"Ho" Tang Yin roared against the bison. He lifted his foot with one foot and stamped his foot with force. He almost stepped into the ground with his whole foot, and his body finally stopped after being hit by the bison.

He stopped the top of a wild bull running wildly, which made all the soldiers around him look silly. Qingyu, sitting on the ground, was even more stunned. His mouth was wide open, but he could not say a word.

Tang Yin's hand holding the Bison's horns didn't let go. He yelled again, breaking off the Bison's horns and twisting them to the ground.

With a plop, the huge body of the bison fell heavily on the ground in the air. Its limbs gouged and struggled to get up from the ground. Tang Yin set his palm as a knife and thrust it into the head of the bison.

Puff! The spirit armor on his hand was not a knife, but it was sharper than the knife. With this hand knife, his whole hand was buried in the head of the bison, and the bison was killed on the spot.

Without a moment's delay, Tang Yin took his palm out of the head of the bison, clasped the neck of the bison with one hand, grasped one of the hind legs of the bison with the other, and raised the dead body of the bison up to a thousand pounds above his head with a shout again. Then he looked at the bison behind and smashed it fiercely.

Plop! The corpse smashed into the bison herd, which made several wild bison tumbling on the ground and their wheels formed a ball. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Tang Yin finally gasped and turned to Qingyu, who was sitting on the ground, and said, "Qingyu, we can't fight this battle. Hurry up and withdraw"

before he finished his words, a bison rushed to him again. Tang Yin's eyes narrowed slightly, and he hooked a long gun on the ground with his toes. Holding the gun in one hand, he went forward and puffed. The bison hit the point of the gun.

The head of the bison was punctured on the spot, and Tang Yin was also forced to stagger backward for several steps.

Before he had stabilized himself, another bison came straight at him. At this time, Tang Yin was unarmed, and the number of bison was too large. He could knock down one or two heads, but not all of them.

He shakes his head in secret, and the spirit armor behind him makes a sound of "clattering". At the same time, two huge black wings are born behind him. Tang Yin quickly runs to Qingyu and clasps his belt with one hand. With the wings flapping, Tang Yin lifts up with his green feather and just gives way to the herd of wild cattle.

Looking at the herd of bison swarming under his feet, Qingyu felt a cold war. He turned back and said to Tang Yin in a trembling voice: "if it hadn't been for the king's help, he would have died under the cattle's kicking this time."

Tang Yin didn't speak, and his form of flying in the air would have been clearer.

Now, how can the generals and men of the flying feather army be described by a miserable word? On the battlefield, it was devastated and in a mess. The bodies of the wind troops were everywhere, and there were discarded armor and weapons everywhere. The flying feather army was already in a rout.

Tang Yin is sad. How many soldiers and soldiers have been killed in this battle! If you lose the fight, it's all right. But you are not defeated by the Sichuan army, but by the hooves of the bison.

He took Qingyu to a place where bison rushed by. After falling from the air, he slowly let go of Qingyu. Looking at the defeated generals around him, he couldn't help murmuring: "who set such a vicious trap here"

how much manpower and energy does it take to drive so many bison to the mountains and keep them in captivity when they attack the city?

He secretly shook his head, Sichuan is really crouching tiger, hidden dragon, talent, he is still too low valley Sichuan strength.

Thinking of this, he looked up to the sky with a long sigh and said, "Qingyu, order the withdrawal of troops!"

Hearing his words, Qingyu smiles bitterly. Where can we withdraw now? I'm afraid there are still 8000 soldiers left in the army close to 100000. He has fought countless times on the battlefield, but he has never been so defeated as he is today.

After the herd of wild cattle, the Feiyu army camp was left with only dead bodies and wounded soldiers on the ground. If you look at them, the corpses on the battlefield are stacked and can't be counted clearly. The wounded soldiers wriggle on the ground, groaning and crying one after another.

However, even if the wind force wants to withdraw, the Sichuan army in Xuangu pass is not willing to do so!

After the wild oxen rushed through the Fengjun camp, the gate of Xuangu pass suddenly opened. Then, tens of thousands of cavalry rushed out of the gate, shouting and yelling straight to the defeated general of the Feiyu army.

Tang Yin, who was about to retreat with the army, saw it clearly and rushed to the front of his head in anger. The Sichuan army won by chance with intrigue. Now he still dares to chase him out of the city, which is really deceiving.

Tang Yin's tiger eyes flashed a terrible light. He yelled at the three around him: "ah San, give me the sword emperor!"

Ah San quickly took the sword emperor from the horse's back and handed it to Tang Yin carefully.

The latter took it and shook off the scabbard of the sword emperor. Then, he pulled a horse from the bodyguard and jumped up. He turned back and said to the people, "wait for the army to retreat, and I'll stop the enemy behind you!"

"King, there are a lot of enemy troops. How can you be the rear of the palace?" Qingyu quickly stepped forward and said in an urgent voice."Don't be wordy. There's no time, Qingyu. Take the whole army back! Come on Tang Yin glared at him fiercely. Then, he knocked his feet against the stirrups and rushed to the Sichuan cavalry.

Since he got the sword emperor, Tang Yin has been playing with the sword. He is familiar with the characteristics of the sword emperor and can use it easily. At this time, he held the reins in one hand and the sword emperor in the other hand, and went to meet the Sichuan cavalry.

There is still a long way to go between the two sides. Tang Yin has already cut the sword emperor out of the air.

The sword emperor drew an arc in the air. At the same time, several photoelectrics shot out. Before the Sichuan cavalry on the opposite side could see what was going on, several people screamed and turned down their horses.

The two sides finally got in touch with each other. Tang Yin took up his sword and cut the first Sichuan cavalry company and his horse in two.

After that, he waved his arms, and the sword emperor's sharp edge drew a series of photoelectricity in the air. The Sichuan cavalry around him could be said to be dead if they stuck on it, and they would die when they met. The soldiers who were caught in the attack and fell down from the horses like dumplings.

The sword emperor's sharpness is now exerting its power. The steel helmets and armor of Sichuan cavalry are just like pieces of paper in front of the sword emperor. Even the fine steel weapons in their hands can't resist the sword emperor's sharp edge. Under Tang Yin's sword moves, Sichuan cavalry is often cut off with people and weapons.

Some of Sichuan cavalry have experienced the battle of Shenchi, and I don't know who called out: "sword emperor! That's the sword emperor! Br >

before his sword was put into his mouth, it was like a magic sword that he put into his mouth.

However, there were two monsters who wanted to pull out the sword like lightning.

The electric light flew back to the sword emperor in Tang Yin's hands, and it made a light sound. It was combined with the sword emperor. After a close look, there was no crack in the sword, as if the sword emperor's body had never been split.

Tang Yin, who had the sword emperor, was undoubtedly more powerful. Although there were many Sichuan troops besieging him, no one could hurt him. On the contrary, more than hundreds of Sichuan troops died under the sword emperor.

It can be said that at this time, Tang Yin completely blocked the tens of thousands of Sichuan cavalry with his own strength.

Seeing Tang Yin's ferocity, the officers and men of the Sichuan army were also frightened. They did not dare to rush forward blindly. They turned their horses one by one and tried to make a detour from both sides of Tang Yin.

After all, Tang Yin was just a man, and he could not stop so many Sichuan cavalry soldiers. Just as he was fighting around in the Sichuan army camp to fight for the retreat time as much as possible, a-3-4 came with a large group of bodyguards.

Both sides are cavalry, after meeting, there is no unnecessary nonsense, immediately fight to one place. Although there were few bodyguards, they were all elite, and most of them were spiritual practitioners. As soon as the two sides met, dozens of Sichuan cavalry were picked off their horses.

One Tang Yin is enough for Sichuan cavalry to drink. Now, a-san-a-si has brought a lot of bodyguards. The morale of Sichuan cavalry is rapidly suppressed. Just at this time, the gongs on the head of the city sounded, and Sichuan cavalry turned around and quickly returned to Xuangu pass.

Looking at the back of the Sichuan cavalry retreating, Tang Yin sighed, then looked at a-san-a-si and asked, "how did you come here?"

"General Qingyu sent us to meet the king!" Ah San said.

"If you make such a fuss, just a few Sichuan troops can help me?" Tang Yin carelessly threw the blood of the sword throwing emperor and handed it to A-San.

He looked around the battlefield, and then looked back at the Xuangu pass. His eyes were deep, and he said in a fierce voice: "revenge today, revenge in the future."

Although he suffered a great loss this time, the Feiyu army was almost destroyed. However, Tang Yin still has hope. After all, there are three legions of the plain army, the Sanshui army and the direct subordinate army. After he joins up with these three legions, he will come back again and win the Xuangu pass in one breath and avenge today's revenge.

He took ah San and ah Si to catch up with the remains of the Feiyu army and retreated with the army, which was 30 Li.

When he was thirty miles away, Tang Yin ordered the whole army to rest and count the number of people. Now the flying feather army is very miserable. There are only about 20000 soldiers left in the whole army, and more than half of them are wounded. I'm afraid that even less than 10000 people are really capable of fighting.

With an army of nearly 100000 people, we can imagine people's mood when they fight to such an extent. At this time, the whole army was dead and lifeless, and there was no one to speak. The soldiers sat on the ground and only had the strength to breathe.

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