Chapter 191: Exchange

Wei Yuan still couldn't hold back and activated the "Moment of All Living Beings" for the third time for the northwest city.

The underground passages were crisscrossed, and enemies would constantly attack from all angles. Those originally weak guys suddenly became exceptionally powerful, their strength increased by more than double, and their speed also increased by more than double. They also had many short sticks with sparks in their hands. Many Shaman warriors were caught off guard and died in an instant, not knowing how they died.

The ten-breath "Moment of All Living Beings" turned the more than three thousand Shaman warriors who rushed underground into five hundred.

Wei Yuan silently took out a mask and put it on his face.

Bao Yun appeared beside Wei Yuan and asked: "What's wrong with you?"

Wei Yuan took a deep breath and said: "I made a wrong decision. I can't use the lives of more than ten thousand people to add a little bit of chance to my victory. Even if that chance is negligible, as a commander, I shouldn't let it go."

Bao Yun suddenly smiled and said: "Since it's a negligible chance, it doesn't matter if you let it go. A true commander never haggles over every ounce like this."

She took a mask from her arms, handed it to Wei Yuan, and said: "Your mask is too ugly, use mine."

Wei Yuan subconsciously took the mask, and then discovered that Bao Yun's mask didn't seem to be bought in a whole car last time, but her own. This mask was calm, mysterious, and a bit charming, with starlight faintly floating on the skin.

Compared with Wei Yuan's own silver ghost face, this mask was indeed extremely beautiful, it's just that Wei Yuan felt that if he wore it, it would be a little bit feminine.

He didn't hesitate and put on Bao Yun's mask directly, so decisively that even Bao Yun was a little surprised.

At this time, the Shaman army had arrived at the center of the realm, and was changing formations while marching, transforming into an attack formation. The whole process of changing formations was skillful and smooth, and there were powerful cavalry patrolling on both wings, not giving the opponent the slightest chance.

The main hall where Qingming was located had no danger to defend, so Wei Yuan deployed ten thousand main forces here, the other two thousand were ambushed on the side, and Wei Yuan himself set up a formation with two hundred cavalry on the peak, just to see how much the opponent's main general valued himself.

The Shaman main general stood on the high platform and struck the war drum hard. The heavy drum beats hit everyone's heart, making the heartbeat involuntarily follow the rhythm of the drum beats.

When the Shaman formation was fully deployed, the Shaman main general roared through the world, and then all Shaman warriors had rolling green gas rising from their bodies, connecting into a piece, resisting the erosion of the human clear domain.

At this moment, the green gas above the Shaman army formation was as thick as substance, protecting all Shaman warriors inside. According to Qingming's erosion speed, it would probably take several hours to eliminate the green gas. This was the strength of the Shaman elite, even in a top-level human clear domain like Qingming, they could roam for several hours without being weakened.

The war Shaman on the high platform struck the war drum again, this time not fast or slow. Tens of thousands of Shaman troops stepped forward with the drum beats, each step making the earth tremble, and the stepping sound like a mountain collapse and a tsunami, hitting the soul directly!

Although Wei Yuan's ten thousand main forces had been trained for the longest time, to be honest, they didn't even have enough time for the basic training of new recruits in the Great Tang military regulations. At this moment, facing the overwhelming number of strong enemies, many people were already pale. Some veterans began to howl like beasts to cover up the fear in their hearts.

If the formation hadn't been dense enough, someone would have already run away.

Tens of thousands of Shaman troops stepped forward in unison, and the green gas above their heads had turned into a ten-foot-high gas wall, pressing down bit by bit with the steps of the army.

Behind Wei Yuan, Wang Yu suddenly had countless bloodshot eyes, and tears slightly stained with red rolled down, saying: "They have too many Dao Foundations, we can't beat them, we can't beat them at all!" It seems that I am not a qualified commander... Wei Yuan pointed his long spear forward and said: "There is only one thousand cavalry in front of us. I'll go first, you watch!"

Wei Yuan rode alone, man and horse as one, killing toward the thousand cavalry in front!

This batch of Shaman cavalry did not ride poison lizards, but camels unique to the Northern Territory. Two huge coiled horns were inlaid with cold-shining iron thorns. The camels were tall, not inferior to war horses, so the knights on their backs were all tall and strong, wearing heavy armor, looking much better than poison lizard knights.

Wei Yuan's speed was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, he had already rushed to the front of the cavalry, leaped from the horse, and the long spear ignited with platinum light. Wei Yuan slashed down with one spear in the air, the platinum light on the spear soared, turning into a light waterfall of dozens of feet, fiercely bombarding the center of the cavalry, and more than a dozen knights who bore the brunt didn't even make a sound, directly falling to the ground and dying.

Compared with the whole cavalry, the casualties of more than ten cavalry were negligible. But the green gas that the cavalry was connected to was divided into two, and the connection with the main formation was also cut off. The green gas remaining in this thousand-man cavalry was less than half.

The drum beats of the Shaman general on the high platform missed a beat, shocked beyond measure. That was a cavalry army that roamed the Northern Frontier and could resist the elite Liao cavalry, not a miscellaneous brand! Didn't this mean that the momentum of a thousand-man cavalry connected as one could be dispersed by this person in two shots?!

He didn't even remember which Great Shaman could do this.

Wei Yuan rushed directly through the gap in the cavalry, his long spear ignited with fire, dragging a long platinum tail flame, and rushed toward the Shaman army formation.

The tens of thousands of Shaman troops' momentum merged into one, like a towering green mountain, while Wei Yuan was like a platinum meteor, crashing into it.

The mountain tilted a corner!

Wei Yuan entered the formation for dozens of feet and could no longer move, so he turned his horse back. The surrounding Shaman warriors immediately surrounded him, not giving him space to start.

Wei Yuan raised his long spear high and smashed it heavily on the ground. Within ten feet, countless platinum lights suddenly gushed out from the ground, the green gas melted like ice and snow, and all Shaman soldiers touched were like being burned by fierce fire, and faint platinum flames ignited on their bodies.

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The contaminated Shaman warriors seemed to be extremely painful, even if they were blessed by spells and not afraid of pain, they were still rolling on the ground in pain. The formation in this corner was immediately in chaos, and Wei Yuan took the opportunity to kill out, passed through the cavalry that hadn't had time to restore the formation again, and returned to the foot of the main peak.

Wei Yuan just came back, Wang Yu said: "Seventeen wounds."

Wei Yuan was stunned, and only then did he start to feel the pain. He scanned with his divine sense and saw more than a dozen arrows stuck in his back and legs, like a hedgehog. He didn't know how these Shaman tribes shot them. Adding the few scratches on his thighs, there were seventeen wounds in total.

This guy's Yin eye is indeed powerful.

Xu Yi suddenly said: "So fragrant!"

Wei Yuan only then smelled a faint laurel fragrance at the tip of his nose, and looked at the faint platinum flames still burning on the spear tip, and understood that his Dao power seemed to be stained with a little breath of the laurel fairy branch. Immortal objects are immortal objects, Wei Yuan only rubbed a little breath, and the power of Dao technique had a qualitative leap.

Taking advantage of the slight chaos in the Shaman army formation, Wei Yuan immediately ordered to meet the enemy, and the ten thousand main force troops also began to step forward.

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