Chapter 1386
Standing quietly in the mouth, bows and arrows on the string, military prestige.
The leader Murong is invincible. He is in iron armour, standing tall and cold.
It's terrible. They sent them to the door by themselves. Shang Sheng's big surprise hasn't been expressed yet.
The face of cold Murong invincible, long sword a wave: "shoot."
The cold roar, together with the dense sharp arrows, shot at the soldiers and horses on the island of hell.
It's like a locust with a hook.
Unprepared, completely unprepared.
The unexpected response and the long-awaited attack here.
High down, make a judgment, win or lose, make a knowledge.
"Back, back." Seeing that his face was livid, Shang Sheng waved a long sword to resist the sharp arrows like locusts and shouted.
"No, the back team was ambushed and our back road was cut off."
However, just at the command of Shang Sheng, the message of the sage at the back corner has been delivered.
There are wolves in the front and tigers in the back.
They're completely surrounded. They're surrounded.
Shang Sheng's face was as black as night. The fierce color in his eyebrows and eyes almost penetrated the cold Murong invincible face in front of him.
Want to surround him, hum, this is a dense forest, not a plain.
It's not that easy.
"Come on, send orders down. The Chinese army will change into the former army and turn to the east forest."
There are problems with blocking before and after.
He is close to the dense forest, which has countless roads and is afraid of being encircled.
Command me, a hundred and thirty thousand men and horses immediately formed a team and crossed the Qinling Mountains.
At this time, the front can't go, the rear can't go back, that's just to go over the Qinling Mountains.
A sharp arrow breaks through the air, and a battle is fought.
There are 130000 people and horses on the Ming island running towards the Qinling Mountains. It's impossible to completely encircle people in the dense forest.
"General, do you want to catch up?" Murong Yi looks at Murong invincible and says in a deep voice.
"No." Murong invincible glanced at the Qianfeng battalion, which was the Death Squadron, and the Ming island army, which had quickly retreated into the Qinling Mountains, and coldly threw out two words.
"Our goal is not for them. Let one or two people catch up and the other follow me."
Murong Wudi touched his chin, and there was a cold sharpness in his eyes.