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The twenty thousand Directly Subordinate Army led by Qin Bao and Qu Jing started to battle with the Peng Army.

Within the Peng Army, what could truly contend against the Tianyuan Army were Zhong Tian's close combat troops, and the number of close combat troops was after all limited.

Less than an hour after the battle between the two sides, thousands of soldiers were split into pieces by the Tianyuan Army.

On the other side, Zhan Hu and Zhan Wudi's duel was still continuing. Zhan Hu's cultivation was not as deep as Zhan Wudi's, but he was strong, so Zhan Wudi would not be able to win in a head on fight, but it was not easy for Zhan Wudi to win against him with his spirit martial skills.

Zhan Hu's movements was agile and his skills were proficient. As long as Zhan Wudi released his tyrannical Spirit Martial Technique, he would immediately dodge the attack, avoiding the attack at the center of the formation, and then use his skills to cancel out the attack. Zhan Wudi had released a few skills, but none of them were able to harm Zhan Hu at all. On the contrary, he was tired to the point of sweating, and in the end, he didn't dare to use his skills recklessly, as he used up his spirit energy.

The two of them fought with great difficulty, and the battle between the soldiers below was extremely intense. There were many people in the Ning Army, but they were not good at close combat. Furthermore, they were not well-prepared, and their formation was extremely chaotic as they engaged in close combat with thirty thousand Tianyuan Army warriors. Not only did they not gain the upper hand, they were even in a precarious situation.

On the battlefield, Ning Bing dragged his heavy armor, his movements appearing clumsy and slow. If this were a well-organized formation, the heavy armor would indeed have a perfect defensive effect. But now, in a chaotic battle, the armor on Ning Jun'er's body became a heavy burden for the soldiers.

Due to the limitations of the armor on their bodies, Ning Soldiers would often only be able to notice their own front and sides, and would not feel anything from the back. However, in the chaotic battle between the two sides, the enemy only appeared from the front, and countless Ning Soldiers were cut down on the ground by Feng Army that had suddenly appeared from their sides or behind them before they could even figure out what was going on.

There were even more Ning soldiers who clearly saw that an enemy was charging towards them, but they didn't even have the time to attack before they were pushed to the ground by the Tianyuan Army soldiers.

After the nimble Feng Army stood up, he used both hands to hold onto a blade and slashed and stabbed at the fallen Ning Soldier. In the midst of continuous sounds of impact, the weapon in Feng Soldier's hands became sharp, and the steel armour on Ning Bing's body became riddled with wounds, blood flowing out from the gaps in the armor.

In the entirety of the battlefield, it was unknown how many Ning soldiers had tragically died under the Feng Army blade. Looking up, one could see that the steel armor had been broken into pieces, and the fresh blood had dyed the entire surface of the battlefield a deep blood-red. The screams and groans spread throughout the battlefield, and the stench of blood and the vile stench of organs in the air caused one to feel nauseous.

There were panic, panic, and people running in all directions. The horses that were loaded with supplies were also affected by the battle between the two sides, and they fled in fright, pulling their carriages forward recklessly, causing the battlefield to become even more chaotic.

In such an intense battle, the first thing that could not be maintained was the Peng Army. As Zhong Tian's close combat troops were completely annihilated by the Tianyuan Army, the other ordinary Peng Army even more so did not dare to continue battling, and began to flee in batches after batches.

Although Peng Army could not help Ning Jun by much on the battlefield, when they ran away, it was still a huge blow to Sergeant Ning's anger. Army of Ning was not a match for Tianyuan Army in the first place, and under the influence of the Peng Army, her aura was completely suppressed by the Tianyuan Army.

The battle between the two armies had a victory for the brave, and the nearly one hundred and fifty thousand soldiers, both Ning Army and Peng Army, had been completely defeated by the red-eyed Tianyuan Army. The number of soldiers who had been killed and killed by Tianyuan Army, as well as the number of soldiers who had trampled on each other's feet, far exceeded ten thousand.

At this time, even Zhan Wushuang, who was so adept at commanding the troops, was helpless. Looking at the situation on the battlefield, he felt that if this battle continued, all of the Member under his command would be annihilated.

This order released the Generals And Soldiers of Ning Army s who were struggling to hold on. Tens of thousands of the Ning Army's troops under the command of their generals gave up fighting with their Tianyuan Army, and all fled towards the south. Once Ning Jun retreated, the part of the Peng Army that was still fighting against the Tianyuan Army became void of fighting spirit. They ran even faster than the Peng Army, and lost like scattered sand.

It was easy to give the order to retreat, but how could retreat in a free-for-all be so simple? Ning Jun and Peng Army ran in front, but did not turn around due to the Tianyuan Army. They chased after them relentlessly, trying to kill their way up to the front. Countless Ning Jun Army and Peng Army soldiers were cut down by the Tianyuan Army and fell to the ground, dying a violent death.

Not to mention the fact that they didn't have time to take away the large amount of supplies, they had even thrown away all the food. The entire army of over a hundred thousand people, with the exception of the weapons in their hands, had almost nothing else to take with them.

If Wu Guang was not severely injured, his Tianyuan Army would have continued to chase and kill all of Ning Jun and his Peng Army. However, after chasing them for only two kilometers, Wu Guang was no longer able to hold on and his body swayed a few times. Then, with a flip of his eyes, he fell off his war horse.

Wu Guang had fainted from the fall of the horse, but it frightened the surrounding Tianyuan Army soldiers. The first thing Zhan Hu did was to retreat and check on Wu Guang's injuries.

Although Zhan Hu had not learned any medical skills, he was a martial general after all, and knew a little about external injuries. After seeing Wu Guang's injuries, he immediately realised how serious he was. He passed down the order, giving up on hunting the enemy and bringing the enemy's supplies and supplies, and immediately returning to the Wan City to join his side's main force.

carried Wu Guang onto a carriage, and then headed towards the Wan City at full speed.

As for the Ning Army and Peng Army that had been defeated and defeated in the direction of the Feng City, they had fled more than five kilometers before finally stopping. At this moment, if they were to count the number of people, the commanders of the two armies almost cried out.

The originally one hundred and twenty thousand soldiers of the Ning Army were now reduced to sixty to seventy thousand soldiers. The soldiers were all wearing crooked armor, and in order to increase their speed, many of the soldiers had even thrown away their helmets and the armor on their upper body. But the Peng Army was even more miserable, the thirty thousand man army only had more than three thousand people participating in the battle. Most importantly, these three thousand people were just a motley crew.

During the entire army's break time, Zhong Tian, who was dressed in casual attire, walked out of the troop accompanied by a few ministers and generals, to look for the two brothers, Zhan Wushuang and Zhan Wudi. On the battlefield just now, the luxurious carriage that Wu Guang saw was indeed Zhong Tian's, it was just that he was crafty enough to not sit on the ground, and had let one of his ministers sit on him.

It was just that he knew that there were too many people in the Feng Country who hated him from top to bottom, and he would feel insecure once he left the palace which was heavily guarded. He was afraid that he would encounter an assassin on his way, so he only wore casual clothes mixed in with the Peng Army, and had arranged for a minister to sit inside the carriage.

It was precisely because of his caution that he avoided such a calamity and did not die under Wu Guang's blade.

In the Ning Army Camp, Zhong Tian saw the dejected and silent Zhan Wushuang and Zhan Wudi. He wiped the perspiration off his forehead, rushed forward, and asked urgently: "General Wushuang, invincible general, we … Where should we go now? "

The two Zhan brothers looked at Zhong Tian. In their hearts, they were angry, resentful, angry and resentful. In the eyes of the two of them, Zhong Tian was simply a decaying god. Ever since he helped himself, the two brothers had been defeated consecutively. The initial four hundred thousand army, now, only had a few tens of thousands of people left.

"Hey!" Zhan Wudi fiercely stomped his foot, and sighed towards the sky.

Zhan Wushuang laughed bitterly and cupped his hands towards Zhong Tian and said: "Your Majesty, we currently have no way of turning back, we can only … They are continuing to retreat towards the Feng City! "

"But …" Zhong Tian swallowed his saliva and said: "Aren't Feng City under heavy attack right now? With just our current small military might, if we were to go to Feng City, I'm afraid that … " He did not finish his words, but looked at Zhan Wushuang with worry.

Sigh! Zhan Wushuang secretly sighed, and said slowly: "Even if Feng City has a sea of flames and sabers, we will still have to force our way through, or else, we will be trapped to death here!"

Zhong Tian grinned and asked in a low voice: "General Wushuang, why don't we go back and kill them? Who knows, maybe the enemies that ambushed our army haven't retreated yet …"

Before he finished speaking, the distracted Zhan Wudi could no longer take it anymore, he angrily roared and said: "It's not easy to get rid of our enemies, and now we have to kill our way back, are we looking to seek death?"

"But …" "But …" Zhong Tian stuttered for a long time as he did not finish his sentence. When he was escaping, he did not notice that it was now safe. He just realised that the gold, silver, jewelry and other supplies had not been taken away, and they had definitely landed in the hands of Tianyuan Army. This wealth was his lifeblood, whether or not he could make a comeback in the future all relying on this money, how could he not be worried? However, these words were hard to say, and he knew, if Zhan Wushuang and Zhan Wudi went back to fight with Tianyuan Army for his money, the two of them would definitely not agree.

"Don't say 'but'!" Zhan Wudi said angrily: "If you want to go back, you go back by yourself. Big brother and I have already decided, all the way south, we will first withdraw to the Mo Country, then change the route and return to the Ning Country. If you want to live, you can go with my brother.

"What?" Return to Ning Country? " Hearing that, Zhong Tian was shocked, he anxiously turned his head to look at Zhan Wushuang, and asked uncertainly: "General Wushuang, what General Unrivaled is saying … Is that true? "