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Chu Feng was overjoyed.

elected!

Throwing Qinglong aside, he stretched out his right hand, and a purple-gold sword box about half a man's height appeared under his palm.

The sword box is carved with mysterious and complicated patterns, and there is a vague mysterious atmosphere lingering in it.

The Wushuang Sword Box comes from Wushuang City and is a unique sword formation technique of its own.

There are a total of thirteen swords in the box.

They are Yunsuo, Qingshuang, Zhuozhirou, Yuruyi, Fengxiao, Hongye, Butterfly, Jueying, Pojie, Shasheng, Cang, Mang, and the master of the sword box, the Ming Suzaku.

It is said that the Ming Dynasty Zhuque is an immortal sword. Whoever can control it can become a land swordsman.

Chu Feng placed his hands on the sword box.

The scene inside the sword box came to mind.

The Ming Dynasty Zhuque is in the middle, surrounded by six swords on the left and right.

With each additional sword summoned, the power of the sword array will be doubled.

At the same time, a piece of information came into my heart.

"The unparalleled sword box, the formation of the sword, is controlled by the innate true Qi, guided by the divine mind, and the unparalleled sword formation can be achieved by uniting the Qi and the mind."

Chu Feng's eyes narrowed.

The sword-controlling energy turned out to be innate true energy!

A first-grade Xiantian can only wield one sword.

Chu Feng activated the longevity secret, and the first-grade true energy spread throughout his body.

His eyes suddenly lit up, and he tapped the Wushuang Sword Box with his palm.

The Wushuang Sword Box suddenly shook and a gap opened.

A sharp sword like snow came out of the box under the guidance of Xian Zhenqi and hung in front of Chu Feng.

Chu Feng looked carefully.

I saw this sword, surrounded by golden cloud patterns like dragons and phoenixes, exuding an ethereal aura of nothingness.

Chu Feng slowly stretched out his hand and grasped the hilt of the sword.

A kind of enlightenment suddenly appeared in my heart.

This sword is called Yunshuo.

One sword can break the clouds.

1 Chapter [-] If Chu Feng was born, how could Zhuge be born?

Huang Rong used Qinggong to come to Chu Feng.

Looking at the Wushuang Sword Box and the long sword in Chu Feng's hand, I couldn't help but marvel in my heart.

Such weapons are simply unheard of and unseen.

How many trump cards does this man have?

With admiration and admiration in her eyes, she bowed slightly and said, "Sir, someone escaped, do you want to chase me?"

Chu Feng said: "Send some men to chase us. It doesn't matter whether we catch him or not."

Huang Rong understood and took the order and left.

Two days later, the Ming Dynasty marched south to camp.

Xuanwu fled back with scars all over his body.

"What? More than 8000 third-level masters?"

"A thousand fourth-grade masters?"

"One hundred fifth-grade..."

"Ten sixth grade..."

"This, what kind of army is this! It's too terrifying!"

"The Great Snow Dragon Riders are actually an army composed entirely of warriors."

"No wonder Chu Feng is so bold."

"Ten thousand snow dragon cavalry broke through the military formation, and another ninety thousand cavalry followed. If the 15 troops in Lin'an City come out again, the outcome is really unpredictable."

Zhuge Zhengwo suddenly stood up and patted Xuanwu on the shoulder.

"Master Qinglong did not die in vain. This information is very important. If we know the opponent's trump card, we can set a trap."

Zhuge Zhengmei opened the map and pointed it at the top.

"One hundred miles west of Lin'an is Huangshan Mountain. To the north of Huangshan Mountain is Taiping Lake. There are twenty miles of plains between the mountains and lakes. It is the only place where Chu Feng's army must pass and it is also the most suitable place for a decisive battle."

"Use 12 border troops to block the army in Lin'an City, and then use 18 troops from the [-] battalions, the [-]th military camp, and the Shenji camp to deal with Chu Feng's [-] troops. As long as they are properly deployed, a mere [-] snow dragon cavalry will not have much effect. .”

Zhuge Zhengwo looked at the west, his eyes flashing: "I will use this battle to shatter all the illusions of the Song people!"

Autumn is cold and cold.

At the foot of Huangshan Mountain, beside Taiping Lake.

18 Ming Dynasty elites lined up in the field.

The Three Thousand Battalion is in the front, the Five Military Battalion is in the middle, and the Shenji Battalion is in the back.

Zhuge Zhengwo and the generals were all in the fifth army camp.

Zhuge Zhengwo said: "I expected Chu Feng to charge the formation with [-] Snow Dragon Cavalry and [-] Cavalry to break the formation. The [-] battalions did not need to worry about the Snow Dragon Cavalry. They would go around from both sides and attack the [-] Cavalry behind them. "

Xu Da smiled and said: "Don't worry, my [-] cavalry can definitely break through the [-] cavalry. After defeating them, I will turn around and come back to support and surround the Snow Dragon Cavalry."

Zhuge Zhengwo nodded and said: "General Lan, your task is the most difficult. It is almost impossible to stop the [-]-level [-] warriors with [-] cavalry."

Lan Yu said: "I understand, even if I fight half to death, I have to slow down this cavalry."

Zhuge Zhengyi said: "As soon as the Snow Dragon Cavalry loses its speed, you immediately separate the army. I have ordered the Shenji Battalion to load up the ammunition. As soon as the five military camps disperse, hundreds of artillery fire will be fired immediately. Even if all the ten thousand cavalry men and horses are armored, It can’t stop our Ming Dynasty’s artillery.”

"Chu Feng is a man of great martial arts. All the masters and I are hiding in the fifth army camp to help you. When General Xu's cavalry rushes back, we can surround and annihilate this big snow dragon cavalry composed of ten thousand warriors."

All the generals heard the words and bowed in admiration, saying: "The Lord Zhuge has a clear plan and good judgment, and he can strategize and win a thousand miles."

Three poles higher in the sun, the sound of hooves gradually begins.

In the sky ahead, black cavalry suddenly appeared.

Dust and sand are flying, and the sky and earth change color.

Zhuge Zhenggao looked into the distance and couldn't help but feel shocked and said: "That's not right."

Lan Yu hurriedly asked: "What's wrong?"

Zhuge Zhengwo said: "The soldiers and horses in the lead are not the Snow Dragon Riders!"

The Snow Dragon Rider is all white and can be seen at a glance.

The army that was charging over now had horses of all colors, and their armor was all the uniforms of the Forbidden Army. It was definitely not the Snow Dragon Cavalry.

The soldier who ran back from the front to deliver the message said: "General Xu said that it was not the Snow Dragon Cavalry that charged first. He planned to charge directly to defeat the Imperial Army."

Zhuge Zhengwo thought for a moment and said, "Okay, General Xu, please make a decision before the battle. There is no need to consult with me."

Watching the messenger soldier go away, Lan Yu was confused and murmured:

"That's not right. [-] forbidden troops charge into the formation? How is it possible? I'm afraid they will be defeated by the [-] battalions in one charge. Then they will scatter in all directions and block the road to the rear. Chu Feng, would you make such a mistake?"

Zhuge Zhengwo said: "It doesn't matter, no matter what, we can remain undefeated. At most, we can let the ten thousand snow dragon riders escape back to Xiangyang. As long as we capture Lin'an, where will Chu Feng have a chance in the future?"

At this time, there were horse hooves and thunderous shouts.

The [-] Ming Dynasty cavalry in front began to set off.

Zhuge Zhengwo and Lan Yu looked eagerly into the distance.

Only three thousand soldiers from the battalion were heard shouting loudly and galloping on their horses.

On the opposite side, the [-] cavalrymen were silent, as if they were dead.

From a distance, they all look very similar, sitting upright on their horses.

Zhuge Zhengwo and Lan Yu looked at each other and felt something was wrong.

But they couldn't tell what was wrong.

Seeing that the forwards of the two armies were only a hundred meters away.

Suddenly, dozens of flames flashed behind the military formation on the opposite side.

The fire turned from points to lines, and from lines to surfaces, burning toward the front.

The generals of the Ming Dynasty were shocked. Some people couldn't help asking: "What are they doing? Why are they burning their own people?"

Zhuge Zhengwo frowned and said nothing, watching intently.

It was autumn at this time, the wind came from the northwest, and the fire spread very quickly with the wind.

But the cavalry army was scorched by the heat from behind, and its speed was even faster.

Zhuge Zhengwo suddenly said in shock: "No! Quickly raise the gold and let the three thousand battalions..."

Halfway through, I couldn't speak anymore.

The two cavalry armies were facing each other, and it was already too late to withdraw.

Zhuge Zhengyi couldn't help but said: "What a Chu Feng, what a fire plan. I'm afraid there are not a single soldier among these [-] war horses. At most, there are warriors with superb light skills on the edge to control the direction. Three thousand battalions are in danger!" "

Just as he was talking, the forwards of the two armies had already collided with each other.

I saw the Imperial Guards on the opposite side being cut down row by row.

Sure enough, they were not real people, but dummies made of grass and trees, but there was kerosene hidden in them.

The kerosene was cut by the Ming army and splashed everywhere, all over the Ming army.

Another fire swept from behind, and no one knew that something was wrong.

Xu Da hissed: "Retreat, retreat quickly!"

It's just that the horse's speed is so fast that it's difficult to stop, let alone retreat.

Moreover, the war horse on the opposite side was burned by the fire and ran wildly.

Ninety thousand war horses collided with [-] Ming Dynasty elite cavalry, and they were instantly overturned.

By this time, the fire had already burned over.

Countless Ming soldiers were on fire, screaming and wailing.

"Damn! You bastard!"

Lan Yu cursed angrily.

Zhuge Zhengwo narrowed his eyes slightly and said: "General Lan, immediately set up an arrow array for defense. You must not let the opponent rush over."

"Thirty thousand cavalrymen defeated [-] warhorses. Although we suffered a loss, it was not a serious injury. I want to see what Chu Feng will do with the remaining [-] snow dragon cavalrymen. Can he rush across the fire field? "

Zhuge Zhengwo suddenly frowned slightly and listened.

"General Lan, did you hear anything?"

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Lan Yu didn't hear Zhuge Zhengwo's question. He was staring ahead and kept giving orders for the crossbowmen to be in front of the battle, ready to shoot the charging fire horses.

A general next to him suddenly raised his head and said doubtfully: "Strange, how can there be thunder on such a sunny day?"

Zhuge Zhengwo was suddenly startled, and a look of horror flashed across his face.

He turned his head suddenly, and his neck even made a snapping sound because he turned so fast.

His eyes gradually widened, as if he had seen some incredible scene.

Zhuge Zhengga suddenly took a deep breath, exerted all his strength, and shouted loudly: "The enemy is attacking from the rear!"