Li Mu walked out of the camp tent, and when he saw it, there were many Zhao soldiers looking at the sky in panic, and they couldn't stop shouting.

Looking up, Li Mu knew the reason why those soldiers were panicking.

It is with his years of fighting and cultivating that he is not chaotic, and he can't help but loosen up a little at this time.

It is really a scene that I saw in front of me, too much beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

I saw that in the sky, countless huge, fierce and terrifying flying monsters were obviously rushing towards the Zhao army camp.

For a while, it was as if there was a dark cloud, covering the sky and the sun.

In the sky, the roars of those monsters spread for thousands of miles, causing panic in the hearts of the Zhao soldiers.

Although those monsters are still some distance away from the camp, with the speed of those monsters, I am afraid that it will only be a moment before they arrive.

Li Mu immediately ordered the crossbowmen to line up to meet the enemy.

It's a pity that the order was given, but because of the sudden appearance of a large group of monsters, and the Zhao army camp that was already in chaos, where did anyone have the leisure to pay attention to the so-called military order at this time.

Especially in the bow and crossbow troops, most of them are new soldiers.

After all, a soldier must be a warrior who dares to fight, and recruits can't afford it, while the crossbow army only needs to be able to shoot a bow and pull a crossbow, but it doesn't require too much courage.

However, there are not too many recruits who meet the requirements of crossbowmen, and most of the recruits are ordinary soldiers with swords in Nago.

These melee troops were also in turmoil at this time, and there were not a few wolves rushing around.

Fortunately, these 300,000 Zhao troops are not all recruits, more than half of them are county soldiers from all over the country.

Although it is not as good as the border army, it is still a veteran for many years, and he knows that the military order is like a mountain, and the order is prohibited.

"Stop!"

There were bursts of cheers in the barracks, and those recruits who were at a loss because of the appearance of the monster, who were at a loss, panicked, and rushed to the wolves, were immediately stopped by the shouts of the surrounding veterans.

Although most of these old pawns were trembling in their hearts, they still maintained a little bit of sanity and knew that they should ensure that they were not chaotic at this time.

"Click!"

From time to time, the sound of sharp blades hitting the bones sounded, which was something that was really dissuaded, in order to prevent them from continuing to disturb the morale of the army, the thousands of elite border army supervisors brought by Li Mu from Jiuyuan began to kill people blatantly.

The blood that flowed, and the frightened heads, finally temporarily calmed down the chaotic people.

"Crossbowmen ready."

Li Mu ordered again.

This time, the recruits, who understood that military orders were above all else, finally lined up under the spur of the sergeant major.

It's just that among the 300,000 troops, the number of crossbow troops is only tens of thousands, and it is difficult to gather all of them in a short period of time.

However, only more than 30,000 crossbowmen had set up their formations, and the flying monsters in the sky had already arrived above the Zhao army's camp.

"Wow!"

The flying monster did not attack immediately, but instead hovered hundreds of meters above the Zhao army's camp.

It is like an eagle falcon staring at its prey, waiting for its prey to reveal its flaws, and as if it is playing, waiting for an opportunity to move.

More and more flying monsters hovered over the Zhao army's camp.

What kind of army is the 300,000 Zhao State? With so many soldiers and people who serve as escorts, how many people should there be?

With so many people gathered together, how big should the camp used by the garrison be?

But at this time, the entire sky above the Zhao army camp was completely occupied by flying monsters.

Countless monsters are circling and flying, and their voices are like life talismans, disturbing people's hearts.

It's a spectacular scene.

As the main general, Li Mu couldn't help but be secretly frightened and felt extremely worried, not to mention the small soldiers below.

"Boom!"

Hundreds of feathered arrows shot into the sky alone.

This is the crossbow army, many soldiers who are so nervous that they can't help but shoot the arrows in their hands.

In the past, hundreds of feathered arrows were fired, which could be regarded as quite a deterrent, but at this time, in the face of the terrifying scene in the sky, it seemed so small.

"Boom!"

The shooting of the hundreds of feathered arrows was like a signal, and the rest of the crossbowmen, who were already nervous, saw the shooting of the hundreds of arrows, and unconsciously let go of the hand that pulled the string and pressed the trigger.

A dark cloud of arrows rose from the Zhao army's camp.

It's just that this rain of arrows, which could have been called spectacular and powerful, is so worthless compared to the dark curtain in the sky that covers the sky and completely covers the monsters of the Zhao army's camp.

Those who have tried to spit on the sky must know that if they do this, they will be unlucky.

Just like the current Zhao Jun crossbowmen.

The arrow rose only two or three hundred meters, and then it was weak and could no longer enter, but under the action of gravity, it turned back and fell back to the earth.

And who is under these arrows? Without him, Zhao Juner.

Affected by the flying monsters that shrouded the entire canopy, the Zhao Jun crossbowmen who were in a panic completely forgot that they could shoot the monster in the second place.

If they can't shoot it, the arrows will fall, and the unlucky ones will definitely be themselves.

It's just that at this time, where can these Zhao soldiers think so much, the loosening of the bowstring and the pressing of the trigger will at least bring them some sense of security.

However, this so-called sense of security does not bring them security, but rather puts them in the dilemma of being attacked by the arrows of their own people.

When the arrow fell, the griffons hovering at an altitude of five or six hundred meters, as if they had received a signal, suddenly stopped circling, and in an instant, all the griffons suddenly fell and dived.

The collective whereabouts of the griffin herds that enveloped the Zhao army's camp were as if the sky had fallen, and the psychology of countless Zhao pawns was instantly crushed.

Countless people exclaimed loudly in fright, unconsciously threw away the weapons in their hands, and ran away with their heads in their hands.

At this time, those old soldiers no longer have time to take care of these chaotic soldiers who destroy the morale of the army and the military formation, because many of these collapsed soldiers are old soldiers.

Even the elite of the hundred battles who came from Jiuyuan couldn't help but feel pale at this time, covered with sweat, their teeth trembled, and the hand holding the weapon couldn't help but feel powerless.

Even, there are many people who only feel the heat under their crotch, and their whole body can't help but be paralyzed.

Even Li Mu, the god of war of Zhao State, couldn't help but breathe heavily at this time, and he was a little distracted for a while.

"Boom!"

"Zhao Jun is mighty, kill!"

Drawing his sword and pointing at the sky, Li Mu is Li Mu after all, even in the face of this situation, he still has the courage to fight.

The tall and standing figure was so small at this time, but in the eyes of the old men of Jiuyuan, it was so tall.

Die? And what's so scary?

Surrounded by several, dozens of times the Hun cavalry, no matter how dangerous and desperate the situation is, haven't they experienced it?

As long as he is still fighting behind that man, then, even if he is crushed, what is there to be afraid of?

Zhao Di is a generous and sad person.

These old soldiers from Jiuyuan, under Li Mu's shout, instantly abandoned the cowardice and fear in their hearts.

Although they knew that they would die, as long as Li Mu was still fighting and wanted to fight, they would clench the weapons in their hands and follow the man closely.

Although he died nine times, he did not regret it.

"Zhao Jun is mighty, kill! Kill! Kill!!! ”