King Qin's envoy and his entourage would not believe until they died that Meng Jun's army would be wiped out in less than half a day. However, whether they believe it or not, the defeat of the Qin army has already begun. The general trend is gone, and it is irreversible.

On the south bank of the Luo River, blood flowed like a river. Broken halberds, ownerless war horses, and cavalry in black armor are everywhere. Most of these warriors who once galloped and slaughtered the battlefield were invincible, and most of them have died. But there are also a small number of wounded and fallen to the ground, desperately struggling, and such futile resistance is only exchanged for more brutal slaughter.

The self-proclaimed Mengjia army also used the same means against the barbarians on the battlefield in the northwest of Qin. As long as it is a defeated barbarian army, it will never leave a living mouth, and all of them will be killed. It is by relying on this kind of tough means that they have achieved their current status and prestige.

However, the Zhao army they encountered on the bank of the Luo River today made them suddenly realize that they were not the most ruthless people in the world. It's just that by the time they realized it, it was too late. Once the battlefield begins, it is a never-ending situation. The victor achieves the highest glory. Losers will die without a place to be buried!

And in today's battlefield, the Qin army is already doomed. Because the opponents they have met are even more powerful than them.

The cavalry of the Mengjia army, which came with confidence in victory, suffered heavy casualties in the first round of blows. And what is even more fatal is that when the left and right wings sense that the situation is not good and want to dodge in a roundabout way, they find that they can no longer get rid of the trace of death.

The giant crossbow arrows launched by the Zhao people from the big ship were extremely lethal. Passing in both directions, within a radius of several miles, it is almost impossible to avoid it. Since the fall of the Wei State, the Qin State has also obtained many excellent weapon casting techniques from different sources. This greatly improved the combat level of the Qin army. Especially in terms of armor and attack weapons, it is even more powerful. The long-armed crossbow developed by the Wei people was finally obtained by the Qin State and executed the spies. After they brought it back to the Qin State, the whole Qin State was like a treasure. In the past few years, the Qin people have invested huge financial and human resources in the production of long-armed crossbows. They believed that the improved weapon would be more powerful than the crossbow arrows of the Zhao army.

However, the Meng family army, which terrified the barbarians, never imagined that the most sophisticated long-armed crossbow they were equipped with, in front of the long-range giant crossbow arrows of the Zhao army, they were like children's toys, and they had no power to fight back at all. Before they could even fight back with their long-armed crossbows, they were already nailed to the ground with men and horses. As for those who disemboweled and pierced the body, it was even more innumerable.

There were nearly 10,000 cavalry on each flank, and they all suffered the same miserable situation. Whether it is a galloping war horse or a sturdy armor, it is difficult to dodge and resist this powerful crossbow arrow. When the land on the south bank of the Luo River was covered with black arrows like a grove, there were not many cavalry left of the Mengjia army that was the first to attack.

It was also at this time that the Chinese army led by Meng Jun personally killed. When he first heard the report of the panicked scouts coming back, he didn't believe that his elite cavalry would lose. But soon, he saw the tragic scenes of war with his own eyes. A dozen wounded horses ran back with their masters. That's the survivors of the 20,000-strong army. These bloody creatures wept in front of the general's horse, and told the story of what had just happened. And at this moment, it was only half an hour since they launched their charge.

Meng Jun threw off his battle helmet, and his eyes turned red in anger. He led the more than 30,000 cavalry of the Mengjia Army to Zhongzhou to establish a world-class meritorious service. Everyone in this army was trained by him with his own hands. Even the most ordinary cavalrymen, he could affectionately call them by name. Now he suddenly heard that 20,000 people died in front of his eyes, and almost made him spurt out a mouthful of blood.

This famous general of the Qin State couldn't believe such a reality, but the bloody reality was in front of him, and it was only half a mile away from his war horse. He felt that his hand holding the knife had become extremely heavy, but the murderous aura in his heart was stronger than ever.

"All charge...... Kill the enemy with me!"

The will to fight, stimulated by anger, made Meng Jun like a mad tiger. His long knife reflected the sun's rays, as if it were about to pierce the sky. The ironclad knights behind them paid no attention to the corpses of their comrades that began to appear on both sides. Their eyes were fixed only on the general's blade, and their hearts were only filled with the flame of revenge. The place where the knife fell, is where they fought with all their blood.

The waves of the river are rolling, and the wind is blowing. The cavalry of Zhao State, which had been gathering momentum, finally dispatched. In this bloody land, the distance between the two sides is getting closer and closer. The horse's hooves flew like thunder.

More than ten zhang away, Meng Jun squinted his eyes slightly. He saw that the general of the Zhao State was far ahead of the army, and the horse rushed directly towards the cavalry of the Qin State on this side like a meteor.

The knife in Meng Jun's hand is eight feet long, and he has always been brave and invincible. He has been in a hundred battles, and hundreds of enemies have died under this sword. At this moment, when the horse was galloping, the long knife was raised high, slashing Mount Tai obliquely, and the cold man was approaching the other party. Between this knife, there are countless killer moves. On the battlefields of the past, almost no one escaped his sword.

"Murong left the city...... Suffer death!"

Meng Jun shouted, and the sword light phantom rolled up countless wind and sand. He had already expected that this general who took the lead in charging into battle on a single horse must be the legendary Murong Licheng! Fighting with such a person does not disgrace the sword in his hand. Kill them, blood for blood!

Hearing his arrogant shout, General Zhao Guo on the opposite horse did not say a word. The horse was more than ten feet ahead of the soldiers behind him. The long knife is sharp, and the comer is not good. Murong left the city without dodging or dodging, he let out a long roar, and the tiger lance dragged behind the horse swept up, sweeping towards the front with people and horses.

Meng Jun suddenly felt his breath stagnate, and he couldn't help but be taken aback. The other party's momentum was so powerful, beyond his expectations. Sure enough, it is worthy of Murong leaving the city! It seems that the legend that he and Shang Yunbai were tied at the beginning, and it is not a lie. And the other party's shot also surprised him. His own knife was about to cut him on the head, but he didn't care, and he took a lose-lose approach! As a general who has become famous. That's crazy, isn't it?

However, Meng Jun didn't realize that in the blink of an eye with a slight hesitation, he had already lost.

Murong never used a second move to kill people when he left the city. It doesn't matter if the other party is an ordinary enemy or a famous general, there seems to be no difference. Since King Zhao had already given an order to the Tiger Ben Army to slaughter all the Mengjia army, then of course he would complete this task perfectly unconditionally. If you count it seriously, he and Chu Jiangmian haven't seen each other for four or five years. Now his greatest wish is to ride into Los Angeles and drink the liquor he has prepared for himself!

Time flies. Unconsciously, the original teenager has grown into a real world-famous general. His prestige resounded throughout the large areas of land in the north and south of Yanshan. And when he went south in the dust of the fierce wind, how could the heroic spirit he carried with him be destroyed by half a point?

Meng Jun is a powerful character. If he had changed to another opponent, he might have a chance to win. But it's a pity that he met Murong Licheng. As fate would have it, this is his nemesis!

Murong Licheng, who was born with divine power, waved this lance casually, which seemed to have no power, but it was a thunderbolt. Meng Jun didn't dare to despise it, he didn't care about hurting the enemy first, the knife was sinking, and he parried. His reaction was extremely fast, and the tip swept to the blade, blocking the momentum of his advance. However, Meng Jun's move was wrong! He underestimated the strength of the other party. However, he had withstood half of the strength of the tiger's head lance, and his arms were numb from the shock, and the tiger's mouth was cracked, and he could barely hold the long knife.

Meng Jun was horrified. After one move, the two horses are staggered. He took a deep breath, changed his sword, and slashed at the opponent's back with all his might. It's his big killer move! He has spent more than ten years of hard work on this knife, and he is perfect and invisible.

Unexpectedly, a sudden mutation occurred. Murong Licheng's back seemed to have eyes. When the war horse rushed forward, the battle robe flew, and he waved his backarm, and gently and skillfully picked up the heavy long knife at once. Then the spear poisonous python came out of the hole, broke through the iron armor with lightning speed, pierced from the left rib of the general of the Qin State, and took advantage of the gallop of the war horse to take advantage of the trend, and Meng Jun fell off the war horse.

At the time of the clash between the two sides, he was injured and fell from his horse, and the end could only be extremely tragic. Meng Jun, who had fallen into the dust, watched as a huge horse's hoof stepped on his chest, then a second, and then a third...... Until countless of them! Pity this famous general of the Qin State, he was trampled like mud by a horse before he got out of the army, and there were no bones left, as miserable as he wanted!

And Murong Licheng, who slaughtered the famous general, didn't seem to care who he had just killed. Before he arrives in Los Angeles, all enemy troops who stand in his way will surely die. The war horse continued to rush forward, and thousands of horses rushed behind him. No matter how fierce the cavalry of the Mengjia Army is, in front of such an iron-blooded army, they will be immediately defeated. What's more, Meng Jun died in the first battle, lost his main general, and the army's morale was suddenly chaotic.

The wind and thunder are mighty, and thousands of horses are roaring in unison. The battle on the south bank of the Luo River ended after an hour. 30,000 elite Qin cavalry were wiped out. And their heads were cut off by the Zhao army and gathered into a small mountain. Perhaps the only pity for the soldiers of Zhao State is that the bones of General Qin are missing, and his head cannot be found, which is a fly in the ointment!

"How cruel is King Zhao?"

"In a new world, someone has to make sacrifices...... And they are the dogs chosen by God!"

At the head of Los Angeles, King Zhao Chu Jiangmian's answer was solemn and without any emotion.