The seven arrows that pierced the sky made the entire Wuzhang Yuan battlefield silent.

The Han army is terrified!

The Ming army is confused!

Prince Wanli looks like a fluke for the rest of his life!

His eyes rolled sharply, as if he were thinking quickly.

Finally!

Prince Wanli wanted to understand what was going on, and he looked up to the sky and laughed.

The laughter is extremely rampant!

"Ahem~~~~!"

Prince Wanli was halfway through his laughter, when he suddenly coughed up a mouthful of pus and blood, and his laughter stopped abruptly.

He was angry to find that this was Qinglong's last remaining power, and all the ribs in his chest were crushed by the coercion!

Fortunately, cultivators are different from mortals after all.

Prince Wanli took out a few medicine bottles, and the pill was frantically poured into his mouth.

It melts in your mouth, and the power of medicine quickly repairs internal injuries!

Bone splicing, visceral stitching, blood circulation.

The serious injury just now was enough for ordinary people to die immediately, but Prince Wanli held on!

His grim gaze scanned the audience.

At this time, the Ming army and the Han army had been tacitly separated.

The sudden death of the man on Wuzhang Yuan caused the soldiers of the two armies to mourn tacitly.

However, Prince Wanli doesn't think so!

"Zhuge Liang is dead!"

"The bronze lights are all out!"

"The [Seven Star Prayer Array] has been broken!"

"What are you still doing in a daze!"

Prince Wanli's face was distorted, and he looked at the soldiers of the Han army who had lost their commander.

"Kill them!"

"Kill them all, not one left!"

"Snatch Zhuge Liang's corpse, and show it to the public, so that everyone in the world can see it!"

Through the projection screen of the whole system, Fan Li's face was pale.

He held the last piece of [Dajin Death-free Gold Medal] in his hand, and he didn't even have a chance to give it away?

Zhuge Kongming!

Fan Li looked at the arrogant and arrogant Prince Wanli, and his right fist clenched and gurgled.

"Jin Gong...... Liang has one thing to ask for......"

Suddenly!

The familiar voice rang in my ears, like a gentle breeze.

"Mr. Kong Ming?!"

Fan Li looked left and right, but there could be no figure of Zhuge Liang at all.

The man's body remained in the middle of the formation, on the unpretentious four-wheeled vehicle.

"Jin Gong ......"

"Liang has one thing to ask for......"

Zhuge Liang's voice sounded again.

Fan Li reacted, it was not an auditory hallucination, it should be Zhuge Liang's ghost entrustment.

"Sir, please!" Fan Lizheng color road.

"Thank you ......"

The breeze blows, with a hint of coolness, which is refreshing.

Zhuge Liang's voice seemed to be sent by the wind.

"After Liang's death, the remaining Han soldiers of Wuzhangyuan, Liang Dou Courage entrusted to the Duke of Jin......"

"They fought hard with Liang, and they really shouldn't be lost here......"

"Ask Jin Gong to send them home......"

As Zhuge Liang's words fell, the four-wheeled vehicle and the body dissipated in the wind.

The world of the Seven Stars Prayer Array began to crumble.

Wuzhang Yuan and Wei River have all disappeared.

The night also turns back to day.

The two armies of the Han and Ming dynasties are still in the position of the original Han army camp.

"Swear to serve the country!"

Among the Han army, a young general burst into tears, but without fear, he raised his silver spear and prepared to rush to the enemy position.

At this moment, a leisurely and light voice fell from the sky and stopped him.

"Boyo, withdraw your troops."

"I have asked Duke Jin to send the soldiers home."

As the voice fell, including the young generals, the word [disease] appeared again on the foreheads and eyebrows of the remaining soldiers of the Han Dynasty!

It's just that without the blessing of the bronze light, the word "disease" looms, like a candle flame that may be extinguished at any time.

The young generals knew that this was the last time the prime minister would shelter the soldiers.

He was inexplicably grieved, and his hands clenched the silver spear burst out!

Finally!

The young general looked up to the sky and let out a long howl, as sad as a nightingale crying blood!

"On the orders of Prime Minister Zhuge of the Han Dynasty...... The whole army retreats! ”

The young generals were clearly quite prestigious in the Han army.

As soon as he gave the order, the sadness and hesitation on Han Jun's face immediately converged.

Everyone's eyes were resolute, and while guarding against the Ming army, they evacuated in an orderly manner in the direction of the Han border.

With the blessing of [Fast as the Wind], the Han army withdrew extremely quickly.

The Ming army tried to catch up, but was quickly left behind.

"Want to go?"

"Did Lone agree?"

Seeing this, Prince Wanli sneered again and again.

"Hou Yi!"

"The end will be."

A bearded man came to Prince Wanli.

The Ming army in the battle had been fighting hard for a long time, and they were already exhausted.

But the Ming army, which had not entered the battle, had rested enough, and was full of energy at the moment and could have a fight.

Prince Wanli pointed in the direction of the retreat of the Han army.

"Zhuge Liang's remnant soul is not likely to last."

"Catch up, kill them all, and leave no one behind!"

"Yes!"

Hou Yi did not hesitate for a moment, and immediately mobilized his military horses to chase and kill the Han army.

Prince Wanli wanted to take it personally.

It's a pity that he spent most of his aura in order to resist the green dragon.

Although he still has combat power, Wanli holds his own identity. The gentleman still doesn't stand a dangerous wall, let alone he, a big summer son?

There are more than 10,000 remnants of the Han army, and they are not worthy of letting him sacrifice their lives to chase and kill!

Prince Wanli really wants all the Han army to die.

After all, it didn't take so much effort to exterminate the Wei army and the Wu army.

Only the Han army almost turned defeat into victory!?

Such a great shame can only be washed away with the lives of all the Han soldiers.

"Hou Yi...... It may not be able to do it all. ”

Prince Wanli muttered to himself.

"Holy Lord, have you worked hard?"

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Fan Li didn't expect that Zhuge Liang would be able to discover his snooping.

He didn't expect that the other party would entrust him with the lives of all the Han soldiers on his deathbed.

To be honest, Fan Liben has no such obligation.

The alliance of the Three Kingdoms has failed, and the Prince of Wanli is gaining momentum.

Not to mention his own promotion to the Mahayana realm, there is a mysterious master behind him, and the seven arrows broke Zhuge Liang's [Seven Star Prayer Array]!

Who is that mysterious master?

Fan Li guessed the identity of the other party almost immediately, but he didn't expect it, how could the Holy Lord of Arrows dare to do this?!

Between dynasties, there really is no reliable friendship, and interests come first.

As the initiator of the joint anti-Ming Dynasty, Empress Yaoguang not only did not help the Three Kingdoms Alliance, but also let the Holy Lord of Arrows secretly help Prince Wanli.

Combined anti-ming?

It's like a joke!

Where will the five-nation alliance go in the future, Fan Li, as the actual ruler of Da Chu, must face this issue seriously.

But now, he has to worry more about whether to accept the remnants of the Han army?

Responding means starting a war with Wanli.

Fan Li was entangled, and suddenly a ray of spiritual light was like a firefly, burrowing into the center of his eyebrows.

He was stunned for a long time and smiled bitterly.

Zhuge Liang, like Zhou Yu and Guo Jia, left him a gift.

"Damn."

"How dare you bet that I'm thin-skinned? Sorry to eat for nothing? ”

Fan Li laughed at himself helplessly.

"Kong Ming, you are accurate enough to see people...... I'm so thin-skinned. ”

Fan Li strode out of the tent of the Chinese army camp and gathered the three armies.

"Prepare to take over the remnants of the Han army!"

"Beware of the pursuers, the leading generals are strong in the Hedao realm!"

The latter sentence, he said to Fan Chun.

The third child of the Fan family, born martial arts and military wizards, transformed into the Divine Realm Nine Rank Great Perfection Realm, and once crossed the level to kill the first-grade master of the Hedao Realm.

But Hou Yi is by no means an ordinary product of the Dao realm, and Fan Chun's pressure will be extremely great!

"Second brother, don't worry, if you don't have the ability to fight, I want to outwit me, and the worst is a draw."

Fan Li nodded when he heard this.

This mindset is excellent.

If Fan Chun dared to be arrogant and despise the people of the world because he had crossed the level to kill the enemy, it would make him worry.

Fan Li said again: "Among the chasing soldiers, there may be the Holy Lord of Arrows. ”

His voice was extremely low, obviously not wanting anyone but Fan Chun to hear it.

"Second brother?!"

Fan Chun was surprised.

Wasn't the Daci Dynasty the initiator of the alliance of the Five Kingdoms, why did it defect first?

"You deal with Hou Yi carefully, the Holy Lord of Arrows, I will arrange for Wu Yi to deal with it."

"This matter is kept secret, so as not to disturb the morale of the army."

The brothers summed up for a while, and then went their separate ways.

Half an hour later.

The remnants of the Han army crossed a mountain range, and their pace gradually slowed.

The word "disease" on their foreheads and eyebrows has disappeared, and they have fought hard, and they are already at the end of their strong crossbows.

The entire Han army was filled with the sadness of losing Prime Minister Zhuge .

Even the young general looked depressed, showing the state of the six gods without a master.

The Han soldiers marched forward numbly, not even noticing the gradual approach of the pursuers behind them.

Sou!

Breaking the air!

From the rear, which was a few miles away, an arrow was wrapped in a sharp aura that pierced everything, and shot towards the back of the young general's heart.

"Bullying juniors?"

A cold voice came from the front of the Han army.

"The face of the Mahayana realm has been lost by you!"

According to Fan Li's entrustment, Wu Qi could not say the identity of the Holy Lord of Broken Arrows.

The name of the five-nation alliance still exists, but it cannot die.

Fan Li carefully analyzed.

Whatever the reason, the Holy Lord of the Arrow's assistance to Prince Wanli may not be the evidence that the Daci Dynasty completely surrendered to the Ming Dynasty.

Maybe it's just a special collaboration?

The destruction of the Ming Dynasty has always been in the highest interests of Empress Yaoguang.

So, you can't tear your face right now.

As Wu Qi's voice fell, a dark spiritual power barrier was erected behind the Han army.

Zheng!

A sharp crash that seems to puncture the eardrum!

The young general stopped and looked back, but saw nothing.

In the sky, a black shadow flashed like lightning, and almost no one noticed it.

The black shadow chased for miles in an instant, and it didn't know where it fell.

It's just that so far, there is no deadly arrow that can threaten the young Han general.

"Look, General!"

"In front, it's the Great Chu Army Banner!"

Some soldiers pointed forward excitedly, and countless Chu army flags were erected like a forest.

Everyone in the world knows that the Duke of Chu and Jin covers the sky with one hand, and he is the first traitor in the world!

But the Duke of Jin had a very good personal relationship with the Son of Heaven of the Three Kingdoms of Wei, Han and Wu!

Therefore, when the soldiers of the Han army saw the banner of the Great Chu Army, they had no doubts, and they were only full of joy and accelerated forward.

They all know that the way to life lies ahead!

"Array!"

"The goose-shaped formation meets the enemy!"

With Fan Chun's order, the well-trained Great Chu garrison spread its wings like a flying goose and lined up in a one-way defensive formation on the plain.

The Han soldiers who rushed towards the goose-shaped formation did not pause for a moment.

They are like tired birds returning to the forest, plunging into the arms of the wings of the geese!

The crowds on both sides were staggered, and the goose-shaped formation was not chaotic.

When the remnants of the Han army all crossed the goose-shaped formation and entered the relatively safe rear of the Chu army, Fan Chun gave the order again.

"Shield!"

A large shield taller than a human being, in the shape of a goose-shaped array, formed a strong barrier.

Behind the large shield, the crossbowmen of the garrison had already opened their bows and arrows.

Far away, the Ming army led by Hou Yi was already in sight.

"I don't know if I'm alive or dead!"

"Where did the army come out and dare to stop me?!"

Hou Yi muttered, and was about to scold loudly.

Fan Chun had no desire to communicate at all, so he chased and ordered: "Release the arrow!" ”

100,000 Great Chu garrisons, everyone is proficient in archery!

100,000 arrows fired in an instant!

The rain of arrows range, covering all the pursuing Ming troops.

Hou Yi let out an extremely angry roar!

The cultivation of the Merge Dao Realm exploded instantly!

I saw him blast out a punch into the sky, and he actually blasted out a gap in the 'rain curtain' that had not yet fallen, as if he had punched a big hole in the sky!

The rain of arrows fell, and within a radius of ten zhang from Houyi, not even a complete arrow fell.

"Hahaha!"

The bearded giant smirked.

However, outside the range of ten zhang around him, the Ming wolf soldiers suffered a lot of casualties.

The wails continued.

Hou Yi listened and was in an irritable mood.

"Shut the fuck!"

"Leave the seriously wounded, and the rest will charge with Ben!"

"General Arimoto leads you, as long as you rush to the enemy's front, it will be our victory!"

Hou Yi's words worked well.

Previously fighting against the Three Kingdoms Alliance, he had personally killed Xiahou Nan and successfully neutralized the Ming army.

There are very few generals in the army who can reach the realm of harmony.

The Ming army also believed that the commander of the enemy army on the opposite side should not be the opponent of General Houyi.

However, the road ahead is not easy.

The second wave of arrows almost followed!

Fan Chun looked in the direction of the Ming army, and he had already seen the burly Hou Yi, and his whole body exuded a terrifying sense of oppression.

Indeed the strongest!

However, Fan Chun looked calm, and only commanded the soldiers of the garrison in an orderly manner, and continued to shoot arrows.

There are two types of military-made arrows.

One, forged with mortal iron or low-grade spirit iron, can be wound with aura to increase sharpness. The advantage is that the production cost is low, and the disadvantage is that the archer aura is lost, which is difficult to last, and affects the follow-up combat power.

The other is to forge arrows with Gathering Iron.

Gathering Spirit Iron is a kind of high-grade Spirit Iron, which is born to gather an appropriate amount of spiritual energy.

Forge any weapon with Gathering Spirit Iron, which comes with its own aura, and its sharpness is greatly improved.

The advantage is that it is powerful and saves the archer aura, which can ensure continuous combat.

The disadvantage is that it is expensive to build, and ordinary armies are often unable to afford it.

Money has never been an issue in the Fan family.

"The second brother said that anything that can be won with wealth is the cheapest war."

Fan Chun whispered while admiring the soldiers of the Ming army on the opposite side.

"The second brother also said that the truth is within the range of arrows."

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Great Jin, Imperial Palace.

Fan Li found Lu Fubao and asked her how her cultivation was doing.

Lu Fubao is a formation mage, in addition to self-cultivation, intensive study of formation is also one of the ways to improve the realm.

This is just like Huang Longshi playing against the Holy Master of Chess, and after victory, he broke through the realm continuously.

"It's a bit of a refinement, but I still think it's too slow."

Lu Fubao had a bitter face and snuggled in Fan Li's arms.

She was originally a formation genius, but she had no choice but to set her goals too high.

In order to build the Fengshen Platform, Wang Ban needed her to reach at least the cultivation of the Dao realm.

However, Lu Fubao is only in the Yuan Infant Realm now, and there are still two great realms left between him and the Hedao Realm!

"I have four new formations, maybe it will help you?"

Fan Li hugged Lu Fubao in his arms and spoke gently.

"These four arrays, one is called "Eight Gates Golden Lock Array", one is called [Iron Lock Hengjiang Array], one is called [Beacon Fire Yellow Sand Array], and one is called [Seven Star Prayer Array]......"