From the very beginning, the war was not tempted, it came so directly and violently. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoThe soldiers on both sides are like each other's father-killers, and when they meet, it's either you die or I die. This is the attitude of everyone in Youyan and the two countries, not only soldiers, but even ordinary people hate each other to the extreme. At the beginning, the Youguo coalition army entered the Yan Kingdom, and almost all the people from Dongjiang to Fanggu City were killed. Now, the Yan people have entered the territory of Youguo, and the people from the western frontier of Youguo to Beiping City are almost dead.

Is this karmic reincarnation?

A cultivator of the Shadow Army fell from the sky, the long knife in his hand swept away, and a sword qi extended out, and the four or five Yan Army soldiers and a ballista in front of him were all cut into two pieces.

An Zheng swept through the crowd, instantly came to the cultivator, grabbed him by the neck and lifted it up, and pressed it down. The back of the cultivator's head slammed into the ground of the city wall, shattering his skull. An Zheng casually threw the corpse out and smashed a Ghost Army cultivator in mid-air to the outside of the city.

After a cultivator of the Shadow Army fell from mid-air, he kicked the soldiers guarding the ballistas over, and then turned the ballistas that were about to be fired to aim at the defenders who had come to the city. An Zheng's body teleported over, and a punch slammed into the cultivator's nose, directly blasting his head. Then he turned the ballista around, and before he had time to aim at the sky, he blasted out towards the surging ghost army outside the city.

The firebombs exploded in the crowd outside the city, and countless stumps and severed arms flew up.

An Zheng raised his head and pointed upward, and the scales of the holy fish flew out of the blood bead bracelet. Among them, the shield formed by the scales of the nine holy fish remained by An Zheng's side, and the other nine scales of the holy fish turned into a transparent blade like a half-moon-shaped cicada wing, and swooped towards the sky. Nine blades sliced directly under a battleship, spilling blood all the way, like nine spinning hot wheels, slaying through the battleship, which was broken, crunched, and then fell obliquely from the sky.

The soldiers of the Shadow Army fell down with a wail and fell into a pulp.

Sou!

A huge stone flew past An Zheng's head, and An Zheng, who was killing an enemy, turned back violently, only to notice that the enemy army outside the city had begun to attack. They quickly set up a stone-throwing cart outside the city, and more than 500 pounds of heavy boulders were thrown up one by one. Such a heavy and huge stone is comparable to a powerful magic weapon. Stones fell on the city walls, and those who were hit could not even leave their bodies.

One of the battlements was shattered by stones, and small pieces of broken stones flew out like bullets.

An Zheng stood on the city wall, watching the bloody scene one by one, and his mind exploded a little. Although he was once the head of the Great Ximing Division, he had seen many things that others had never seen, and experienced many things that others had not experienced. But he had never experienced war, Daxi was too powerful, so strong that no one dared to make any provocation against Daxi. Daxi has not experienced a war for too long, and this is the first time that An Zheng has been in such a tragic situation.

I don't know why the Youjun suddenly went crazy and started attacking as if they didn't want to die. The Yan soldiers on the city wall began to counterattack, and the ballistas, bows and arrows, rained down, and the soldiers of the Youjun Army who rushed up fell layer by layer like wheat that had been put down by the sickle. Their corpses were covered with feathered arrows, and one soldier who had been pierced through the chest by the heavy crossbow could not even fall, the heavy crossbow propped up on the ground, his face down, and he could see the great wound on his chest.

An Zheng kept teleporting on the city wall, killing one cultivator after another of the Shadow Army. On the city wall, in the midst of such a dense crowd, he shuttled back and forth like a streamer. No one can hold on to a move in front of him, even if An Zheng is more and more disgusted with war, but he also knows very well that there must not be a trace of mercy in war.

Seeing that the enemy's ladder was about to be mounted on the city wall, An Zheng shook his hand and spilled the scales of the holy fish. Nine scales of the Holy Fish flew sideways against the city walls, cutting off at least dozens of ladders. The soldiers who had already climbed the ladder fell down with a wail, breaking their bones and tendons.

"Ride out of town!"

At this moment, the soldiers defending the city let out a deafening cheer.

The light cavalry of the Yan Army, which went out from the city gate on the other side, stabbed into the tens of thousands of ghost troops like a sharp knife. Although the number of light horsemen was only about 3,000, the speed was too fast, and they entered with an indomitable determination.

"No way!"

Chang Huan, whose face was covered with blood, had a sad face: "Letting the light cavalry rush into the enemy's camp in this way is simply sending them to death, but the last time the city gate was breached, it has not been completely repaired, and once the enemy's heavy siege equipment is approached, the city gate will be knocked open immediately." Our cavalry is good at the tactics of coming and going like the wind, but they crashed into it like this......"

There were tears in his eyes, mixed with blood.

An Zheng jumped down from the city wall like an eagle with its wings outstretched.

He stretched out his hand in mid-air, and the scales of the nine holy fish guarding him quickly grew larger, forming a nine-layer iron gate to block the city gate.

In mid-air, An Zheng's left hand was swirled with purple lightning, and the purple sun appeared in his right hand. His body shot out like a cannonball from the city walls, then came to an abrupt halt in mid-air. An Zheng, who raised his hands above his head, shouted downward: "All the Yan cavalry, break through to the left!"

【Jiugang Heavenly Thunder】

The forbidden art level Jiugang Heavenly Thunder completely exerted its power in the war. Although An Zheng is far from recovering to his peak, the power of Jiugang Heavenly Thunder is still not to be underestimated. The current An Zheng can only exert the Jiugang Heavenly Thunder to the point of approaching the Purple Rank Exercises, but for the soldiers of the Youjun Army below, it is still an irresistible disaster.

Rumble!

On the left side of the light cavalry of the Yan army, a frenzy was set off in the surging crowd of Zhou troops. It was like a bombardment, with a bomb falling on every square meter of land. Violent waves of air came one after another, and in the midst of the waves, the corpses of people flew high into the sky, and then were torn apart like dust by the violently twisted waves of air. The whole row and platoon advanced like an explosion, directly tearing a bloody hole in the army of the ghost army.

One move and nine heavenly thunders made a way out for the trapped Yan army light cavalry.

An Zheng fell from mid-air, stretched out his hand and pointed forward, and the remaining nine pieces of holy fish scale meat grinder opened the way in front of him. He turned back to the cavalry and shouted, "Kill me with me!"

The light cavalry, which had already fallen into the quagmire, saw life and followed An Zheng to kill outside the Youjun army. If An Zheng is the tip of the sharpest dagger of this team, the cavalry behind is the blade of the dagger, further tearing apart the position pierced by An Zheng.

An Zheng galloped in front, followed by more than 2,000 light cavalry galloping up. When the light cavalry got up to speed, the soldiers of the Shadow Army had nothing to do with them.

"Kill!"

With the order of the general who led the team, the cavalry team began to shoot with crossbows at the soldiers of the Phantom Army who rushed on both sides. A repeater that can fire twelve crossbow arrows in a row at a time is such a medium-to-close-range killing weapon. The crossbow arrows swept like a torrential rain, overturning the soldiers of the Youjun Army layer by layer.

An Zheng killed the army of Youjun, and after guiding the cavalry to rush out, he reflexively killed back to save the scattered trapped cavalry.

"Who's that?"

After breaking out of the siege, a light cavalry looked back at An Zheng's back and asked.

No one could give him an answer, but everyone remembered the boy's majestic figure.

An Zheng rushed back and forth in the crowd, rescued the trapped almost 100 cavalry one by one, formed a small group of cavalry, and then began a second charge. The scales of the holy fish swirling and flying in front of them were a nightmare for the soldiers of the Hidden Army.

Just when An Zheng had just rescued the more than a hundred trapped cavalrymen, a large black shadow in the distance quickly rushed over.

The nine scales of the holy fish automatically flew over to block An Zheng's body, and the thing that rushed over hit the scales of the holy fish like a heavy hammer. An Zheng's feet involuntarily slid backwards, and two furrows were ploughed out of the ground.

The scales of the holy fish opened, and An Zheng looked at the person opposite.

It was a young man dressed in the armor of a general of the Hidden Army, who looked to be only twenty-six or seventeen years old. There is an iron aura in this person's body, which is the breath that belongs to giants alone. He stood there, like a javelin. And those cold eyes looked at An Zheng's body, like two sharp arrows. You can feel it from that look that this person has no calculation for killing. He doesn't know how many lives there are on his hands.

As soon as he saw this person, An Zheng's heart couldn't help but be shocked.

Not only because this person was still wearing a tattered blood-red Divine Society's robe on the outside of his iron armor, but also because this person had a cold aura like a javelin, but the most important thing was ...... That person just blasted over and slammed into An Zheng's magic weapon...... It's the scales of the holy fish!

An Zheng looked at the man with a puzzled look, and the man also looked at An Zheng with the same confusion and hostility.

This was something An Zheng had never encountered, he had already found eighteen holy fish scales, but no one except him knew the value of the fish scales, and no one could manipulate the fish scales. But now, the person on the other side used the scales of the holy fish to knock An Zheng out. At that moment just now, it was a duel between the scales of the holy fish and the scales of the holy fish.

Big Fish once said that Anzheng is its choice.

The corners of An Zheng's mouth went up...... Big fish, big fish, it seems that your choice is not the only one.

"You!"

The young man on the opposite side pointed the iron gun in his hand at An Zheng: "Why are there fish scales?!"

An Zheng saw the red robe of the Divine Society that was almost completely broken floating outside this person's iron armor, indicating that this young man was a member of the Youguo Divine Society. The situation in the Youguo is even more complicated than that in the Yan Kingdom, and the gods will be above the Youwang. Therefore, the main generals of the Youjun Army are also appointed by the Divine Society. It is not so much that it is the King of You who has launched wars against Yan over the years, but that the gods will launch wars against Yan Kingdom.

"Answer me!"

Seeing that An Zheng was just looking at him calmly, the young general obviously became angry: "Who are you? Why do you have fish scales!"

An Zheng took a deep breath and put all his thoughts away. This is the battlefield, and there is no time to think about so many miscellaneous things. The intensity of this young man's bombardment just now made An Zheng feel that the strength of the other party was between him and himself. And the most terrifying thing is that the power of the other party's cultivation is obviously still the power of the Prison Desire Realm, but it can actually hit itself backwards!

The same holy fish scales, the same young people, the same realm of imprisoned desires, but far beyond the strength of cultivators of the same realm!

An Zheng's eyes narrowed slightly, and he suddenly felt that this was a fateful duel.