I summon all the famous generals in history in another world

Chapter 1457 When disaster strikes, everyone flies away (Three chapters, to be finished as soon as possible, there were originally some endings)

(After finishing the Wuzhou battle, I'm preparing for a major summoning wave. Let me think about the candidates—)
Then Sun Wukong looked back and saw that the battlefield was in complete chaos. Yellow Turban soldiers were fleeing in all directions, and Hengzhou cavalry were chasing them relentlessly. Looking at Li Wenzhong's surrounded figure in the distance, he could only spit out his resentment.

"Next time I run into those two old bastards, I'm going to break their legs!"

The two men ceased fighting and led their guerrilla cavalry in the direction of Lan Yu's breakout, leaving behind a battlefield in ruins.

Meanwhile, Zhu Jiuyin and Dijiang had already galloped away on their horses. The Ta Guang Ju and Ta Kong Wu Zhui were rare and famous horses in the world, with speeds far exceeding those of ordinary warhorses. Before long, they had broken out of the Hengzhou army's encirclement and were speeding towards the mountainous area in the south of Wuzhou.

"That old fox Jiang Xiaobai is certainly well-informed."

"But it's good, following the Yellow Turban Army will only lead to our demise sooner or later. The mountainous area of ​​Wunan is safer. We can defend it from the terrain, and Wu Qi might not be able to do anything to us."

Zhu Jiuyin reined in his warhorse, glanced back at the battlefield, and a cold smile curled at the corner of his mouth.

"That's right! Once things calm down, we can slowly develop our power. By then, Wuzhou might not be anyone's domain!"

Dijiang laughed heartily.

The two exchanged a smile, spurred their horses onward, and paid no attention to the Yellow Turban army that was in disarray behind them.

Meanwhile, in the center of the battlefield, the battle between Shen Ni and Bai Hu had reached a fever pitch. The shockwaves generated by the collision of blood-red and white qi blasted the surrounding ground into craters. Both of their warhorses were exhausted and could only fight on foot.

Shen Ni's God-Slaying Spear was covered in blood-red aura, and Bai Hu's White Tiger World-Slaying Spear was also stained with a trace of blood.

"what's the situation?"

Shen Ni roared, his crimson aura surging, and the three heads and six arms of the Myriad Fiends Dharma Form condensed once more. The God-Slaying Spear, carrying a world-destroying momentum, pierced towards the White Tiger.

At the same time, he quickly looked around and found that their central battlefield was almost surrounded by Hengzhou soldiers in standard armor, and the few remaining Yellow Turban soldiers were frantically retreating to the rear.

He already knew that there must be a problem on the main battlefield of the Yellow Turban Army.

He instantly realized that the Yellow Turban Army was probably already in defeat and there was no point in continuing the fight, but he couldn't swallow his anger—Qiongqi, Gu Diao, and Zhu Huai, three great generals, had all died at the hands of the White Tiger, and he had to avenge them.

“God, the situation is hopeless. If you continue to resist, it will only increase casualties. If you surrender, I may spare your life.”

The white tiger's eyes were calm, and its white aura formed an impenetrable defense like an iron wall.

"Surrender? I, Shen Ni, have never even known how to write the word 'surrender' in my entire life!"

Shen Ni roared angrily, and the God-Slaying Spear suddenly changed from thrusting to slashing. Crimson energy condensed into a huge blood blade, which was slashed towards Bai Hu. Bai Hu no longer wasted words. He swung the World-Slaying Spear backhand, and white energy formed a sharp spear light, which collided with the blood blade.

With a loud bang, both of them were thrown back several steps. Blood trickled from the corner of Shen Ni's mouth, indicating that he had suffered internal injuries.

He looked up and saw that the Hengzhou army around him had begun to tighten the encirclement. The Hengwu soldiers led by Zhao Gongming and Shebishi were slowly approaching. If he didn't leave soon, he would really have no way to escape.

"White Tiger, I will remember this grudge!"

A ruthless glint flashed in Shen Ni's eyes. He suddenly activated all his internal energy, and the crimson energy surged toward the White Tiger like a tide. The God-Slaying Spear pierced straight toward the White Tiger's chest. It seemed like a desperate act, but in reality, he was leaving himself an escape route.

The White Tiger thought he was starting to fight like a cornered beast, so it activated its white qi for defense and drew its White Tiger Blade to meet the enemy.

Just as the two were about to collide, Shen Ni suddenly turned to the side, his crimson aura erupting violently. He forcefully withstood a straight blow from Bai Hu's blade, then used the recoil to rush towards the gap to the north. "Hmm?"

Baihu paused for a moment, then noticed a deep wound on Shenni's side, slashed open by Baihu's blade. Crimson qi was leaking out from the wound, indicating that Shenni was seriously injured and was frantically fleeing to the north.

"Running pretty fast."

Baihu did not continue the pursuit. He and Shenni were both at the pinnacle of Qi, and no matter how powerful Shenni was, Baihu dared not say that he could reliably suppress him one-on-one, let alone leave Shenni, who was determined to retreat, behind.

Moreover, without a second Qi Master as an ally to face Shen Ni, if Shen Ni were to fight back desperately, even Bai Hu could be severely injured by Shen Ni's relentless resistance if he were not careful.

Not to mention getting Sun Wukong and the four Shen brothers to come and cooperate. If they were to come and suppress the desperate counterattack of Shen Ni, Baihu estimated that at least two of the four brothers would have to be replaced!

Meanwhile, Shen Ni was running wildly, the excruciating pain from his wounds almost causing him to faint. His Blood Calamity Black Steed was also injured, and its speed was getting slower and slower, but he dared not stop at all. As long as he could break through the encirclement of the Hengzhou army, he could reunite with the scattered Yellow Turban soldiers and then retreat slowly.

However, the ferocious beast guardians behind him were not so lucky.

Fei Yi, Ao Yin, Shen, and Yu Jiang were previously entangled by the Hengzhou army's guerrilla cavalry. By the time they realized what was happening and tried to retreat, they were already surrounded by the guerrilla cavalry led by Sun Wukong and Shen Yuan, as well as the Hengwu soldiers led by Zhao Gongming and Shebi Shi.

"Shen, quickly use your illusion magic to clear the way!"

Fei Yi brandished his weapon, and dark green poisonous mist spread around him, trying to stop the enemy's attack. However, the Hengzhou soldiers were well prepared, and their bodies were covered with herbal ointment, so the poisonous mist had no effect at all.

Shen hurriedly activated the illusionary mist, and the silvery-white mist instantly enveloped the battlefield, attempting to create chaos. However, Zhao Gongming waved the Dragon-Tiger Ruyi Whip in his hand, and the twenty-four Sea-Stabilizing Pearls in his hand emitted a dazzling aura, instantly dispelling the illusionary mist.

"You dare to show off your meager skills in front of me, even if it's just child's play!"

Shebi Shi, draped in a scarlet cloak, flicked his pale fingers, sending a chilling aura towards the four of them.

Yu Jiang tried to use his wind-force energy to resist, but was instead attacked by the yin energy, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

"kill!"

Just then, Sun Wukong, who was looking frustrated, saw that there were still a few Taiping Sect protectors left. He roared and swung his golden cudgel, which was filled with golden energy, straight at Fei Yi.

"not good!"

Fei Yi tried to dodge, but Shen Yuan's towering white jade pillar blocked his way, leaving him no choice but to face the challenge head-on.

A one-sided siege against the four ferocious beast protectors of the Taiping Cult, led by Sun Wukong and his fellow disciples Shen Yuan, was thus launched.

Meanwhile, Li Wenzhong's more than 1,000 cavalrymen from the 3,000-strong battalion were now surrounded by the Hengwu soldiers and Baihu cavalry mobilized by Wu Qi.

The gap on the east side had been blocked by the Hengzhou army. The last thing he saw was Lan Yu leading his remaining troops to successfully break through.

"General, the enemy has formed a three-layered encirclement. What should we do?"

Zhao Yong was covered in wounds, his willow-leaf armor was covered with knife marks, and the lance in his hand was broken in half. Li Wenzhong reined in his warhorse and glanced at the soldiers around him.

The force of over a thousand men has dwindled to less than five hundred. Many soldiers have lost their horses and are forced to fight on foot. Each man is wounded, but there is no fear in their eyes.

(End of this chapter)