground also changed. The spells of the wind control on both sides were closed, and the strange wind stopped blowing. The Mars that were swept into the middle fell, sprinkling into the battlefield of strangulation. Although they were only some burning grass leaves and branches, the scattered stars did not have much lethality. They caused great horror.

The ancients were superstitious. Ordinary soldiers did not know the inside story of the cultivator's fighting. They saw the strong wind in the distance and the sea of ​​fire fell into their own camp. They thought that the other party had a god to help with him and their morale became three points weaker. When they stretched out their strange hands in the clouds, it meant that the gods had appeared directly, and many people almost wanted to escape.

Later, many eyes were dazzled, as if someone had flew into the sky, and the sound of surging like huge waves and waves came from the clouds, and the light was radiant, and the clouds were like countless strange claws rolling around. It should be the gods fighting each other, but I don’t know what the scene was? Mars fell all over the sky, and the camp behind him was burning. Although the Tang army had not been in chaos, many soldiers had lost their fighting spirit. The change in the situation was undoubtedly more beneficial to the Turkic army.

The Tang army had the upper hand, but the war was in a stalemate state. The Turks became more and more brave and the casualties on both sides were heavy. When Mei Xiao saw this scene, he was also considering whether to withdraw his troops? Nearly half of the Turks were injured and were unable to make a large invasion. However, the soldiers under his command were not good at fighting for a long time. Retreat to Tianshui and reorganize the army and defend, which was another wise choice.

Mei Xiao had just thought of reorganizing the army and retreating, and then Mei Yi sent a divine thought on the clouds and shouted: "If you retreat, both sides will be injured. If you advance, you will be successful. You should attack the entire army!"

Mei Yi has experienced the battle formation for a long time, and can see the situation clearly in the clouds. There is a lot of fire behind the Turkic cavalry, and there is only one official road to escape. It is impossible to retreat in a formation. If the formation is broken, it will be annihilated. For the Tang army, they can choose to retreat into Tianshui County, but then they will miss the opportunity to wipe out the enemy. This battle is equivalent to both defeats.

Once the fire is extinguished, the enemy will retreat and rectify it, and then the guerrilla attacks will raid the enemy. Therefore, the best strategy should be to force the enemy into the fire with its superior strength.

Mei Xiao suddenly woke up after hearing this sentence. He must not relax at this time. The Central Army flag waved forward and beat the drum again, throwing all the reserve team into the battle, and it was already a desperate bet.

The Turkic cavalry suddenly discovered that the opponent's central military sword formation had retreated, and gave up a wide space in front of the battlefield, shouting in unison to cover the killing. At this time, the ground suddenly trembled, and a thousand cavalry on the left side of the battlefield rushed towards the front wing of the central military. The number was small but the momentum was terrifying. Wherever they passed, the enemy was overturned.

The general at the front was wearing heavy armor and galloping, with two pots of arrows hanging in front of his saddle. This man could draw his bow on his horse with his left and right hands, and he could control the strings and shoot continuously. Within a hundred steps of the sound of the bow string, there would be an enemy rider falling off the horse. There was no one in the direction of his charge. The left and right soldiers raised their shields to cover it, like a sharp knife that directly crashed into the Turkic cavalry formation.

The leader of the heavy cavalry was Nan Jiyun. Lie was a child of a hunter from Weizhou. By chance, he was accepted as a disciple by Mei No. 5 Middle School, the general manager of Wumei Villa. He taught martial arts and riding and shooting. He had accompanied Zhang Guo to Wuzhou and received Mei Yi's personal guidance. Mei Yi once commented that this person could not become a immortal, but could practice outstanding martial arts, which was very similar to his self back then.

Mei Xiao knew Nan Jiyun when she was young, and later recommended him to join the army at Zhenyuan Order Zhang Xun's sect, which was highly valued by Zhang Xun. Ashina Chengqing led the rebels south. Zhang Xun was afraid that the Jianghuai was in trouble, so he sent Nan Jiyun's flying cavalry to show his warning. He happened to face Mei Xiao's army. The army lacked generals who could command heavy cavalry to charge. In this battle, Nan Jiyun became the leader of the heavy cavalry.

Behind a thousand heavy cavalry, six thousand infantrymen were steadily advancing with shields, and behind the shield was like a long spear in the woods. On the right side of the battlefield, the Tang army naval army had already landed. Thousands of people came over, trapping the Turkic army firmly in place like an open pocket. The battle continued until the second half of the night. The firelight in the distance illuminated the sky and did not fade until the next morning. Mei Xiao's army suffered nearly 10,000 casualties, while the rebels only had hundreds of elite cavalry to cover the commander Chengqing to escape from the official road.

Just when the Turkic soldiers were about to be defeated, Gu Dushou and Gu Dufu abandoned the battle and left, but went in different directions. Gu Dufu saw corpses everywhere on the battlefield, and Ashina Chengqing's command was defeated step by step. He was about to be wiped out, but suddenly flew down the clouds and rushed into the Tang army's formation and rushed straight to the central army flag, attempting to assassinate the Tang army commander Mei Xiao to turn the situation around.

Mei Xiao's personal soldiers bravely protected the master. Nearly 100 armored soldiers in the sword formation ahead were strangled by the white bone monster claws, and Yuwen Long, a disciple of Tingtao Villa, also died at his hands. Gu Dufu hit two arrows of Nan Jiyun who came back in the melee. One of them penetrated the pipa bones and was then killed by Mei Yi who flew down the sky with a sword.

Gu Dushou fell into the Turkic army and took advantage of the chaos to get into the fireworks jungle. He had magical powers and did not fear fireworks, and wanted to use this to cover the escape. After Mei Yi killed Gu Dushou, he chased him for more than 300 miles. He killed Gu Dushou, who had escaped from the battle formation on the banks of the Huai River.

Two great shamans who have been silent for many years have died. Where did Gu Duluo, the junior brother who incited them to come out of the mountain? When Fushou and Shou clinging to Mei Yi, Gu Duluo took a loophole to chase Aban who was carrying Mei Yingxing. Aban ran too fast on the auspicious clouds. He never caught up with him. When he crossed the Yangtze River, a person suddenly appeared in front of him, and Aban stopped him. The person who came was a woman holding gold silk Buddha dust.

Gu Dulu shouted on the clouds: "Who are you? How dare you block my way?"

The woman shook her head and said, "It is quite difficult for you to have today's cultivation, why bother? If you promise to return to the mountain to practice from now on, I can let you have a way out."

Gu Dulu didn't say a word, and used his bone staff to chant the magic spell. The clouds were covered with cold wind, and countless strange claws came to capture the main leader of the Zhengyi sect who blocked the road. He wished that with a wave of golden silk and Buddha dust, thousands of flying silks would sprinkle out the magic spells of the other party, which would be enough to resist and not counterattack.

Seeing that the other party was just like this, Gu Dulu flew forward with a strange scream and waved his staff to hit the wish. The skeleton at the top of the bone staff turned into a huge shape, and suddenly opened its mouth and swallowed people.

With a blink of an eye, the golden wire turned into a thunderous lightning and smashed the transformed skeleton, and shouted: "I think you are not easy to practice for a lifetime, so I will show mercy. Why don't you make a vow and turn back quickly!"

When Gu Duluo saw that he was unable to win, he shouted and suddenly changed his body and tried to bypass Ying Wan and left, but still chased him towards the direction of Aban's escape. Ying Wan, who had not tried his best, sighed again. The golden whisk spread out like a rolling sky, covering Gu Duluo's body and twisted it. With a scream, the great shaman who had been practicing for a hundred years immediately turned into ashes.

Ying Wan really doesn't want to provoke more karma, but Gu Duluo's magic power is too strong and he doesn't know how to advance or retreat, so she has to kill her.

The killing action of Ying Wan was very gentle. He used golden silk all over the sky to wrap around Gu Dulu's body. The surging magic power broke his protective spell. The real fatal blow was just a lightning light hitting the eyebrows and taking his life, and then casting a spell to snatch his body into ashes. As long as he hurts people, he would be the karma accumulated in Tianxing. When he truly killed the enemy, he should try to avoid using earth-shaking power - this is something that many monks don't know.

Aban ran more than two thousand miles with Mei Yingxing, who was unconscious, and crawled into the Qingyi Mountains, which scared Lan Caihe, the eldest disciple of the sect. He quickly checked the injury for the uncle. Mei Yingxing's injury was not serious and he had no worries about his life. He was just smashed directly on the magic weapon by great magic power, and the furnace and cauldron were all shaken. If he did not want to affect his practice in the future, he would need to recuperate for a long time to recover slowly.

Lan Caihe did not wake him up directly, but used medicine to calm his mind and let Mei Yingxing continue to fall into a coma. This injury is naturally not difficult to treat in the three mountains of Qingyi. Lan Caihe did not seek to cure him as quickly as possible, but instead helped him recover in the most steadily way.
Chapter completed!