Chapter 257: Meng Tian Seriously Injured, Prince's Blood Sacrifice! (Chapter 1)

Roar β€”β€”!"

The fighting spirit was raging, and the white tiger roared in the sky and rushed into the enemy's ranks.

Great Qin Ruishi is an army of monks, with amazing combat power, and with Meng Tian's urging with battle intent, it is already peerless.

At this moment, the white tiger rushed into the battle array, like the king of a hundred beasts rushing into the flock, naturally setting off a bloody storm, rolling human heads to the ground, blood mighty, exchanged for a desolate land.

This is the battlefield.

The battle between life and death will break out in a sword and a sword.

"Kill β€”β€”!"

The blood and qi shot out for nine days, shouting and killing constantly, this killing was destined by heaven, and Meng Tian and the wolf lord blushed even more when they saw each other.

Outside the city of Jiuyuan, the war continued, intensifying.

On Jiuyuan City, Fusu's eyes are like a square, he is not an ignorant child, and he also needs to be inferior to Meng Tian and others in the military road, but he still knows everything about war.

The Great Qin Empire established the country with martial arts, as the eldest son of Great Qin, and now the prince of Great Qin, Fusu is naturally above the military path and has certain attainments.

He knew in his heart that the probability of victory for Great Qin in this battle would not exceed three percent, the enemy had already been prepared, and Great Qin was just rushing to meet the battle.

"Prince, it's hard to say how many victories and losses you won, is it asking for help from Xianyang?"

Meng Yi's eyes were deep, Meng Tian was charging in the middle of the battle, he was naturally extremely worried, he knew better than anyone how much energy the enemy had in this battle.

"I can't ask for help in Xianyang, my father is in retreat, the Blood God Building, and the Sifang City are eyeing each other, and there was a peerless powerhouse who fought with my father that day, and he was seriously injured and fled!"

"Once my father leaves Xianyang, the Great Qin Empire will lose its deterrent power, and the Central Plains will inevitably be in chaos, and this battle can only be β€”β€”! by us."

From the moment Fusu went north, he knew what Wang Juan and others meant, and this battle could only rely on him and Meng Tian.

The thought flickered in his heart, and Fusu was silent for a long time, and said: "This battle is difficult, whether it is the general or the elder of the Immortal Qin Palace, he is simply fighting with his lifeβ€”β€”!"

"General Meng Yi, you will guard Jiuyuan and go out aloneβ€”β€”!"

At this moment, Fusu's eyes were full of firmness and fearlessness, he had to be worthy of this surname and the four words Prince of Great Qin.

"Prince, you ......."

Meng Yi knew everything about the original incident, he knew better why Fusu was going, his heart was boiling, his eyes were full of grief and indignation, he couldn't help it, and said, "Prince, if you don't go back?"

"Then I won't go back, I won't retreat from Daqinβ€”β€”!"

"Tell the general, I'm Great Qin Wanshengβ€”β€”!" Fusu's tone was resolute, and he didn't look back, and disappeared in an instant.

On the city wall, Meng Yi watched Fusu's back disappear, his heart was full of pain, if he could, he would rather go by himself than let the prince of Great Qin Fusu go.

It's just that only the blood of the royal family can be inspired.

Here, only the crown prince can do it.

"Send the prince β€”β€”!"

As soon as he thought of this, Meng Yi shouted, his eyes red.

"Send the prince β€”β€”!"

"Send the prince β€”β€”!"

..........

Half an hour had passed since the battle, Meng Tian's eyes were red, and he could feel that his physical strength was exhausted, and even the Battle Spirit Giant Tiger was beginning to be a little difficult to maintain.

Among this million-strong army, there is an army of qi practitioners.

Although the master was stopped by the elders of the Immortal Qin Palace, Meng Tian could feel that except for the wolf master, all the ten wolf generals were all transformed into gods, and besides, these people were not good at the art of military path.

"Wind!"

"Gale β€”β€”!"

The tragic horn sounded, and the giant tiger of war spirit roared in the sky, and the momentum was earth-shattering.

"Meng Tian, today is your time of deathβ€”"

The wolf lord laughed loudly, and the long knife moved: "Kill Meng Tian and break the Qin army's β€”β€”!"

"Kill!"

The slaughter shouted, the long knife in his hand cut out a three-foot sword, and suddenly, the spear was in the air, the sword shot fiercely, and the white tiger with battle intent was besieged by the ten wolf riders, and there was a great tendency to dismember.

"Great Qin Yongchang, I will kill β€”β€”!"

Meng Tian roared angrily, the white tiger was scarred, the white tiger's eyes were red, flashing with a dangerous light, looking at the slaughter, there was a madness to choose people and devour.

At this moment, the endless killing qi swept over, and the white tiger's claws were raised, flashing with cold light under the big sun, like iron casting, and the lightning claws grabbed at the slaughter.

"Sting!"

Under one claw, the slaughtered flesh was easily torn apart like a tofu block.

Blood flew, and the white tiger's body turned bloody.

At this moment, the Battle Intent White Tiger turned into a Blood Tiger, and suddenly between heaven and earth, endless bloody qi erupted, and the madness in the eyes of the Blood Tiger was even worse.

"Dead β€”β€”!"

Once again, a wolf general was torn apart, and the injuries on the body of the Fighting Spirit Blood Tiger were even more serious.

"Kill, the Qin army can't hold onβ€”β€”!"

The wolf lord watched the six roads and listened to the eight directions, and at the first time, he sensed the situation of the white tiger with battle intent, and hurriedly shouted.

At this time, the Battle Spirit Giant Tiger had already killed five wolf generals in a row, and he was already vulnerable.

"Sword slashes the β€”β€”! of Cangshan"

The sword light was like a dragon, and a sword hit the blood tiger hard, and a stream of blood spurted out of the mouth of the battle intent giant tiger, and it flew out upside down.

.........

The Great Wall is the land of the dragon.

Fusu's eyes were solemn, although he had not witnessed the changes on the battlefield, he could surmise one point, that is, Meng Tian would not be able to hold on for an hour at all.

The 170,000 army, unless Meng Tian can condense the battle spirit, it is impossible to stop the wolf army for an hour by relying on the battle spirit alone, this is not that Fusu does not believe in the Great Qin Ruishi and Meng Tian.

But he knew in his heart that the wolf clan's raising of troops would definitely not be caused by a single thought, it must be the most perfect preparation, and in Daqin, there must be a large number of strong people hidden.

At this thought, Fusu walked forward, and in front of a black stone, Fusu pulled out his sword and stabbed it into his chest, with a hint of madness in his eyes, with an indomitable look.

"Today, I will sacrifice with blood, may my Great Qin win this battleβ€”β€”!"

Because when the Great Wall was built, Fusu was on top of the Nine Plains, so he knew the secret of the Great Wall, which was the second dragon vein of Great Qin, the artificial dragon vein that guarded the border.

When the original emperor obtained the method of cultivating the Great Wall, it was clearly recorded that sacrificing with royal blood could stimulate the power of the Great Wall and avoid a disaster of annihilation.

It's just that it's a blood sacrifice.

The sacrificer will surely die.

"Tick!"

When the blood drops, at this moment, the heavens and the earth change greatly.

"β€”β€”! of the Groan"

Entrenched in the sky above Xianyang, the luck dragon looked up to the sky and roared, with a trace of madness and anger in the dragon's chant.

On the battlefield, Meng Tian's breath was sluggish, the 170,000 army was seriously injured, and life and death were only a thought.

And at this moment, in the land of the Great Wall, the Great Qin Prince Fusu sacrificed the Great Wall with blood, and the scene was tragic and magnificent, which had never been seen before.

"Wind β€”β€”!"

"Gale β€”β€”!"

I don't know where it started, it began to resound through the Great Qin Army, and in a short period of time, it quickly swept through the entire Great Qin Empire.

(End of chapter)