Ye Guan didn't say anything, and quickly killed several enemy troops. He just looked back and looked calm, and then turned into a blue light and disappeared without a shadow.

Several soldiers rescued by Ye Guan survived the disaster, but they only hurriedly looked at the battlefield soaked in blood, looked at the dead comrades, and quickly turned around and left. Now they were on the battlefield, and there was no time left for them to be sad and remembrance. Although the few people were slightly injured, they still had to devote themselves to the subsequent battle. They also knew very well that as the supreme commander, Ye Guan, could definitely not come to save them this time, and they still had to rely on themselves for the battle below.

Such close contacts appeared at the same time in many places, and the army of the Dongwang Mansion was broken into pieces in order not to allow the enemy to surround him. However, the number of enemy troops was too large, and the movement depth left for the Dongwang Mansion troops was getting smaller and smaller. Although it was the purpose of delaying the enemy's advancement, it was still defeated step by step.

Kou Long led his guards to fight bloody battles and had killed hundreds of enemies, but the enemies in front of him still surged up like a tide, making him feel nervous. He retreated again and was the original camp, which was not far from Zhu'an City. But now the enemy and his own army are fighting in a state of anxiety, and the distance between them is too close. If the order to retreat is issued now, it is no different from seeking death.

At present, there is only one way to fight to the death, to strive to get the enemy's advance, attack and retreat, and give your side a chance to retreat. However, judging from the current situation, the enemy will never give them this opportunity.

For the current battle, the Eastern Palace has been in a desperate situation. The defenders in Zhu'an City will never be able to leave the city to meet the enemy. Once they leave the city, they will follow the enemy's will. They will definitely attack more violently, cut off all retreat routes, and wipe out all the soldiers of the Eastern Palace here.

Kou Long's eyes were slightly cold at this moment, holding two long swords, and blood was falling from the long swords. His combat power was extremely high. No one among the soldiers dispatched by the enemy was his one-piece enemy. But it was obvious that the troops dispatched by the enemy were not elite, but vanguards used to consume the spirit of the royal palace troops. These enemy troops have caused great casualties and too many.

"kill!"

There was not much chance to breathe. Kou Long had just taken a breath, and the enemy surrounded him again. Around Kou Long, hundreds of soldiers from the Eastern Palace were gathered. The remaining space could no longer be allowed to move, so he could only gather. There were still many soldiers from the Eastern Palace cruising outside, but soon, they would also join the large army. The number of enemy troops exceeded the original estimate. Even in such dense jungle, cruising and fighting had no practical significance.

This was not Kou Long's tactical mistake, but he did not expect that there would be so many enemy troops. The jungle in the left and right front of him was full of dim light reflected by the enemy's armor, densely packed, like an ant colony in the grass.

The fierce battle continued. Although the enemy's combat power was not worth mentioning, almost all the enemy troops could only simply chop and siege and encircle, but their absolute numerical advantage still gave them the upper hand. In each collision, both sides suffered losses, but even though the number of casualties on the Dongwang Mansion was less than that on the other side, after many collisions, the Dongwang Mansion army, which had no support, still showed weakness.

Kou Long's eyes were about to split, and he rushed up with his sword in his hands, rushed into the enemy camp, and slashed freely. The light red fighting spirit soared into the sky. A long sword waving was the life of an enemy. Two long silver swords were waving in the jungle, like a huge silver butterfly dancing, quickly reaping life.

The wanton chopping and killing caused a vacuum area to appear beside Kou Long. There were no enemy troops around the left and right, and no one dared to step forward. Ten enemy corpses had fallen at his feet, and were constantly leaving blood. The trunks on the side were stained with blood, like a sad and beautiful picture.

Kou Long's wanton rush made him and his guards disperse. At this moment, he was surrounded by the enemy, but there was a hideous smile on his face, without a trace of cowardice. He gently raised his long swords with his hands and threw the blood on it clean. The two long swords were waving in the air, making an extremely low sound of breaking through the air. This sound made people feel palpitations, like the sickle of the god of death. Once it was swung, it would harvest several lives.

The enemy no longer stepped forward, but surrounded Kou Long. Kou Long looked around and saw the expressions on the faces of the enemy soldiers, grinning and laughing.

He had seen such an expression on the battlefield before. This expression was not cowardice, but fear, a kind of fear from the heart. Maybe they were not afraid of death, but afraid of the person in front of them.

On weekdays, General Kou Long is considered peaceful. The soldiers respect him very much. Although they are serious, they are a good general who cares about the soldiers. Because he is born with a face like a horse, the soldiers secretly call him General with a long face in private. He knows the nickname himself, but he just laughs and doesn't care.

Kou Long has become a whole person now, and the heavy evil spirit covers his whole body, making people shudder when they look at it. The armor on his body is stained with blood. Every step he takes is left with a deep blood-red footprint. His whole person is like a demon from hell, with the two long swords in his hand, the sword and sickle of the god of death.

After a little breath, the grin on Kou Long's face did not disappear. He knew deeply that today's battle would probably not be so simple to calm down. His troops were already in a siege. Only by fighting a bloody path and making the enemy scared could they win the opportunity to retreat and allow more soldiers to withdraw back to Zhu'an City. Therefore, he ordered his guards to fight to the death, and even himself, he did not think about going back alive.

Kou Long's guard members are composed of seven centurion reserve personnel, all of whom have the cultivation level of the first warrior. With such cultivation, facing soldiers like enemy cannon fodder, it is like a lion facing a hare. But at the same time, they also understand that the real elite of the enemy's army has not yet been dispatched.

After a brief breath, Kou Long grinned, carried two long swords and rushed into the enemy camp again, slashing and slaughtering the enemy's lives. Blood quickly sprayed out, almost dyeing everything around him red. The originally fresh air in the jungle has now been replaced by a strong smell of blood. The entire battlefield is filled with almost crazy smells, and the manic aura affects everyone. What the soldiers on both sides are thinking about is to kill each other or be killed by the other party.

Ye Guan's figure moved quickly. When he was advancing, he would immediately kill him whenever he encountered an enemy. Along the way, dozens of enemy troops died under his sword. In this process, he also found that the enemy's combat power was not as strong as he imagined. Now the enemy was constantly besieging his own soldiers, it was probably the previous troops sent by the enemy to destroy his own fighting will.

Thinking of this, Ye Guan moved forward quickly while quickly considering what might have happened.

The enemy's methods can no longer be considered by common sense. Since the battle in Zhu'an City began, many of the enemy's practices have exceeded common sense. Ye Guan must think of all possibilities, including those aspects that he would not have considered before.

The battle is now in a state of anxiety. Even if you join the battle, you must wait to repel all the enemy's attacks to have some chance to breathe. Only then can you consider retreating. Now, you must fight against the enemy head-on. No matter how the enemy's troops are trained, they are all living people. People will have seven emotions and six desires. Even if there are any strange means in Tianqing City that can make these people fearless, Ye Guan believes that people's own emotions will definitely not be completely eliminated.

No matter how much you think about the future, it is better to defeat the enemy now, to defeat them, to break them apart, and to kill them with all means, so that they will be afraid of the Eastern Palace deep in their hearts. Only in this way can other plans be implemented later.

Ye Guan's eyes were slightly cold, and a strong murderous intent appeared in his heart. For more than ten years, such emotions have never appeared. No matter what the situation is, Ye Guan can keep his mind clear. But since he has been in-depth contact with Tianqing City and the Enclave, such a peaceful mentality has been broken.

Helplessly, Ye Guan must join the battle group personally, use all his strength to kill the enemy, and regain the chance to breathe for the troops of the Eastern Palace.

He gave up the idea of ​​finding Kou Long immediately. No matter what he said now, it was useless. Even if Tu Xingping led his troops to enter from the rear, the enemy troops in front would not give up siege and kill the soldiers of the Eastern Palace. What he could do now was to have no other means except to break through the siege.

The figures jumped up, and not far away, there was another clear sound of fighting. Ye Guan's figure flashed, and the long sword in his hand gently waved, like a ghost, and rushed forward.

Ye Guan's combat power is also the top level in the Eastern Palace. With the battle situation he joined, it can end in a moment. He quickly reaps the lives of the enemy. The long sword does not need to touch the enemy. It can kill people with the sword energy alone. When the long sword is swung, countless enemy troops fell in front of Ye Guan. At the same time, behind him, many soldiers from the Eastern Palace were quickly gathered. They were rescued by Ye Guan from the siege, and then they spontaneously gathered together, and they used all their lives to kill the enemy.

A team of soldiers led by Ye Guan, looked forward and kept fighting. The more soldiers behind Ye Guan gathered. Although almost everyone was injured, their spirit was indeed encouraging. The appearance of the Supreme Commander Ye Guan on the battlefield was undoubtedly a heart-warming agent for all the soldiers of the Eastern Palace, especially the super-extreme combat power shown by Ye Guan, which made them even more excited.

The sky became darker, and the bright moon, which was originally hanging above the sky, was shrouded in a thick dark cloud. In a moment, muffled thunder sounded in the sky. Several lightning flashed across the sky, like a long sword quickly cutting the sky open. The strong light burst out in an instant illuminated the entire battlefield.

In the dense jungle, the bodies of soldiers on both sides were everywhere, and blood soaked the meadows of the jungle and dyed almost everything around them red.

After a few muffled thunders, the rain finally started to fall and poured down. The hot battlefield was cooled in an instant, and the cold rain hit everyone's faces and their hearts.

Ye Guan, with hundreds of soldiers who had gathered behind him, stood among the trees, looking at the hell-like scene in front of him, all silent.

Between the two towering trees, there is a small open space. On the left and right of this open space, countless corpses of enemy troops were densely covered with densely huddles, and they were completely dead.

In the open space, Kou Long stood there quietly, two long swords grabbed in his hands, and the pouring raindrops fell on him, washing away the heavy bloodstains on his body. He did not look squinted, and his face was still filled with a hideous smile.

The cold rain hit his face and slid silently.
Chapter completed!