"Bloody Array."

Bai Qi pulled out the Long Yuan Sword and swung it forward, and a layer of blood-red light bloomed from his body, covering the entire Qin army.

Rumble!

The entire sky was blood-red, and the sky seemed to be a boundless sea of blood constantly rolling, surging to the sky, constantly eroding in the direction of the Zhao army, and the battle clouds of the Zhao army disappeared in an instant like snowflakes meeting a soldering iron.

Zhao Jun's speed was stagnant, and an emotion called fear spread in Zhao Jun's heart.

"Poof!"

Zhao Kuo spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the Glaive Array collapsed instantly.

"I'll do it!"

Lian Po said that although his Heavenly Array was not suitable for attacking, it had the attribute of fortitude and unyieldingness, and it was not so easy for Bai Qi to defeat him.

"What is this?" Zhao Kuo wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, and his eyes were full of deep jealousy.

"The white bloody array." Lian Po said in a deep voice.

In the whole world, there is only one person's battle formation that has this effect!

He now believes what Zhao Kuo said, the commander of the Qin army is really in vain.

"What effect?" Zhao Kuo asked.

"Devour the power of the enemy's blood and transform it into your own strength. At the same time, it suppresses the entire strength of the enemy and increases the fear in the hearts of the soldiers. I once asked a soldier who had survived by chance, and he said that he felt like he had fallen into a sea of blood, surrounded by enemies. Lian Po said.

"How is this possible, how can there be such a strong battle formation." Zhao Kuo said in shock.

"Look." Lian Po pointed forward.

Qin Jun's body was shrouded in a layer of black-red brilliance, and the weapons in his hands exuded a terrifying chill, like a ghost soldier coming out of hell.

The Iron Eagle Warrior pierced into the Zhao army like a huge awl, constantly reaping the lives of the Zhao army, and the chariots on both sides rumbled and ran over, and with a wave of Changge, a row of soldiers fell.

The intersection of Qin Jun and Zhao Jun is like a huge cog, constantly crushing lives.

The strength of the soldiers of the Zhao army was greatly weakened, and they were defeated and retreated under the attack of the Qin army, and there were huge casualties in a short time.

The soldiers at the front were the most affected, and a very small number of soldiers could not bear the tremendous pressure, and fled in all directions like crazy, and were killed before they could take a few steps.

As soon as Heng Wan took the lead, a hammer down was a big pit, and even the Yan Xiong was knocked away, and a radius of 100 meters was cleared into an open space.

As Bai Qi's orders were issued, countless Qin troops swept towards the Zhao army like a black flood.

Sima Terrier drove the chariot to the front, the pitch-black battle armor wrapped his whole body, and the fiery red war clouds directly covered the entire army, and Huan Qi drove towards Feng Ting like a long dragon on the left and on the right.

The blood-colored war clouds continued to roll, like a boundless sea of blood rolling up and smashing on this never-ending city, and the city was crumbling.

The chariots all over the mountains rushed down the hillside, and countless Zhao soldiers were crushed by the chariots, fell in pools of blood, and were washed away by Danshui.

These are all veterans who have followed Feng Ting for many years, and now they are constantly decreasing.

Feng Ting was shocked, his eyes were cold, and he roared angrily: "The foreign enemy has invaded, and the mountains and rivers have been shattered. The blood does not drain, and death does not retreat! ”

"Kill!"

Feng Ting took the lead and rushed towards Sima Terrier.

"Dang!"

The two weapons slammed into each other.

The two of them each took a few steps back, and then, the two glanced at each other, and bumped into each other again, one was wrong, and the spear in Feng Ting's hand probed towards Sima Terrier like a poisonous snake, Sima Terrier seemed to have eyes behind him, and flexibly dodged Feng Ting's attack, and attacked with a backhand, leaving a trace on Feng Ting's armor.

"Qin Dog!"

Feng Ting scolded and killed Sima Terrier again.

"Hehe, only the weak will only scold angrily!"

The corners of Sima Terrier's mouth smiled, the spear waved like the wind, a little cold glow shining, and a few pieces of scale armor fell from Feng Ting's armor.

It didn't take long for Feng Ting to be suppressed by Sima Terrier.

"Boom."

At this time, Huan Qi also drove the chariot towards Feng Ting.

"Surrender, or die." Sima Terrier said coldly, and the spear stabbed towards Feng Ting's left chest, and just as it was about to stab Feng Ting, there was a strong force from the tip of the spear that pushed to the right. The two sides staggered, and the battle armor on Feng Ting's chest was cut, and blood seeped out of the battle armor.

Feng Ting's chest fell together, panting heavily, and spat at Sima Terrier with disdain.

"Even if Lao Tzu dies, he will kill you Qin dogs."

Feng Ting completely gave up his defense and took the method of fighting for his life to exchange injuries with Sima Terrier.

No one knew that Feng Ting's father and two elder brothers all died at the hands of the Qin army in the Battle of Yique.

Feng Ting swore that he would avenge his father and brother in this life, so he would rather sacrifice Shangdang to Zhao than surrender to Qin.

"Then you go and die."

Huan Qi jumped up from the chariot and smashed his halberd at Feng Ting's head, and Feng Ting hurriedly raised his gun to meet him.

"Dang!"

With a loud bang, a terrifying energy storm centered on the two of them swept wildly in all directions, and the surrounding soldiers were knocked out, and even the war clouds were torn open.

The battlefield has never been a fair place, two to one is a common thing, and Huan Qi does not have any psychological pressure.

"Poof!"

Feng Ting took a few steps back, blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth, and his face was pale, he was not Sima Terrier's opponent in the first place, but now with the addition of Huan Qi, he was even more defeated.

"General, withdraw!" The pro-soldiers roared as they desperately resisted.

Feng Ting looked around, and the pro-army he had brought from Korea was being slaughtered by the Qin army in a frenzied manner.

The battle armor on his body has been stained red with blood, the blood-colored war clouds of the Qin army are like waves of blood frantically eroding the battle clouds of the Zhao army, the momentum of the soldiers of the Qin army is like a rainbow, and the Zhao army is constantly losing and retreating.

"Fight to the death!" Feng Ting yelled and greeted him again......

"Do you say you have no clothes? with the Son. Wang Yuxingshi, repair my spear ......"

The soldiers of the Qin army sang war songs, sent weapons into the chests of Zhao Jun, spears were bloody, arrows flew everywhere, chariots were broken, and corpses were everywhere, which was extremely tragic.

"Why is the strength of the Qin army suddenly so strong!" Zhao Kuo said in shock.

Zhao is the land of four battles, everyone is still martial, Zhao Bing is the most elite soldier in the world, and in the case of similar numbers, he was actually beaten into a siege and annihilation battle by the enemy!

"The Qin army is all elite, even super elite." Lian Po said in a deep voice.

"It can't be." Zhao Kuo said resolutely.

Of the 400,000 troops of Zhao State, only about 100,000 can be called elite, and the remaining 300,000 are all ordinary soldiers.

This is still the result of a series of major battles and the elimination of all unqualified soldiers.

How could the Qin army have 600,000 elites, or even super elites?

If this is the case, then there is no need to fight, Zhao Guo will surrender directly!

Besides, Zhao Kuo has not seen the strength of the Qin army, in the battle half a month ago, except for the Iron Eagle Warriors, the overall quality of the Qin army is almost the same as that of the Zhao army, and even the miscellaneous soldiers are not as good as the miscellaneous soldiers of the Zhao army.

"As long as Bai Qi is present, it will be 600,000 elites." Lian Po said slowly.