There is no possibility of losing anymore.

Hanging above the throne of the heavens, the emperor was scanning the battle situation at his feet.

It's said that it's a battle situation, but in his eyes, it's like a joke, it's just that this level of battle, for him, is not much different from fighting with ants - but this kind of battle is also meaningful after all, for example, those ants who belong to the opposite side have gradually gone in the direction he wants.

In despair after despair, they gradually lost their worship of the monster.

And this is also what the emperor wants to do, as long as these monkeys can no longer be the power of that monster, as for how many horseback monkeys will die in this process, it doesn't really matter to him - it's just monkeys anyway, it's like ants, and when they die, they will die, just so that they can make him cleaner.

"So, this time, will you come out?"

Thinking like this, Huang Tian once again waved his hand at the monkeys riding under his feet.

Another group of steppe armor warriors rushed forward, and they had already reached the brink of almost being unable to sustain themselves with many killings along the way - of course, if they could hold on for a while longer, maybe their firm will could really tame that huge evil spirit, but it was obvious that behind them, the high emperor, did not intend to let them hold up for a little longer.

So, with this wave of the hand, the shackles on their bodies were untied.

The only remaining reason was severed, the chaotic killing intent took over the body, and the evil qi that was originally bound still flowed out after all, and those fierce, breath-like things, along the consciousness itself, invaded their limbs and bones, entangled with their flesh and blood, making those already strong flesh and blood more and more bulging, and even knotted and distorted.

Thus, the monster was born.

Crazy monsters were born, wielding blades, limbs, claws and teeth, and everything that could be used to kill, they were not afraid of death, or rather, some of them were already dead, and those evil spirits born through the dead carried endless resentment, they hated everything in this world, they only wanted to kill all the living in front of them, and drag them to the same situation as them.

How could those soldiers of Nan Chen fight against this kind of thing.

They're still human, they're still afraid, they're afraid to die in the face of a few monsters that are stacked up as tall as they are—they haven't thought about resisting, but is their resistance really useful? The swords and spears in their hands are as ridiculous as toothpicks in front of these huge monsters, can they really deal with these monsters?

"Surround them! Hold them back! ”

I don't know who shouted like this, and the voice was brave and firm.

This must be a very optimistic person, most of the soldiers who heard this voice thought.

However, this optimism is meaningless at this time, although that statement sounds very reasonable, but the question is, can they really surround these monsters?

If it's in the city, maybe you can still do it, after all, although those monsters will occasionally cause trouble in the market, and everyone can't do anything about those monsters, but the soldiers are better than the numbers, and they can indeed block the way of these monsters by cutting and surrounding.

But the question is, this time, are they really the one with the numbers?

"That's a lot......

Some soldiers looked at the scene in front of them and sighed.

There are too many, too many, and the vanguard troops that were just thrown over by the steppe people have all turned into monsters at this moment.

Compared to the Chen people who had just experienced the Hundred Cavalry Charge, it was those grassland monsters who had a numerical advantage.

The enemy is much stronger and more numerous, and this is more of a one-sided slaughter than a war.

It is impossible to win on your own.

They have understood this fact.

Therefore, under extreme despair, they can only entrust everything they have to fantasy.

"Will anyone come to save us?"

Anyone, no matter who it is, whether it's reinforcements, monsters, whoever it is, as long as they can save their lives at this time—but they themselves know very well that this kind of thing is impossible, after all, they have prayed this when the steppe riders were raging just now.

But then?

There is no savior, and there are no heavenly reinforcements - indeed, at the end of the day, there is a very powerful commander of the army to come over, it should be called Jiang Wenyuan, that commander killed a lot of grassland cavalry generals, bought them a little time......

So, then what?

The battle situation has not changed much, they still can't defeat those monsters, God knows what demon methods these steppe people used, the current battlefield has long become a real hell, the ground is full of stumps and broken arms, and even the river has been stained red with blood, but even if they fight like this, they still can't see any hope of victory.

"So, why hasn't anyone come to our rescue yet?"

Faced with the surging attack of the monsters, the remaining soldiers became more and more confused.

What they are expecting in their hearts, they may all know, after all, they have more or less heard of it, or have seen it with their own eyes, that is far taller and majestic than ordinary people, and that is strong enough to compete with the gods - I heard that Du Taishi finally began to teach the emperor, this is a good thing in the eyes of everyone, with the help of such a strong man, Da Chen will definitely get better.

But...... What about people?

What about their strongmen? What about the giant who has the power to turn the tide? Why has it been that they have all fought to the death to this point, and the giant still hasn't appeared?

Isn't he a master? Isn't he Chen? Isn't he on their side?

Doesn't he have the slightest pity?

"Why, why hasn't it shown up yet?"

They thought so, they struggled, they cried, but the reality gave back to them nothing but despair, no reinforcements, no savior, only endless monsters, only one comrade after another torn to shreds.

"Why ......"

A thousand words, after all, converged into a big question.

"Why?"

"Why? Because he's a coward, of course. ”

Feeling the surging doubts and resentments under his feet, the emperor in mid-air let out a long sigh.

Yes, that's what I want, and more and more people are starting to turn their backs on that monster and start questioning the strength of that monster...... Theoretically, he did achieve some of the goals he wanted, but in reality, this record was too far from what he wanted.

"So why the hell didn't this coward come out?"

Huangtian, who was sitting in the air, looked at the huge imperial city in the distance, his brows furrowed.

Things shouldn't be like this, this situation seems to be a little different from what he expected - originally in his judgment, those monkeys in the south will organize a defense line by the river because of the inertia of thinking, and the big battle will definitely happen in this position, and after realizing that the front line can't be defeated, the monster will definitely come out to support.

Then he could rely on his own mobility to directly rush into the imperial city to harvest, directly destroy the basic disk of that monster, and thus physically destroy the source of that monster's power.

But now, here's the problem.

He did destroy the source of the monster's mental strength, that is, the soldiers in front of him, but it was just these soldiers, and he didn't touch the Jiankang Imperial City in the distance.

Just, although theoretically, he can fly over directly and go to war directly, but this will directly put him into a situation where the enemy is dark and I am clear, facing an opponent whose strength is higher than his own, and even has the blessing of mental strength, and he also runs to the opponent's home field to fight, it is no different from giving it away for nothing - but if he doesn't fly over, why doesn't that monster come out?

"Doesn't he have a little bit of humanity? He watched these monkeys being killed by me? ”

The more he thought about it, the more Huang Tian frowned, and he always felt as if he had something wrong.

But now it's all like this, and there is no retreat on his side, since that monster refuses to come out, then he can only fight all the way through it directly - anyway, this is also a way, successive victories will destroy the confidence of the enemy army, and the impact of a series of defeats will also weaken the mental blessing of that monster.

Just like now, as those monkeys in the south were defeated one after another, he could already clearly feel that the strength of that monster had become weaker and weaker.

"When the team reaches Jiankang City, the strength of that monster should be weakened, only half of mine."

Huang Tian calculated for a moment, and then made a judgment on the comparison of the strength of the two sides.

On one side, he shot with all his might, but on the other side there was only half of him, so who won and who lost, do you still need to ask?

"I'll wash my stain and I'll get back to victory!"

Thinking like this, Huang Tian waved his hand again.

And the monsters beneath his feet roared even louder.

Nothing can stop them, they will kill everything in sight.

"Including the traitors."

Saying this, Huang Tian's eyes locked on the few figures under his feet.

Two young monkeys, an old monkey, these were the monkeys who had served him, and he even gave these monkeys a promise of immortality in exchange for the dedication of these monkeys...... But it is clear that the monkeys have failed to live up to his expectations, they have betrayed him, and now they are even starting to turn against him.

"Kill them first."

With such an order, a group of monsters began to rush towards the three men.

The old eunuch on the river can still barely support it, relying on the surrounding waters, he can still withstand the siege of these monsters, but Jiang Wenyuan and Shan Bing on the shore are not so lucky-those monsters surrounded them as soon as possible, and at the same time began to attack them by all means.

Such a surprise attack directly caught Jiang Wenyuan off guard.

"You're going to continue to deconstruct! Let's solve it! ”

On Jiang Wenyuan's back, Shan Bing was still shouting.

"If we don't understand it, we're going to die!"

"Don't rush! Don't rush! ”

Jiang Wenyuan was also sweating profusely, he had tried his best to find the flaws of those monsters, but under the interweaving of evil qi and flesh and blood, he couldn't even find the slightest flaw - there were no threads on the thread in front of him, but the problem was that there were too many threads, and he couldn't find the key to deconstructing the threads from these chaotic threads.

In the final analysis, his rope is only half of what he has learned.

"I ...... There's no way around it anymore. ”

After being smashed by the broken sword in the monster's hand again, Jiang Wenyuan finally began to vomit blood.

"I can't help it, I only learned half of the mystery of turning the flower rope, I didn't learn the other half of the reconstruction, I can't ...... at all"

"Then learn now!"

On Jiang Wenyuan's back, the seriously injured Shan Bing gritted his teeth.

"Anyway, if you can't learn it, we're all going to die here, so what's the point of not learning? It doesn't matter how difficult it is, try again, at least we're not dead, and we can try again......"

"Don't rush! I'm already trying! ”

Jiang Wenyuan roared.

He's tried desperately, but he still has no clue about this kind of thing, his talent is only in deconstruction, and what he's good at is only dismantling, as for reconstruction...... Is it a new twist?

It's all dead, how can it be flipped?

"Refactoring, refactoring, what exactly is refactoring? How is it refactoring? ”

"Will this kind of thing still get stuck?"

On Jiang Wenyuan's back, Shan Bingdeng, who was already seriously injured, was anxious.

"Refactoring, refactoring, to put it bluntly, is doing it all over again! Did you never cook or what? Isn't it when you're stir-frying...... Well? ”

Having said this, Shan Bing was suddenly stunned.

And Jiang Wenyuan also subconsciously turned his head.

The eyes are facing each other.

At this moment, they all seemed to understand something.

"I'm in charge of moving!"

Jiang Wenyuan immediately pulled out the rope around his waist and tied Shan Bing firmly on his back.

"You're in charge of doing it!"

"What do you mean I'm in charge of hands-on! I don't know how to do it! “

Although he said this, Shan Bing still pulled out his short sword for the first time.

This posture is impossible to use a big shield, on the one hand, he can't hold it steadily, and on the other hand, that weight will also slow down Jiang Wenyuan's speed of action - in a sense, this is actually a kind of reconstruction, after losing the shield, he began to use an unfamiliar style of play.

It's like if you put less salt or less soy sauce when cooking, the food will definitely not taste good.

So, in the absence of the same taste, how do you make the dish palatable?

"I ......"

Shan Bing suddenly fell into a trance.

He seemed to suddenly understand something.

"So this is refactoring, that's how it is...... It turns out that what I've been learning is actually something like this. ”

With that, Shan Bing swung his sword at the monster that had already pounced on him.

The update arrived, and everyone rested early.

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