Yang Gu placed his central army on a ridge not far from the Heishui River. Standing in front of the military camp, there was the endless Black Water River in the distance, and the towering and majestic Flame Mountain was backed by the towering and majestic Flame Mountain. Not only could the entire Black Water River see the scene, but it blocked the exit of the Flame Mountain. More than 10,000 elite troops followed him to the beam, while tens of thousands of little monsters were densely distributed under the ridge, looking at the fires that looked like stars and the dense figures of demonic traces, a sense of satisfaction arose.

Tens of thousands of troops are worth the number of the 16th army of the Great Zhou Dynasty!

It has been several days since he entered the Heishui River. What annoyed Yang Gu was that the team he sent did not get much food, nor did he find anyone. The former gathering place of the tribe was deserted, and these damn monsters really ran to the Flame Mountain?

Yang Gu's anger suddenly burst into anger.

The reason why he chose to station here was that he had already made up his mind. When the remaining team returned, he would send people into the mountain, and all the unkind groups were included in the suicide squad, sent them to the front line, and all of them were destroyed to the siege!

"Ghost head, ghost head!"

He shouted loudly, and the ghost-headed little Zunfeng rushed out from somewhere and quickly appeared in front of Yanggu:

"Hehe, king, I'm here, here!"

"Come on, I'll drink good wine for you, and tell me what's going on in the mountain," Yang Gu threw a bag of bad wine brewed in his hand to Guitou, saying, "The smell outside the mountain makes people almost unable to open their eyes. Do you know where they went up the mountain?"

The ghost head hurriedly grabbed the wine bag in his arms, pulled the plug and started to drink the wine, and said vaguely: "This... Guru Guru... I'm a little... Guru Guru... Really... Guru Guru..."

Halfway through the conversation, he cut off his chore and swallowed in big mouthfuls.

Yang Gu waited for a long time without hearing it. He reacted and snatched the wine bag. Then he found that the bag was empty and had been swallowed up by the little demon. He was about to have an attack, but he heard the little demon say, "Don't be upset, go find the way, and go find the way immediately. You must find a way for the king..."

As I talked, my feet were far away.

Yang Gu could afford it, so he could only shout: "If you can't find it, don't come back!"

"King, the little one must find it, and you will definitely find it for the king... I found a way to enter the mountain... The little one dares to guarantee his life..." His body swayed, and he had merged into the shadows at the foot of the mountain and disappeared.

Yang Gu could only turn around and return to the tent, do nothing, and could only drink wine.

Halfway through the moon and late at night, the fire began to go out, and snoring sounds were everywhere. In the mudflats and reeds not far from this messy camp, black shadows slowly bowed their bodies and stood up straight, and when they looked at each other, their faces were full of surprise.

They could not believe that it was the camp just less than fifty feet away from them. But even so, there was no warning post, and even the minimum bright post was not available. With the dark red halo of the campfire, they could clearly see countless small demons stacked, lying in the ground in a mess, saliva, and holding a wooden stick with its long bones on its hands to act as a weapon.

What kind of army is this? Even the minimum bandits are probably much better than them, right?

Jiutou thought about this, gestured a few gestures, and slowly touched it with Xiong Shan and Yinhu, along with thousands of little demons.

Yinhu Xiongshan nodded one after another. They knew the meaning of this gesture very well. After Liu Chou's training, they all remembered it very well. They originally thought it was useless, but at this time they showed their outstanding advantages.

The gesture is very simple: create chaos, disperse, don’t fight, the main enemy is gathered on the ridge, the rest are refugees and monsters, kill less and more prisoners, and the king wants to live!"

The two nodded one after another and signaled: "I understand."

Jiutou signaled again: "At that time, if the enemy escapes, he will drive towards the mountain, try to attack their camps on the mountain, and set fire at the foot of the mountain..." He pointed to the skin in his hand and emphasized again: "Remember to use black oil to cause fire, this is what the king ordered again!"

The two demons nodded again: "I understand."

Jiutou also nodded, slowly raised his hand, and raised the huge giant sword with one hand...

The shouts of killing suddenly rose, and lightning came in a flash. In the chaos and huge shouts, three armies rushed into the dense clusters of small demons from different directions. The shacks, fires, and firewood were ignited by the black oil on the slope, and instantly they burned into a large area of ​​flames. The panicked Rakshasa army rushed out of the grass, trees, reeds, and shacks. Many of them had been ignited, screaming and rolling on the ground, wailing like clouds.

There was a chaotic tide under the ridge in an instant!

The Rakshasa Army had no experience in this kind of encounter. After all, monsters that had never fought with the human race would never have seen these. Although Yanggu knew about it, it swept through Tongtian River and Liusha River from the beginning of the entire riot, and had never encountered such a battle. For many demon races, if they had encountered it, they would never have thought that such a situation would have happened.

As a result, the turmoil became more and more intense. Among these little demons, no matter how Xiao Zunfeng or Zunfeng should be, they instantly defeated their already lack of courage with blood. In just an instant, they began to howl and flee in all directions.

Tens of thousands of little monsters under the ridge completely exploded after half a cup of tea that Jiutou blew up and completely collapsed. All the monsters were wailing and running around. Occasionally, one or two little monsters blocking the road were killed by them, because they ran too slowly, rather than they dared to stop the battle.

When Yanggu was awakened by his subordinates in the tent, the scattered soldiers had already begun to run towards the mountain. Seeing the scene in front of him, Yanggu almost vomited blood on the spot. Just a small group of little monsters shouting and setting fire could disperse and chaotic his tens of thousands of troops. The pig thrust and wolf gaze. This is a huge joke!

"You! Lead your troops to fight quickly!" Yang Gu shouted loudly, shouting a Zunfeng who was standing not far away and jumping up from afar: "Kill me all those things that came out of nowhere!"

"Get order!" Zuanfeng immediately rushed into the army behind. He could see very clearly that the number of enemies attacked was only two or three thousand, and he could bring five thousand soldiers to fight. There was almost no possibility of failure. But he forgot the impact of the chaos below on the soldiers on the mountain. After a long shout, he finally pulled up more than four thousand soldiers and hurried down the mountain.

As for the remaining soldiers, some were already timidly retreating to the back, some were looking for weapons in a mess, and some were mixed with the little demons rushing up from below, and they could no longer be separated...

Yang Gu watched Zuanfeng lead his troops to rush down, but the speed of advance was very slow. The chaotic monsters that rushed from the bottom of the mountain rushed the little monsters that had finally gathered into pieces and were defeated. At this moment, when the mountain wind blew, Yang Gu's mind suddenly became a little clearer.

Where did these soldiers come from? Could it be that this is the clan hiding on the mountain? The thief, silently, started such a large formation and almost hid it. It seems that these bandits must be eliminated, otherwise they would be recruited there...

While they were thinking about it, the two sides had already collided hard.

The man named Zhuanfeng rushed the fastest when he saw the enemy, but when he saw the enemy, the first thing that came into his eyes was a huge, broken giant sword. Zhuanfeng held the giant sword with one hand, and the other hand was holding a sheepskin bag and splashed it around. The courage he had finally plucked up suddenly disappeared without a trace. Looking at the soldiers following behind him, Zhuanfeng gritted his teeth and gathered a spear and stabbed him hard at the opponent.

With a clang sound, along with the spear, Zhuanfeng's body flew high into the air. He hit two ostentations in the air and landed on the ground. But unexpectedly, Zhuanfeng stood up immediately and fled to the distance without looking back. He did not escape to the ridge, but chose a place deep in the darkness without looking back, and rushing wildly without looking back.

This Zanfeng is a deer demon who has transformed into shape. He ran so wildly that his whole figure was like a black smoke, and he passed away and disappeared without a trace!

"Running?" Jiutou on the opposite side stood in shock. This was just the most ordinary block just now, and it was impossible to do anything to his opponent. In other words, before he exerted his strength, he didn't expect his opponent to escape!

The leader of the Zhuanfeng fled in one round, and the remaining Rakshasa army was in chaos. On the other side were rows of enemies as fierce as tigers and wolves. They raised their swords and swords, like wolves and tigers. The pressure of the mountain instantly crushed them into mud. No one took the lead, or at almost the same time, the little demons chose to follow Zhuanfeng's footsteps and acted the same...

That is to turn around and run away!

He threw away the weapons in his hand, took off the armor and stomach on his body, and rushed out toward the darkness with all the little demons who fled everywhere, and disappeared in an instant!

Yang Gu's eyes suddenly turned black and almost died suddenly. He had no idea that the Zunfeng under his command was so innocent. The three or four thousand soldiers dispersed without taking any action. Except for one of them rushing towards the ridge, the other two were also igniting the sea of ​​fire, and they began to press up the mountain from different directions, and rushed towards him in one from three sides.

Yang Gu now knows that the convenience is for him!

"Come, line up, fight the enemy with a decisive battle!"

After guessing the enemy's intentions, Yang Gu immediately responded. He wanted to take his subordinates to meet the enemy. Not to mention anything else, he went to the more than a thousand people coming towards him first. As long as he could defeat them, there would be no problem. But he brought nearly six or seven thousand people and suppressed the enemy under the general trend. Will the enemy survive?
Chapter completed!