It is difficult to kill 100,000 pigs, but it is much easier to kill through a battle formation of 100,000 people.

The reason is only that people still have reason, and when faced with an invincible existence, people will be afraid and will flee.

Gods, demons, immortals, Buddhas, and ghosts, these titles represent only existences that cannot be understood in the eyes of human beings.

No matter how strong your martial arts are, you can't die with one sword, how about ten swords? What about a hundred swords? Ten thousand arrows are fired together, and even a golden man will shoot you into gold dust.

When the battle situation has been decided, the momentum has also reached its peak, even if there is really a dragon and hungry tiger in front of them, they will not be afraid, as long as they can still wield the knife.

They have seen those who enjoy killing, they are only generals of a hundred battles, and now the one who does not know where he has fallen is even one of them, but he is different, he can't see his face clearly, he doesn't see joy or sorrow, and he doesn't hesitate to kill for the sake of killing.

He... It must not be human!

Flowing fire shuttles, like a breeze, and when it blows, it is death.

No matter how much preparation you make, the moment before the sword falls, life is destined to pass, which is the truth that countless lives have verified.

The roar of artillery at any cost, a series of explosions, accompanied by a rain of arrows, just to overkill the ghost, but to no avail.

"Hell... Hell !! "Nervous breakdown.

"Run, there are ghosts !!" confused.

"Help!

It's not that no one kneels on the ground, and there are not a few people begging for mercy, but the figure never stops.

When many people who knew the times fled for their lives, morale fell from the peak. The moment the blood cools, the soldier's soul will be gone.

"Who dares to run!" Li Jinglong shouted, and immediately raised his sword: "Supervise the team, dare to take half a step back, kill!"

"Don't stop the arrows, shoot him for me!"

"Knives and guns come forward, give Lao Tzu a top, go up!"

"Cavalry, surround him to death!"

One command after another was accompanied by a series of angry roars, but they could not resist the soldiers' desire to survive.

The Warlords may not die if they slash it, and they are bleeding and drifting under their feet.

The miserable death, the blood that rose to the sky, and only ten taels of silver a year, why let these "real people" fight to the death for you?

A strong palm wind blew violently like devouring the heavens and the earth, and in the chaos of people turning over on their backs, stumps and broken bones flew away, and even steel-poured artillery was also overturned.

"Grandpa!" The personal guards who always accompanied him suddenly shouted loudly and rushed towards Li Jinglong, the martial arts that he had cultivated for many years were only of little use at this moment.

The venerable Cao Guogong fell off the horse, the combat boots of his right foot were still hooked on the horse's pedal, and he was dragged a few steps by the restless horse, especially before he broke free, and instinctively shouted in anger: "What... ？！”

In front of him, the loyal guard was nailed to the banner by an ink sword, a large mouthful of blood spurting out of his mouth, and his eyes were not closed.

With a flick of his fingers, there was a "click", the handsome flag was folded in two sections, the corpse fell into the dust, and the black and white flag just covered his head, and the blood stained him.

"Grandpa is dead!

"Shuai Qi is down, and Grandpa is dead!"

"Dashuai is dead!"

"The general is dead!"

The chaotic shouts rang out one after another on the battlefield, conveying a message together: this battle is over, and they can run away naturally.

The defeat is like a mountain, and what is described is the scene of the building about to collapse at this moment.

The remnants of the Hu people and the Longmen Iron Cavalry ushered in this so-called "victory", and Ningxia Wei naturally accepted the defeat inexplicably.

The sky is falling because there are adults on top of it, and they all just want to live.

"This, this... What is this?" More than a dozen guards were huddled around him, and Li Jinglong's heart was bitter, could it be that the military books and war strategies he had learned were useless? !

It was too late for him to get up and carry the flag again to verify his identity. Even if he risked his life, it would be impossible to stop the tide of anger from receding.

People's hearts are back.

"Grandpa. We... Retreat. ”

Li Jinglong glanced at him blankly, came back to his senses, and slammed his clenched fist into the sand in front of him, squeezing out his decision between his teeth: "Help me get on the horse!"

"Yes!" one of the guards led the horse, and several others hurriedly unloaded his wide robe, which was too conspicuous in his gold and silver robes.

After a while, in a hurry, everything was ready to stop, Li Jinglong grabbed the saddle with one hand, skillfully got on the horse, and subconsciously turned around, wanting to take another look at the demon, at least, can he determine his identity?

Heaven heard his wish and granted it.

The light has not yet been accurately accepted by the brain, but a cold voice is close at hand: "Retreat, little grandfather, why do you have to leave in such a hurry, how about our family treat you well?"

"Yes ... You!"

The eunuch in his heart, who was inferior to the pig and dog, was dismantled, and the holy flames around him burned, driving the distortion of the air.

Is it really him?

The factory in the East Factory!

What is in his hands?

A vibrating piece of meat!

"That's ... It's mine... Heart?"

The jade hand was lightly clenched, his heart exploded, and Li Jinglong's consciousness sank together, looking at Jiuyou and leaving.

The red steed had not yet noticed the departure of its master on horseback, but only ran wildly, trying to shake off the existence between his ears, but after all, he was still angered, and was trampled by a huge force and crushed between the yellow sand.

"You haven't understood yet, have you?" A strange white light shot out of his eyes, his black pupils had disappeared, and his strange voice carried a hint of laughter and comfort: "Give up everything to be detached." ”

"What is everything?"

"Everything is human nature. ”

"If there is no humanity, how can a person be a human being?"

"It's not human, so what is it?"

In that false story, the old monk's doubts in front of the Buddha seem to have been answered: "Who crosses others to become a Buddha?

There is no love and hate, there is no love and hatred, my thoughts are the will of heaven, and my desires are gifts. You are a Buddha. ”

"That's a demon, not a Buddha. ”

"If you don't fall into demons, you can become a Buddha. ”

Red clouds, like fire, spread over the horizon.

The sunset in the west was still struggling hard, emitting the last light and heat, but it was no match for the rising of the jade wheel and the coming of night.

Having lost the control of mankind, the mighty iron cannon has become a useless iron bucket, and the collapse and explosion of the ancient city have come to an end, and only the terrible screams and unwilling cries are still lingering in the air.

The black oil, which ignites an unquenchable fire, overtakes the soul of despair.

The blood-colored sky and the surging flames all reflected on the flawless face, bright and uncertain.

The lonely figure grabbed the gentleman's sword in his hand again, stopped at the city gate for a moment, and then walked towards the city again.