Age of Heroes, 10-game winning streak

If the Grandmaster was here and did this, she would not be surprised at all.

Anyone under the scorching sun and bright moon can do it.

However, Mu Yaoxi knew very well that the other party was not any of the nine people.

This person looks very young.

So she introduced herself: "I am..."

"Mu Yaoxi." Bai Yu interrupted: "I've heard of you."

"But I've never heard of you. Are you from Nanling City?" Mu Yaoxi immediately asked, "How could someone like you be so unknown?"

"Being famous isn't necessarily a good thing." Bai Yu maintained his role as the riddle-maker of fate, deliberately not explaining things clearly. "Furthermore, don't be so sure of me... I'm not unknown, it's just that you're too young and haven't heard of me yet."

Mu Yaoxi frowned slightly. She couldn't say that she was knowledgeable and had a good memory, but at least her memory was better than her writing.

Since entering the Shenwu Division, she has always wanted to revive the White Tiger Hall, even though the Martial Saint does not like it, because what she needs is a large number of talents.

Mu Yaoxi herself is a heroic spirit and does not need to consume too many resources, but that does not mean that she has the talent to train others. In order to recruit reliable and available talents, she has spent a lot of time looking for people everywhere.

With her discerning eyes, she can attract anyone with some potential.

But until now, there are only three people in her White Tiger Hall.

If Bai Yu was really famous, there was no way she hadn't heard of him.

Could it be that the other party is an old monster who has the secret to maintain his youth?

Mu Yaoxi thought about it, and then thought to herself that it was impossible. There were not even crow's feet at the corners of the other person's eyes, so how could he be an old monster?

She was just trying to figure out how to find out the other person's identity and background, but when she raised her eyes, she noticed the playful smile on the other person's lips, which reminded her of the elders in her family. She suddenly felt that the other person was really like an old monster, as if she knew what he wanted to say without her saying anything.

"You're a clever girl." Bai Yu threw the water bag over to her. "Wash your hands and face. Isn't it uncomfortable to have blood all over your face?"

Mu Yaoxi neither refused nor accepted, she asked: "Is it over?"

"Not yet." Bai Yu pointed to the other side: "The defense of the city over there is not over yet, and the same is true here."

"After so many cavalrymen, is there still more?" Mu Yaoxi's tone became a little scary.

"Don't worry, it's not too much." Bai Yu comforted: "I think it's at most..."

As soon as the words fell, a horn sounded suddenly.

At the sound of the grassland people's horns, an entire leisurely army walked out from the darkness at the end of the sight.

The quantity...cannot be seen at the moment.

However, there was a rather gorgeous tent in the center of the legion, and on top of the tent sat a burly giant who was nearly two meters and five inches tall.

Mu Yaoxi was stunned: "Why are there so many?"

"How much?" Bai Yu read it out, then asked, "That's not a lot... In Daxia history, localized wars involving fewer than 5,000 men aren't worth recording in detail in history books, and are simply brushed aside."

Mu Yaoxi thought that was indeed the case, but no matter what, the number was too much.

And they all look like elite troops. Although 70% of them are infantry and not as deadly as heavy cavalry, there are too many of them.

"Two thousand seven hundred." Bai Yu reported the approximate number. "Including the one in the middle, their strength is roughly 32... around the third level of Transcendent. Combined with their innate divine power, their danger level is indeed quite high."

Upon hearing this, Mu Yaoxi stepped forward and said, "Let's retreat back to the city. We can still use the terrain advantage to continue our attack. Even if we let the enemy enter the city, we can still fight them off."

Bai Yu glanced at the little girl, smiled, and stretched out his wet hand to touch her hair.

Mu Yaoxi's hair was messed up by the dog's paws and she was about to speak.

At this time, the young man took a step forward.

And the next moment, a figure strangely appeared around him.

He took another step forward and saw another figure.

With every step you take, there is one more person behind you.

A total of four steps were taken, so there were four more people.

He stared calmly at the location of the legion, his eyes composed.

"My soldiers and generals are more about quality than quantity."

"One horse can defeat a thousand."

"Five men can defeat a thousand troops."

Chapter 239: Even if I die, I will not be ashamed of the heroes in the world

The heroic spirit calls.

All four heroic spirits are out.

This was the first time that all the heroic spirits were deployed, but it also consumed a lot of resources.

Suddenly, Bai Yu's destiny points burned 100+

Fortunately, there are still a lot of stocks, so there is no need to feel bad about it at the moment. I can just consider it as an investment and buy it back in the store later.

Bai Yu jumped on his horse, and several other heroes followed suit.

The five horses formed a flying goose formation and rushed directly towards the battle formation in the front.

It was rare for him to feel such excitement. After all, this was completely different from fighting alone.

The moment the battle formations touched each other, the explosive power of the heroic spirits was fully unleashed.

Even if faced with a tall shield wall, it would still be as fragile as tofu dregs and break at the slightest touch.

The Wuming ghost jumped up from his horse with a light figure, drew out his famous sword Kuaiyu, wrapped the blade with blazing sword energy, and chopped it down vertically with one move.

The Ichinoshita pierced through the shield formation, splitting the men and their shields in half.

The other two heroes were not to be outdone.

Ride your horse straight into it.

The veteran soldier, who had fought many battles, brandished a climbing gun, his aura surging, and he moved around the battlefield like a fish in water.

It can be seen from his expression that he has never fought such a prosperous battle in his life. He can easily pick up the barbarians on the grassland and throw them far away with just a shot. In addition, his basic skills are too solid, so he doesn't need to use any supernatural powers. He can kill people back and forth in the front row by himself.

This is a professional soldier who knows the weaknesses of these battlefield formations very well. Once the commander of the team is killed, the battle formation will collapse immediately after a few more rounds of sprints.

The Grandmaster of Defense was as still as a mountain. He was not a heroic spirit that excelled at attacking. It was not that he did not have means of attack, but he could not cause large-scale destruction.

He simply rolled forward like a heavy tank. After activating the Xuanhuang Power, he didn't care about anything and just rolled forward like a ruthless steamroller.

When arrows came, he raised his hands to brush them away, as if they were just a feather-light tickle. When spears came, he ignored them, just grabbed them and threw them casually, knocking down a large group of people like bowling balls.

The two Fuso Heroic Spirits are slightly inferior in comparison.

Wuminggui continuously fired his Ichirōtachi, but was limited by the range of his divine eyes and could not judge the battle situation well, so he could only move around Baiyu.

However, the two men cooperated very well. With a knife and a gun, following behind the steamroller, they could easily tear the battle formation into pieces.

The only one who did not enter the battle formation was Ren Xia.

He was of the lowest level, but he had guns on him, and Bai Yu also opened his arsenal.

This arsenal was obtained when the mercenary bodyguards of the Zhuang brothers were killed. It contains many heavy firepower weapons.

Ren Xia kept his distance and used bullet time to carry out targeted attacks. His killing efficiency was actually the highest and also the safest.

As expected, modern warfare weapons are basically a dimensionality reduction attack against ancient armies.

Mu Yaoxi, who followed behind, had just prepared himself mentally and ended his inner struggle, but when he got closer, he was stunned.

She had just been reminding herself that 'the heroic spirit must not desert the battlefield', and followed with the thought that at worst she could return to the law of reincarnation.

What we see is such one-sided suppression.

No, it was a massacre.

Killing enemies is literally like cutting grass!

Mu Yaoxi realized that it would be the same with or without her.

The other person just ruffled her hair deliberately, not intentionally, but out of a good-natured amusement - this girl is so silly and cute.

...I'm boiling!

Mu Yaoxi clenched her fists and her shoulders began to tremble. She was furious inside. She had finally been brave for once, but ended up being such a complete bystander.

No, absolutely not!

I also have to kill the enemy, I can't just do nothing.

She also decisively picked up the iron fan, followed, rushed into the battle formation, waved the iron fan, and the fan blade suddenly became like a knife, blowing up a deadly gale full of blood.

At this moment, a muffled groan was heard from the tent in the center of the legion.

Several servants were carrying heavy swords on their backs, held by strong arms, whose wrists were as thick as buckets.

The giant leaped up, and his heavy force directly crushed the strongmen under the chariot into meat patties. He jumped to a height of more than ten meters and smashed to the ground like a meteor.

The veteran soldier who was shuttling back and forth in the center of the legion sensed the danger, but turned back and stabbed with his gun without hesitation.

A loud roar sounded on the grass, and the veteran soldier, who had seen many battles, was rooted to the ground. His body was knocked back, his legs pierced into the ground, and his back was pressed against the ground. He was almost cut into the ground by a knife.

The difference in physique means a difference in strength.

At this time, gunshots were heard in the distance.

A ball of blood exploded on the side of the legion commander's face. The bullet pierced his skin and injured his cheekbone. The bullet was originally aimed at his eyes, but he consciously avoided it.

The subsequent bullets were also blocked by the big knife, and some of the bullets that bounced around grazed Bai Yu's shoulders.

He sat on the horse's back without moving, saying only one word: "Go."

Two afterimages rushed towards the center of the battle formation at the same time.

The legion commander raised his sword and was about to chop again, but before he could strike for the second time, he felt a weight on his sword. A graceful figure in a kimono had stepped on his giant sword without him noticing. With a step of her toes, the figure fluttered like a butterfly.

The secret sword was swung, and the knife was aimed directly at his neck, but was blocked halfway.

The legion commander held Wuming Gui's knife in his right hand. The knife cut the flesh of his palm, but was blocked by the hard bones. Although blood gushed out, it did not hurt the root.

Obviously, the layers of the Ichinodachi are not enough to cut through everything with one sword.

She felt her body lighten, and the next moment she was thrown dozens of meters away with the knife, making a hole in the ground, and landed in a mess not far from Mu Yaoxi.

At this moment, Mu Yaoxi, who was blood-thirsty, came to his senses and looked to the other side, just in time to see the ending of the other two heroes facing the legion commander.

The defensive master used the Xuanhuang body to try to fight against the sword with his bare hands, and he did catch the opponent, but he underestimated the opponent's strength and was directly hit by the blade on the shoulder, which penetrated three inches into the bone.

The veteran soldier pulled his legs out of the ground, intending to pierce the opponent's knees, ankles and other vulnerable joints.

He thrust out his spear, but the weapon, empowered by the internal energy, suddenly bent into an eye-catching arc.

After tensing his muscles, the legion commander was born with bones of steel, almost like the indestructible Vajra of Buddhism.

Without time to withdraw his hand, a fierce knife swept across the veteran soldier's waist and abdomen. The defensive master flashed in front of him and took the knife with his back.

The two men were hit by a sweeping knife and turned into rolling gourds, falling dozens of meters away.

Seeing this scene, Mu Yaoxi immediately calmed down.

Even if they joined forces, they were no match for this giant.

She began to think about quitting.

He raised his hand to help up the fallen Wuming ghost, and after looking at her closely, he realized that she was a beautiful girl.

"We should still..." She really wanted to persuade him.

"Omoshiroi (Interesting)." Wuminggui said something in Japanese. She wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, then grasped the Kuaiyu Knife in her hand and wiped it hard. The blade was stained with blood. In an instant, the Kuaiyu Knife became like a bloodthirsty demon sword. Blood was flowing on the blade without dripping onto the ground.

Mu Yaoxi widened her eyes and watched Wuming Gui stand up, her fighting spirit undiminished.

And the same goes for several other people.

The veteran soldier who had seen many battles climbed up, twisted his neck, hooked the Rock Spear with his toes, moved his wrists, and tightened his Qi like a silk thread.

The defense master also shook his hair, sighed and said "careless", patted the dirt on his shoulders, adjusted his collar, and cast a faint gleam in his eyes.

It's just a missed move, and it's still a long way to go before defeat.

The legion commander successfully pushed the three heroes into the second stage.