Although the Panda people sent an army of 30,000 to rush to the rescue, Duan Tianyang misjudged their strength. He did not see any strict military formation, but only saw groups of foreign soldiers running around like headless flies. They were actually a group of scattered sand.

In the grass, Duan Tianyang slowly pushed aside the leaves, staring with bated breath. There was a tide of foreign soldiers in front of him. His eyes were as sharp as torches, and he held the crossbow box tightly in his hand, waiting for the opportunity.

When the middle section of the enemy army stepped into the preset ambush circle, Duan Tianyang suddenly shouted: "Kill!" The sound was like thunder, resounding through the sky.

The crossbow arrows whizzed through the air and hit the enemy formation. In an instant, screams were heard everywhere, and three foreign soldiers fell to the ground, rolling and struggling.

This order marked the beginning of the Hongxing Army's ambush.

In an instant, rows of Hongxing soldiers stood up from the bushes, crossbow boxes raised, and arrows rained down on the enemy.

When they ran out of arrows, they quickly squatted down, and the soldiers behind them seamlessly connected and continued to rain down arrows with thunderous force without any pause.

At the same time, Lin Jian was not willing to be outdone. Arrows and crossbow arrows intertwined into a net, falling from the sky and overwhelming the foreign army.

The foreign soldiers were caught off guard and suddenly encountered a rain of arrows from both sides of the road. Like a frightened bird, the team instantly fell into chaos, with people and horses falling to the ground, and wailing and screaming intertwined.

The Hongxing Army fired only three or four rounds of arrows at once, killing three or four thousand soldiers on the spot. The 30,000-strong army was divided into two, unable to take care of both ends.

After a brief moment of shock and confusion, the foreign soldiers finally woke up. The troops that had crossed the ambush area hurried back, while those that had not crossed followed quickly, intending to join together and launch a counterattack.

Duan Tianyang knew very well that if he allowed the foreign troops to regroup and form a battle formation, his side would be outnumbered and the chances of winning would be very slim.

He resolutely threw down the crossbow box, drew the black sword from his waist, raised his arms and shouted: "Brothers, follow me to charge and kill them!"

Before he finished speaking, he had already rushed out of the bushes like a tiger descending from the mountain and rushed straight to the foreign army camp.

The black knife in his hand turned into silver lightning, flying up and down, and enemy soldiers fell down wherever it passed.

Just as Duan Tianyang was killing his way through the enemy camp and was invincible, several foreign martial artists ran over and besieged him.

The two sides fought fiercely for several rounds. Duan Tianyang suddenly exploded, flew into the air, and kicked several times in succession in mid-air. His force was so strong that the two martial artists could not dodge. They were kicked in the chest and vomited blood on the spot.

Before the two martial artists even touched the ground, Duan Tianyang's figure had already caught up with them.

He tightly grasped the black knife in his right hand and swung it violently, cutting a martial artist in half with such ferocious force that it was frightening.

At the same time, his left hand suddenly stretched out like an eagle's claw and accurately grabbed the top of another martial artist's head. The Devouring Ring on his hand flashed red light and instantly sucked all the true energy in the opponent's body.

Then, he mercilessly threw the martial artist to the ground, swung his blade, and the opponent's head rolled to the side.

In just the blink of an eye, two martial artists were killed by him, and the remaining martial artists all showed fear on their faces and were terrified.

However, they did not retreat. Instead, they shouted loudly in the foreign language, trying to summon more companions to come to support and form an encirclement of Duan Tianyang.

Faced with more and more enemies, Duan Tianyang not only did not show any fear, but instead a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, with excitement flashing in his eyes.

He suddenly stepped on the ground with one foot, and his body was like an arrow shot from a bow, rushing out of the encirclement in an instant, with the blade in his hand pointing directly at the chest of a martial artist.

As he charged in, a bloody storm suddenly broke out among the foreign troops.

As the main general, Duan Tianyang's bravery was unstoppable and greatly boosted the morale of the soldiers.

They followed Duan Tianyang's footsteps, bravely moved forward, and engaged in a fierce battle with the foreign troops.

Although there was a huge disparity in the strength of the two sides, with the Panda people having an army of 30,000 and the Hongxing army having only 8,000, Duan Tianyang relied on his excellent tactical layout and the heroic fighting of his soldiers to make the battle completely one-sided.

Because the foreign troops were completely unprepared and their front line was too long, they were unable to form effective combat power in a short period of time.

Faced with the Hongxing Army that suddenly rushed out from both sides of the road, they seemed at a loss and in chaos.

As the battle intensified, the disadvantages of the Fan army became more and more obvious. Eventually, they completely lost the ability to fight back and could only flee backwards in groups.

Seeing the enemy's formation in chaos, the morale of the Hongxing Army was like a raging fire, especially the brave warriors in the army, all of whom bravely took the lead, like an unstoppable blade, and penetrated deep into the enemy's formation.

The two sides fought fiercely for more than half an hour, and the battle became one-sided, with one side fleeing in panic and the other side pursuing. How could Duan Tianyang miss this great opportunity?

He waved the black sword in his hand and issued a thunderous call to his soldiers: "Kill all the enemies and don't let any of them escape!"

"Kill!" Hong Xingjun's roar resounded through the sky.

The foreign troops fled in a panic, leaving behind endless wailing and blood along the way.

When the remnants of the foreign army fled to Fengming Mountain, the 30,000-strong army had been reduced to less than 10,000 people, more than 20,000 people either died or were captured, and many people were lost in the chaos.

The Hongxing Army pursued them relentlessly until they were more than ten miles away, when Duan Tianyang ordered his troops to withdraw.

As the pursuers gradually withdrew, they brought back not only the joy of victory, but also numerous male and female captives, totaling more than two thousand.

After the battle, Qiu Tieyi walked to Duan Tianyang, bowed, and asked solemnly: "Brother Tian, ​​in this battle, our army captured more than 2,000 foreigners. How should we deal with them?"

Duan Tianyang pondered for a moment, then turned to ask about his own casualties.

"Our army suffered more than 2,000 casualties this time." Qiu Tieyi replied.

Even with such an overwhelming advantage, the Hongxing Army still lost more than 2,000 people, but this was an inevitable sacrifice, after all, the gap in numbers between the two sides was there.

As soon as Qiu Tieyi finished speaking, a soldier hurried to Duan Tianyang and the others. He wiped the sweat from his forehead, saluted respectfully while taking a breath, and said, "Sir, the foreign troops on Fengming Mountain have all been dispatched and are galloping towards us!"

Upon hearing the news, Duan Tianyang's eyes flashed with a gleam of light, and he asked anxiously: "Are you sure they have all gone down the mountain?"

"It is certain, sir. I have seen it with my own eyes. The number of the foreign troops is about 60,000!" The soldier answered with a serious look on his face.

Duan Tianyang showed joy on his face, this was exactly what he expected Pandaren to do.

He turned to Qiu Tieyi and ordered in a deep voice: "Send the order immediately, kill all the prisoners, and bury our heroic sacrificed soldiers on the spot. Afterwards, the entire army will retreat in an orderly manner to the Panda tribe's residence!"

Hearing this, Qiu Tieyi frowned slightly and said, "Brother Tian, ​​Fengming Mountain is very close, I'm afraid we won't have the time to bury the bodies of our brothers."

"We have to do our best. We must not let the bodies of our brothers be exposed in the wilderness!" Duan Tianyang said in a firm tone, leaving no room for doubt.

Afterwards, he urgently summoned the falconer left by Sa Ding and ordered him to use the falcon to deliver a message to the Hongxing Army camp outside Fengming Mountain, so that the main force of the Hongxing Army could take advantage of the situation to attack the mountain.

After everything was arranged, in order to buy precious time, Duan Tianyang led only Lu Jingyuan, Hua Duoer and more than a thousand elite soldiers to resolutely face the main force of the Panda people...

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