Faced with Chang Ge's collapse, the Yanyang soldiers who surrounded Lin Manliu and the two of them all looked shocked.
Even Zhao Xiang himself couldn't believe it...
What he originally expected was that even if he was blocked by the boy in a short shirt in front of him, he could continue to urge Chang Ge to move forward.
But the result was that the weapon was damaged on the spot?
He immediately took a few steps back and gave orders to his subordinates.
"This guy's weapon is weird! Fight quickly!"
As soon as he said this, the Yanyang soldiers who had previously thrown the rope according to his instructions all started to move at the same moment.
Someone feinted with the rope in their hand to attract Lin Manliu's attention.
Someone flashed to the back of the boy in a short shirt and forced him to distract himself with a simple knife in his hand.
There were even more people coming forward, ready to stop Lin Manliu's attack at any time.
In an instant, everyone took action at the same time, completely restricting the figure of the young man trapped in the formation!
Lin Manliu then waved the Xia Mingcicada in his hand and slashed forward first.
Then he exerted force with both hands at the same time, causing Xia Mingchan to spin up again.
This is the third sword. The dragon and the snake move away and Kungang is shattered!
When setting up the marching formation, it is necessary to consider the possibility that the thieves may forcefully break through the "knife formation" formed by the Zhenbei Camp during the fighting.
For this reason, Zhenbei Camp itself has a set of desperate tactics.
If the heavy cavalry forces a charge into the formation and the front army is defeated, the soldiers of the Zhenbei Battalion who have already appeared to meet the enemy will give up forming a formation to block the formation and instead resort to a forceful attack, which will bring about the possibility of reversing the situation of the battle.
After dispersing the "sword formation", the soldiers of the Zhenbei Camp rushed forward with their swords in their hands, their momentum was like that of a flying dragon and snake, sweeping across the vast sky.
At the same time, their swords will only be more lethal than when they formed the previous formation! It can break mountains and shatter gold and stone!
Now it is wielded in Lin Manliu's hand. Although it is not as powerful as the killing force in the battle formation, it can also be used to defend against enemies and get out of trouble.
With the wave of the boy in a short shirt, Xia Mingchan drove back all the incoming simple knives, and the rope thrown towards him was also blocked by the horizontal block.
Zhao Xiang was heartbroken when he saw this. He first threw out the remaining soldiers in his hand, and then slashed out with his sword, pointing directly at Lin Manliu's waist.
The young man in a short shirt turned around and hid, but he still got a bloody cut from the knife in Zhao Xiang's hand.
Lin Manliu reacted quickly and used Xia Mingchan's counterattack to force Zhao Xiang back.
But at this moment... After Zhao Xiang dodged his slashing attack, he advanced instead of retreating, and then passed by the figure of the boy in a short shirt.
not good!
Only then did Lin Manliu realize that the target of this person was not him, but Jiang Yanlin.
"retreat!"
"Yan Lin!"
When the two of them spoke at the same time, the boy in a short shirt slashed at Zhao Xiang's back with Xia Mingchan, and the latter knocked Jiang Yanlin's short sword out of his hand.
Xia Mingchan hit Zhao Xiang on the back with full force, causing his entire body to sink half an inch downwards.
But he had already grabbed Jiang Yanlin's neck, and with a muffled groan, he lifted Jiang Yanlin in front of him.
Zhao Xiang exhaled a breath and turned to look at Lin Manliu.
He said: "Juniors are just juniors after all..."
The boy in short shirt dragged Shan Yexing to his side and looked at Zhao Xiang warily.
Lin Manliu was always paying attention to Jiang Yanlin's expression. Looking at Jiang Yanlin who was blushing and having trouble breathing in Zhao Xiang's hands, he had to remind himself to calm down! Still need to be careful!
The purpose of these people is Jiang Yanlin, and it is impossible to return with a dead body, so at least Yanlin will be safe until he dies.
Jiang Yanlin sobbed: "Liu...brother...run...leave me alone..."
Before he could finish his words, Zhao Xiang punched Jiang Yanlin in the lower abdomen.
"Young Master Jiang, you have no right to speak at this moment..."
Zhao Xiang said and turned to look at the boy in a short shirt, his eyes showing contempt and disdain.
He spoke out: "I don't know who taught you the dragging technique, but you are going to die here today. Do you feel that your fate is not good?"
Lin Man said in six words: "The winner has not yet been determined. Isn't your statement a bit exaggerated?"
Zhao Xiang laughed loudly: "With these few swords, how many more can you swing...hero? Give it to me!"
Along with his laughter, the Yanyang soldiers who had been repelled by the boy in short shirts once again surrounded him.
Lin Manliu urged Xia Mingchan to block these sword and rope swings again and again.
It seems that just as Zhao Xiang said, with the loss of strength, the movements of the boy in short shirt gradually slowed down.
Under his gaze, the young man trapped in the formation breathed more and more frequently, his steps gradually became more and more shaky, and he even almost missed the mark a few times.
Yes, that's it...
As long as the unknown boy in front of him is consumed to death, and then the young master in his hands is presented to General Chu, the first achievement will be his, Zhao Xiang!
Just after Lin Manliu blocked a blade slash, the rope suddenly hit from the left, making it impossible for the boy to dodge anymore.
After the rope was hooked on his forearm, he immediately pulled him back!
Seeing that Lin Manliu's body was restricted, the Yanyang soldiers present threw the rope in their hands almost at the same time!
This is the "transformation" of the method of controlling the enemy in the Yanyang Army!
They were waiting for this moment. Wasn't Lin Manliu, who was trapped in the formation, waiting for this opportunity?
The young man who originally looked flabby and almost exhausted, actually seemed to be having a flashback at this moment, and his whole body came to life.
Lin Manliu's body suddenly rose up, and Xia Mingchan waved in front of him.
The sword is as powerful as Huanglong!
This strange bladeless weapon actually cut off the rope restricting the movement of the young man in a short shirt with just one blow.
His movements did not stop there, and he continued to push forward the long weapon in his hand!
Wave! cut! dial! pick!
The Yanyang soldiers, who all thought they were sure of victory, were all pushed back by Lin Manliu.
One of them was the closest and was forcibly slapped on his head armor by Xia Mingchan. If he hadn't been protected by his head armor, he might have been killed by this sudden attack.
Zhao Xiang also realized that Lin Manliu's sloppy steps and lack of strength were just a pretense, so he was ready to use the Jiang Yanlin in his hand as a threat.
But before he could lift the boy in his hand, he saw a dark shadow flashing in front of him.
So fast!
It wasn't until the black shadow crashed into his door that he saw clearly what it was. It was actually the strange weapon in the hand of the boy in a short shirt?
The sword power flies to Guluan!
Xia Mingchan smashed Zhao Xiang's head back, and the entire bridge of his nose was smashed. For a moment, blood spattered everywhere.
Just when he was dizzy, he felt another force coming from the weapon.
How can it be?
Lin Manliu was still deeply trapped in the formation, but now he had caught up with the thrown weapon, and held Xia Mingchan tightly with his hands again.
Before Zhao Xiang could react, he pushed forward with another sword.
The power of the sword cuts off the autumn moon!
At this point, Zhao Xiang's entire body flew backwards.
But despite being hit on the head by the boy in a short shirt and giving him a severe headache, he still held on to Jiang Yanlin's neck.
Because this is his military merit and the key to defeating the enemy!
"Ugh..." Zhao Xiang kept vomiting blood, and then began to shake his head, hoping to regain consciousness.
When he stood up straight again, his eyes were obscured by blood, making it difficult for him to see clearly the position of the boy in a short shirt.
He clasped Jiang Yanlin in front of him in exchange for a chance to breathe.
Lin Man said in six words: "You can only survive by threatening other people's lives. Are you worthy of being a soldier of Yanyang?"
Zhao Xiang originally wanted to identify the boy's location through his voice.
But at this time, he realized that he couldn't hear the other party's words at all, let alone "identifying the position by listening to the voice."
He only felt a sharp tinnitus lingering in his ears with no intention of dissipating.
The more Zhao Xiang wanted to hear Lin Manliu's words, the more his head ached.
"Ah!!! Ah!!! Ah!"
Screams roared out of his throat, and at this time, Zhao Xiang finally felt a little uneasy and nervous.
He never expected that today's siege would end like this.
Zhao Xiang shouted: "If you dare to take another step forward, I will break his neck..."
Lin Man said in six words: "Do you really dare to take action?"
The young man's words poured into Zhao Xiang's ears and turned into a sharp grinding sound, as if tens of thousands of silver needles were piercing his ear holes.
"Don't force me!!!" Zhao Xiang roared and took action.
As he spoke, he raised Jiang Yanlin above his head and clamped his hands on his neck.
Lin Manliu also became alert at this time. At this moment, Zhao Xiang might really kill someone.
Perhaps because of the boy in the short shirt's stagnation, Zhao Xiang had no idea of continuing.
"If you want this kid to live, I'll trade it with your life!!! Do it for me!"
The Yanyang soldiers who surrounded the young man in short shirt started to move again.
After all, their eldest brother had captured the hostages at this moment, and the remaining young man in a short shirt hesitated because of the young master's life.
Who can't see that this moment is the best time for them to take action.
As long as this young man of unknown origin wants to resist or try to save the young master, their eldest brother will threaten him.
Just when Lin Manliu was about to attack the enemy and Zhao Xiang was about to take a breath and regulate his breathing, there was a sudden sound in the forest behind them.
A woman in an underskirt jumped out from the bushes, and saw a sword slashing out from the woman's hand!
When Zhao Xiang came to his senses, he felt a pain in his arm joints.
His arms were cut off with a sword?
Zhao Xiang turned around and found that there was an additional woman in front of him at some point.
Jiang Yanlin, who was captured by him before, was now grabbed by the woman's waist, and he himself had no chance of making a move.
Because the woman's next sword has already been handed out!
This time, the long sword pierced Zhao Xiang's neck.
His mouth opened slightly, as if he wanted to speak, but he never had the chance to speak.
Lin Manliu saw the face of the visitor clearly. Was it Shen Muchao?
Shen Mu shouted at the shout: "Just worry about defending against the enemy!"
The boy in short shirt nodded immediately and said: "Okay!"
