Chapter 788: The One Who Offended My Huaxia Heavenly Might
In front of the phalanx of the Wu army, Qingji stood on top of the chariot, clenched the Ugin spear in his hand, and had a solemn expression on his face. ็
The Wu Jun Rui soldiers behind him also had serious expressions, with murderous intent in their eyes, like evil ghosts killed from purgatory, and the evil aura exuded from his body made people shudder.
Qing Ji raised the war spear in his hand, came back to his senses, looked around, looked at the three thousand Wu army soldiers behind him, and said impassionedly, "Everyone!"
"Before the sun sets today, many people will die!"
"The last edict of the widow!"
"If you see a widow falling, don't mourn, don't stop the charge!"
"Hold your spear tightly, swing your halberd, and keep charging forward!"
After a pause, Qingji turned his back again, stared at the mighty Persian army on the opposite side, waved his spear, and said domineeringly: "Those who offend my Huaxia Tianwei will be punished even if they are far away!" ็
"Wu Jun is mighty!"
"The King is mighty!"
All the Wu Junrui soldiers shouted out in unison.
"Wu Jun is mighty!"
"Long live the king!"
When Qingji made a speech to boost the morale of the Wu army, the Persian phalanx on the opposite side seemed to have finished the speech, and the morale rose for a while.
"Kill!" ็
With a loud shout from Qingji, the three thousand Wu army warriors who had long been ready to attack immediately pounced on the Persian army on the opposite side with the momentum of a tiger descending the mountain.
The Persians followed the horses and whips, spread their feet, and rushed forward without fear of death, fighting with the fierce Wu army.
"Poof!"
"Whew!"
The fierce battle has been fierce from the beginning.
A lot of blood splattered out, human blood, horse blood.
The screams of people, the wails of war horses, the clashing of weapons, the roars of people, etc., all kinds of sounds are intertwined to form a chaotic battlefield. ็
This form of fighting is the most test of an army's ability to resist pressure.
If one side can't stand it and the whole line is defeated, it will only be in an instant.
Qing Ji stood on top of the chariot, and with a stab of a Ugin spear in his hand, it pierced the heart of an enemy, breaking through the armor, and the red blood burst out.
The Persian soldier had a frightened look on his face, and before he could react, he had already been picked off his horse by Qingji and died of anger.
"Bang!"
"Wow!"
Qingji flicked another spear, and another Persian soldier was smashed in the head, and the whole person flew upside down, spitting blood. ็
Although he is not completely dead, he has no power to resist at all!
No matter how strong the elite soldiers are, in Qingji's opinion, it is just a matter of a spear.
If one spear can't kill, it's two spears!
Killing more than a dozen enemies in a row, Qing Ji, who was stained with blood, set his sights on the middle-aged man with the most gorgeous armor.
If that's right, he's Darius I!
"Rush up!"
Qingji stretched out his hand, and Wu Ming, who was in charge of driving the chariot for him, immediately turned his horse's head and rushed in the direction of Darius I. ็
Darius I rushed to kill left and right, and hacked to death four or five elite soldiers of Wu.
After seeing Qingji killing him, Darius I did not look back, and ordered the emperor to drive away.
But, how could Qingji tolerate Darius I running away?
"Meng Ben! Take down his big twink!"
"No!"
Qingji gave an order, and Meng Ben, who was guarding not far away, immediately took a chariot and galloped towards the Darius I banner.
With a Ugin spear, Qingji slaughtered all sides, and forcibly fought his way out of the obstruction of a group of Persian soldiers! ็
"Poof!"
After picking off an enemy again, Qing Ji saw the opportunity and laid down the Ugin spear in his hand.
After visually measuring the distance, he used his spear as a javelin and threw it at Darius I.
"Poof!"
"Ahh
Darius I, who was in the process of escaping, suddenly let out a scream, and then his entire body was pierced by the spear, and blood splattered five steps.
Qingji's strength is beyond doubt.
With just one moment, Darius I's body was driven by the spear, and it was thrown to the ground by inertia. ็
His body twitched a few times, and the back of his head tilted, as if he was dying.
Qingji recaptured his Ugin spear and glanced at it, the mighty continent of Asia, Africa and Europe, the invincible Darius I, seemed to have really died under his spear!
After the death of Darius I, the rest of the Persian elite army was crushed and finally beheaded.
Just as the monarchs and ministers of Wu expected, when there was a fierce battle in Duanshui, the remnants of Persia that were originally cowering in a corner broke through and were finally defeated, thus annihilating the entire army.
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Sunset.
Due to the special climatic conditions in this part of the Western Regions, the temperature difference between day and night is very large, so even in the cold and windy spring, you can still see the sun in the sky. ็
At this moment, the victorious Chinese coalition army is cleaning up the battlefield.
As a former minister of Persia, Mรผller had met Darius I, so he personally went to the battlefield to determine whether the man killed by Qingji was Darius I himself.
As a result, Mรผller couldn't help but shake his head and said, "Great King, he is not Darius."
"Oh."
Qingji's expression was very indifferent.
It stands to reason that letting Darius I run away should be annoyed and angry.
This made Mรผller quite puzzled and asked, "Isn't the king, the king not feel sorry for Darius's successful escape?" ็
"Regret. But, so what?"
Qingji said slowly: "Muller, as a defeated man, even if Darius I really succeeds in escaping back to Persia, I am afraid that his position will not be guaranteed, and Persia will inevitably fall into civil war and chaos."
"A disintegrated Persia no longer poses any threat to the state of Wu or to China."
Regarding Qingji's statement, Mueller nodded approvingly.
Heroes make the times.
In the same way, the times make heroes!
Like Darius I, in order to achieve great things that no one has done before, his own background, ability, and luck are indispensable. ็
From 550 BC onwards, Cyrus the Great established the vast Persian Achaemenid dynasty for more than fifty years.
Is it short?
Not short!
It's just that for so many years, the Persians have been fighting a war of expansion, and the foundation is not solid, and rebellions have occurred one after another in various provinces in the country, which is similar to the current situation of Wu.
One day, if Wu suffers a crushing defeat and the elite division is lost, I believe that the day of collapse is not far away!
Even if Darius I, who returned to Persia, could regroup and sweep away the rebellions everywhere, it would probably take many years to recover.
Moreover, Darius I, who had been defeated repeatedly in the Western Regions, probably had a psychological shadow on the East. ็
How dare you crusade again?