In the era of cold weapons, the battle at the level of 200,000 people was extremely terrifying, and the visual effect was thousands of times more terrifying than that of movies thousands of years later.

Anyone who stands here, just one glance will collapse to the ground and vomit continuously.

Without large-scale weapons of destruction, both sides can only fight hand in hand, densely packed, covering the sky and the sun...

This battle lasted from late night to early morning, from early morning to noon, and then lasted until dusk!

It took nearly twenty hours, and both sides did not take a break, which was so terrifying!

......

At this moment, the setting sun is twilight, and the crows are croaking.

In a mountain of corpses, Yue Chong's face was pale and seriously injured. He was protected by ten thousand remaining troops in the middle. He was already at the end of his strength.

After a fierce battle day and night, he was defeated.

At this moment, there were countless black and black troops around the court, with huge flags and extremely depressing.

"Report!"

"Yan Xizhi, ordered to take his seat!"

"Report!"

"Chang Yu, please take your seat!"

"Report!"

"My eleventh family is ordered to take office and plunder the formation for Your Majesty!"

The three parties yelled and gathered here.

Although the losses were huge, they obviously had the last laugh!

The loud roars made the coalition forces of the aristocratic families complain, and some even began to cry.

"It's over, it's all over!" Someone's face turned pale.

"Without reinforcements, Wang Fu can't come."

"what to do?"

"Is God going to destroy my aristocratic family?"

A dead aura enveloped the entire remnant army.

Yue Chong's face was pale and wanted to inspire morale, but he just raised his dry mouth but couldn't make any sound.

At this time, the dragon cavalry split a gap.

Zhou Jian was wearing a bloody clothes and bandaged, and walked out alone, extremely brave, with more than a dozen bloody rebel generals dragging behind the war horse!

They were all captured by Wang Yu and others, and then dragged to death, vaguely flesh and blood.

This scene was extremely shocking!

Yue Chong's pupils are dilated!

The entire family's remaining troops suddenly turned pale, and despair filled each of their eyes.

He said tremblingly: "General Yuan Lie, General Gongsun, General Cao..."

"All, all died in battle?"

They were unbelievable, silent, and their legs were weak.

This time, the final hope was shattered.

Seeing this, a cold and cruel smile appeared on the corner of Zhou Jian's mouth.

"Yue Zhong, all the dozen teams you sent for help were intercepted and killed by me. The whole army was covered in blood and none of them could escape!"

"Now, what else do you want to say?"

Yue Chong is stiff, with regret, pain, fear, pale eyes...

Sudden.

He clenched his fists and roared wildly: "Emperor, I don't agree, I don't agree!"

"The eleventh family, you dare to betray the alliance, and your descendants will be liquidated in the future!"

"You will not end up defecting to the emperor!"

He disheveled his hair and cursed like a lunatic.

But what responded to him was the cold eyes of the three armies.

"Don't accept it?"

"If you don't agree, I'll hold it in my mind!"

"I'll ask you one last time, are you going to follow Yue Zhong and fight stubbornly and never surrender?!" Zhou Jian yelled louder, his voice louder and more powerful.

The rolling explosion sounded in the ears of ten thousand remaining troops.

They looked pale and gradually became unwilling to fight.

Seeing Zhou Jian attacking his heart, Yue Chong's face changed and he roared angrily: "Don't surrender, no surrender!"

"We still have hope, follow me to fight out!"

Upon hearing this, the three Li Kui brothers cursed, like three butchers, fighting fiercely overnight, covered in blood.

"Old man, you dare to ignore Your Majesty's imperial edict and refuse to surrender!"

"You have a shit hope!"

"Your Majesty, I will issue an order to wipe out the enemy's troops!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the army from all directions looked cold and they held their long sword tightly and prepared to charge.

At the center, there is a murderous aura.

The battle situation is basically clear now, and everyone wants to cut off Yue Zhong’s head and get the first merit!

The enemy retreated in fear and held the weapon and kept trembling.

Zhou Jian could easily surround and kill these people, but he did not, and reasonably stopped his subordinates from asking for help.

Everyone could only restrain their impulse and stare at the opposite side.
Chapter completed!