All the cranes aimed their attacks at the places where the Beiming soldiers were not covered by sophisticated armor. In an instant, the narrow valley became a massacre. book>

Those Beiming sergeants who had been pecked to the point of losing their helmets and armor finally gave up their attack and began to retreat in a rout. However, it is not easy for the army that has entered the depths of the valley to retreat.

Nearly [-] cranes chased after each other, taking advantage of the victory to pursue.The normally docile birds seem to have turned into ferocious demons at this moment...

Feng Qingkuang will definitely not leave any kindness in the things that he has calculated!

Deep at the end of Heming Valley, the disciples of the Hurricane Mercenary Group arranged their armor and weapons one after another, and gathered their forces in one place again.Now, the army of Beiming Kingdom has begun to be completely defeated.To be precise, it was surrounded by a mass of murderous white "clouds". [

At the mouth of the valley, Qing Kuang and Ming Qianhe led nearly a hundred disciples, watching with cold eyes the hundreds of Beiming troops in front of them being attacked by their own nature.

In the valley, the screams of Beiming soldiers and the clink of throwing away armor and armor were constantly echoing.

"Hurry up! Withdraw quickly! These warriors from Fengyun Kingdom... have... demon methods!"

In the crowd, the terrified shouts of Beiming soldiers continued to sound.They have completely given up resistance, but they are still being violently attacked by hundreds of cranes.

Gradually, the dense white clouds of the group of cranes were also gradually stained with a dark red color, which was formed by the blood of Beiming soldiers splashed on it.

Behind Qingkuang, Ming Qianhe's torch-like eyes changed from shock to admiration, and finally turned into the slightest bit of intolerance and pity.

"Qingkuang, that's enough! The Beiming people have already retreated!"

Qing Kuang stood proudly on the top of the valley, with the stringed ink guqin on his back being blown by the gust of wind, and there was a chilling whimpering sound.

"Crazy..."

Ming Qianhe reminded again.And Qing Kuang just stood motionless, as if he didn't hear the old man's words at all.

In the distance, the crane group was still launching wave after wave of attacks, showing no signs of weakening.

In the eyes of ordinary people, those wild cranes that are just elegant and gentle, seem to have all turned into bloodthirsty monsters at this moment, madly rushing towards the remnants of Beiming Kingdom's defeated generals regardless of the cost...

Ming Qianhe's heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly understood, his piercing eyes became a little frightened.

He knew that it wasn't that Qing Kuang didn't hear his words, but that the cold woman had already made up her mind to kill all the soldiers of Beiming Kingdom!

Use the sharp and small beak of thousands of words to annihilate a heavily armed army of a big country!

How unbelievable and tragic this is!It is no less than torture those seemingly brave and strong Beiming soldiers!

When Ming Qianhe was deeply impressed by Feng Qingkuang's ruthless and cruel methods, he also suddenly realized that this technique of summoning the cranes in the valley is by no means the skill of ordinary beast tamers in the market. That set of tricks.

To be more precise, the minds of the thousands of wild cranes in the mid-air of the valley have been completely controlled by Feng Qingkuang, which is to let them fly moths to the flames in groups. There will be no fear or resistance at all...

"Could it be... this... how is this possible?!" [

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