Chapter 681: Zhang Guifang committed suicide and was loyal

In this battle, Jiang Ziya can be said to have played a 'wise' temperament.

Based on the technique of dragon whiskers and tigers controlling stones, and using the head of the king and demon as the guide, with this unprecedented tactic, he was extremely powerful, and killed the 300,000 troops of the Northern Plains like an ant colony.

At this time, the dragon bearded tiger turned into a thousand zhang giant, and with every punch, the dense ants on the ground and the defenders of the northern plains would be beaten into meat sauce by him, and the dirt and earth around him had been invaded by blood and water, which was terrifying.

Not only that, at the same time that the dragon beard tiger was holding back the retreat of the defenders of the northern plains, the gate of the Xiqi camp was wide open, and Ji Fa personally led countless troops, brazenly charging and killing the northern plains.

All of a sudden, the neighing of horses, the screams of soldiers, the wails of the wounded, the rumbling war drums, the melodious horns, and the fierce sound of gold and iron resonance, all kinds of sounds were mixed together and mixed into a picture of flesh and blood.

Countless heads flew in the sky, blood spurted out of the neck like a fountain, and the skulls that landed on the ground were still murmuring. The fallen corpse was still convulsing.

At this moment, the field has become a form of grinding meat, and millions of Xiqi troops have come out, and their morale is like a rainbow, just like jackals, tigers and leopards, pounced on the blurry lamb.

Seeing the dense blood and rain under the city, the coach Zhang Guifang was besieged by more than a dozen generals, and the defenders above Tianlong City trembled one by one, their eyes were blood-red, and they knelt on the ground one after another, asking Chonghei Tiger to come out of the city to rescue.

Why doesn't Chonghei Tiger want to go out of the city to fight?

It's just that at the moment, Xiqi's morale is too strong, there are many generals, and the defenders in his Tianlong City are already less than 500,000, even if they are all killed, they will just give away their heads for nothing.

At that moment, Chonghei Hu looked at Zhang Guifang's figure wrapped in the crowd, watched his brothers fall in a pool of blood one after another, and actually knelt on the ground, shouting: "Brothers, the black tiger can't stand you! If there is another day, the black tiger will behead Jiang Shangpifu, peel off his skin, and comfort the heroic souls of all brothers!"

In the middle of the words, Chonghei Hu wiped his tears and ordered all the staff to enter the city, pour the city gate with molten iron, block the entrance of the city with huge stones, and use all the spirit stones to open the defensive formation.

He knew that Zhang Guifang would not come back, and the Beiyuan brothers, who were killed in the field and only had 100,000 left, would not come back. And they are dead and liberated, but they are still shouldering the mission of guarding Tianlong City.

Therefore, he blocked Tianlong City, like a ruthless and ruthless man, standing at the head of the city, watching one brother after another, tragically dying at the hands of his opponent.

There was no expression on his face, but his heart ...... but dripping blood. It is not easy for anyone in the world to make such a decision...... No, it's not easy.

At the same time, the defenders of the Northern Plains, who knew that they could not survive and others, roared one by one, and they no longer retreated and fled, but reflexively killed the enemy.

Damn, I'm going to die anyway, I'm going to pull a few cushions.

The effect of the dying counterattack was naturally good, and it suddenly changed the situation of the slaughter of the northern plains, so that on the Xiqi side, there were also many soldiers who died tragically.

In an instant, blood rained in the sky, and corpses fell from the sky from time to time, accompanied by the beautiful magic weapon arc light at a very high place, and the vertical and horizontal true elements scurrying around, the scene was beautiful, but bloody.

From a distance, the magnificent battle has already performed the contract of life and death, life disappeared quickly, and when the blood rain bloomed, countless armored soldiers on both sides turned into corpses and fell to the ground, going straight to the netherworld.

In such a tragic battle, Jiang Ziya was the leader, and Wang Jifa was the leader, but his face was unmoved, calm and fanatical, watching the battle in the field.

On the road to becoming a king, if you don't have a heart of iron and stone that 'everything can be killed', you will definitely be submerged under the brilliance of other kings.

The sound of killing shook the sky, the blood filled the air, and the blood that fell was spilled, terrifying the earth and the sky.

Blood foam flowed on the earth, and corpses floated above the blood water, and they had become a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. From a distance, the earth looks like it has been painted with blood, and there is a charm of beauty.

And on this battlefield of fighting, in the monstrous sea of blood, Li Xingba is still ...... Weep.

He was extremely ugly, he was originally an evil man, but under the background of the blood of hundreds of thousands of people, he looked extremely clean when he cried.

It's like, compared with everyone in the chaos of the world, the four saints of Kowloon Island, who went out of the mountain for love and died for love, are the kindest people in the world.

They don't intrigue, they don't fight for power, they are simple...... Lovely!

However, the huge land of the gods has become an opportunity for grinding meat, and how can a simple and lovely person survive? Only treacherous and evil people can go to the end.

Isn't this a joke?!

It is very tacit that no one from the armies of Beiyuan and Xiqi is close to where Li Xingba is. Even Jiang Ziya and Jin Zha, who didn't make a move now, didn't come close.

Everyone knows that the current Li Xingba is already crazy. And a crazy half-step Mahayana master, no one dares to provoke.

After a while, Li Xingba got up, raised his hands, and the soil stained with his brother's blood was all taken away by him.

He turned over and turned over the hideous beast, his four legs rose into the clouds, and he said indifferently: "Jiang Shang, return my brother's head to me!"

Jiang Ziya was looked at by him, his bones were cold, even if the whip in his hand was as hot as fire, it could not subside, so he had to throw out the head of the king demon and be taken away by Li Xingba.

"Today, I am the only one left among the four saints of Kowloon Island. I'm no match for you Xiqi, but you can't keep me. Jiang Shang, the revenge of killing his brother, is not shared. I, Li Xingba, are here, and when I return, I will definitely let you Xiqi people and dogs stay!"

In the middle of the words, Li Xingba rode the beast away, but in the blink of an eye, it had already disappeared.

As soon as Li Xingba left, Zhang Guifang suddenly knew that there was no way to survive today.

At the same time, although the battle has just begun, the battle situation is already tired, and thousands of living beings in the northern plains have already been buried in the sea of blood, and countless resentful souls have dispersed, turning into light and mixed with blood and dust, and they have been sprinkled on this northern plain land that gave birth to them and raised them.

Looking at the 300,000 army, and now there are less than 50,000 brothers left who are still struggling, Zhang Guifang's eyes suddenly felt in a trance.

Thinking of the immature faces and the sound of 'protecting the family and defending the country' when they followed them out of the city, Zhang Guifang already had a ...... in her heart Death.

No one can understand, and no one can imagine the feeling in Zhang Guifang's heart at this moment. Just like the people of later generations, they will never be able to guess the mentality of the overlord Xiang Yu Wujiang when he killed himself.

In his life, he sacrificed his life to settle the king of Sheji, abandoned his life to protect the king of the country, was a hero for half a lifetime, often invincible, and left a famous name.

But now, he was defeated in the hands of Jiang Ziya, and his life was ...... This is the only defeat.

In a trance, he had been shot several times, but he didn't want to fight back, he swept Nangong Shi and the others with his eyes, Zhang Guifang laughed wildly: "Pifu, I'm waiting for you in Jiuyou!"

After the words were spoken, Zhang Guifang raised Anbang in his hand to shake the scale, and shouted in the direction of Chaoge: "King Xu, the minister cannot repay the national merit and destroy the rebellion, only one death, in order to fulfill the loyalty of the minister!"

As soon as the words came out, Anbang shook the balance and stabbed his head, crashing into his own chest, and the head of the gun stabbed out from behind, shining brightly, like this loyal gun, and was also moved by Zhang Guifang.

"Bang!"

In the next moment, Anbang shook the Libra and was psychic, and was touched by Zhang Guifang's loyalty, and he actually blew himself up, so that Zhang Guifang's loyal body would live forever in the world of Chaoge.

So far, a generation of famous generals, Zhang Guifang, who often wins a hundred battles...... Suicide loyalty!

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As an aside, Zhang Guifang, as the only general in the Romance of the Gods, committed suicide to show his loyalty, which is really sad. Even if he is just a foolish and loyal person above the history of the gods, this loyalty is worthy of the admiration of the world. The weapon I gave him Anbang shook the scales, and took the meaning of 'a lifetime of Anbang into a soup territory, and a loyal heart can almost shake the sky'. Such a general, if it is placed now, if it is placed in any dynasty in Chinese history, it must be no weaker than the name of Guan Yu and Dian Wei.

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