Chapter 87: Director, They Cheat, They Don't Bring Transformation!

Half an hour later, the sun was already slowly setting.

Under the city of Handan, a hundred meters.

A thousand Zhao Jun dressed in blood-colored full-body armor stood there quietly, like a thousand blood-colored large iron cans. They held a thirty-pound war hammer in one hand and a foot-long iron shield in the other, exuding an indescribable fierce aura on their bodies, like reckless warriors who came out of ancient times.

A hundred meters away from them, five hundred South Korean soldiers dressed in ordinary battle armor stood there quietly like pines and cypresses. Compared with Zhao Jun on the other side, Han Jun did not have any brilliance. Whether it is the blades in their hands or the armor they wear, they are not comparable to the Zhao army, and they can even be said to be quite insignificant.

Any discerning person can see that this is a contest with a huge disparity in combat effectiveness, and it is also a contest without any suspense.

Three miles away from Handan City, an army of 200,000 stood quietly.

Mo Chen led a group of generals to stand hundreds of meters away from the battlefield, quietly looking at the battlefield under Handan City.

As far as they could see, they could even faintly see the soldiers on the city walls, as well as some figures bound by ropes. When those Zhao generals saw the figures on the city wall, their faces were quite uncalm, and even quite impatient.

Lian Po looked at his family members on the city wall, frowned tightly, and said to Mo Chen: "General, is it too careless to fight against a thousand blood guards with five hundred." ”

"Yes, General. The name of the Blood Guard is powerful in the world, and it is known as the strongest army in Kyushu in the world. Even if it is a strong Qin who dominates the world, if he does not have ten times the army, he will not dare to easily compete with it. And the general is confronted with five hundred, I am afraid that there will be a change. ”

The generals of the Zhao army looked at their families on the city wall, and they didn't care about the etiquette of the monarchs and ministers, and they admonished one after another.

Mo Chen looked at the monarchs and ministers of Zhao Guo on the city wall, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up slightly, revealing a confident smile.

His expression was calm and he said, "If it weren't for that, how could King Zhao agree to this matter so happily." Moreover, you have never seen General Ben do something that he is not sure of. With these five hundred Yellow Turban wrestlers, it is completely enough to match the blood guard of Zhao State. In this battle, there is no suspense, and our army will win. ”

Seeing that Mo Chen was so confident, although they were still a little uneasy in their hearts, after glancing at each other, they could only nod helplessly.

Now that the army is besieging Handan, one of the most important purposes is to deter Zhao and then rescue the families of the generals. For them, the current situation is not a kind of helplessness.

On the one hand, he wants to save his family, and on the other hand, he has to worry about King Zhao's revenge. If they can save their family through a fight, it will be the best situation for them.

The city wall of Handan, a place that is closely protected.

Through layers of protection, King Zhao looked at the thousands of blood guards waiting below, as well as the five hundred Korean sergeants opposite, his face was full of confidence.

King Zhao showed a touch of disdain on his face, and couldn't help but smile and said: "Han thieves are really big mouthful, just with these beggar-like soldiers, they also want to compete with my Zhao State Blood Guard, it's ridiculous." ”

"What the king said is extremely true, where can the Han army compare with the blood guard. In the opinion of the ministers, this battle will not last more than a quarter of an hour. ”

"No, no, according to Weichen's opinion, the Korean army will definitely be defeated in one battle."

When King Zhao heard everyone's words, he smiled and said, "The widow wants to know more about what the face of the Korean thief will be when he arrives." It's a pity that they are too far away, but the widow is not blessed to appreciate it. Spread the order of the widow, beat the drum and beat the gold. ”

After comparing the strength of the two countries, the ministers also completely let go of their worries. They looked at the battlefield below with smiles on their faces, expecting a beautiful performance from the Blood Guard.

That's right, in the eyes of the monarchs and ministers of Zhao State, the next war will be a simple performance, a personal show belonging to the blood guard.

"Knock knock."

In the look of anticipation, a burst of blood-boiling drums sounded out of thin air, echoing leisurely in this land.

After receiving the order, the blood guards raised the shields in their hands in unison, and walked towards the five hundred Korean troops on the opposite side with uniform steps. Their pace is not fast, but with the uniform cooperation, it gives people the momentum of thousands of troops galloping.

On the city wall, Zhao Guoshi looked at the amazing blood guards below, and couldn't help but exclaim.

"This is the most elite legion of our Zhao Kingdom, the legendary invincible blood guard?"

"It's such a terrifying momentum, it's obviously only a thousand people, but it gives people a feeling that thousands of troops and horses are galloping."

"Strong, too strong. It is rumored that the blood guard is invincible in the world. I didn't expect it to be true. If there are 10,000 such powerful troops, who else in the world can stop the troops of my Zhao State. ”

"Tsk, those thieves in South Korea, I'm afraid I can't dream of what a terrible existence I will face."

"Come on, come on, bet. The South Korean army was able to hold out for a quarter of an hour, one to two. The Korean army was defeated by the blood guard, and they lost 12 points. The South Korean army can turn defeat into victory, with one loss of three. Don't miss the opportunity and don't come again, everyone should hurry. ”

"Phew, with the momentum of the Han army, we also want to compete with the blood guard, do you think we will be stupid enough to buy the Han army to win. Oh, this time Lao Tzu wants to win you the light. ”

"Yes, I can hold out for a quarter of an hour when I buy the Korean army."

"I bought the Korean army and collapsed at one touch."

The Zhao army on the city wall looked at the excitement with excitement on his face, waiting for the blood guards to kill all the enemies who came to attack. Just as they looked expectant, the five hundred Korean soldiers and the blood guards were finally only ten meters away.

"Kill, kill them all!"

Zhao Jun cheered one after another, making a roaring sound that shook the heavens and the earth.

At this moment, they saw a golden glow suddenly lit up on the bodies of the five hundred Han soldiers, and then their bodies grew out of thin air, turning into a venerable lord Xu Zhigao, like a little giant from the ancient wilderness. I saw that the muscles of their whole bodies were bulging, and they were more water chestnut than the rocks, and there was a faint metallic light on them, as if they were cast in gold.

Between heaven and earth, there was a sudden silence.

The cheering Zhao Jun was like a duck choked by the neck, looking at Han Jun who had turned into a giant in amazement, and could only make a sound of unknown meaning.

It's, it's a lie, isn't it?

After the transformation of the five hundred Han troops was completed, they ignored the horror of the others and rushed towards the blood guards one after another. As they took one step, the ground trembled violently, and in the blink of an eye, it was a distance of more than ten meters.

"Bang bang!"

Although the Yellow Turban Lux is huge, it is also extremely fast, and it is difficult for the naked eye to keep up with their send. I saw that they directly slammed into the heavily armed blood guard with their flesh, and let out a dull sound of metal impact, knocking the blood guard several feet away.

A thousand heavily armored blood guards, under the impact of the Yellow Turban Warriors, had already been torn through the defense line in an instant.

The situation on the battlefield has become a complete one-sided slaughter.

The Blood Guard's hammer smashed into the Yellow Turban Lux, and it could only make a crisp metal crash, which was no longer of the slightest use. The Yellow Turban Lux bombarded the Blood Guard with a punch, but it was a discus throw with his armor.

In just a few breaths, most of the blood guards on the battlefield have already fallen.

On the city wall, Zhao Jun looked at the one-sided slaughter below, and no one could remain calm anymore. They froze there, feeling as if they hadn't woken up, as if they were in a nightmare.

"No way, I must be dreaming, how could the blood guard be defeated."

"Oh my God, what the hell are these monsters?"

"No wonder General Lian Po's hundreds of thousands of troops were wiped out in an instant, this terrible monster is simply not something that ordinary people can stop."

In the uproar of everyone, King Zhao finally came back to his senses. He looked at the already destroyed Blood Guard below, his forehead suddenly covered with cold sweat, and his face was full of fear.

How can these monsters be defeated?

No wonder that the Korean thieves were able to have an army of 60,000 to get to where they are today in a short period of time!

If the widow has such an army, why can't he sweep the world!

Hateful, hateful.

There was envy and jealousy in King Zhao's eyes, but more panic and fear.