On the Huangtu Ridge, the battle to strangle the Yin soldiers was in full swing, and the shouts of killing were shocking.

Thousands of ghost soldiers were wearing broken leather and iron armor, holding rotten weapons or wooden sticks and leg bones in their hands, mechanically attacking the soldiers of the Tang Dynasty.

As the first generation of Yin soldiers, their attack power was very low and they could only react passively, so they were not opponents of the Tang army.

The sound of horse hooves was like thunder. The Tang Dynasty Mule Army waved its axes and swords, like a violent whirlwind. After a few sprints, it defeated the ghost soldiers and covered the wilderness with broken bones.

The Tang Dynasty actually did not lack horses, but in the hilly areas of the Central Plains, mules were more able to adapt to complex and changeable terrain than horses, and did not require long-distance raids, so the cavalry mostly used mules as mounts.

The infantrymen of the Tang Dynasty walked in formation like wolves and tigers. Wherever swords and guns went, the ghost soldiers quickly melted like ice and snow.

These soldiers of the Tang Dynasty were not actually regular army members. They were either guarding the granary, responsible for the warehouse, or supervising the river workers and canal workers at all, but it did not mean that their combat effectiveness was weak.

Many soldiers, like Lei Wanchun and his subordinates, were veterans who retreated from the battlefields of the southwest or the Western Regions. The war and ferocity of the Tang people still flowed in their blood. They finally caught a battle, so how could they not fight all the time?

Cui Xiyi, deputy envoy of Transportation, and a group of officials and generals stood on the high ground, frowned and looked at the scene in front of them.

These armies come from different systems and do not have special general commands, so they fight in a mess and have no rules.

Fortunately, they only released four thousand Yin soldiers. The first generation of Yin soldiers was weak, so it was not difficult for the soldiers of the Tang Dynasty to deal with it. It was just that the scene was a bit ugly.

Cui Xiyi was too lazy to care about it anymore, just fight like this. The real trouble was not the Yin soldiers, but the three escaped intruders.

The three intruders are always a big trouble. Only when they see their bodies can Cui Xiyi be truly at ease.

Sands and dust are everywhere, and when the Tang Dynasty soldiers and ghost soldiers are fighting in a melee, Magu in the ravines is also striving forward.

Under the thick soil, Magu was holding an infinite umbrella, and the half-open umbrella surface hovered at high speed like a propeller. The sharp blade on the top of the umbrella turned into a drill bit, quickly cutting the loess, and a passage was opened in a blink of an eye.

The sound of shouts and the vibration from the earth became Magu's best cover, but once the battle ended, the movement of digging the tunnel would be noticed by people outside.

There is not much time left for Magu.

Magu was nervous and anxious. The umbrella handle turned at high speed and grinded her hands into blood, but she ignored it and still frantically poured the energy in her body into the infinite umbrella.

Gao Mang, who was guarding the bottom of the gully, was also anxious at the entrance of the tunnel, and the frequency of throwing up the soil blocks was significantly higher.

The roar of the earth blocks falling to the ground can not only cover Magu, but also indicate that they are still trapped below, allowing the other party to relax their guard.

"Little Immortal Master, how are we thinking, our patience is limited!" The old man above the gully sent a message to Gao Mang again, his tone getting a little tougher.

Gao Mang said coldly: "Isn't the battle outside yet? Why bother to hurry up for a while?"

The old man laughed sarcastically: "It turns out that at this moment, the little immortal master thought that there would be rescuers coming after hearing the sound?"

Gao Mang also smiled: "Who can tell what will happen before the last moment?"

The old man nodded helplessly: "Well, then wait until the battle is over, and when you give up completely, let's talk again!"

The old man can probably understand Gao Mang's thoughts. When a person is desperate, he will always try his best to grasp even a straw. For adults, children's imagination is richer, and they always imagine that there will be various turning points.

In fact, this is not hope at all, it has nothing to do with will, but just a passive wait in a state of numbness, waiting for the judgment of fate that will come sooner or later.

The old man actually wanted to talk to Gao Mang about what Gao Mang said about the "other half of the story".

He didn't know how many secrets Gao Mang had, and at the same time he was worried that Gao Mang had mastered too many secrets, which made him feel a bigger crisis.

After a lot of trouble, the old man decided not to ask or listen. What benefits will it do to him if he knows too much?

Gao Mang heard that there was no movement from above, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and quietly entered the tunnel.

The tunnel was very narrow, allowing only one person to pass through. Gao Mang walked forward, looking at the mixed blood stains in the soil on the ground, he couldn't help feeling a little distressed.

Fortunately, the loess underground did not freeze, although they were tight but not hard, otherwise it would be even more difficult for Magu to dig a hole.

Gao Mang walked straight forward for more than 80 meters before he heard the buzzing sound of the infinite umbrella drilling and drilling the soil.

OK, it’s 80 meters away, you can probably pass through the warning circle formed by superpowers and warriors. As for the encirclement of ordinary soldiers, it’s not difficult to break through.

Gao Mang quickly said, "Magu, fight up, let's go out from here!"

Magu understood, raised his infinite umbrella with both hands, pushed it hard towards the direction above his head, and the soil fell down, falling down Magu.

Gao Mang was not idle either. He used his hands and feet to pull the accumulated soil to the rear and stepped on the authentic ground tightly.

With his cooperation, Magu only needs to focus on digging holes, dig upwards for a moment more than ten meters, and his whole body is suspended in the hollow passage.

Gao Mang no longer cleaned the soil, but followed Magu up. When the broken coffin board fell from above, he couldn't help but feel energetic.

It's almost dug to the ground!

Above the gully, the old man's eyes retracted from the noisy battlefield and looked down at the bottom of the gully.

Suddenly he found that he could not sense Gao Mang's existence, and was surprised and said, "Little Immortal Master, Little Immortal Master?"

More than a dozen breaths passed, and the ravines were silent and there was no response.

The old man realized something was wrong and said in a deep voice: "Little Immortal Master, since you don't answer, then I'll come down!"

After saying that, the old man lightened his body, hovered down, and landed lightly at the bottom of the gully.

With a buzzing sound, the old man's hand was bluffing, and his spiritual power squirted out from his palm, and instantly condensed into a three-foot-long blue light blade.

Holding the light blade in hand, the old man walked forward for several meters, and his sharp eyes were surfing left and right. When he saw a hole suddenly appear on the earth wall on the right, fresh soil was piled up around him, he couldn't help but feel shocked.

not good!

boom!

A hundred meters away from the gully, the hard frozen soil suddenly exploded, and two figures soared into the sky.

Two natives, one big and one small, moved a few times in the air and crossed the soldiers' defense line and landed on the ground.

In everyone's shocked sight, Gao Mang and Magu ran towards the battlefield as fast as two lightning bolts.
Chapter completed!