Chapter 150
He Wuhen is simply familiar with setting fires.
A few days ago, he brought Xiao Maoqiu and Xiao Qinglong to burn out Long Jiu's naval camp.
Today, the camp of Meihua Villa was burned by him, and the flames were surging and smoke were shrouded, dragging tens of thousands of troops into the camp.
When he rode the dragon phoenix and left the camp, He Wuhen also saw from Gaotian that Li Chun was sandwiched in the black torrent, and also drilled through the camp wall and rushed out.
Li Chun made trouble in the camp and destroyed two quarters of an hour, destroying countless barracks, kitchens and walls, and being able to come out alive. It was simply amazing.
Even He Wuhen had to admire him. This guy was slippery like a loach, dragging more than 3,000 soldiers around the camp for two rounds.
Of course, Li Chun was not safe and sound. He was also hit by two swords on the back, and the twelve ones were killed.
But all this is worth it. He Wuhenfei was in the sky and did not forget to order him to charge into the canyon.
Li Chun immediately did as he did and led the unicorn demon rhino to charge all the way.
At this time, when He Wuhen was about to leave the camp, an extremely fierce energy suddenly came from behind.
He turned his head and saw three dazzling streams of light shot in the shape of a font, pointing directly to his vital points.
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The terrain of Meihua Villa is high and the terrain in the canyon is very low, which is a downhill road.
Therefore, the one-horned demon rhino charges extremely fast. When it reaches the canyon, it is so fast that it almost produces afterimages.
The Long Jiu army in the canyon has long been defeated by the Black Armored Army.
The 10,000 army left more than 7,000 corpses, and only more than 2,000 wounded and defeated generals were left, and they retreated into the camp.
These wounded and defeated generals have sent countless signals to request ten thousand troops in the camp to support them.
It’s a pity that they didn’t know that the army in the camp was also in chaos and was busy putting out fires everywhere, so they couldn’t care about them.
As a result, more than two thousand defeated generals were ashamed and retreated like a dog with a broken family.
Unexpectedly, something even more tragic happened.
Behind them a black torrent rolled in, rushing into the crowd with smoke and dust.
Crush!
Eighteen single-horned demon rhinestones lined up like milling wheat on millstones, directly crushing the team of more than 2,000 injured and defeated generals.
The loud rumbling sounds rang through the valley, and screams and screams came one after another.
When the black torrent finally stopped, more than two thousand corpses were left on the avenue behind, and only dozens of powerful martial artists survived.
However, He Yaotian led the army of the Black Armored Camp to fight with a rainbow of momentum, and immediately submerged dozens of martial arts powerful men and surrounded and killed them all.
An hour ago, the Black Armored Army suffered ambushing from all sides, with heavy casualties and low morale.
Now, the enemy's monsters and flamingos have become their helpers for no reason.
So, the morale of the Black Armored Army was like a rainbow, like a sharp knife, and drove straight in and soon rushed to the Meihua Villa Camp.
Before entering the Meihua Villa camp, He Yaotian was mentally prepared. He guessed that the next one would inevitably be a more tragic and bloody battle.
After all, as a war god, he knew very well that the war against cities and camps was the most difficult and bloody and cruel.
However, when he led the army to the front of the Meihua Villa camp, he was stunned with surprise.
In front of the camp, there were no enemy troops waiting for the battle! There were no carefully designed ambush and traps!
Only the camp gate that was burned into black ashes was burned, with a wall full of gaps like fishing nets, and the flames and black smoke in the camp.
Such a scene made He Feng, He Yaotian and others look at each other, and no one could have imagined what happened.
However, the small hairball lying on Mu Zichen's shoulder was very good. It could see a flash of fire in the bamboo sea on the right at a glance.
"Look, the boss is there! He is being besieged!"
When he heard this, He Yaotian, He Feng, Tang Bao, Mu Zichen and others all changed their faces and were extremely worried.
He Yaotian was most concerned about his grandson and subconsciously wanted to rescue him.
However, as the head coach, he must lead the army himself, otherwise his morale will be poor and no one will be in command.
Anxious and helpless, he had to order: "He Feng, He Chong, you should take people to save the eldest master immediately, and don't let him get into trouble no matter what!"
"As for the order!" He Feng and He Chong immediately clasped their fists and took the order, and rushed to the bamboo sea on the mountain to the right with twenty elite masters crying blood.
"We'll go too!" Tang Bao and Mu Zichen hurriedly followed.
When everyone ran out of five miles and arrived at the mountainside of the bamboo sea, they finally saw He Wuhen's situation.
At this time, He Wuhen was wearing war dragon armor and holding a blood-drinking knife with purple flames, fighting hard.
He was not alone in the fight, and there was another person not far away. He held the short sword and released a green sword light and attacked without saying a word. That was Sima Fu.
In addition, the huge dragon phoenix also flew into the sky, constantly spewing out flames, attacking the enemies below.
Although He Wuhen has two helpers, his situation is very dangerous because there are more than twenty enemies.
Moreover, these twenty people were all wearing silver-white black armor and holding heavy swords of the mysterious soldiers. They were all powerful martial artists.
Xiao Maoqiu, who had destroyed the navy camp with He Wuhen, immediately recognized their identities after seeing the more than 20 martial artists.
"Shadow Hall! These guys are all from Shadow Hall!"
"Boss, we're here to save you, you must hold on!"
He Chong and He Feng joined the battle without saying a word, and bravely attacked the Shadow Hall martial artists.
Twenty elite martial artists cried blood and rushed into the battle group. The cold and speechless people were filled with blood. They were all powerful people who killed countless enemies!
Although Mu Zichen and Tang Bao were just warriors, they were concerned about He Wuhen's safety and joined the battle group regardless of their own wits.
Moreover, with a small fur ball following them, protecting them both, and able to withstand a fatal attack for them at critical moments.
With the addition of many helpers, He Wuhen breathed a sigh of relief and relaxed a little.
Before, he rode the dragon phoenix and set off the fire, and was about to escape from the camp, three dazzling streams of light came, locking his breath, making him unable to escape.
At that moment, he knew that the strong men in the camp had taken action.
Judging from the power of the three dazzling streams of light, they were definitely emitted by level seven or even level eight martial artists.
He Wuhen never dared to underestimate the tiger and hidden dragons in Longjiu's army, so it is natural that there are senior martial artists in this camp.
However, three streams of light came straight to the vital point, but He Wuhen was in the air and could not dodge.
In desperation, he had to use his full strength to activate the Yuanli Shield, raise the blood-drinking knife and slash at one of the streams of light.
A "bang" sounded, and a stream of light was shattered by him, while another stream of light hit his Yuanli shield, breaking through his Yuanli shield.
Fortunately, he had the dragon armor to protect him, and the stream of light hit the armor and exploded into countless pieces.
However, in the end, the flowing light pierced the dragon phoenix's wings and severely injured it.
The injured dragon phoenix could not continue to fly, and it was carrying He Wuhen crookedly and landed on the hillside of the bamboo sea.
At this moment, more than 20 martial artists from Shadow Hall came to chase him, and He Wuhen was trapped in a siege.
There are eight hundred strong martial artists in Shadow Hall, three hundred guarding the Navy camp, and five hundred people following Long Jiu's marching to fight.
Therefore, there are at least one or two hundred Shadow Hall martial artists left in the camp of Meihua Villa.
More than 20 martial artists came to chase He Wuhen, and there was no doubt that Long Jiu's army's anger had accumulated to the extreme and he was bound to be killed.
Most of these martial artists are from level 2 to level 4 martial artists, but the leader is a strong man from level 7 martial artists.
If there is a one-on-one battle, He Wuhen can certainly defeat the seventh-level martial artist, but the other side still has more than 20 low-level martial artists, so he was trapped in a siege from the beginning and retreated step by step.
Fortunately, Sima Fu solved all the beast masters and archers in the bamboo sea and rushed over to help in time. Why Wuhen relieved some of the pressure?
But Sima Fu alone cannot help He Wuhen turn the situation around.
So both of them were trapped in siege and hard battle, and were defeated by more than 20 Shadow Hall martial artists.
Sima Fu was injured in the battle and was pierced by a sword, but his face remained unchanged and he still waved his sword to fight coldly.
His appearance made the Shadow Hall martial artists feel heartbroken, and even doubted whether his body could still feel pain.
Fortunately, the two of them struggled for a quarter of an hour, and He Feng, He Chong and others finally arrived.
Moreover, both brothers are level 6 martial artists, leading twenty blood-crying masters to join the battle, and in the blink of an eye, they killed three Shadow Hall martial artists.
He Wuhen took a breath and then continued to fight, holding the blood-drinking sword to attack the level seven martial artist.
This level seven martial artist is the captain of the Shadow Hall. He had been suppressing He Wuhen before, but now it is finally time for He Wuhen to take revenge.
The two of them fought each other with swords, and the light splashed everywhere, sweeping through the energy, cutting off all the bamboo forests around them, turning into pieces of fragments in the sky.
After fighting for more than ten moves, He Wuhen finally cut Huashan with one move, killing the seventh-level martial artist on the spot, and gaining 12,000 experience points.
After killing the captain of Shadow Hall, He Wuhen immediately returned to the battlefield and killed three more martial artists.
Until this time, more than 20 Shadow Hall martial artists were wiped out and turned into corpses with undesolate heat.
The battle finally ended, and He Chong directly led more than 20 masters of blood-crying to leave to help He Yaotian kill the enemy.
He Feng took out the healing pill and handed it to He Wuhen and Sima Fu.
The two of them took the pills and used their energy to heal their injuries for a while. Then they left the bamboo sea and headed to the camp of Meihua Villa.
When He Wuhen brought Mu Zichen, Tang Bao, Sima Fu and others into the Meihua Villa camp, he found that the war had come to an end.
The beacon fires and wolf smokes everywhere in the camp have been destroyed by the army.
The army of 10,000 Long Jiu was attacked and killed more than 8,000, leaving only more than 1,000 defeated soldiers. Under the leadership of General Long Jiu, he fled to the camp on the northern plains in a panic.
In the northern plain, Dong Hongyuan led 20,000 navy soldiers to build a large camp.
There is the last position of Long Jiu's army.;
Chapter completed!