Chapter 159: War
An Bai carried Ermei and sat on the chariot, surrounded by halberd warriors from the Hanhai tribe.
Outside the royal court, following the Hanhai tribe, many small tribes of Zhi'en Tubao gathered together to make their own efforts to resist the war of the Lamb tribe.
The sun was rising, the wind and sand had not yet dissipated, and the silent army was dispatched.
The Lamb tribe dispatched 100,000 Chinese troops, 50,000 cavalry on both wings, a total of 200,000 red strong-armed troops, shining in the morning sun
Below, the golden red was shining, and it was quickly approaching the royal court.
With a loud and urgent horn, the black Xuan Iron Armor army stationed in the royal court was dispatched, and the long iron forest was like black pines all over the field.
These are two armies with very different styles that can compete with each other.
One learned from the queen of the mainland, and obtained the assets of the formation equipment, which is as thick as a mountain.
One adheres to the inheritance of the ancestors, enjoys the convenience of the war horse, and jumps as a cunning rabbit
An Bai is holding a broad-bodied long sword, and Finch is holding a crescent moon sword.
Suddenly, the rum drums and horns of the lamb tribe sounded, and the battle flags were hunted and waved in the wind. The light cavalry on both wings took the lead, and each time they went back and forth, harvesting a cluster of undead.
The royal court and the lamb tribe quickly crossed, and countless warriors fell in a single reincarnation.
The soldiers of the royal court in the middle of the army got out of the way, and a group of Xuanjia heavy soldiers held huge Mo knives, stepping neatly and advancing the mountain city wall squad, shouting "Kill, kill, kill!" every three steps, calmly rumbling forward.
This is a frontal assault formation learned from the empress's army, which is powerful and invincible. At the same time, the terrible sound of the bull's horn shook the valley, and the royal cavalry roared from both wings to meet it.
The hoplites from the mainland also strode unstoppably and arrogantly, sweeping across the ground like a black tide.
At last the two armies collided like a sea of mountains, and if the rumbling thunder resounded through the valley, and like thousands of angry waves crashing against the mountains.
Halberds and scimitars fluttered, spears and hammers whistled and flitted, dense arrows rained like locusts crossing the border, and dull shouts and short roars made the mountains and rivers tremble!
This is the most powerful iron army on both sides, both of which have a brilliant record of blood and blood.
It also has countless heroic courage to die generously.
The iron man struck, the death did not spin, the hideous face, the bloody sword, the low howl, the smoke and dust, the whole next door was enveloped and annihilated by the tragic aura of this primitive fighting...
On the outskirts of the royal court, the raging fire burned the remains, and thick smoke rose from the road, and the wind blew, rolling and filling the entire city. The sheep's horn battle banner that hunted in the wind was already tattered and ragged, and it seemed that it would fall in an instant.
There were countless dead bodies lying on the ground, bleeding incessantly, but no one stepped forward to bury them.
The thick smell of blood and sweat mixed with each other, filling the battlefield, pungent and unpleasant.
The war, but it continues.
The terrible howls of the tribal warriors are touching. Under the banner of the Hanhai Battle Battle, the sturdy figures of the soldiers rose and fell like waves, and from their mouths, a military horn that shook the heavens and the earth was issued.
This kind of shouting, infecting each other, motivating each other, and dissipating many inexplicable fears in my heart. Arrows flew wildly in the air, dragging a long rain of arrows through the clear sky like locusts crossing the country.
I saw that the cavalry of the tribe of the lambs continued to fall to the ground with arrows. Those who were highly cultivated, and as soon as they emerged, they were besieged by the warriors of the Hanhai tribe and formed a large array to suppress them, and they were outnumbered.
"Get down!"
The chariot warriors of the Lamb tribe screamed fiercely, and the warriors of the Hanhai tribe killed before the chariot of the Lamb tribe, because they only had powerful weapons, or they were rewarded from the mainland.
The frenzied killing and blazing beacon fire made the soldiers of the two armies angry, and the battle became more and more intense.
A real day, from early morning till dusk,
The remnant sun was like blood, and the afterglow of the setting sun poured on the sea of sand.
"Sparrow, is it fun to kill?"
An Bai lifted the long sword upside down, and blood gushed out from the dark groove in the sword.
The scimitar in the finch has been curled, and her eyes show a strong fighting intent.
"Childe, this fight is really different from the necromancy, and even more different from the demon clan!"
Finch discarded the scimitar in her hand, and took off the long whip coiled around her waist, and waved it casually, making a cracking sound in the air.
An Bai became interested and asked, "How will it be different?"
The finch replied:
"Childe, the finch thinks that if the dead are fighting and fighting with the demons, it will be war,."
"But I didn't expect that, in fact, the war between the Terrans and the Terrans was even more thrilling. ”
"After all, one has no body, the other is all monks, the fight of ordinary people is even more exciting, the knife to the flesh, not by virtue of cultivation, one palm past, and a team of people will be smashed!"
Unlike An Bai, Qi'er sealed his cultivation and only participated in this battle in pure flesh, and An Bai. Although the supernatural powers are against the sky, the cultivation level is really not high, and there are not 10,000 on the battlefield, but 8,000.
Hua Qinxue didn't like this kind of bloody and sweaty scene, so she didn't get out of the car and took the initiative to fight, she only drove on the chariot, and she was at ease to be a female driver, and she also crushed many warriors of the Lamb tribe to death at that time.
"Bringing you here is mainly to let you vent your grievances in your hearts, this lamb tribe, as well as the followers, will all be destroyed, as a stepping stone for the daughter-in-law sister to domesticate Mobei. ”
An Bai said lightly, everything he did was for the empire of his daughter-in-law and sister, and for the long-term interests of his compatriots.
The situation in the field is already clear, and it is not possible to win with more people.
The proud Lamb Patriarch was ready to flee the battlefield under the cover of the clan master, surrounded by dozens of great cultivators of the Feather Realm, and there were several True Immortal-level existence guards.
On the side of Hanhai, countless masters were also sent to encircle and intercept, and the military formation composed of tens of thousands of low-level monks could not kill this group of masters in time, and it was still possible to fight against the stalemate.
"Dalam, can you bear with me and, wait for my sons to be more than ten years later, and they will be a group of young cubs, you can't kill them, just wait for us to fight together in more than ten years!"
The unbridled laughter of the patriarch of the lamb was heard in the sky.
A cold glint flashed in An Bai's eyes, the person he wanted to kill, could he still escape?
looked at Dalam, who looked embarrassed beside him, shook his head slightly and sighed, in the end, he still had to take action himself,
The Void Holy Body shook, and a pair of huge eyes seemed to appear in the void behind him.
Void Heaven Holy Eye, open!
The endless abyss, the empty reincarnation, the huge tearing force is on the body of the Lamb Patriarch,
The lamb patriarch, whose own strength is not strong and the realm is not high, is under the protection of the squadron masters, under the nose of the strong man in the True Immortal Realm, he was strangely detained by An Bai and sent to the netherworld wilderness in the evolution time of his eyes