While Hu Long was fighting against the Demon Cult alone, another battle was going on in full swing in a dangerous pass called "Xiakou Pass" on the Great Wall in the north of Gansu Province.
The four hundred Jinyiwei warriors led by the "Four Spirit Generals" Qinglong, Baihu, Suzaku, and Xuanwu of the Jinyiwei all put on fine fish scale armor, and were surrounded by nearly a thousand enemies who were as ragged as prairie refugees, but all of them were brave and strong.
Ordinarily, the battlefield is always about surrounding the small with the large, but they formed the "Huntian Vientiane Formation" that Hu Yun deduced, researched, created and taught to Zhu Houzhao. Each of them ran back and forth according to the changes of the formation, and miraculously they were able to surround the large with the small.
With this large formation, they squeezed the enemy, which was more than twice as many as their own, into a ball without being able to use it. At the same time, they peeled off the enemy layer by layer from the outside to the inside like peeling bamboo shoots and strangled them.
On the Xiakou Pass gate tower at the rear outside the battlefield, Wang Shouren, Zhu Houzhao, A Fei, Sun Xiaohong, and Zhan Ying, all in military uniforms, were overlooking the battle situation.
Sun Xiaohong clapped and laughed: "Second Senior Brother is indeed cunning. He not only used the name of King Anhua to lead people into an ambush, but also deceived all their war horses, causing these grassland warriors who grew up on horses to lose half of their combat power. At this moment, they only have I can use it as meat for you to slaughter with your knife!"
Zhu Houzhao, however, did not show his usual playful expression. His eyes were fixed on the battlefield for a moment, paying attention to every subtle change on the battlefield. He shook his head and said: "This group of elite Tatar soldiers disguised as internal tribes is not bad." Without the big fish and meat, it can only be regarded as an appetizer. And we must swallow this small dish as soon as possible, otherwise we may scare away the real big fish that are still lingering outside the pass."
Having said this, he turned around and cupped his fists towards Wang Shouren, who was in the middle of the crowd as the commander-in-chief, and said: "Commander, the general will ask for orders to go into battle. This 'Huntian Vientiane Formation' was created by his master, and was rehearsed and trained by the general. Only when the general personally takes command can the maximum power of this formation be unleashed!"
Looking at Zhu Houzhao, who was asking for orders from him as the commander of the Jin Yiwei Zhu Shou, Wang Shouren hesitated for a moment and finally nodded and said: "Yes!"
"Thank you, Marshal!"
Zhu Houzhao was overjoyed. He thanked him and called A Fei and Zhan Ying to go down to the tower.
Sun Xiaohong was very anxious when she saw this and hurriedly called out: "I want to go too!"
A Fei turned around and said seriously: "On the battlefield, life and death only happen in an instant, and there is no room for hesitation. Although your martial arts skills are high, your heart is not strong enough. If you go to the battlefield, you will definitely die. Listen to my words and stay here obediently." here!"
Seeing that A Fei said it seriously, Sun Xiaohong knew that there was absolutely no room for negotiation on this matter, so she had to put away her usual petty temper and honestly agreed: "I understand, Senior Brother Fei!"
Zhu Houzhao couldn't help but admire him when he saw that A Fei, an honest and humble wooden man, could manage the most tricky little pepper into obedience. He secretly thought that this is called "one thing subdues another".
At that moment, the three of them walked down the tower side by side.
Zhu Houzhao said as he walked: "Although the little prince did not go out personally this time, he sent his son Arsu. Brother Zhan and Brother Zhan must look for the tall young man in the crowd with a five-foot heavy sword. As long as he takes this If we capture him alive, my little brother will be 100% sure of luring the main force of the Tatar army outside the pass into his trap!"
A Fei and Zhan Ying did not answer, but nodded to show they heard.
At this moment, Wang Shouren on the tower had already taken a special large bow and a bag of feather arrows from his own soldiers. Since there was no way to stop His Royal Highness, the Crown Prince who loved taking risks lightly, he could only hope to practice hard on his own. His archery skills can protect him when entering and exiting the battlefield.
The three of them quickened their pace and arrived at the periphery of the battlefield below. Zhu Houzhao shouted loudly: "Everyone listen to the general's orders. The first wood makes the second fire, the blue dragon turns the red bird, leave the Zhen Palace, and enter the departure position!"
When they heard that their commander personally commanded the formation changes, these Jin Yiwei warriors, who were selected and trained by Zhu Houzhao, immediately became energetic. They immediately moved their feet and changed their positions, shouting in unison: "Kill! Kill! Kill!"
As the three words "kill" were spoken, the embroidered spring knives in their hands moved like rough waves hitting the embankment, with layers of bright sword light rising and falling, rolling up the residual limbs in a rain of blood.
"Xinjin generates Guishui, Suzaku turns to Xuanwu, leaves the Dui Palace and enters the Kan position!"
Zhu Houzhao shouted and commanded the formation to change. At the same time, he formed a small spear formation with A Fei and Zhan Ying, and broke into the formation with unparalleled courage.
As the sharp edge, Zhu Houzhao danced the silver halberd in his hand, which was most suitable for attacking enemies, into a furious dragon that shook its head and tail and stirred up the sea, piercing through and cutting off the enemies in front of them who could only carry short knives to hide their identities. Crush.
A Fei, who was one step behind on the left wing, seemed to have transformed into a thousand-armed demon god. The "Rose Sword" struck repeatedly at an incredible speed, turning into countless phantoms of arms and sword bodies. Every time the sword was struck, an enemy's throat would be splattered with blood. He fell to the ground with a confused look on his face as he didn't know he had been hit by the sword.
Zhan Ying, who was on the right wing, staggered the two silver-yue swords with jointed blades and fixed handles, turning them into a strange-shaped double-headed scimitar. With the dexterity of his five fingers, it rotated rapidly in the palm of his hand, like a huge circular saw. Cutting into the flesh and blood bodies within three feet in front of him.
Under the attack of the three men, the enemy who had been struggling finally collapsed and desperately shrank inward in order to stay as far away as possible from these three handsome but devil-like young men. Our own people who could barely maintain a defensive formation were rushed to pieces.
"The overall situation has been decided!"
Zhu Houzhao was happy in his heart and continued to shout commands to change the formation, dividing and surrounding the defeated enemy and defeating them one by one.
When A Fei saw that there were only a few people left around the enemy leader named "Arsu", he suddenly increased his speed to the extreme, and his body turned into a light and shadow that was almost impossible to catch with the naked eye. It flashed away, and then became clear again. Already in front of the opponent, the enemy guards, who were obviously not mediocre, had their throats splattered with blood and fell into the dust.
Arsu swung his sword in a horizontal slash without thinking. The sword was as fast as thunder and as heavy as a mountain.
He is certainly not an ordinary person to be entrusted with important tasks by his father. In fact, his martial arts have been fully inherited from the Dragon Elephant King. With his pure and powerful "Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu" and a huge sword weighing fifty-four kilograms, he has never been invincible among the younger generation in the clan.
It's a pity that what he met was A Fei, a freak who had the foundation laid by Bai Feifei, the master of the Ghost Palace, and was taught by Hu Long.
If he were to face Zhu Houzhao, he would still be able to sustain hundreds of moves even if he was defeated, but against Ah Fei, who has gradually become more proficient in Kuai Jian, the difference would be a world of difference.
A Fei ignored the sword that slashed across the opponent's waist. A red light flashed in his hand, and the "Rose Sword" struck the opponent's throat first.
However, he thought about Zhu Houzhao's instructions to stay alive. This sword was held flat. At the moment when the sword tip was about to touch the opponent's throat, he first spit out a trace of sword energy at the tip of the sword to seal his acupuncture points, and then raised his arms and shook his wrists upwards. Pick, he actually used this soft sword as thin as a cicada's wing to lift a living person weighing more than a hundred kilograms into the air. After somersaulting seven or eight times, he fell heavily to the ground.
"Big brother is mighty!"
Zhu Houzhao was so excited that he stepped forward and lifted up Arsu, whose acupuncture points were restrained and fell to pieces.
"Senior brother, please lead the large formation to annihilate the remaining enemies on behalf of my younger brother. My younger brother is going to interrogate some things."
After that, he ran to the tower in a hurry.
