Chapter 382: The Battle of Puyang

"Die!"

The silver helmet of the sweet potato had been cut off by the sword of a certain general of the Shence Army, the long black hair fell down, and a four-foot long knife was clenched in his slender hand, and he stabbed it into the chest of a general in front of the palace, and the hot blood splashed the handsome melon seed face.

The general fell on his back, but there were eight soldiers in front of the palace holding spears around her, she couldn't help but curse a dialect of the Northern Cangguo, shook her long hair and bit it with her cherry mouth, turned around vigorously, and the long knife cut off eight spears horizontally, and the true qi of the Great Venerable penetrated the throat of a group of enemy soldiers.

Only then did he breathe a sigh of relief and look around, the entire vast battlefield, fighting everywhere, bloody battles everywhere, countless figures entangled together, rolling and tearing, like a beast, the knife slashed and rolled, and then used his fist, and when the fist was broken, he used his teeth and his head.

Together with Ying Jianying, Yam, and Han Qiniang, they didn't know where they were washed by the rebels.

The battlefield that has been completely disrupted, no matter what kind of realm you can't let go, it is easy to hurt your own people, and the battlefield is endless, it is impossible to use your true qi at will, you can only use your true qi to fight with your own strength!

She summed up the war, the entire battlefield was divided into countless pieces, and her own piece should be besieged by at least 20,000 people in front of the palace and Shence faced by the 7,000 people of the "loyalty" battalion of the old soldiers of the Western Qin, but the veterans of the "loyalty" battalion were very brave, not afraid at all, and even faintly had the absolute upper hand.

She couldn't help but look back at the King of Qin's car in the distance, and said silently: "King, the slave must lay down the country for you!"

Not only her, but also several concubines such as Sai Qingzhu and Yam are willing to fight for the king, the king is not only kind to himself and others, but also meticulous care, love, secret skills to promote talents, and skin relatives, which can be described as like a husband and a master.

The king is a strange man who stands up to the sky, and the unparalleled iron-blooded King Qin, even any man in the world has become vulgar and ugly compared to him!

At least that's what they think!

She looked firm and roared angrily: "Brothers of the Zhongzi Battalion, kill with me!"

"Kill!"

The old soldiers of the West Qin all around struggled to kill their opponents and approached one after another.

"Kill!"

At this moment, thousands of palace troops rushed from the opposite side, led by a female general with a cold iron helmet and a red tassel, with a slightly larger nose and a little big lips, but she was very brave, and instantly killed seven or eight old soldiers of Western Qin.

The sweet potato gritted his silver teeth, clenched his long knife, and quickly rushed away.

The female general also saw her and sneered: "Andu Leng Qiu Cicada, the immortal nameless ghost under the knife, who are you?"

Who am I?

The long knife in the sweet potato's hand pointed directly at Leng Qiuciao's neck: "The person who wants your life!"

"Dang!"

The two long knives collided, and the rolling true qi swung in all directions, both of which were in the realm of the Great Grandmaster, and they were not divided into upper and lower, so hot could only be the final wrestling.

The blades collided, making a screeching sound.

"I heard that several of the Jiang thief's concubines have gone to the battlefield, are you afraid that it is not the Jiang thief's woman, tsk......"

Leng Qiucia used force in his hands, and did not forget to provoke in his mouth.

What answered her was the surging cold ghost aura in the sweet potato's body!

Leng Qiucicada's face changed, and he was shocked and flew out.

Sweet potato was about to take the opportunity to swing the knife, when he felt a huge pain in his chest, flew upside down on his back, and fell to the ground heavily.

At some point, a young general in front of the palace in silver armor arrived in front of her, and a long sword slashed at her chest.

Li Zhiqiu!

is also a great grandmaster, but his realm accumulation, armed fighting and unpredictable martial arts are all better than sweet potatoes.

A sword slashed out, without stopping, and another sword went straight to the neck of the sweet potato.

The sweet potato's blood was surging, and before he could reply, he was powerless to parry, a trace of despair flashed in his eyes, and he turned his head reluctantly: "King Qin!" The concubine is gone! ”

Concubine is her last thought, this is the name!

"Bang!"

Seeing that the long sword was about to stab the sweet potato in the throat, there was a sudden roar from the ground behind her, and three huge fists like iron sheets blocked in front of her, knocking the sword away with a single blow.

Li Zhiqiu's face changed, he quickly retreated, looked at the vast battlefield, his face changed again, and he saw that there were thirty or forty thousand black-armored dead soldiers who did not know the pain and seven or eight thousand five or six meters tall iron-armored giants appeared on the battlefield, and there were also more than 1,000 fat, hideous and terrifying, fanned monsters in the sky, and they kept spitting green liquid in their mouths, and a mouthful of green liquid would kill dozens of Zhou soldiers.

"Demon Soldiers of the Western Regions, Mutant Giants......"

Li Zhiqiu pulled Leng Qiucia and quickly retreated, "I can't beat it, the ginger thief is crazy!" ”

Sweet potato was also stunned, and then found that someone was looking at him, and couldn't help but raise his head, and saw Sai Qingzhu's natural yellow hair and charming face, and was teasing her tone: "Ah, the concubine is gone!" Does the king know that you are so thick-skinned? ”

Sweet potato's face turned red: "I want you to take care of it, when you feed Dawang fruit drink, you stick out your tongue every time, when who doesn't know?"

"I'd love to!" Sai Qingzhu smiled proudly: "Let's get up, we're going to win!"

"Did you win?" The sweet potato couldn't help but look ahead.

……

"Are you going to lose?"

Under the city gate, Tuoba Rail and Mo Zongze, the two top generals of the Great Zhou Dynasty, had extremely ugly faces.

The battle between the two armies has been going on for three hours, from the hour to the afternoon, the old pawns of the Western Qin and the iron cavalry of the Western Regions are indeed strong, all of them are licking blood with knives, and they are a strong force in a hundred battles, and their combat power is more than one step stronger than the two armies in front of the palace and Shence.

Being able to hold on for three hours without collapsing is already the greatest potential of the Great Zhou army, in fact, even ordinary pawns also understand that they are the most elite field army in the Great Zhou, if they are defeated, the wives and children, family and country behind them will be shaky!

It's just that it was already in danger, and now the terrifying demon soldiers of the Western Regions are pressing on again......

This kind of special army is also available in the Great Zhou, but it has been peaceful for a long time, and it costs too much money to raise it, so it has been gradually abolished, and now it only exists in the border army!

"How?" Mo Zongze seemed to be ten years old for a while.

In fact, there are still nearly 80,000 of the most elite Chinese troops in front of the palace and the second army of Shence have not moved, but they are facing a difficult choice.

Tuoba Rail's breathing was a little short, and his face was hesitant: "It's better to ......"

"Two great generals, withdraw, the left flank has completely collapsed!"

Ji Cunxiao and Mu Qing'er ran from a distance with their faces covered in blood, terrified.

"Two generals, the right wing has collapsed, nothing can be done, the demon soldiers are too strong, enter the city quickly!"

Li Zhiqiu also flickered in front of him, "I'm afraid it's too late!" ”

Tuoba Rail gritted his teeth, he really didn't know what to do, if he retreated, hundreds of thousands of sons and daughters outside the city would have to give up, and finally made a decision after a long time: "The Chinese army enters the city!"

"Boom ......"

In front of the palace, 80,000 Chinese troops poured into the city along the moat, drawbridge, and open city gates.

……

Xin Zhuo, who was watching, had been expressionless, and finally showed a smile at this moment, looking at Taixun Gong and Yu Siliu: "Tuoba Rail and Mo Zongze, the two mallets, if they insist on fighting to the death and try their best to consume the main force of my Western Qin, they will be defeated, and they will also drag down the sharp spirit of Western Qin, and I will not be able to enter the Central Plains in a short period of time, it is really ...... Look at them! ”

Wave your hand: "Order the poor skin demon giant to open the passage to the city gate, the black armor dead soldiers will stop the killing, and the flying wing fat monster will spit venom to block the city gate, so that the soldiers outside the city will be wiped out!"

"Whoa!"

"The king has an order!"

Dozens of heralds, rushing forward, hissing and roaring.