Chapter 418: Clamping

Dezi did not participate in the battle. He rode on a war horse and stood on the hillside to command the battle. This was an excellent position and could see the overall situation from a bird's eye view.

The soldiers of the Wei Family Ji's tribe were very brave, and even reached the level of fearlessness. However, this was a soldier who had been traveling for two days and one night. They were not only exhausted, but even had no meals. The courage to fight could not make up for the huge physical energy consumption.

The huge battlefield is like a meat grinder. Although the soldiers in Nancheng are not as brave as the soldiers of the Wei Family Tribe, their physical strength is at its peak, and the number of people is at an absolute advantage, the balance of victory is tilting towards them. Almost every soldier believes that victory belongs to them after all, and it is the soldiers who firmly believe that victory belongs to them. Faced with the soldiers who are fearless in death in Wei Family Ji, they still did not retreat.

The casualties of the soldiers of the Wei Family Ji tribe rose sharply, and they arranged into dense formations to resist tenaciously. However, the morale of the other soldiers was also very strong. The commanders of both sides were consuming the opponent's power with their lives. In this consumption, the number of Wei Family Ji soldiers at a disadvantage obviously exceeded the soldiers of the Nancheng Military Region. The huge defensive formation became smaller and smaller like peeling an onion...

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Dezi had a grim face and a clear line on his cheeks, giving people a reliable and steady state. His strong right hand held a sharp long sword horizontally. Behind him were hundreds of cavalry, and this cavalry would lead the tribal soldiers to break through at critical moments.

It has reached a critical moment. The army of 17,000 people has lost one-third of it at this time. If it is delayed, it will only be wiped out. Although the cavalry charge cannot win, it can save some of its lives, even a very small part...

Dezi was very contradictory. He knew that as long as he swung his cavalry down, the entire defensive formation would collapse, and the soldiers would definitely charge immediately afterwards. At that time, there would be more casualties, and there might be very few people who could escape alive.

Undoubtedly, this is a difficult decision, and staying will only be a dead end. Escape will be equivalent to abandoning many brothers...

"General De, there are reinforcements! Look." Suddenly, a soldier beside Dezi shouted excitedly.

"reinforcement!"

Dezi was immediately excited and followed the soldier's gaze and looked into the distance. He saw a small dot expanding rapidly in the morning light. Judging from the dust rising behind the little dot, it was judged that it was a horse riding man.

It's approaching!

It's getting closer!

Under the blood-red sunshine, Dezi Xiyi felt that the man was a little familiar, but he couldn't remember it for a moment. However, he was sure that it was from the Wei family, because the man was wearing a long robe, not a heavy armor.

It is impossible for the cavalry coming out of the South City to not wear armor.

Who would he be?

Dezi couldn't help but frown. The other party was just one, and among these thousands of troops, his personal strength was almost negligible.

The next scene made Dezi gasp. The young man who was alone actually waved his right arm and swung out a very short scimitar and rushed straight into the surging army.

Not only Dezi gasped, but everyone around him looked dull.

Isn't this suicide?

This is suicide!

A man rushed into the rear of the enemy without any reinforcements, which was equivalent to dying. Dezi smiled bitterly at the corner of his mouth...

really!

The young man's horse rushed into the dense infantry in less than two minutes, and the tide of soldiers immediately submerged the young man...

"General German..."

Dezi made a silence move, staring at the place where the war horses fell to death. He saw a slender figure breaking through the dense crowds of people and rising up from the ground. A sharp scimitar rolled in the air, slashing dazzling lights. With the light like lightning, the soldiers around the slender young man fell one by one, like a strong wind blew across the wheat field...

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Liu Fei knew that opportunities were fleeting.

One of the two sides fighting fiercely is the tribal soldiers of Wei Jiaji. It can be analyzed that the Nancheng Military Region should have an absolute advantage, otherwise, they would not risk leaving the city.

Now, Liu Fei had only one idea. He would never let the soldiers in Nancheng return to the city, let alone let them strangle the soldiers of the Wei family tribe and return with great victory. That would greatly boost the morale of the soldiers in Nancheng.

Wei San's infantry had been trekking for several days and nights. If they marched quickly to the battlefield and entered the battle, it would inevitably cause large-scale casualties.

The only option is to lead Wei Xiong's 200 elite cavalry to help, so that the leader of the Wei Family Tribe who was interspersed here knew that their reinforcements had arrived and let them hold their positions!

When Liu Fei urged his horse to arrive at the battlefield, he was immediately shocked by the magnificent scene, and a fierce fighting spirit surged in his heart. This was the real battlefield for a passionate man. The first time he saw a cold weapon battlefield like an ancient one, the grand scene instantly ignited Liu Fei's deep ambition to conquer.

Liu Fei may not know that in his bones and in his blood flowing, there is a strong desire for conquest lurking. Challenging those strange beasts in the windy prairie is also the desire for conquest at work...

The cold light reflected from the dense guns and swords of the soldiers in Nancheng made Liu Fei suddenly become excited. The burning fighting spirit replaced the rationality and calmness of the past. He couldn't help but roar. Yuehua suddenly slashed in the air, making a whistling sound, and his legs exerted force, and the war horse under his crotch rushed straight towards the densely packed infantry battle formation!

At this time, Liu Fei had entered a state of selflessness.

He had no idea that Wei Xiong had been left behind from afar, nor did he know that he had broken into the thousands of troops alone. In his eyes, there was only the passionate battlefield that made people rush in blood.

The war horses were running for four kilometers in a row, but they were already exhausted. They were urged by Liu Fei to get into the thousands of troops. The crowd formed huge resistance. The war horses rushed in and were immediately unable to do so. The group was spinning around in one place. Liu Fei simply gave up the war horse, lifted the scimitar and jumped into the dense crowd.

Thick shield!

The soldiers in Nancheng are all professional soldiers. They usually receive harsh military training and have extremely rich combat experience. They have their own way to deal with powerful generals like Liu Fei who are invincible. They quickly organized hundreds of swords and shield hands to form a thick circular formation to trap Liu Fei.

Seeing the defensive wall formed by thick shields pressing up, Liu Fei, who was rushing blood, ran a clamped arc step, his thinking suddenly became calm, and a turning point changed, got rid of the soldiers chasing behind him, suddenly swung the moonlight and slashed the shield wall with a knife. This knife, then Liu Fei's body's impact was so powerful, the shield wall made a shocking loud noise and collapsed. Between the lightning, Liu Fei broke into the gap, and the moonlight kept cutting in the gap of the crowd, and the circular formation immediately collapsed...

Liu Fei, who was completely forgot about himself, soon entered the state of breathing. In his eyes, there were no individual soldiers. He only saw the throat, heart, and arteries...

Liu Fei's movements became more and more coherent and skillful, and the moon was flying in the morning light, like a butterfly dancing with a cold light, which was a kind of beautiful killing.

The entire battlefield seemed to suddenly become quiet, just like Liu Fei performing alone on the stage.

Dezi and a group of soldiers on the hillside were fascinated by the sight. The slender figure seemed to contain endless power, coming and going freely in the crowd, and in the dynamic rhythm, soldiers fell one by one.

The scimitar was as spiritual as it was, from beginning to end, as bright as snow, like a ghost on the grassland, harvesting life.

What scared the soldiers in Nancheng the most was that the efficiency and accuracy of the scimitar like lightning made people's backs chill...

The art of murder!

Liu Fei was completely intoxicated by the murderous art described by Kasso. Yuehua had become one with him. He could feel the pleasure emitted by Yuehua's sharp blade cutting off the trachea.

Every knife has no extra power.

Each surgery is as accurate as a surgical procedure.

Every knife will disappear with life.

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Liu Fei's body is also constantly changing, sometimes like a ghost emerging and faint, sometimes like a cheetah turning flexibly, like dancing a rhythmic dance accompanied by heavy metal music.

Liu Fei kept waving his right arm, and the shocking blood scattered in the air under the blood-red sunlight. Wherever he passed, it was like a road to death. Fear appeared in the eyes of the twisted corpse. In the midst of his mental excitement, the sprayed blood stained the grass red...

Mars!

Mars!

Could this be the legendary God of War!

Fear spread among the soldiers like a plague. The neatly arranged formation began to shake, and the soldiers made horrified sounds, avoiding the shiny scimitar.

Looking at the slender back that was as strong as a murderous machine, the soldiers standing on the hillside were shocked and their backs were chilling. Even Dezi, who was extremely brave, was suppressed by the agitated killing aura and did not dare to come out.

Finally, Dezi saw that face.

It's Liu Fei!

"Liu Fei!"

"Liu Fei!"

"Liu Fei!"

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A soldier shouted, and then thousands of soldiers shouted in unison, and the shouts soared into the sky, shaking the earth. At the same time, the two hundred cavalry led by Wei Xiong shot into the collapsed battle formation like a sharp arrow, and the infantry screamed heart-wrenchingly, as if the end of the world had arrived.

"kill!"
Chapter completed!