"Madam, we have an obvious advantage on the left wing. As long as we bring back the Five Sacred Sword Sect, we will be able to reverse the situation."
Xu Daqiang said calmly.
"Marshal Xu, there is no wife on the battlefield. You don't have to worry too much. Just treat me as an ordinary soldier under your command."
"I lead the Emei disciples and I will definitely be able to stop those black-armored attacks!"
Since Yang Yaoqin came to Huizhou, she has felt the respect of Mingjiao disciples for her, and she is also clearly aware of Xu Da's concerns.
But the current situation is at stake, and it is related to the survival of the Mingjiao. As the wife of the leader, she must take action in this situation.
"This..." Xu Da hesitated.
"Marshal Xu, with my cultivation, nothing will happen. Please give me the order!"
"Then... Okay. Madam, if you can't stop me, please don't fight hard and wait for the assistance of the Five Mountains Sword Sect."
"Follow your orders!" Yang Yaoqin hugged Xu Da's fists and led the Jing generation disciples to fly towards the black-armored guards.
"Quickly, go and urge the Five Mountains Sword Sect to support you." Xu Da was still not at ease and hurriedly shouted to the messenger on the side.
Yang Yaoqin took out the crape myrtle soft sword from her waist and rushed into the formation of the black-armored guards. The sword flashed and killed several black-armored guards in an instant.
Emei's disciples followed closely and were distributed in the Western Zhou Dynasty under Yang Yaoqin.
With them fighting in front, the sharp edge of the black-armored guards was blocked.
Upon seeing this, Chang Yuchun immediately began to gather the scattered Mingjiao disciples to form a defensive formation, and then ran to Yang Yaoqin's side, "Madam, the defensive formation has been organized, please step back."
"General Chang, like all Mingjiao disciples, I am just a soldier under Marshal Xu."
An Emei disciple blocked the attack of the black-armored guard in front. Yang Yaoqin calmly turned around, pointing the tip of the Ziwei soft sword diagonally at the ground, and glanced at the Mingjiao disciples behind him.
"I, Yang Yaoqin, am the wife of your leader Lu. From now on, I will advance and retreat with you!"
The disciples of the Ming Cult were moved by Yang Yaoqin's actions, and they all looked at her excitedly.
Chang Yuchun raised the long knife in his hand and shouted loudly: "I swear to live and die with the Ming Cult!"
Ma Tianbao also heard Yang Yaoqin's words, and immediately called Lin Jiutian over, pointed at Yang Yaoqin in the distance and said: "Brother Jiutian, do you see that, that is Lu Qingyun's wife, as long as we catch her, the Mingjiao will not attack us." break!"
"I will lead the black-armored guards to contain the Emei disciples. You and the Beggar Clan disciples must capture her."
"Okay!" Lin Jiutian readily agreed.
The black-armored guards began a targeted attack. Dozens of people surrounded an Emei disciple and cut them away from Yang Yaoqin.
Lin Jiutian saw the opportunity and led the Beggar Clan disciples to rush towards Yang Yaoqin.
Yang Yaoqin calmly looked at the charging beggars, shook the crape myrtle soft sword in her hand, and shot out several beams of energy.
The Beggar Clan disciples who rushed at the front were instantly torn apart by the sword energy.
But the terrifying lethality did not make the Beggar Clan disciples retreat, they kept coming like a tide.
"Be careful, madam, they seem to be targeting you." Chang Yuchun saw the problem and warned loudly.
"Thank you, General Chang, for the reminder!"
Yang Yaoqin smiled faintly and kept waving the sword in her hand. After a while, countless Beggar Clan disciples fell in front of her.
"Brothers, protect the lady!"
Chang Yuchun roared and rushed in front of Yang Yaoqin, blocking the first wave of attacks for her.
The disciples of the Ming Cult followed suit and built a wall of flesh and blood in front of Yang Yaoqin. A group fell down, and another group was added behind. No matter how much the disciples of the Beggar Clan attacked, the wall of flesh and blood remained standing!
The Beggar Clan disciples attacked like crazy, and the Mingjiao disciples also blocked like crazy, and the fighting became more and more fierce.
However, the Mingjiao disciples were at an absolute disadvantage in terms of numbers. With constant losses, they were slowly surrounded by the Beggar Clan disciples.
"Madam, we are surrounded. Your cultivation is advanced, please leave first." Chang Yuchun said anxiously with red eyes.
"General Chang, I said that I would advance and retreat with the Beggar Clan disciples and never leave first!" Yang Yaoqin's attitude was very firm.
Flying into the Beggar Clan disciples, the Ziwei soft sword flew up and down, and the dazzling sword light ruthlessly harvested the lives of the Beggar Clan disciples.
Around her, corpses were flowing into rivers of blood, but they still couldn't scare the Beggar Clan disciples, who kept coming howling.
Yang Yaoqin secretly looked behind Shuai Qi and murmured to herself, "Qingyun, where are you? If you don't dare to come again, the Mingjiao will be finished."
At this time, Lu Qingyun was running towards the battlefield with the assembled Huizhou elite soldiers, shouting constantly: "Quick, speed up the pace!"
Six thousand Huizhou elite soldiers ran quickly under Lu Qingyun's urging, and they could clearly hear the sounds of fighting on the battlefield.
Lu Qingyun rose into the sky and looked towards the distant battlefield.
The left wing has an obvious advantage, and the Wuyue Sword Faction is encircling and suppressing the Mongolian cavalry.
The right wing was still locked in a stalemate, and the two sides were fighting to no avail. The middle road collapsed, and some of the Mingjiao disciples were surrounded by the beggar gang.
"No, Qin'er is surrounded!"
Lu Qingyun channeled his inner energy into his eyes and saw Yang Yaoqin who was fighting, "Jiang Guangming, lead them to speed up, I will go first."
"Yes, leader!"
Lu Qingyun appeared on the battlefield after several ups and downs.
The 'Zhenwu' sword in his hand waved, and sword rays struck at the Beggar Clan disciples.
"It's the leader, he's here!"
Lu Qingyun ignored the cheers of the Ming Cult disciples and appeared beside Yang Yaoqin in a flash.
"Qin'er, are you okay?"
Seeing that Yang Yaoqin's yellow dress was stained with blood, Lu Qingyun asked worriedly.
"It's okay. Don't worry. With my level of cultivation, these Beggar Clan disciples can't hurt me."
Yang Yaoqin smiled slightly.
Lu Qing nodded, looked at Chang Yuchun who was covered in blood and asked, "General Chang, can you still hold on? Reinforcements will be here soon."
Hearing that there were reinforcements, Chang Yuchun was shocked and said, "Master, don't worry, a few minor injuries are not a problem, I can still persevere."
"good!"
Lu Qingyun rushed into the black-armored guards, the long sword in his hand kept harvesting, and there was no enemy at all.
Damn it, Lu Qingyun is here!
Ma Tianbao watched the black-armored guards being killed one after another but was unable to do anything as his figure galloped towards the rear.
"It's not that easy to run away!"
Lu Qingyun had already noticed Ma Tianbao, guessing that he was the leader of the black-armored guards, and chased after him in a flash.
Ma Tianbao was shocked, and quickly took out a handful of powder from his arms and threw it backward.
"Little tricks!"
Lu Qingyun touched the ground with his toes, flew up into the air, swung his 'Zhenwu' sword, and slashed down with one strike.
Ma Tianbao was only at the Grandmaster level, how could he possibly avoid Lu Qingyun's blow? He felt a chill on his neck and his head suddenly disappeared.
