"This is my last chance to achieve the grand hegemony, I must not lose, I must not ......"

Suddenly, Chen Sheng's face burned with iron, the sword in his hand was raised, and he gritted his teeth and shouted: "The pottery thief is brutal, he will never let us go, only by fighting to the death can there be hope of survival, brothers, fight to the death with me!" ”

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Behind him, the Chen family army, composed of thousands of Tuntian people, hesitated for a moment, but they all mustered up their courage and rushed out with him with a roar.

These Tuntian people knew that the king of Great Wei had always been strict in law, and now that they were instigated by Chen Sheng to rebel, it was an ironclad capital crime, and even if they abandoned their weapons and surrendered now, the king of Wei would never spare their lives.

In order to survive, they could only bite the bullet and follow Chen Sheng all the way to the black, fighting to the death.

As for the thousands of soldiers who came to join them along the way, they seemed to be numerous and powerful, but they scattered in a hurry at this critical moment, and in the blink of an eye, they became a mess and dispersed.

On the northbound avenue, Chen Sheng led three thousand traitors to fight desperately, trying to turn things around.

In the head-on direction, the five thousand Great Wei Iron Horsemen, but like tigers and wolves, carrying the dust and mist in the sky, with a killing excitement in their hearts, rolling and rolling over.

Under the banner of the king of the word "Wei", the potter rode like the wind, and the war knife in his hand reflected the awe-inspiring cold light, and the eagle's eyes were even more murderous.

There was only one word in his mind:

Kill!

As a king, the most taboo thing is the rebellion of his subjects, which is the bottom line that no king is allowed to cross.

The potter can be merciful to the converted, but not to the rebels!

"Lao Tzu fought bloodily to protect your peace, you stupid guys, but a liar dared to rebel against Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu didn't kill all you fools today!"

The potter's heart was burning with rage, and the war knife pointed forward, shouting: "The whole army obeys the order, kill all the traitors, and leave no one behind!" ”

"Kill all the traitors—"

"Kill all the traitors—"

The iron knights roared and roared, and the roar of anger shook the heavens and the earth to change color, and even drowned out the sound of horses' hooves under their feet, and spread throughout the wilderness, piercing the eardrums of the traitors.

The rebels changed color in shock!

Although these traitors are also strong people, they are only civilians in the end, and they have not experienced any bloody wars at all.

Even if it was Chen Sheng, his expression changed, and he secretly thought that the momentum of the Wei army was so strong, greatly surpassing the Shu army and the Qin army.

Although he was shocked in his heart, and even had the same cowardice, Chen Sheng knew that the arrow was already on the string, and he had to send it, and he had no way out.

"Come on, potter, let me see how strong you really are, I don't believe in this evil-" In the hoarse roar, Chen Sheng summoned all his courage and urged the horse forward like crazy.

A few seconds later, the two armies collided.

Click-click-

Boom Boom

The sound of the slamming of the horses and the sound of weapons snapping filled the eardrums in an instant, and the splashed blood dyed the entire sky red in an instant.

The screams rang out endlessly, and an infantry traitor was ruthlessly knocked to the ground by the iron cavalry of the Great Wei, like a fragile paper man, and was trampled to pieces in an instant.

The Great Wei Iron Cavalry, the world's first-class hero, even the regular princes' soldiers could not resist, let alone these Tuntian rebels who had not undergone formal training.

In an instant, thousands of rebels were washed into pieces and fell into a state of collapse and disintegration.

In the midst of the chaos, Chen Sheng fought wildly with a knife, and killed more than ten Wei cavalry in a company, but he still couldn't recover the defeat.

Seeing that the people on the left and right, almost without any resistance, were easily killed by the Wei army, and the heads were harvested in pieces and crushed, Chen Sheng's heart was like a knife, and suddenly deep regret surged in his heart.

"I didn't expect the Wei army to be so strong, I was impulsive, it's bad now......" Chen Sheng waved his sword and fought hard, feeling remorse in his heart, wanting to break through and escape.

It's a pity that it's late.

The five thousand Wei army iron cavalry, like a textbook charge, rushed the rebels into several pieces, quickly divided and surrounded them, each of them was broken, and surrounded them all in three layers and three layers outside, not letting any of the traitors rush out.

Chen Sheng rushed westward, slashing several horsemen, but he was still surrounded by cavalry, and he fell deeper and deeper, and he couldn't kill him at all.

"Could it be that I, Chen Sheng, am really going to die here today, I'm not reconciled-" Chen Sheng roared and shouted, full of grief and indignation.

Suddenly, in the midst of the chaos, he saw the figure of the king of Great Wei.

The young and heroic figure, dressed in Xuanjia, with a red cloak behind his back and hunting and flying, the blade passed, like a god of death, wildly collecting the heads of the rebels, and the "Wei" character Wang Qi flew proudly behind him.

Potter!

Chen Sheng seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw, his eyes were instantly filled with bloodshots, and a glimmer of hope burst out.

He tried in vain to kill the potters in the chaotic army with his own strength, achieve that extraordinary feat, and turn the tide in one fell swoop.

In that case, the Central Plains will inevitably be in chaos, and with the trump card of the Son of Heaven in his hand, he can take advantage of the chaos.

With this beautiful blueprint in his heart, Chen Sheng was so excited that he went crazy, rushed with a knife, stepped on the bloody road, and went straight to the potter.

Ten steps away, the potter suddenly turned around, and he already sensed a murderous aura that was flying towards him.

Cutting off a traitor's head with a knife, the potter turned his horse around, standing proudly with a horizontal sword, and his cold eagle eyes looked proudly at Chen Sheng, who was galloping.

Among the traitors, the only enemy general who can have such a martial arts is Chen Sheng.

The potter's eagle eyes only glanced at it a few times, and he didn't need to turn on the system spirit scanning, just based on his own knowledge, he could see that Chen Sheng's force value was only in his early 70s at most.

With such a level of force value, when the potter was still at 89 when the force value, he might be able to barely fight a few times, and with the potter's current absolute force value of 95, it was as unbearable as a local chicken and a dog.

"Chen Sheng, you-stirring stick, you still want to challenge this king head-on, it's good, let me accept you personally!" The potter was proud, and immediately slashed, sneering and letting Chen Sheng rush over.

The two rode and collided in an instant.

"Pottery thief, I want your life—" Chen Sheng roared, and the big knife in his hand slashed towards the potter with all his strength.

The blade struck, but the potter remained unmoved, as if he regarded Chen Sheng as an ant.

Just when the blade was only a few feet away from his body, the potter suddenly let out a low roar, the ape's arm moved like the wind, and the blood-stained long knife in his hand blasted out head-on with the momentum of lightning.

With this knife, the potter used ten percent of his strength, rolling up the dust in the air, and before the blade arrived, the powerful and incomparable blade wind pressed towards Chen Sheng like an invisible giant wall.

In an instant, Chen Sheng's breathing was almost blocked, and the oppressive force as strong as the tide of the sea actually pressed his dancing hands to tremble.

"It's not good, this pottery thief's martial arts is even more ...... than I imagined"

It was too late to panic, and that day the earth cracked with a knife, cutting through the air, making a "woo" grinding sound, and roaring wildly.

Click-click-

With a loud bang, under the wild bombardment, the war knife in Chen Sheng's hand was cut off in an instant like a fragile wheat stalk.

The strength of the blade did not disappear, and then it slashed under Chen Sheng's abdomen, and a cold light overflowed from his back, cutting him in two.

"Ahh

The terrible scream sounded behind him, and when the potter who passed by by wrong turned his horse around, Chen Sheng's two stumps had fallen from the horse.

Chen Sheng, who landed on the ground, the upper body and the lower body have been separated from the navel, the lower half of the body fell two steps away, and under the upper half of the body, a string of intestines or something was scattered all over the ground, which was extremely disgusting.

Chen Sheng was still a little bit away from breathing for a while, crawling on the ground was a pig-like howl, his hands desperately picking the ground, crawling towards the lower half of his body, as if he wanted to connect the two bodies.

The potter stepped forward, shrouded Chen Sheng's body under his towering figure, and said coldly: "Chen Sheng, now you should finally know what happened to the king of this king." ”

Chen Sheng raised his head with difficulty, stared at the potter, gritted his teeth, and wanted to scold something, but it hurt so much that he couldn't scold a word.

"You are just a by-product summoned by this king, if you keep to yourself, this king may still let you go, but unfortunately, you don't change your mind, you have to jump out to find death, this king has to do what you want, go with peace of mind."

With that, the potter's sword was raised high.

"Pottery thief, you-you-"

Chen Sheng still wanted to struggle to scold a few words, but the potter's long knife had been ruthlessly cut down, only to hear a crisp sound of "click", and Chen Sheng's head had rolled out.

After killing Chen Sheng, the potter raised his eyes and looked around, only to see hundreds of rebels, who had been almost killed by his iron cavalry division, and there were corpses all over the field.

Through the blood mist, the potter looked in the direction of the south, and in the chaotic crowd, he did not see Liu Xie's chariot of the Son of Heaven.

The potter rolled his eyes, and his gaze immediately shot to the west again, and sneered: "Liu Xie, this kid is still a little smart, he will definitely not be stupid to follow Chen Sheng to death, it is estimated that fleeing west to Guanzhong is his last hope, hmph, do you think I will let you escape." ”

The killing machine in the eagle's eyes was rekindled, and the potter let out a low roar, picked up his knife, and chased in the direction of the west.

……

Three miles to the west, Du Xi and Yang Xiu, with more than 300 soldiers, escorting the chariot of the Son of Heaven, desperately rushed towards the southwest Luoyang.

They knew very well that Luoyang was guarded by Zhou Yafu, and they could not take the Tiger Prison Pass at all, swaggering through Luoyang, Hangu Pass and other passes, and successfully escaped into the pass.

Du Yang and the others wanted to protect Liu Xie, fled into the mountains south of Luoyang, took the mountain trail to bypass the frontal passes of the Wei State, and then fled to Guanzhong.

Although the mountain road is steep, and they are very likely to be trapped in the mountain, there is still a glimmer of hope, which is better than being caught by the potter.

On the carriage, Liu Xie was still trembling, his face was as pale as paper, his breathing was short, and he looked frightened.

Looking at Liu Xie's "bear-like", Queen Fu Shou secretly shook her head, and it was difficult to suppress the indisputable look in her eyes.

Hearing the sound of killing behind him, Fu Shou glanced back and saw that there was no Wei army's iron cavalry chasing him, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

She comforted gently: "Your Majesty, don't be afraid, the pottery thief has been dragged by Chen Sheng and has not caught up, and we have a great hope of getting out of trouble." ”

Liu Xie calmed down a little at this time, glanced back, and spit out, as if relieved.

Wiping the sweat from his forehead, Liu Xie sat up with great effort, gritted his teeth and said hatefully: "I really hope that God will bless my big man and let the pottery thief die under that Chen Sheng's knife." ”

Fu Shou smiled bitterly and sighed: "How is this possible, for so many years, how many princes have not been able to kill the pottery thief, let alone a mere Chen Sheng." ”

Liu Xie frowned, and before he could speak, Yang Xiu outside the car said: "That's not necessarily, maybe the luck of the pottery thief has come to an end today, and it is not impossible to die unexpectedly under Chen Sheng's knife." ”

Liu Xie nodded again and again, looked up at the sky above his head, and prayed: "Ancestors of the Great Han Dynasty, if I have not exhausted the strength of the Great Han, please ask the ancestors to manifest their spirits and let that pottery thief die under Chen Sheng's knife." ”

Before the words fell, suddenly there was a loud sound of killing, and a team of iron horsemen rushed towards him.

In the rolling dust and mist, the king flag of the word "Wei" flew like the wind.

The potter chases it!

In an instant, Liu Xie was shocked and shocked, endless terror surged all over his body, his face was so frightened that he was distorted and deformed, his legs were weak, and it was difficult to sit upright, but he actually sat down with a butt.

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