Chapter 263 Like a Broken Bamboo
Against the backdrop of night, from a distance, the two-thousand armies of the two sides are black or gray, like large dark clouds, rolling and fighting; when they are close, the scene seen when they can distinguish the subtleties is different. The rolling dark clouds are divided into two levels. The outer layer is slightly light in color, which is clearly the gray-white army of the immortal yang world, and the inner color is darker, and they are all the army of the demon yin world dressed in black.
This situation clearly shows that the immortal sun world has the upper hand and is surrounding the opponent.
Seeing this, Guan Xiaoshan was overjoyed and hurriedly ordered the inner servant to tell the whole army to attack the opponent from the top and the bottom to fill the gap left by the guerrilla army.
"Photo! Photo! Photograph!"
"Illness! Disease! Disease! Disease..."
"Kill! Kill! Kill it--"
Under the night, there was a loud voice, and 80,000 troops went up and down. Among them, eight columns rushed from the air to the dark clouds besieged in the center, and the other eight columns killed head up from below.
"Photo! Photo! Photograph!"
"Illness! Disease! Disease! Disease..."
"Kill! Kill! Kill it--"
With the support of friendly troops, the outer gray clouds were greatly boosted, and 100,000 guerrilla troops attacked bravely and gradually closed from the four-sided center.
On the contrary, the dark clouds in the center of the battle array were already in danger. What sounded was not the sound of screaming and killing, but the sad sound of friends looking for relatives and friends.
"He's mother - I can't stop it. Come with me!"
"Brother! Don't work hard, you've already lost--"
"Father - after the child is responsible for breaking, you go quickly..."
In the bleak and panicked screams, the dark clouds besieged by the 180,000 legions suddenly collapsed, and the 100,000 monks in the demon world ran like headless flies.
Unfortunately, it is not easy to escape under the siege of a dense army. No matter where these defeated soldiers rush, they are either the dragon claws or the sharpness of the magic soldiers or the divine streamer.
"It's just like this for 500 years of rest and recuperation in the demon god's underworld. It seems that I overestimate Duan Lingxiao and Sun Chengfang..."
Seeing such a chaotic escape scene, Guan Xiaoshan sighed and stopped the impact. Naturally, there is no need for him, a saint, to take advantage of the situation to cover up and clean up the mess.
"Wild~~~ Why didn't you come here to rescue the Western Theater?"
In the chaotic battle, the figure flashed, and the corners of the aunt's mouth smiled and flew over as she asked.
"The hunter has a good saying that it counts when the rabbit is swung in his waist. So..."
Guan Xiaoshan smiled and said, "Ha ha... I want to beat this 100,000 army of rabbits to the waist first.
With a smile on his face, he didn't seem to be on the battlefield where hundreds of thousands of people were killed. He said easily, "Wild~~~~ You can't say the best. The army of the demon underworld is really a rabbit - not a jackal, tiger and leopard - we began to be too careful and too worried. To be honest, even without your reinforcements, the opponent can't run away. The reason why the guerrilla army has been fighting with the other party for more than ten hours is that they begin to figure out the details, and most of the action is a temptation. The other is that they want to kill the enemy as much as possible. In the subsequent battle, they have been covering the array and did not really fight with the opponent. Otherwise, the opponent would have been defeated long ago. How can he hold on until now?!"
It seemed to echo the words of the aunt. As soon as her voice fell, the shouts of killing around her suddenly became deafening. At the same time, there were more and more sad voices of crying for their father and mother. The whole battlefield presented a one-sided situation. The immortal Yangjie monks shouted and chased and killed. Regardless of defense; the demon god's underworld monks fled in groups of three or five; except for taking into account their own defense, there can be no threat.
Seeing this, Guan Xiaoshan smiled and said to the aunt, "I'm worried too much. I always feel that Sun Chengfang and Duan Lingxiao are not ordinary people. Over the past hundreds of years, they have endured humiliation and courage. Efforts are not just a quantitative breakthrough, but also qualitative breakthroughs. Unexpectedly, these two people can't get rid of normal people's thinking in any case. They can only improve their strength through the accumulation of three or four times the number, and there is no other better means.
Aunt Yi smiled and said, "Most of the people in the yin and yang worlds are like this. They are all ordinary people. How can there be non-ordinary people? It's just you..." Speaking of this, she dodged to the left side of Guan Xiaoshan, holding Guan Xiaoshan's left hand with her little hand, leaned her head on his shoulder, and said dreamily: "... Only when you Longye have been a person for two generations can you have so many fantastic ideas and so many cultivation tips. How can others compare with you!"
Hearing the praise of the aunt, Guan Xiaoshan couldn't help but be proud. He was secretly glad that he had a hard experience of intrigue and competition in the human world, but he said modestly, "Ha ha, aunt, I expect the enemy to be broad. We must not underestimate Duan Lingxiao and Sun Chengfang."
The aunt answered softly, "Well, I don't underestimate these two people, but I just think they are far worse than you anyway."
"Ha ha..."
The husband and wife snuggled up and talked for a while, and the situation on the battlefield became more and more clear. More than 10,000 of the 100,000 troops in the Demon God Yin Realm have narrowly escaped, and another eight or 90,000 have been besieged within a hundred miles by the two armies of the Immortal and Yang Realm. They are in the final struggle. It seems that they will be killed in less than seven or eight hours because of their cultivation.
Seeing this, Guan Xiaoshan ordered to one side, "Lan'er! Order the internal servant to send my order - this battle allows the opponent to surrender. If the monks of the demon god Yinjie are willing to give up resistance, the immortal Yinjie are willing to ensure their safety, only detained on the spot, and will not take the opportunity to chase and kill; but if they are stubborn to the end, they will never be lenient; this order also tell our military officers and soldiers, which must not be violated!"
"Yes!"
Long Lan agreed. Before long, he scolded and shouted repeatedly within a hundred miles, all of which were "the northern saint's order - this battle allowed to surrender. If the monks of the demon god Yinjie are willing to give up resistance, the immortal god Yinjie is willing to ensure its safety, only detained on the spot, and do not take the opportunity to chase and kill; but if they are stubborn to the end, they will never be lenient; if the immortalshenyang world follow the order, they must not violate it. !" The sound of the order.
Auntqian was surprised and said, "Wild~~~ What are you?"
Guan Xiaoshan sighed and said, "There are many monks in the underworld of the enemy demon god. There are only 600,000 in the first wave and 400,000 in the second wave. Not to mention the left-behind people, if they are all killed, it is really against the harmony of heaven. I think the unification of the two worlds must come up with a means to appease them."
Aunt Yi heard the key from it and asked awe-inspiringly, "Wild - do you think it's time for the two worlds to unify, right?"
"If the other armies in the demon world are like the one in front of you, the time will come for the two worlds to unify..."
Looking at the chaotic battlefield and the opponents who defected to the fairy world, Guan Xiaoshan smiled silently, and then said, "Lan'er! Passage - Follow me first, and I will meet the 300,000 main force of the other party in the Western war zone. Aunt, you lead the guerrilla army to stay and clean up the battlefield. If there is no new news in the middle, you will go to the Western Theater to meet me after that.
"Yes!"
"Well, okay - I remember."
Long Lan and Aunt Eun nodded their heads and agreed.
The chaotic battlefield was empty, and 80,000 follow-up people came out and turned south after completing the assembly. The 100,000 guerrilla troops stayed behind, and in addition to holding 30,000 to 40,000 prisoners who gave up resistance, they continued to eliminate the remaining enemies.
The station of the Western war zone is not far from the junction of Xun and gen, only more than 2,000 miles. On the way, Guan Xiaoshan met an envoy sent by Captain Chi Gang, saying that the enemy's offensive was not fierce, and the Western war zone could fully withstand it, and the 50,000 reinforcements of Dang Wenjian had arrived, and the other side's 300,000 troops did not take much advantage. It doesn't matter if the reinforcements arrive early or late. But instead of slacking down, he kept urging the army to go south and enter the war as soon as possible.
The soldier is so fast!
Guan Xiaoshan hopes to give the biggest blow to the other party before he understands his own complete combat effectiveness, and try not to give the opponent a chance to take a calm action.
The 80,000 troops rushed all the way and rushed to the western theater station the next afternoon. At this time, a huge war with a total of nearly 470,000 horses from both sides was in full swing.
The whole battlefield is no more than a thousand miles, which can be divided into three small pieces.
A small piece is in the southeast corner, with 80,000 demons and underworld monks against the 50,000 army of the enemy's literary swords. In this area, the demon god Yin world beats more with less, killing 80,000 troops in a mess. However, in any case, this group of people and horses did not retreat, and tried their best to block in front of the party's literary sword army, so that it could not rescue the other two battlefields.
The other two small battlefields are in the south of the Western Theater and the other in the north of the Western Theater.
On the south side of the battlefield, there are 20,000 monks and 15,000 dragon riders in the demon underworld; on the other side, there are 50,000 monks in the western war zone; the number of demon underworld is slightly less, but 15,000 dragons are supported, and their strength is not much different from that of the opponent, so the fight is the most fierce.
On the north side of the battlefield, there are 50,000 immortal and yang monks and 3,000 dragon riders, and on the other side are 200,000 monks in the demon yin world. This battlefield is the largest, but it is not as fierce as the other two battlefields. The demon underworld obviously had the upper hand and surrounded the opponent from all directions. However, the opponent was really pierced, densely in a circle and waved outward to counterattack. There was no panic at all, and he made up his mind to fight with the enemy. The monks who participated in the war are very well-cultivable, and it is impossible to distinguish the winner without three or two days.
As soon as Guan Xiaoshan appeared, the three battlefields ** rose at the same time. Last night, the results of the war at the junction of the two-star area should have come first. Without waiting to recognize each other's faces, the immortal Yang world monks on the three battlefields shouted loudly and looked extremely excited; the demon god's underworld side was the opposite, and everywhere was buzzing. The buzzing sound of discussion.
The 200,000 demon god Yin world army fighting on the northern battlefield divided a man and a horse composed of 50,000 to 60,000 monks and met Guan Xiaoshan's headquarters at the head. It seemed that it was intended to stop the new army from confluence with the people and horses in the Western theater.
Seeing this, Guan Xiaoshan couldn't help laughing and sneered: "Oh - I don't know who is the leader of this demon army? He had a good idea. He fought against the enemy and gathered superior troops in an attempt to annihilate one of them first. Unfortunately, this man is a talkative dage. He doesn't know that his subordinates are relatively old and weak, and the so-called superior force cannot pose any threat to his opponent. Ha ha - under such circumstances, no matter how clever your ideas are, it is impossible to use them out.
Chi Lingxin and Long Lan all laughed when they heard the words, looking at the 50,000 to 60,000 enemy soldiers who were killing and running over, they didn't care.
Guan Xiaoshan laughed and said coldly, "Do you want to play the game of Shang Si and Xia Si? OK! I'll play with you to the end. Red spirit heart, Long Yong - listen to the order!"
"Auntie is here!"
"The grandson is there!"
Chi Lingxin and Long Yong answered in unison one left and one right.
Guan Xiaoshan stretched out his hand to the farthest southeast battlefield and shouted, "In the three battlefields in front of us, the most dominant part of our army is the southeast. There, the 50,000 army led by Dang Wenjian has completely suppressed the opponent. As long as a new force is added, it can easily defeat the opponent. I ordered you to lead 50 immortal general-level monks and 500 dragon riders to rush to the southeast battlefield immediately, help the party, literary and sword commanders and swords to defeat their opponents at the fastest speed, and then advance from the southeast to the northwest, and join hands with the outsiders in the western war zone to attack the enemy. Do you understand?"
"Auntie understands!"
"No--"
The two roared together, and then whistled, leading five hundred dragon riders and fifty immortal general-level masters to go together.
"Water Evergreen--"
Guan Xiaoshan shouted again and said, "You lead ten columns and face the enemy's interception. The remaining six columns paused and waited for my instructions.
"Order!"
Shui Changqing answered in a loud voice, and then greeted loudly. Sixteen columns were about one point, ten of which met the 5 to 60,000 monks who were blocked, and six were quietly staring at the battlefield behind Guan Xiaoshan.
In a flash, the situation of the war has changed again. Not only is there an additional battlefield led by Shui Changqing with 50,000 troops and 50,000 to 60,000 monks of the other side, but the whole pattern has also changed, and the demon world gradually tilted from the relative upper position to the disadvantage.
Five hundred and fifty people led by Chi Lingxin and Long Yong are riding to the southeast. Although this team has not yet reached its destination, the roaring momentum is really not small. The morale of the 80,000 demon god Yinjie monks who were already in danger on the southeast battlefield is more depressed, and it seems that there are signs of collapse at any time.
Over the southern part of the Western war zone, the situation of evenly matched forces also began to change. The demon god Yin world was a little uneasy, but the immortal god Yang world was morale boosted and attacked repeatedly.
Over the northern part of the Western Theater, with the withdrawal of 50,000 to 60,000 opponents, the situation in the fairy world has greatly improved and gradually reversed the disadvantage.
On the newly opened battlefield, 50,000 to 60,000 demon god Yinjie monks met a hard stubble. As soon as the two sides met, the group of people and horses were rushed into several pieces by the other side, and they could only fight separately without unified command.
In the northernmost part, Guan Xiaoshan and 30,000 monks stared at the whole battlefield. Although this group did not participate in the war, it played a much greater role than participating in the war. No matter where the battlefield is, the demon god Yinjie side feels that there are tens of thousands of pairs of eyes staring behind their back and dare not dare to be presumptuous. On the contrary, the side of the fairy god Yang world feels the support of tens of thousands of troops, so that they let go and do nothing to worry about excessive consumption.
"Photo! Photo! Photograph!"
"Illness! Disease! Disease! Disease..."
"Kill! Kill! Kill it--"
The shouting of killing in the southeast suddenly made a big deal, but the elite team led by Chi Lingxin and Long Yong entered the demon's Yin world from the flank. The impact of the 50 immortals and gods wrapped in the masters and 500 dragons was not to be underestimated. As soon as this team met, the demon's Yin world was as convenient as the snow spilled by rolling soup, quickly disappeared. Melt and retreat.
"Photo! Photo! Photograph!"
"Illness! Disease! Disease! Disease..."
"Kill! Kill! Kill it--"
50,000 reinforcements in the southern war zone shouted and took advantage of the situation to charge forward under the leadership of Dang Wenjian. At this point, the 80,000 monks in the already precarious demon god Yinjie could no longer hold on and began to disperse backwards. And the direction of this army's collapse is exactly the place where 20,000 monks of the demon god Yinjie, 15,000 dragon riders and 50,000 immortal monks of Yinjie fought against each other.
Seeing that a good scene of self-collision was about to be staged, Guan Xiaoshan sneered silently, and then shouted, "All the soldiers! The enemy's defeat is in front of you. Follow me around to the west. Don't let the enemy escape--
After saying that, his body flashed and circled westward around the battlefield where Shui Changqing was fighting, and killed the main force of the demon god Yinjie.
"Don't let the enemy escape--"
Thirty thousand troops shouted in unison and followed Guan Xiaoshan to attack the main force of the demon god's underworld.
Boom——
There was an explosion in the southeast. Under the great pressure around, the 80,000 monks of the demon god Yin world could no longer bear it, like a sudden collapse of the dyke suddenly collapsed to the north, followed by the army of 50,000 immortals and Yangjie, like a wave of cathartic roaring, wrapped in 80,000 fugitive troops rushing to the near 20,000 monks and ten thousand five gods of the demon god. Dragon riding.
Although the monks and dragon riders on the second battlefield of the demon underworld were elite, they could not stop the two armies of 130,000 crazy escape and crazy pursuit. As soon as the roaring wave approached, 20,000 monks and 15,000 dragon riders were like splashing foam and splashed.
In a blink of an eye, the two battlefields were divided into winners. The 100,000 troops in the fairy world joined forces in one place, chasing and killing the scattered deserters while wrapping their opponents and attacking the main force of the enemy in the north.
"Photo! Photo! Photograph!"
"Illness! Disease! Disease! Disease..."
"Kill! Kill! Kill it--"
The 50,000 troops surrounded by the main force of the demon underworld roared, rose up to fight back, and cooperated with their own people, Mali.
"Photo! Photo! Photograph!"
"Illness! Disease! Disease! Disease..."
"Kill! Kill! Kill it--"
The 30,000 troops led by Guan Xiaoshan just arrived and entered the main force of the demon underworld from the northwest.
"Photo! Photo! Photograph!"
"Illness! Disease! Disease! Disease..."
"Kill! Kill! Kill it--"
Party Wenjian, Chi Lingxin and Long Yong led 100,000 troops to drive 130,000 defeated soldiers into the main force of the demon god Yin world from the southeast. So far, the 550,000 army, which was originally distributed in thousands of miles, shrank to within 300 miles, so that people were squeezed and became a mess.
The situation in the fairy world is very good. Except for the 50,000 troops led by Yu Chigang at the core, the other 180,000 troops are all distributed on the edge and can attack without scruples.
The demon world is extremely bad, not to mention bumping into each other. In the middle, there are 50,000 troops attacking Yu Chigang and 180,000 troops around. Escape, can't escape fast; block, it's inconvenient to block; most people can only rely on their own cultivation.
The chaotic situation did not last long. A quarter of an hour later, the 3,220,000 troops trapped in the center slowly tossed out two leaks. One rushed through an opening in the northwest, and then desperately fled forward; one burst out a mouth in the due north, and also desperately fled to the north.
"Longlan! Longlan--"
Guan Xiaoshan found Long Lan in the chaotic army and ordered loudly: "The inner servant's house passed on my holy oracle, and told the whole army to kill the stubborn resisters; those who are willing to give up resisting sincerely will be accommodated on the spot."
"Good! Got it, grandpa--"
Long Lan answered loudly at the top of her voice, and followed the monks of the House of the House of Internal Affairs to open their voices and give orders around. After this mess for a while, at dawn the next day, the situation around was roughly clear. In addition to seven or eight thousand fleeing north and sixty or seventy thousand fleeing to the northwest, the remaining army of nearly 320,000 in the demon underworld is either to give up resistance and surrender, or die on the spot, with more than half of the damage.
"Report--"
Guan Xiaoshan dispatched troops and generals himself. When he was ready to take advantage of the victory and pursuit, the two scouts came and shouted from afar: "Go back to the North Saint! There are also reinforcements crossing the border in the demon world. There are enemy brigades and horses entering the four entrances over the sky above the coast of the East China Sea and the sky above the fairy general's mansion in the Xunhai Star District.
"Reinforcement?!"
Guan Xiaoshan raised his eyebrows and sneered, "Duan Lingxiao wants to throw away the family money he has saved for many years..."