The Sect Master of Haoran is dead.

Died in the thunder he knew.

Everyone saw it clearly.

Zhao Hongming just waved his fingers lightly, and that day the thunder was like his slave, following his mind, like the dragon of the Nine Heavens, roaring and falling from the sky, piercing Zhou Dingyi's body.

This Haoran Sect Master, who had been given high hopes by Zhao Jun, folded his hands, and the stars behind him formed an invisible wall of light, trying to block it.

However, the thunder was like a bamboo, and it broke through his defenses in one fell swoop.

Zhou Dingyi's figure flew upside down in the air, and smashed into the city with thunder.

There was a loud bang, and the stone bricks on the city were shattered, and smoke and dust were everywhere.

When the smoke and dust cleared, Zhou Dingyi was lying on the ground, already a corpse.

His eyes were full of reluctance and resentment.

Li Mu and the others were all shocked when they saw this scene.

Haoran Sect Master is already the strongest martial artist in Zhao State, even he is not Zhao Hongming's opponent, who else in Zhao State can defeat him?

Is it really only possible to rely on the lives of tens of thousands of martial artists to fill it?

The hearts of Zhao Jun and the others completely sank to the bottom.

In the cloudy sky, thunder was faint.

After Tianlei bombarded and killed Zhou Dingyi, his residual power continued unabated.

Under Zhao Hongming's intentional control, he continued to smash downwards and bombarded the city wall fiercely.

There was another loud bang, and a corner of the city wall was blasted open by thunder, and the masonry was splashed and dust billowed in all directions.

The thunder in the night sky gradually dissipated, and the ruins of the city walls crumbled like a dying man

Zhao Hongming stared at the ruins quietly, without any expression on his face.

"Roar!"

Suddenly, a loud beast roar broke the silence on the battlefield.

The dragon ju, who was in the army, was the first to react.

Long Ju had already felt Zhao Hongming's fighting intent in the distance, and he couldn't hold it back at this moment, like a torrent about to break through the embankment, the muscles of his whole body seemed to be trembling, and the black scales rattled.

It hissed upwards and flew its hooves like lightning toward the crumbling walls.

When he was still a few feet away from the city gate, the dragon foal had already accelerated to the extreme, and suddenly jumped over the moat, and his speed did not decrease in the slightest.

At this moment, the huge dragon foal slammed into the city gate.

There was a deafening loud noise, as if the earth was trembling.

The broken gate was smashed to pieces in an instant like paper paste under the impact of the dragon horse.

The Zhao army behind the city gate was shaken by this huge impact, and it was chaotic.

Zhao Hongming looked at Long Ju's back, and his face couldn't help but be stunned.

He didn't expect the dragon foal to be so violent.

The shocking moment when the dragon horse smashed the city gate open, thunderous cheers erupted in the Wei army's camp.

Wu Qi's eyes flashed with a sharp light in the army, and he knew that this was the best time to launch a general attack.

Wu Qi raised the war knife in his hand, and his voice resounded throughout the battlefield: "Soldiers, the city gate of the Zhao army has been broken, let these Zhao soldiers know the strength of our Wei army!" Kill! ”

"Kill!"

With Wu Qi's order, the soldiers of the Wei army shouted in unison, and the momentum shook the sky.

Countless Wei soldiers rushed to the city gate like a sea of mountains, crossed the gate that the dragon horse had smashed open, and poured into the city.

The Wei soldiers poured into the city like wolves and fought to the death with the Zhao soldiers.

The swords and swords were intertwined, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood.

The Wei Wushu who took the lead were well-trained and tacitly cooperated, they held spears and shields, formed a dense formation, and advanced steadily.

Although Zhao Bing resisted stubbornly, he was powerless to parry in front of Wei Wushu, who was configured with all martial arts, and gradually fell into a predicament under the powerful offensive.

However, Zhao Bing did not give up resistance.

They shouted battle slogans and fought fiercely with all their might.

The streets, alleys, and squares in the city have become battlefields, and there are fighting figures everywhere.

The moment the iron hooves of the Wei army broke through the city gate, Li Mu, the commander of the Zhao army, knew that the general trend had gone.

He stood on the city tower and looked at the Wei army pouring in like a tide, his heart was full of helplessness and sorrow.

Luzhou can no longer be defended, and staying here will only lose more troops.

The cronies and generals around Li Mu also saw the severity of the situation and persuaded him to evacuate the city and preserve his strength.

After a moment of silence, Li Mu took a deep breath, and also made up his mind, and said firmly and powerfully: "Pass my order, the whole army will withdraw from the city and retreat to Anze City!" ”

In the distance, after continuous shots, Zhao Hongming's physical strength was already a little exhausted.

His face was slightly pale, his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, and his breathing became a little rapid.

Zhao Hongming lowered his head and saw that the palm of his hand was already charred black, and the skin on it was open.

His Thunder Destruction Law Body cultivation was not deep enough, and he used to master the Heavenly Thunder with the power of a pseudo-magic weapon.

Now with only his physical body, it is still a little difficult for him to continuously grasp the great power of heaven and earth like thunder.

Fortunately, with the nourishment of immortal sincerity, he did not completely exhaust himself and fell to the ground.

Zhao Hongming moved a thought, and the true intention of immortality kept circulating in his body, and he was mobilized in the palm of his hand.

Zizizizi.

Nourished by the true meaning of immortality, Zhao Hongming saw that the wound on his palm had grown sprouts.

Heals at a speed visible to the naked eye in his gaze.

Zhao Hongming was tired, his figure moved slightly, and slowly fell back to the back of the dragon horse from mid-air.

He patted the dragon colt on the neck lightly and said in a weak voice, "Go to a quiet place." ”

The dragon horse seemed to feel Zhao Hongming's exhaustion, it hissed softly, although it was a little reluctant, but it still obediently left the battlefield.

On the back of the galloping dragon horse, Zhao Hongming closed his eyes slightly, held the reins with both hands, and tried to adjust his breathing.

He directly took out a wish stone and swallowed it for refining.

When the wishing stone entered his abdomen, Zhao Hongming noticed that there was a faint aura between heaven and earth converging towards him.

Immortal True Intent also sprang into action, using these thin spiritual powers to restore his physical strength.

Driven by his intention, the dragon colt walked up to the top of the city, overlooking the whole picture.

At this time, the battle between the Wei and Zhao armies in the city entered a white-hot stage, and the two sides came and went, and they did not give in to each other.

Wei Bing gradually gained the upper hand with his strong strength and tacit cooperation, but Zhao Bing still resisted stubbornly and refused to take a step back.

In the shadow of the sword and sword, Ma Chuanping and Leyang Wu, who were the commanders of the thousands, took the lead and led a team of elite Wei warriors to rush to the front.

The two of them slashed with knives, not afraid of death, and killed a team of Zhao Jun alive.

"What a fierce general." Li Mu, who was retreating, couldn't help but praise when he saw this.

"General, let's go." Jiang Qing beside him urged loudly: "Otherwise, when Emperor Jianwu comes back to his senses, we won't be able to leave if we want to." ”

When Jiang Qing mentioned Zhao Hongming, all the Zhao generals around him couldn't help but shudder.

Even the Haoran Sect Master was no opponent, let alone them.

If you are targeted, there is only one way to die.

Seeing the frightened looks of the people around him, Li Mu also knew that there was no delay.

He pulled out the sword hanging from his waist, changed his general costume with the other generals of the Zhao army, and led everyone to break through.

Li Mu was originally a cultivator of the Martial Courage Realm, and there were not many people in the Wei army who could stop him.

Under the cover of the 50,000 old troops of the Zhao army, Li Mu and others successfully broke through the siege, quietly withdrew from Luzhou, and retreated towards Anze City.

After Li Mu and others evacuated, the remaining Zhao army in Luzhou City resisted stubbornly, but to no avail, and was gradually defeated under the onslaught of the Wei army.

At the head of the city, the banner of the Zhao army was casually discarded, and the banner of the Wei state was erected one by one.

The victorious Wei army rushed to the head of the city and shouted towards Zhao Hongming Mountain: "Long live, long live, long live!" ”

The sound was deafening.

With the assistance of Zhao Hongming, the Wei army finally successfully captured the city of Luzhou and opened up the situation of Shangdang County.

In Luzhou City after the war, the fireworks have not yet dissipated, and the air is still filled with a strong smell of blood, and the city is full of Zhao Jun's corpses.

Zhao Hongming, who had almost breathed a breath, rode a dragon horse and slowly entered the battlefield.

The surrounding Wei generals knelt down to him and saluted, their faces full of deep admiration and even admiration.

"Start cleaning up the battlefield and count the results." Zhao Hongming's voice was calm and powerful.

He jumped off the dragon pony and walked up to one of his cronies, taking the battle report he handed over.

The subordinates took action and began to clean up the corpses and wreckage on the battlefield.

Soon after, a general walked up to Zhao Hongming and reported to him the results of the battle: "Your Majesty, our army killed 20,000 Zhao soldiers, captured a total of 1,000 Zhao soldiers, and seized countless grains, grass, ordnance, and property. ”

Zhao Hongming nodded slightly, expressing satisfaction.

He looked around and saw the tragic situation on the battlefield, and there was no wave on his face.

There is no immortal in war.

This is not the first time he has experienced such a battlefield, and he has long been accustomed to such a battlefield.

Zhao Hongming said: "Let the war overseers count the merits of the war, and the seized property will be rewarded on the spot." In addition, the sword is sealed for one day, and only the martial arts forces in the city are attacked, and the rest must not disturb the people. ”

After hearing Zhao Hongming's words, the generals couldn't help but be overjoyed, and shouted long live again and again.

For example, after the armies of various countries captured the city, there has always been a tradition of slaughtering the city, and even the armies of Wei are not exempt from vulgarity.

Especially those martial artists who have achieved cultivation, they do their own thing on weekdays.

When I was recruited into the army, my emotions were greatly suppressed.

Therefore, after conquering the city, this suppressed emotion will be released intentionally or unintentionally.

Some generals will also deliberately indulge in order to maintain morale.

It's human nature.

If it is deliberately forcibly suppressed, it will be very detrimental to the next war.

Fortunately, Wei Wushu is an elite division trained by Zhao Hongming in the end, and most of them were born at the bottom and have empathy for the people at the bottom.

Coupled with the military merit system and sufficient rewards, they are not as enthusiastic about the slaughter of the city as other armies, so that Zhao Hongming can also control it.

But then again.

Zhao Hongming has no interest in those poor ghost people at the bottom, and is willing to restrain his subordinates and not allow them to disturb the people, but he is interested in the martial arts forces in those fish and meat towns.

Not only that, but it's also huge.

If these enemy martial arts forces left in the city are not swept away, it will be troublesome for the backyard to catch fire.

Therefore, whenever Zhao Hongming captures a city, he will attack the local martial arts forces.

It not only releases the suppressed emotions of subordinates, but also eliminates hidden dangers.

It's a win-win-

"Your Majesty, what should we do with the 1,000 captured Zhao army captives?" Wu Qi looked up and asked.

"We don't have enough food and grass to feed them. Kill it, not a single one. Zhao Hongming's lips moved slightly, and he spit out Sen Ran's words.

Wu Qi didn't have any surprises, and clenched his fists and said, "Yes, Your Majesty." ”

On the day of the capture of Luzhou, news also came from the flanks of Qinzhou and Zezhou.

These two cities have not been as smooth as their journey, and they have encountered many setbacks, and they have not been captured so far.

Wu Qi and other generals were not in a hurry when they knew the news.

Now that Luzhou has been taken, the situation has opened up for them, and the captured Luzhou City is embedded in Shangdang County like a nail.

As long as the supply line is stabilized, and Zhao Hongming is in charge, they will always have new opportunities, and they don't have to rush to attack.

In Wu Qi's eyes, although the Zhao army was defeated, its strength still existed, and if it attacked rashly, it would only fall into a greater predicament.

A few days later, when the news of the loss of Luzhou reached the Korean court, the entire court instantly fell into panic and chaos.

The Korean ministers looked at each other with a look of horror on their faces.

They couldn't believe that the mighty Wei army was able to break through Luzhou so quickly, and even the Zhao army was no match for it.

What's even more terrifying is that even the Haoran Sect Master fell in the city and was killed by Zhao Hongming.

The speed was so fast that they were a little caught off guard.

Xuanhui Emperor Han Wei's face was as pale as paper, and his hands were clenched together, as if he was trying to control his emotions.

His eyes were filled with panic and helplessness, as if he didn't know how to deal with this sudden news.

There was a deathly silence in the hall, and their faces were filled with tension and anxiety.

These Korean courtiers also understood that if Shangdang was taken down by the Wei army, the situation of Korea would only be more difficult in the future.

Emperor Xuanhui took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down.

He knew that he could not show any weakness and hesitation at this time, otherwise it would probably make the ministers lose confidence.

After a while, he ordered: "Spread my order, the whole country is in a state of combat readiness!" Mobilize all your armies and prepare to defend against the Wei attack! ”

"Yes."

"Shen Gong and Prime Minister, you will stay, and I will discuss with you the next way to deal with it."

The whole of Korea is enveloped in an atmosphere of tension and unease.

People are filled with fear and anxiety and don't know what the future holds.

But some people have already seen that the Wei state has risen and that the demise of Korea is a matter of time.

On the other side, Li Mu and the other Zhao troops passed through the winding mountain road, went through hardships, and finally arrived at Anze City.

Although this city is not as strong as before, the terrain is dangerous, easy to defend and difficult to attack.

Li Mu also considered the loss of Luzhou at that time, so he left about 10,000 Zhao troops here, and ordered them to strengthen the city defenses, arrange traps, and prepare for long-term defense. (End of chapter)