"This battle is so bad..."

"Yes, the ghost army is fierce and bloodthirsty. After breaking the city, men are slaves and women are prostitutes..."

Noisy talk came from his ears, and Xiao Yuan opened his eyes with great difficulty.

His mind was a little drowsy and he began to look at the surrounding environment in a daze.

This is a plain, with many people around him wearing the armor of ancient soldiers, holding long halberds in their hands, resting under the tree, chatting in groups of three or three.

He looked down and saw that he was the same, wearing armor and his casual outfit?

His brain was a little short-circuited, and he was about to ask the nearest person, but at this moment, a scream suddenly came from the front: "Enemy attack! An enemy attack-"

The horrified screams made all the soldiers stop talking, stood up suddenly, picked up the long halberd, and began to rush forward in a hurry.

"Welcome the enemy! Welcome the enemy--"

"Go away! The ghost army is coming! Why are you still stunned here?"

Someone started to pull up Xiao Yuan in a daze.

He didn't react at all, but was pulled forward by the soldier.

There are the sound of infantry and military steps everywhere, and there are the sound of armor rubbing everywhere.

Soon, the army gathered.

On the vast plain, the confrontation between the two armies was formed.

On Xiao Yuan's side, there were long spears and flags waving in the wind, and he became one of all the soldiers.

He didn't know what he was doing, and he instinctively wanted to run away, but around him were soldiers wearing the same clothes as him, and everyone was waiting for a command, as if waiting for some order.

Some people have a sharp anger in their eyes, while others have a strong fear in their eyes.

Just when he was at a loss when he was looking around, the army ordered the general to draw out the battle sword: "Bowlman!"

Following the military order, Xiao Yuan's front row of soldiers pulled their bows and arrows, pulled them all over, and pointed them diagonally above the sky.

"put--"

With a command, thousands of arrows were fired at once, and with a buzzing sound, Xiao Yuan's eyes widened!

Because he clearly saw that there seemed to be a black cloud sweeping up from his own camp. The dense black dots gathered together, drew an arc in the air and poured down!

Pouffy!

Arrows penetrated diagonally all over the ground, and many people in the front row were shot to the ground, and howlings came one after another.

This is so shocking!

It's too real!

It was so real that his nerves suddenly became tense!

"Dong! dong! dongdongdongdongdong--"

The inspiring war drum sounded, and a general rode a tall horse and began to point the sword in his hand forward, shouting with a shocking voice: "Kill--"

"Kill--" In an instant, all the soldiers shouted loudly, picked up their long halberds, and began to charge forward frantically.

This is true for Xiao Yuan, both from the front and left. He was in the crowd and had no choice but to pick up weapons. Following the crowd, if he didn't rush, he would be tripped to the ground by countless soldiers behind him and then trampled to death by thousands of troops.

This side launched a charge of the entire army, and the other side was the same. During the attack, the enemy's front row rode their horses and began to throw spears on the war horses.

A spear with a strong wind blew through the belly of many soldiers.

A series of howls sounded in my ears, and a person beside me was stabbed by a spear, flew backwards, spitting blood in his mouth, and life passed away instantly!

What the hell is this place!

There was no time for Xiao Yuan to explore. In order to survive, he could only grit his teeth and experience this ancient cold weapon war.

The troops of both sides met soon, and blood immediately splashed on the spot!

Like a meat grinder, where the confrontation is a river, the soldiers are like cutting wheat, falling down in batches...

The enemy cavalry ravaged the plains, and once they were touched, they could often bring down a large area.

This was an encounter, and the vanguard of its own side was attacked by the main force of the enemy on this plain.

The troops of both sides were not proportional, and the formation was quickly disrupted. Xiao Yuan was gradually surrounded by the enemy.

In his previous life, he was a top master who scared countless people in the industry. He had murderous skills and also killed many enemy leaders, but the current scene really shocked him.

The blood under his feet and the screams around him all stimulated his nerves.

Several scimitars were slashing towards each other, and the opponent's soldiers dressed in a foreign race, with blonde hair and blue eyes, fierce and bloodthirsty.

Xiao Yuan's mind was trembling and immediately raised his long halberd. With the sound of gold and iron clashing, he raised his arms and bounced away several scimitars. At the same time, he swept the long halberd and killed several people in an instant.

At this time, his fighting spirit was also inspired, because it was obvious that his companions here, who were dressed the same as him, all had Chinese faces, while the enemy was all alien races.

Also, he has been wandering on the edge of life and death for many years and has clearly realized that this is the battlefield! If he doesn’t kill the enemy, the enemy will not be ruthless!

"Kill--" A little blood was splattered on his face, and he rushed into the enemy camp with a long halberd in his hand.

The war is still going on. I don’t know how long this battle has been fought. In the end, the shouts of killing around have gradually disappeared. The sun is far west, and Xiao Yuan is even more bleeding.

He stood in the center and looked around. He was surrounded by foreign enemy troops from all directions, and had surrounded him three layers inside and three layers outside.

Not long after, a man who looked like an alien general rode a war horse and separated the crowd. He held a horse whip in his hand and pointed at Xiao Yuan, and asked coldly: "Who are you? You have such martial arts, so I'll sign up! (Interracial language)"

Xiao Yuan couldn't understand what he said, but when he saw him, Xiao Yuan was shocked. No need to ask, this must be the other leader!

Without saying a word, he roared angrily and rushed forward with his halberd.

But the opponent's soldiers did not let him succeed. They screamed everywhere. Immediately, countless people protected the leader and fought with Xiao Yuan again.

Countless scimitars attacked from all directions. Xiao Yuan's eyes widened and began to slash left and right. The bodies flew backwards, and howlings came one after another. The leader's eyes also showed a look of fear.

At this point, Xiao Yuan was actually exhausted and was completely slack in one breath, but he was so desperate that he felt severe pain in his head at this time.

Messages crept into my mind, bursting.

After he defeated the enemy in front of him with a halberd, he couldn't help but stagger back a few steps, and then knelt on one knee with a long halberd.

At the same time, the soldiers of foreign races around us all rushed forward.

The dizziness came. I don’t know how long it took, but he felt lifted up. He opened his eyes hard and saw traces of the tragic battlefield.

There were soldiers who were the same clothes as him sank in pools of blood everywhere, feathers were everywhere, long halberds were scattered, flags were broken, and blood was inserted on the ground, fluttering in the wind.

Have you completely wiped out the army?

Central Plains Empire...

He closed his eyes again.
Chapter completed!