Outside Lumen Pass.

The 20,000 Shenwu Army, plus the 500 elites of Lumen Pass, formed an army of "20,500", and fought hand to hand with the Dongwang Army.

The Eastern King's army was well-equipped and had strong men and horses.

But the Shenwu Army is not bad either.

The two sides met head-on, and the battle situation became tense for a while.

In front of Lumen Pass is an endless plain, where cavalry is king.

Both sides are cavalry, it depends on who can ride the other.

"you're old!"

The Eighth General stared at the saddle with his legs, jumped up high, and punched the old Shenwu General.

"Hahaha! When I was killing the enemy on the battlefield, you hadn't stopped breastfeeding yet!"

General Shenwu is worthy of being an old ginger,

Deeply understand the importance of talking nonsense on the battlefield.

As soon as he said these words, the Eighth General's face darkened, and his fists became even fiercer.

"let me!"

At this time, next to General Shenwu's war horse, a frail general climbed up to the sky and drew a sword.

In an instant, the surrounding temperature dropped suddenly, and everyone's armor was covered with a layer of snow-white frost.

"It's a monk!"

The Eighth General's expression darkened, and one could not generalize between monks and monks.

Just because he can punch Qi Realm monks doesn't mean he won't panic when facing Golden Core monks.

"The idea is prickly! Call him!"

When the Eighth General saw the cold sword energy released by his opponent, freezing the air, his heart suddenly shuddered, his fists faltered, and he used his strength to retreat.

Immediately afterwards, behind the Dongwang Army, with a roar, a dozen sneaky men in black robes were shaken out by the Eighth General.

The dozen or so men in black robes are the mysterious monks Ling Yunzhi mentioned.

In the past, they were responsible for guarding the supply front behind the Eastern King's Army.

When the Eighth General heard about the arrival of the Shenwu Army, in order to ensure safety, he invited more than a dozen monks to the front line for foreign aid.

There are more than a dozen monks, obviously from the same sect.

I saw that they were covered in dark aura, and at the same time they slapped the frost and snow sword energy that Xia Xiaoman wielded.

The mighty ripples were like a cage, confining Xia Xiaoman's offensive within a circle.

Jian Nanchun used the illusory formation function of the Tianji Sword to stay in the dark. When he saw this, he was secretly worried for his junior sister.

Unexpectedly, in mid-air, Xia Xiaoman calmly changed his moves, merged his sword with his sword, and broke through the encirclement.

"Chase!"

A dozen black monks saw that they had the upper hand and were ready to kill them all.

"You guys are going too far!!!"

Xia Xiaoman had just swept a hundred meters away when he suddenly stopped and turned around, with a tragic look on his face, a dazzling white light bloomed all over his body, and a majestic voice echoed over the battlefield: "Seniors can be killed, but cannot be humiliated! Even if I self-destruct the golden elixir, I will never

I won’t let you have an easy time! You will die!”

"She's going to blow herself up!"

"Why so sudden!"

"Too strong!"

Seeing Xia Xiaoman preparing to self-explode the golden elixir, the dozen or so monks who were about to catch up were stunned. They didn't expect that the opponent would be so steel-breaking that he would explode as soon as he said it.

You are not playing by common sense!

The reaction of more than a dozen monks was also very fast. When they saw something was wrong, they immediately retreated.

Monks are no better than soldiers. Soldiers dare to die on the battlefield, but monks would never do so.

Monks live for tens or even hundreds of years in order to live forever, and no one is willing to die here for a mere battle.

Retreating quickly, almost without thinking, is an act of heart.

But what they didn't expect was that the fierce monk, who had just emitted a bright white light, shrank back the next second and flew straight towards the rear of the battlefield.

More than a dozen monks looked at each other's far away figure. After being stunned for a moment, they suddenly realized.

"We...were cheated?"

…

"Where did you learn these damaging moves?"

When Xia Xiaoman was about to "self-destruct," Jian Nanchun couldn't sit still and prepared to come out to help.

Not to mention that he had made a promise to Junior Brother Lin Yi that he must take good care of his Junior Sister. Besides, Lin Yi's Junior Sister was also his Junior Sister of Jian Nanchun. No matter what he said, there was no way he would let his Junior Sister perish here.

But when he saw the twists and turns, whether he wanted to explode or not, Jian Nanchun was dumbfounded.

Why is everyone so angry about this kind of behavior?

"Senior Brother Lin Yi once said that when you have to run, you run away. This is a true hero. He leaves the green hills intact and is not afraid of not having any meat to eat! Moreover, Junior Sister, this is not called a damaging move, it is called a strategy!"

Xia Xiaoman and Jian Nanchun were hanging in the air.

Confronted with more than a dozen monks from afar.

The dozen or so monks were so angry that they were deceived, and they were ready to regain their power and attack.

When they saw Jian Nanchun standing side by side with Xia Xiaoman, and the Myriad Manifestations Umbrella spinning behind Jian Nanchun, there was another commotion among the dozen or so monks.

"It's Jian Nanchun from Tianjian Sect!"

"It's the Jian Nanchun who claims that 'when others have a sword, he has an umbrella, and he is dressed in white and shines on the divine continent'!"

"Why are the golden elixir monks from the Heavenly Sword Sect here?"

Jian Nanchun is well-known in the circle.

Even if others don't recognize his face, they can recognize him from his unique "flying sword".

When Jian Nanchun was young, he traveled around the world and left behind many legends.

Now, these messy legends finally came in handy and shocked Xiaoxiao.

Xia Xiaoman stood high and overlooked the battlefield.

Although the Shenwu Army is an elite force, with only two or three people fighting against fifty thousand people, they are at an absolute disadvantage in terms of numbers.

The doubling gap in numbers cannot be easily made up by the difference in personal strength and well-equipped equipment.

General Shenwu is indeed old.

When he was young, he could kill eight generals with one sword.

But at this moment, the Eighth General's fists roared, beating General Shenwu back steadily.

"retreat!"

General Shenwu's expression changed behind his visor, and he slashed out a bloody sword, cutting off the legs of several horses and horses surrounding the Eastern King's Army. The sand and dust rose up, and he decisively issued a retreat order.

Looking back, I saw that the battlefield was covered with corpses, from both sides.

After General Shenwu issued the order to retreat, everyone in the Shenwu army did not want to fight. They shook their reins, turned around and ran away.

"Hahaha! So, you are old!"

Although the Dongwang Army was also involved in this head-on collision, it was roughly estimated that one or two thousand people were lost, and the opponent also lost one or two thousand people. But one or two thousand people out of the twenty-five thousand people, and one or two thousand people out of the fifty thousand army.

How can one or two thousand people talk about the same thing? There is a difference... When the Eighth General thought about it, he didn't count how much he traveled on business. In short, he felt different and felt happy in his heart.

"Give this general... chase!"

A series of military orders were passed down.

The "East" flag waved in waves.

The whole army understood, worked together, and charged forward.

Lumen Pass has been huddled in the city for a month. The Eighth General is suffering from the imperfect siege equipment and it is difficult to capture the city. Today, it is rare that Lumen Pass has the foreign aid of the Shenwu Army. He gets carried away and goes out to fight. How can the Eighth General let him go?

This is a rare opportunity, wait and see.

As the art of war goes, charge when you need to and don't miss a good opportunity.

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Viewed from a height,

The Shenwu Army retreated, looking embarrassed and defeated.
To be continued...