In front of a huge corpse pit.

There was a waterfall of blood, corpses were everywhere, it was extremely cruel, and its original appearance had long since disappeared.

Hundreds of rebels were huddled together for warmth, looking around nervously, and the knives they clenched were trembling.

"What, what should I do?"

"Our large army has been scattered, and now we are the only ones left here."

"General, what should we do?"

Hearing this, Zhang Liao, the leader of Xizhou's five good generals, had an ugly expression on his face and stared straight ahead.

"Zhang Liao, your army has been defeated miserably and is unable to recover. Are you sure you still want to fight stubbornly?" Wang Yu yelled. The tiger was terrifying and covered in blood. He had killed at least a thousand enemies in this war!

Zhang Liao looked at the battlefield where the Xizhou cavalry had been defeated like a mountain, and they were all slaughtered.

His eyes were blood red and he was extremely sad!

I never expected that failure would come so quickly.

"Your military advisor has been defeated by His Majesty and fled, leaving you to die. Are you sure you will continue to foolishly resist to the end?"

"Give you a chance, dismount and surrender, and I will protect you from death!" Wang Yu yelled again.

"Dream!!" Zhang Liao's wolf eyes flashed with determination and strength.

"Wang Yu, don't be too proud. Even if we lose, we will never surrender!"

"If anyone comes, I'll kill you!" he roared.

"Kill, kill, kill!!"

These hundreds of rebels were Zhang Liao's personal guards. Like him, they were brave and good at fighting, and they refused to surrender at the risk of their lives.

Seeing this, Wang Yu completely gave up on trying to persuade him to surrender. He held Fang Tian's painted halberd in his hand, raised his eyes, and shouted: "If you don't want to surrender, then go die with them."

"snort!"

Zhang Liao roared, extremely terrifying: "Even if you die in battle, I, Zhang Liao, will drag you with me!"

With that said, he was about to charge, but the right hand dragging the Qinglong Yanyue Sword was stained red with blood.

After fighting Wang Yu for hundreds of rounds, he was injured, but he still won the championship bravely. He is indeed a ruthless man.

"kill!!"

Both sides started shouting loudly again, with murderous intent, and a fierce battle was about to begin.

At the critical moment.

Zhou Jian's voice erupted, covering the scene.

"stop!!"

"With Zhuge Ming's head here, who dares to be so presumptuous?!"

Thumb thump thump...

The fierce horse galloped, and Zhou Jian's figure descended like a god.

boom!

He threw a human head casually, hitting the two armies heavily and rolling around.

When they stopped, all the rebels' eyes froze, and then they were horrified, like five thunders striking their heads!

"Army, military advisor!"

"It's the head of the military advisor!" The speaker's teeth were trembling, and he was indescribable shock.

"The military advisor is dead!" someone wailed.

"Impossible! How is it possible!!"

Hundreds of people were so excited that they seemed to be in a daze.

The commander-in-chief of an army was brutally beheaded, which was a devastating blow to that army.

Zhang Liao was shocked, all his murderous aura disappeared, and his face gradually turned pale.

"this......"

"this......"

Although Zhuge Ming was substandard in this battle, he was indeed a god in the eyes of the Xizhou cavalry, and now he was slaughtered by the emperor!

Their courage to fight against a trapped beast was instantly defeated.

"I'll wait to see your Majesty!"

"Long live your majesty!"

"Congratulations to your majesty for your power in killing the leader of the thieves!"

The dragon knights roared wildly and were extremely excited.

On the ruins of the battlefield, the morale of the two armies was extremely different.

Zhou Jian walked out as if he were surrounded by stars and the moon. The armies on both sides separated into a lane. He rode in slowly on horseback, his eyes cold and domineering.

Like a torch, he examines Zhang Liao, the rebel army who finally resisted.

"Hmph!" He snorted coldly: "Zhang Liao, Zhuge Ming is dead, you still want to fight stubbornly?"

Zhang Liao gritted his teeth and remained silent!

The battle-torn battlefield looked deathly silent!
Chapter completed!