Chapter Seventy-Five: The Breath of the Dao

"Lord, the more you get to the end, the more cautious you are, don't be happy and sad!"

"Chang Ze reminds us that we will take the secret passage to give them the final blow!"

Although there are many plains and few rivers and lakes in the north, the base of hundreds of thousands of troops is there, and there are many people who know water, and everyone above the general knows how to water.

The initial chaos passed, and everyone swam towards the shore.

"It's really not to underestimate the wisdom of people, and they are so calculating, although I expected that they might make a fuss with Yingshui, but I never imagined that in this ancient society, there was no way to crack the surface of the earth without explosives. It's a pity that you can count all the organs, but the number of dead has far exceeded 300,000, which also means that the outcome of this war is a foregone conclusion!"

After a short time, the people who survived the catastrophe climbed to the shore one after another, and counted the number of people slightly, except for the potters, everyone was sad.

There were no more than 100,000 left of the million-strong army when they came.

The potter smiled, the 150,000 troops he brought were not many strong men in military uniforms, the real elite only brought 5,000, and the black cavalry did not bring one.

Yuan Shao saw Tao Shang laughing, and said suspiciously: "Why is Tao Gong laughing when he is defeated today?"

When everyone heard this, they didn't care about counting the remnants, and they all turned their eyes to the potter.

"Ladies and gentlemen, please look!"

As far as he could see, a group of black-clad cavalrymen in black armor embroidered with the pattern of burning clouds on the horizon were rapidly approaching, and the word "Cao" in black letters on a white background on the banner held high was particularly conspicuous.

"Phew!"

The one who should come will always come, and a horse among the 10,000 cavalry came out of the crowd and said with a smile: "A few days ago, did you think of today?"

The princes' faces changed unusually ugly.

"Hahaha!

Laughing heartily, laughing unscrupulously: "Kill!"

Yuan Shao looked at Cao Cao quietly, ignoring the voices of the strategists and generals around him, and whispered: "Ah Gou, the world will be handed over to you." ”

"No, my lord, run..."

The iron hoof instantly crushed Yuan Shao and the ministers who persuaded him to hide.

"Originally, the world was mine. ”

It seemed that he heard Yuan Shao's murmuring, perhaps the tacit understanding of his best friend who grew up, Cao Cao looked at the location of Yuan Shao, who was crushed into pulp, and said in a tone that was not sad or happy.

"Jing Ning, since you have been prepared, how to break the situation next?"

"Lord, you can break the game with one person and one halberd!"

"This?"

"Go, one person fights the 10,000 tiger and leopard battalion alone, and after this battle, the lord is invincible wherever he goes!"

In the end, the potter believed him, and charged the army with one man while the remnants of the army were defeated and struggling to support in vain.

At this time, a large amount of blood mist suddenly appeared on the ground of Mizusawa Shang, and the blood color became thicker and thicker.

"Are you here?"

The blood mist that dissipated with a light touch made Zuo Zuo frown, the undead army under Xuzhou City really impressed him too much, and immediately ordered the whole army to retreat.

The defeated remnants of the defeated army saw that the Cao army retreated, and no one was looking for death to pursue, and even the potter, who was happy when he saw the blood mist, did not choose to pursue.

Once bitten by a snake, he was afraid of the well rope for ten years. He was miserable by the formation, and he did not rashly pursue, but chose to wait and see, he was confident that the blood mist had risen, and this death had been broken.

Cao Cao did not evacuate far after the temporary withdrawal of his troops, but asked the knights to take out the steel plates embedded in the side of the horse in full view of everyone.

I saw that the whole army of the tiger and leopard battalion abandoned their weapons, holding steel plates on their chests and connecting them with special iron chains with the surrounding knights, which looked like a wall that was not smooth from a distance.

Seeing this, the potter changed color, and thinking of the water behind him, he already thought of Cao Jun's intentions. What if it doesn't die or die? When the garbage is pushed into the lake, there will always be a time when the oil runs out and the lamp runs out.

Obviously, from beginning to end, Zuo Zuo had considered how to deal with the strange army under the city of Xuzhou, and an inexplicable chill surged into the hearts of the potters.

Time does not stop because of anyone, and Cao's army, which was already ready, immediately launched a charge.

"No!"

The potter raised his head to the sky and roared, although relying on the realm of the physical body grandmaster, he knocked out a few cavalry, but the endless tiger and leopard battalion was not only unaffected, but the special "flat push lineup" turned the corpse of his companion into a shield for the latecomers and pushed forward indomitably, the space was shrinking, and the survivors were aware of their heartfelt despair.

The potter was even more defeated, and the waves were rushing like the Yangtze River, making him so desperate and helpless.

At this moment, a sudden change occurred, and the peaceful blood mist that filled the field instantly became violent, and the endless mist condensed into a river of blood to lift the potter into the air.

The potter was stunned, and Fu Ling waved a halberd at the tiger and leopard camp.

I saw a blood dragon flying out of the broken dragon halberd and pounced on Cao Jun.

"Boom!"

A loud bang resounded throughout the battlefield, and hundreds of people died unexpectedly, and the audience was shocked.

The potter was stunned for a moment, and randomly waved the broken dragon halberd again, and another blood dragon dragon flashed with blood-colored flames and roared out.

God is as powerful as hell, and God is like a nightmare.

At this moment, the potter is like a god of war who defies heaven and earth, and his incredible divine power shocks everyone's heart.

"Boom!"

Without taunting or talking, the blood dragon blasted Zuo Zuo to pieces in disbelief.

Zuo Zuo's death made Wutian's eyes light up, and his divine sense was firmly fixed on the place where the blood-colored dust was scattered.

Suddenly, a burst of white light shot out.

This light was so dazzling, like a comet, it didn't attract anyone's attention, and everyone's eyes were on the potters who rushed to Xuchang with imperial blood.

No, there is one more person.

Jiang Wu looked back at the battlefield with a feeling, and after a moment, a simple book suddenly appeared in front of him, and he just wanted to flip through it and disappeared without a trace in his body.

The speed of the process was completely beyond Jiang Wu's expectations, but the moment she disappeared, Wutian, who was fully engaged, still felt a trace of extraordinary aura.

"The breath of the Tao?"

Wutian frowned, after he got out of the dark abyss, because of some unknown heaven and earth tribulation, the ancient saints disappeared one after another, and he was able to unify the three realms with the cultivation of the half-saints.

But at this moment, he actually felt a trace of the aura of a saint-level Dao from Jiang Yu's fusion of the Qi Luck Spirit Treasure.

"What is hidden in him? And what's even more strange is that after the Qi Luck Spirit Treasure was inexplicably absorbed by him, the Heavenly Dao actually didn't manifest, what is involved in this?"

Deep doubts and curiosity entangled in the lawless mind, and this power was so great that his heart couldn't help but show a hint of impatience.

Flooded coalition forces, potters against the sky.

In just a few days, more than one million people died in the first battle of Xuchang, the battle situation was tragic, and the changes in the battle situation made the wind and clouds change color and the earth trembled.

The massive tyrannical aura made the petals of the recovering flower of Wutian condense to eleven percent, although it only increased by one percent, but it was definitely an unexpected joy to find a new way.