Chapter 1192: Battle Mengwu
When the officers and men of the two armies saw their respective leading generals make a move, they naturally obediently guarded the rear, and did not dare to act rashly, these two generals were both at the level of the imperial realm, and if the aftermath of the battle was affected, they would also have to be crushed.
"Look at the move!"
Lu Bu swooped down from a high altitude, the aura on Fang Tian's painting halberd flashed, and the power of the true yuan from the dantian continued to surge out, blessed on the weapon, watching Wang Jian rush and swoop down, Fang Tian's painting halberd was almost full of ten thousand catties of power, and it was heavily slashed.
Fang Tian's halberd tore through the void with a fierce wind, only to see a red rainbow descending in the air, and the soldiers of the Qin State in the rear couldn't help but gasp when they saw it.
"The power of this guy is too domineering, a simple blow can collapse the space. An adjutant general exclaimed.
"Our general is stronger than him, and we will be able to kill him!" the other lieutenant reassured himself.
"Drink!"
Seeing Lu Bu make a move, Wang Jian did not slack off, and flew to the void, waving his war knife vertically and horizontally, forming a huge cross sword blade, and under the surge of Zhenyuan, it shot out towards the top, and collided with Lu Bu's Fang Tian painting halberd.
"Boom!"
A loud noise spread, the heavens and the earth shook, both sides were shaken by the energy, and the strong wind blew the robes of the two people whirring.
The offensive of the two sides was comparable, and the first encounter was just a temptation.
"Boom!"
Lu Bu flew back, stood in the air, and faced Wang Jian again, this time directly urging the power of the martial soul in his body, incarnating into a mighty god of war, the sunlight sprinkled on the battle armor, and the brilliance was sparkling.
Lu Bu didn't want to ink, he directly launched the martial spirit, and really entered the peak state, a strong aura emanated above his body, and the Fang Tian painting halberd in his hand was also wrapped in a cloud of red energy, faintly carrying a burst of the coercion of the god of war.
Such fearlessness, the momentum of Megatron, is not something that any general can have.
Moreover, Lu Bu has the blessing of the power of the divine beast of the Great Han, so that his strength can compete with Wang Qian, otherwise, with Wang Qian's strength, Lu Bu is definitely not his opponent.
Wang Jian looked up at Lu Bu in the air, his brows furrowed, as a powerhouse in the imperial realm, he felt that the coercion exuded by Lu Bu made him a little uncomfortable.
But today's war is related to the survival of the Qin State, and he cannot afford to lose.
"Boom!"
The body shook, Wang Jian also burst out of a fierce aura, he cultivated an extremely rare secret method, the meridians of the whole body are connected, can exert the body's functions to a limit, whether it is speed and strength, will reach an unprecedented height.
Wang Jian is a military general with all-round comprehensive development, both weapons and his own strength.
"Is this going to fight to the death?" The soldiers on both sides couldn't help but get nervous when they looked at the generals who had entered their strongest state, and their eyes were firmly fixed on the two in the air, and they didn't dare to breathe loudly.
And Zhao Yun's side, with the help of his unique marksmanship, he gradually gained the upper hand after fighting with Na Mengwu for hundreds of rounds.
The other soldiers had already been mixed up with the Qin army, and he and Lu Bu took a different approach, he flew directly into the city, and moved while fighting with Namengwu, and the aftermath of the battle was full of potholes and broken walls.
That Meng Wu gritted his teeth when he saw it, but he was helpless, and under this mentality, it was undoubtedly very fatal to want to fight Zhao Zilong.
Zhao Yun danced with a silver dragon spear, and countless cold rays flew through the air, the person who was fighting, that was the Meng Wu who was slightly inferior to Meng Tian in the Meng family's army.
Meng Wu played with a gold-inlaid treasure sword, shirtless and armless, but he was also a rare Qin State warrior. In the face of Zhao Zilong's fierce and domineering marksmanship, the sword in his hand was vigorous, and the two would fight on the city wall, and in the blink of an eye, they had hit a city pass, and with another breath, the two fell into the street again.
But seeing that the two of them had mastered the law, the figures flashed charming eyes, the moves were fierce and deadly, and the Dao energy resounded one after another throughout Xinye City, the void shook, and the shouts of the other melee soldiers were intertwined, making this battle even more exciting.
By noon, the Qin army in Xinye City had obviously begun to retreat, but soon their follow-up troops were reinforced by Li Si and Zhao Gao, which made the battle situation in the entire Nanyang County even more tense and crucial.
"General Zhao, it's not good! The smoke and dust are rising in the distance, the sound of footsteps is constant, and the enemy's reinforcements are about to arrive at a certain time!" a lieutenant general entered the already chaotic Xinye City, and it was not easy to find Zhao Yun, who was fighting with Mengwu, and said in a rather nervous tone.
"Dang!"
Zhao Zilong swung his spear, separated the double knives of Meng Wu, and then turned back, and then fell to the lieutenant general, and said to him: "Pass my order, you lead a team of 10,000 people, find a good favorable terrain, and intercept them halfway!
The lieutenant immediately understood, clenched his fists and said, "Yes! General!"
"Hmph!
But Na Mengwu, as a general of the Qin army, also knew what Zhao Yun meant, although the current situation in Xinye City was very unfavorable to the Qin State.
Under the melee, almost half of Xinye City was occupied by the Han army, and the remaining Qin army was less than 30,000 people. 、
But Meng Wu carried the military soul of the Mengjia army, and refused to retreat easily, knowing that there were reinforcements to bring, and the fighting spirit broke out again, and he was bound to defend the last inch of Xinye City, waiting for the reinforcements to arrive, and then he could come to catch turtles in an urn, and the 100,000 Han army would definitely be wiped out here.
"Take your head first, and then destroy those Qin troops who came to send them to death!"
The aura on Zhao Yun's body skyrocketed again, and the whole person completely changed, he directly launched the martial spirit, blessed by powerful power, and truly entered the mode of integrating man and gun.
"Do you dare to fight me?"
Zhao Yun was wrapped in a white light, his body had more than doubled, and the silver dragon spear in his hand seemed to be spiritual, and he couldn't help but tremble, as if he couldn't help but fly out and kill the enemy.
Meng Wu saw Zhao Yun in such a form, his face was extremely solemn, he took out an elixir from the battle armor on his chest, and then stuffed it into his mouth, and then, a huge medicinal power burst out from his body and circulated all over his body.
His clothes began to burst, his muscles quickly became abnormally inflated, and when he opened his mouth to spit out, it was all red mist, and his eyes were bloodshot.
It can be felt that his strength has increased at this moment, and he is also going to fight to the death with Zhao Zilong, who is blessed by the power of divine beasts.
As long as he can drag until reinforcements arrive, then he will be the winner in the end.
"Boom!"
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(End of chapter)