Chapter 333: Victory (2)

"Kill......"

Overwhelmed, on the battlefield, there was only one voice left.

There was only one thought left in everyone's minds.

Kill......

Either you die or I live.

Other than that, there was no other sound on the battlefield.

After losing the advantage of the super weapon of the Zhuge Divine Crossbow, the Huns finally rushed into the Chinese army camp of the Han people as they wished.

At this moment, the soldiers of both sides were close to each other, and the battle situation was extremely fierce.

There is no pity, no sympathy, the only thing they can see in their eyes is the hideous face of the enemy, and the bright blade.

However, in contrast, the Huns gradually gained the absolute upper hand.

The morale of the Han people had dropped to freezing point when Li Zhi tore the handsome flag on the tower.

At this time, seeing that the enemy had rushed into the formation, and there was still no indication on the top of the tower, but countless jumping figures could be faintly seen, as if they were fighting each other.

In such a scene, even if you are optimistic, you will inevitably have doubts from your heart.

Gu Dao is handsome, but I'm afraid that it is really more than lucky.

When the narrow road meets, the brave wins.

Today's battle is the day of the decisive battle between the Cheng family and the Xiongnu, the two giants, and both sides are fully prepared for today.

However, the development of events was unexpected by anyone.

It doesn't matter if it's a beard or a Hami thorn.

For today's sake, they have worked hard and exhausted, and for today's victory, they have done whatever it takes.

The eight immortals crossed the sea, each showing their magical powers, and they had already prepared enough gifts for each other.

The collapse of the Yellow Dragon Army and the decoy of the Cheng family's army tilted the balance of victory to the side of the Huns.

However, the Zhuge Divine Crossbow that followed not only completely reversed the disadvantage of the Cheng family in one fell swoop, but also faintly had the potential to turn things around.

However, Lizhi's sudden attack made the battlefield pattern change abruptly again.

Gu Dao Bearded Servant......

This sentence is already well known to everyone under the deliberate spread of Lizhi.

The armies of the Han people wavered, and they inevitably wavered.

In the era of cold weapons, in the traditional army, no army can maintain the original combat level after losing its highest commander.

Although the soldiers were still just as brave, they faced the Huns who rushed towards them, and without hesitation, they drew their swords and fought hard to meet them.

However, their backbone is gone.

Or rather, their hope is gone.

Their battle at this time was already a mess, almost going their own way, compared to the unity and ferocity of the Golden Wolf Army, the combat power they could gather was insignificant.

Because, they lost their unified command.

From the top of the tower, there has been no news for a long time.

The palm wind is whistling, and the spring is flicking.

Li Zhi's figure still looks chic and calm in the siege of dozens of people.

Although Gu Dao was dead, when he was dying, he entrusted his command to Cheng Yinghao.

Only the first wise man of the younger generation of the Cheng family can rightfully take his place.

However, Li Zhi was not willing to give up.

After he tore up the handsome banner on the top of the tower, his figure fell again, and his target was Cheng Yinghao.

Now that he has taken over the command of Gu Dao Beard, then he must take his life.

As long as he can be punished in the palm of his hand, then today's task will be successfully accomplished.

As soon as Cheng Yinghao dies, there will be no one who can command the Cheng family's army.

The dragons have no leader, and there is no reason to be invincible.

However, in front of Cheng Yinghao, all the Cheng family, including Cheng Jiasheng, and the famous first-class masters in the southern martial arts.

Although none of their martial arts reached the realm of grandmasters, all of them sacrificed their lives and fought hard. Even if it is the power of wisdom, it is not easy to get it.

His figure advanced and retreated, conjuring countless phantoms, firmly encircling everyone in a small square inch.

Li Zhi actually surrounded dozens of people within his attack range with the strength of one person.

Cheng Jiasheng and the others turned red, and they knew that they would not be able to hold on for long. Grandmaster - it's really not something that someone of their level can handle.

Li Zhi is steady, and he has forced them into a hurry, and he will soon succeed.

It's just that, at this moment, a feeling arose in his heart.

Looking at Cheng Yingtao, his eyes were filled with extremely complicated looks.

Cheng Yingtao, who was originally half-lying on the ground, suddenly jumped up.

There was a fine light in his gaze, and there was no longer half of the decadence.

He looked at Li Zhi from afar, and suddenly shouted loudly: "Li Zhi, eat me with a punch." ”

Li Zhi sighed deeply, he knew that if he wanted to kill Cheng Yinghao today, it would almost be a difficult thing to climb to the sky.

However, there was no joy or sorrow in his heart, and although he could not be killed, as long as he could completely entangle them so that they could not be distracted from commanding the army, the effect would be the same.

Facing Cheng Yingtao's palm, which was like an overwhelming slap, the corner of Li Zhi's mouth overflowed with a sneer: "The pearl of rice grains." ”

He stretched out his palm, and above that big hand, there was a faint, slightly circulating energy.

If Xu Haifeng was here, he would definitely recognize how similar this energy was to the force of nature when he fought with Li Zhi in Northern Xinjiang.

With a fist and a palm, two immense and incomparable forces slammed together on the tower, stirring up infinite waves of qi in the space, making people stagger.

Cheng Yingtao's body flew backwards, Cheng Jiasheng and the other three masters caught his body almost at the same time, and a powerful force surged, shaking the three of them back a few steps.

Cheng Yingtao's body turned over as a harrier in mid-air, and he was already standing steadily, but the corners of his mouth still had a bright red color.

Li Zhi smiled coldly.

Suddenly, his smile froze, as if he felt something, and his eyes looked behind him, where faintly, a little, a little black shadow appeared, and gradually connected into a piece, a black ocean.

"Zhang Jinzhong, the practitioner is Junjie, now that Gu Dao is dead, why should you Sky Eagle Legion work for the Cheng family."

Tu'erhong's voice rose high and reached Zhang Jinzhong's ears.

"Handsome ......"

The 80,000 soldiers of the Aquila Legion caused a chaotic commotion.

Gu Dao Beard reigned for more than 20 years, and the warriors here worshipped him as a god.

Now I suddenly heard the bad news, and there was chaos.

Zhang Jinzhong's face was pale, he stared at the battlefield of the Chinese army, and he didn't know what to do in his heart.

At this time, anyone who looks at the situation can know that the Cheng family has been defeated. The only thing that doesn't know for sure is how long they can hold out.

"General......

The sound of shouting came and went, Zhang Jinzhong took a deep breath, and said loudly: "Tu'er Hong, don't mess with our army's heart with words." Sons, listen to the ......"

The 80,000 Heavenly Eagle Army is worthy of being a number of strong soldiers of the Han Dynasty, and when an order is given, the queue is neat, and the army is at its peak.

Zhang Jinzhong slowly drew out his portable sword and shouted: "Sons, follow me ......"

His words stopped abruptly, and he turned his head to look in surprise.

There, far away, it was as if something was above the horizon.

"Liu Zhengmin, Liu's family is exhausted, there is only one way to live in front of you, your subordinates have been dispersed, don't you want to be arrested?"

The stern voice was like a steel knife slashing at Liu Zhengmin's heart.

His 50,000 male soldiers were confronting the Huns in front of him at this time.

His gaze wandered through the crowd, but his heart sank.

All the senior generals and some of the soldiers, their eyes were worried and afraid.

They can throw their heads and shed their blood, but when they have their loved ones in front of them, their masculinity is gone.

Liu Zhengmin sadly found that at this moment, if he ordered an attack, he really didn't know how many people would be able to obey the order.

Perhaps, the moment he gave the order, that is, the moment when the Yellow Dragon Legion was destroyed.

"Hami stabbed and won." Nan Yiyi said softly.

"Daddy, what did you say?" Ah Guda didn't hear clearly for a while, and asked suspiciously.

Shaking his head slightly, Nan Yiyi sighed: "What an ancient beard, it really deserves its reputation." It's a pity ......"

He didn't say the following words, but his eyes were filled with a hint of regret and unwillingness.

Such an opponent is really embarrassing.

"Order, the clansmen cheer up and prepare to add another fire to the Han people."

Nan Yi commanded abruptly.

In the First World War in Northern Xinjiang, due to the foresight of the Southern Yi Bureaucrats, they did not have any intimate contact with the Red Sea.

Therefore, in the alliance of the four tribes, the strength of the Di tribe is already the mainstay, and among the 70,000 troops, the troops of the Di nationality occupy nearly forty percent.

"Daddy?"

There was an unexpected surprise in Ah Guta's voice.

According to his intentions, it is long overdue to fight the Han people to the death.

However, as the patriarch, Nan Yiyi has been careful to avoid the outbreak of a big war, which makes him powerful.

The change was beyond his expectations, but it was exactly what he wanted.

He sneered, his bright red tongue adding to his lips, like a bloodthirsty beast that had been hungry for a long time, which made people tremble.

Wang Honghan sighed secretly, the victory or defeat of the Chinese army on the battlefield has affected the second wing.

The alliance of the four clans became obviously serious, and the pressure on the Blue Wolf Legion suddenly increased greatly.

There was a wry smile on the corner of his mouth, could it really be that he had lost?

At this moment, there was a sound of horses' hooves galloping in his ears.

He looked up, and in the distance, a black color was gradually expanding......