"Crane Control Soldiers! Jing Si!" Jing Si's five thousand crane-controlled soldiers were lined up in sequence, with their wings spreading, like cranes spreading their wings, and a spear was like the feathers of cranes. Five thousand crane-controlled soldiers were all wearing silver armor and staring at Gao Shun's camp with a serious expression.

Jing Si is the commander of the army and a person who has experienced it. His pair of tiger eyes scanned the surrounding camps. With his years of eyesight, he naturally knew that the camp in front of him was not ordinary people, and every soldier had a tiger's back and a bear's waist.

While Jing Si was looking at the camp, Gao Shun was also looking at Jing Si's crane control soldiers, from the formation of the military formation and the soldiers' armor, Gao Shun's national face was covered with solemnity. Gao Shun knew that this camp could not be unscathed, and maybe he had to break a few of them before he could chew the bones in front of him.

"Killing" is useless. Jing Si waved the silver spear in his hand, and the Crane Control Pirate behind him burst out with murderous intent, rushing left and right. The two crane winged military formations were like white cranes spreading their wings and quickly slapped at the enemy. The white crane feather armor dyed blood red, but the soldiers didn't care at all. They wanted to use their weapons to forge their own glory and their glory, and let the three words Crane Control Pirate resound throughout the Central Plains, just like the Iron Eagle Sharp from thirty years ago, which made people frightened. Although the Iron Eagle Sharp kicked the iron plate of the camp, the Crane Sharp believed that he was the iron plate of the camp.

"Ha! Arrange! Defense!" Gao Shun personally directed the soldiers under his command, staring at the soldiers of the Crane Control Soldier with a serious expression, took off the spear behind him, and snorted coldly: "No reservation! Give them all! Let them taste his taste!"

"throw!"

"Boom...Boom...Boom..." Thousands of spears projected towards the crane control soldiers one after another.

Jing Si browed and shouted angrily: "Protect the face! Crane Feather Shield Come forward! Kill over! Punch their defense!"

"Boom... tore... ah... help..." After thousands of spears, after the four groups of throws, the Crane Control Soldier suffered two or three casualties. The other lucky ones were either defended by feather armor or were lucky enough to hide.

"Continue!" Gao Shun's brows were tightened, and he never thought that the lethality of the spear that had been tried and done in the past was greatly reduced. Gao Shun narrowed his eyes and stared at the enemy's crane armor. Gao Shun had a new understanding of his defense and a new understanding of the defense of this armor.

As the saying goes, one mountain cannot accommodate two tigers, unless one male and one female, Jing Si wiped the blood on his face at this time. The original Zou Zou's momentum seemed to be replaced by another evil nature.

"Little ones? Being beaten is not our style! Counterattack! Let them see how powerful we are! Crane Feather Arrow! Hahahaha, kill me." Jing Si opened his bloody mouth, bit the spear in his hand, grabbed the long bow behind him with one hand, and grabbed five Crane Feather Arrows at will. The five thousand soldiers under his command followed Jing Si's actions and lined up in turn. Each of the five thousand people could force three stone strong bows, and they were all inspired by five arrows. Anyone felt that this was incredible, but Jing Si did it really.

There were five thousand people, each with five arrows, but the five thousand troops actually caused tens of thousands of injuries.

"Swoosh swish swish swish swish swish swish!" The cold arrows in the sky were densely filled with cold arrows, and the buzzing sound was like a locust passing by. The cold sweat on Gao Shun's forehead emerged, and he shouted angrily: "Borrow the shield! Prevent it."

With Gao Shun as the center of the circle, the soldiers under his command picked up the corpses and shields on the ground. If there was nothing to use, the soldiers squatted on the ground, hugged their heads with their hands to protect their necks and heads, but they were directly handed over to the armor behind them.

"Bang...what...ah..." From time to time, soldiers screamed, but no one went to rescue, because Gao Shun once explicitly stipulated that once you suffer from arrow feathers, all you need to do is take good care of yourself, others don't have to worry about it, or they endure it and don't move, so that they can survive. If you go to rescue, it will only be a life.

After a wave of arrow feathers, only dozens of soldiers died in the camp of the trap, but hundreds of soldiers were unable to pull out the crane feather arrow. There was a hook on the arrow. If you wanted to pull out the arrow, unless you tear off the whole piece of meat from the wound, on this battlefield where you die every minute and every second, pulling out the arrow means death. There is no bleeding medicine, and the soldiers will only die of excessive bleeding. These soldiers all show the side of experienced veterans, breaking the feather arrows shot into their flesh, which will not cause a large amount of blood to bleed or delay the battle. Next, the injured soldiers took out a black pill from their arms, the size of a bean, put it into their mouths, and chewed it in their mouths and swallowed it directly.

This is the detoxification pill developed by Bian Que to prevent the enemy from applying du to the arrow. As expected, Gao Shun expected, the soldiers who took the medicine later suddenly felt their faces changed drastically, and hurriedly took out the pills to take them. Then he shouted to the brothers around him and said, "The enemy's arrow is poisonous! Be careful!"

"Trouble!" Gao Shun looked at the injured soldier behind him and his brows were tight. After all, poisoning undoubtedly affects the soldiers' combat effectiveness, but the arrow was on the string and he had to fire. If you want to avoid being suppressed by the enemy's poisonous arrows, you should use the other way to do it.

Gao Shun's brows were frivolous and snorted coldly: "Tempering the knife!"

When the soldiers under his command heard this, they pulled out the long swords at their waists, took out a bottle of black porcelain jar from their arms, bit off the white cloth stuffed on it, and poured the light green liquid on the blade.

When the two tigers met, they were not dead and were destroyed. Gao Shun looked at the enemy's military flag and saw the two words "Control Crane" floating in the wind. Gao Shun held a long sword in his left hand and a Pu sword in his right hand, and shouted angrily: "The whole army changed its formation, and the army formed a font-shaped military formation to charge. The central army cuts the enemy directly, spreads its wings, and we broke his arms!"

"Abide by the order!"

"Kill!" Thousands of people roared in a row, and their soldiers were divided into three groups to attack Jing Si's crane-controlling soldiers. Jing Si seemed to have noticed the movements of the camp, but he was not surprised. He turned around and looked at Yang An, the deputy general beside him, and said embarrassedly: "Didn't the crane feather arrow beef tempered?"

"Quick! I took my soldiers to simmer for three nights. Isn't it possible?" Yang An also felt strange. In the past, when using this crane feather arrow, there was never such a situation before. Once the crane feather arrow was released, the enemy would inevitably be poisoned, which would disrupt the enemy's morale and eventually lead to their combat effectiveness decline, allowing the crane control soldiers to control the entire battle situation, but it is rare like today.

"Damn it!" Jing Si held the spear in his hand, held his spear in one hand, and snorted coldly: "The two wings spread out! Show a two-handed formation, drag the enemy down! Climb and kill them!"

Gao Shun narrowed his eyes and looked at the crane-controlling soldiers who were constantly surrounding the two wings. Gao Shun suddenly shouted angrily: "Eagle Claw Chain! Hook!"

Hundreds of soldiers took off the chains at their waists and threw them out suddenly. After hitting a soldier with a straight hook, they suddenly pulled back. The soldiers who were moving forward in the next second flashed back, revealing a hole. The soldiers were dragged in directly. Seven or eight swords and axemen who were already ready rushed up and chopped the soldier into meat paste.

This is the inspiration obtained by Gao Shun from the Iron Eagle Reich, which is just right for the crane control pier.

"Click!" A chain just grabbed Jing Si's arm, and the soldiers of the camp who succeeded, suddenly pulled them away with force. Jing Si's brows locked, wrapped his hands around the chain in his hand, and thrust his horse under his crotch. The tiger's eyes stared at the soldiers of the camp who were constantly approaching. Jing Si's brows froze and shouted angrily: "Come here!"

A soldier in the camp was pulled out directly. Seeing that he was about to break through the friendly troops in front of him, he hurriedly let go. Jing Si grabbed a little and looked at the soldiers beside him. Jing Si suddenly drew his sword and cut off the chain. Most of the soldiers under his command reacted and helped the brothers who were hit and cut off the chain.

"Hmph!" Jing Si smashed the chain on his arm to the ground, but his brows tightened. After all, the enemy's sense of war! His military qualities are not low. Jing Si can even be sure that these soldiers were all captain-level generals on the battlefield.

Jing Si kicked away the dead body of Cheng Fengjun in front of him, and immediately shouted: "Crane Controlling the Soldier! Bump it with his shield arm!"

"Hmph!" Fu Kuan, in front of the left wing formation, snorted twice, swayed the blood from the Pu sword, staring at the crane-controlling soldiers in front of him who wanted to charge with their shield arms. Fu Kuan waved his hand and shouted angrily: "Collection of formation! Long spear shield"

"Drink...!" Thousands of people flipped their hands and took off their spears, inserted the long sword in their hands on the ground, held the spear in their left hand and the shield in their right hand, and made the tightly slit in front of the formation. The shield was like a turtle shell, and the spear was like a hedgehog growing on the turtle shell. Fu Kuan silently calculated the steps of the crane-controlling soldiers in his heart, eighty-eight steps... fifty steps... ten steps... eight steps. Fu Kuan shouted suddenly, "Get out the gun."

"Kill!" The morale of the camp was very impressive, and they all shot forward, like a tiger ready to roar.

Yang An frowned, and immediately used the arm shield of his left hand to protect the vital points in front of his heart. The spear and arm shield burst out countless sparks to avoid casualties. Most of the soldiers under his command were fearless and subconsciously took out the crane feather shield. The two shields collided together. This was a time of competing strength. The soldiers on both sides kept harassing the enemy with long swords and spears. As long as the enemy was knocked to the ground, they would win.

"One, two, three! Use force." Fu Kuan was in a big state and had the strength to collide with Yang An. The two generals fought, and the soldiers who were preparing to harvest were shaking flags and shouting.

Yang An was also a stubborn temper and started to get up with Fu Kuan. The fight between the two of them, including the entire camp and the Crane Control Pirate, would not end in half an hour.

"Kill!" The battle between millions of people, the two armies rushed forward, and a grand battle situation appeared before everyone. The soldiers who were gradually killed without any scruples. As long as they encountered an attack, they would reflex to fight with the enemy, stab! stab! chop! stab, hit with fists, bite the mouth, and kick with their feet. They would do everything they could to kill the enemy.

Both armies are warriors who have experienced many battles. The usual formation can no longer be maintained in the face of this melee. Once the military formation is broken, it will be a melee, and there is no room for recovery.

"Arrowman is ready! Take the arrow!" Pan Dang took out the bow and arrow casually, his tiger's eyes stared at the front, and a whoosh arrow shot away. The long arrow was like the wind, making people shudder.

The three thousand archers under his command shot and left one after another. This coverage alone was completely inseparable from the enemy.

Xiao Moke from the Sui army urged the war horses to rush out, and the tiger's eyes stared at the Korean army's side general Lu Guang to kill him.

Xiao Moke is now in his fifties. He sees Lu Guang as just a fledgling boy with a slightly inferior experience. In addition, Lu Guang has no fame, killing him will not be too dangerous and will have military achievements, so why not do it?

Lu Guang looked at Xiao Moke's silver spear as he assassinated him. Lu Guang's face gradually became colder, and his scarlet eyes stared at Xiao Moke. Xiao Moke's back was cold, and Lu Guang's face turned indifferent: "Little old man! You have pinched the wrong person!"

"Ding, Lu Guang's combat attributes are launched. When facing the famous generals in the world who have become famous, the personal force value will be added 7 and the enemy's force value will be reduced by 3 points. Lu Guang's basic force value will be 102, Chang Guang's force value will be 1, Feiyu Horse's force value will be 1, and the current Lu Guang's force value will be 109!"

"Ding, Xiao Moke is affected by Lu Guang's attributes, and his personal force value is reduced by 3 points. Xiao Moke's basic force value is 99, and the current force value is 96."

"Go!" Lu Guang smashed his halberd, and Xiao Moke immediately swung his gun to block it, only to hear: "Bang!"

When the weapons intersected, Xiao Moke's mouth suddenly cracked and he vomited an old blood. He knew that he was no match for Lu Guang. He suddenly rolled on the ground with the force and turned over to the ground. He didn't have time to think too much, so he ran forward without even hesitation. This is the experience he had accumulated in the army over the past ten years. If he couldn't beat us, he would run away. There was no need to fight to the death. It would be not worth it. This is also the most direct reason why Xiao Moke can live to this age, a high-risk profession of military general.

"Old Loach! I want to leave when I come, I look down on me too much!" Lu Guang aimed at the direction of Xiao Moke's escape, and the long light halberd in his hand suddenly threw it out, drawing a beautiful arc in the air.

This halberd was like a meteor that slipped in the darkness, hitting Xiao Moke's back. At 11 o'clock, Lu Guang could have defeated Xiao Moke with one move, but this old guy had a good fighting experience and was relatively sloppy, so he walked a round under Lu Guang's command.

"Ah" Xiao Moke hit Lu Guang's move, looked back and stared at Lu Guang, his eyes full of resentment! He was unwilling to accept that, and finally his eyes turned black and his body became cold, and he died here.

Lu Guang put away the long halberd in his hand and looked at Xiao Moke's corpse. However, Lu Guang lost his next action and urged the war horse to snort coldly: "Nian'er is old! Let's leave you a whole body!"

Blood! Shouting! Screaming! Compassion filled this battlefield. On the battlefield, the large-scale battle between the trap camp and the Crane Control Soldier was used as a base. Several generals in the army were dispatched together. As the saying goes, soldiers are against soldiers! Generals are against generals.
Chapter completed!