……

Countless people roared, they seemed to be emboldened for themselves, and with their roar, the desire in the rest of the people's hearts was also aroused.

"kill!"

The remaining 400 people, led by Zong Lang, rushed towards the Spartan guards, but at the next moment, the silent Spartan soldiers took out a spear again.

For today's battle, Xiang Feng has already exchanged them for an extra spear, and from the current point of view, this decision is extremely correct.

Although it didn't make much difference whether there was a spear or not, when he looked at the completely twisted face on the opposite side, he found that the move was not bad.

"No, no, no!"

All the soldiers had this thought in their minds, and they kept shaking their heads, as if begging not to repeat the scene just now.But the next moment, 150 spears burst from the sky, pinning their bodies to the ground.

"I surrender, I surrender!"

When the Spartan soldiers in the second row raised their spears, the remaining soldiers with spears all dropped their weapons and fell to their knees on the ground.

"What are you afraid of, we have [-] people!" Zong Lang roared exhaustively.

But at this time, a murderous roar sounded: "Zong Lang, you don't have [-] people, you only have [-] people left!"

Chapter [-]: The Return of Shanyue (Fourth)

Behind Xiang Feng, Peng Lu and Peng Hu have already led an army of [-] troops to gather here. This Wanshan Yue army has experienced a big battle, but they did not show any signs of exhaustion. Their faces were cold and blood bathed. , unspeakably appalling.

"King, annihilate 4000 enemy troops of the Mountain Wolf tribe and capture 6000 people." Peng Lu said, landing on one knee.

"All the mountain wolf tribes have become slaves." Xiang Feng said lightly.

"Yes!" Peng Lu responded quickly.

At this time, Zong Lang was more like a fool.

"How long does it take to fight? Even if it is [-] pigs, it shouldn't be annihilated so easily. What the hell is going on?"

Everything today completely overturned Zong Lang's cognition. He didn't know why his 60000 people were so vulnerable, and he didn't know why the tribe of Shanyue could be so strong.

[-] to [-], in just half an hour, the army of the other side can be defeated, which is unbelievable for Zong Lang.

Of course, it is impossible for him to know that Gongbo Kaichong was directly killed before the battle started, otherwise, he might have some understanding.

"No, I don't believe it, as long as we kill you, we can still win." Zong Lang's face was crazy, he pointed the spear horizontally in his hand, and charged straight towards Xiang Feng.

All eyes between heaven and earth focused on Zong Lang, who looked like a beast. At this time, Xiang Feng said abruptly, "Throw!"

150 spears whizzed towards Zong Lang at the same time, and among the spears scattered all over the place, one could only vaguely see the trajectory of a person, but there was no trace that could tell who it was.

hiss!

There was a chill in everyone's heart, at this time, Xiang Feng finally pulled out the Onimaru in his hand.

Knife, unsheathed!

The battle officially begins!

"Kill those who don't come down!" Xiang Feng roared and began to charge towards the mountainside, while the Spartan soldiers beside him seemed to have been detonated and rushed forward at the same time.

When the main general launches a charge, there is no need for an army formation, and it is enough to follow the charge together.

"kill!"

Peng Lu, Peng Hu roared, and quickly followed, at the same time, the 10000 Shanyue troops behind them also roared towards the top of the mountain.

At this time, the Shanyue troops on the mountain had an illusion in their hearts, as if they were at the bottom of the mountain and the enemy was on the mountain.Obviously lost the geographical advantage, but still able to move forward.

The sound of these ten thousand people collapsing and roaring in unison made these Shanyue troops on the mountain even more horrified.

When the Shanyue Army rushed in, their spirit was in full swing, and the threat of the army was the most powerful, but when they were nailed to the ground by Xiang Feng's Spartan heavy armored legendary Royal Guard , their morale has begun to drop.

When Zong Lang's 1000 elites lost again, and even Zong Lang sacrificed their morale, their morale had already been exhausted. They can't raise morale at all, even if they fight, they can only be slaughtered.

"I surrender, I surrender."

"I surrender too."

"I surrender, don't kill me!"

When Xiang Feng rushed in front of Zong Lang's troops, all the soldiers threw away their weapons in a panic and knelt on the hillside.Xiang Feng also bypassed the group of soldiers and rushed forward.

In front of him, anyone who didn't throw away their weapons, anyone who didn't kneel down, was taken away with a knife.

With Xiang Feng and his Spartan Legion as sharp knives, the enemy in front had no resistance at all, either being killed or surrendering.

When the two armies are at war, once such an unstoppable sharp knife appears, the situation of the battle is set.The latter only needs to keep charging with the sharp knives in front of them. Under this kind of momentum, no one can block their attacks.

Overwhelming, this is the perfect word to describe it!

"kill!"

Xiang Feng kept moving. The long knife in his hand slid through arrogant angles, taking away the enemies in front of him. Under his attack, no one could block a knife.

Looking at Xiang Feng, who looked like a god of war, the morale of the troops under that Feng Feng was even worse.

With such a coach, who can fear death as a soldier?

One soldier is bristling, and one will be bristling in a nest, which is so vividly reflected at this time.

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