In the age of cold weapons, a fight of 200,000 people was extremely terrifying, and the visual effects were thousands of times more terrifying than those seen in movies thousands of years later.

Anyone standing here would collapse to the ground and vomit just by looking at it.

Without weapons of mass destruction, the two sides could only fight hand-to-hand, densely packed and blocking out the sun...

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

For nearly twenty hours, neither side took a breath, it was so terrifying!

...

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

In a mountain of corpses, Yue Zhong was pale and seriously injured. He was protected by 10,000 remnant troops and was at the end of his strength.

After a day and night of fierce fighting, he was defeated.

At this moment, all around, the imperial court's dark troops were countless, their flags were majestic, and they were extremely oppressive.

"Report!"

"Yan Xizhi, take your place as ordered!"

"Report!"

"Sanyu, take your place as ordered!"

"Report!"

"I, the Eleventh Family, have been ordered to take up positions and seize the formation for His Majesty!"

The three parties roared and gathered here.

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

The loud roars caused the Allied Forces of the Aristocratic Family to scream in agony, and some even started to howl.

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

"Without reinforcements, Wang Fu won't be able to come."

"what to do?"

"Is God going to destroy my family?"

A sense of death enveloped the entire remnant army.

Yue Zhong's face turned pale and he wanted to boost his morale, but as soon as he raised his dry mouth, he couldn't make any sound.

At this time, Longqi opened a gap.

Zhou Jian was dressed in bloody clothes and bandaged, and he rode out alone. He was extremely heroic, and behind the horse was dragging a dozen bloody rebel generals!

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

This scene is extremely shocking!

Yue Zhong’s pupils dilated!

The faces of the entire remnant of the family suddenly turned pale, and despair filled each of their eyes.

Trembling: "General Yuan Lie, General Gongsun, General Cao..."

"All, all died in the battle?"

They couldn't believe it, they were silent, and their legs were weak.

At this moment, the last hope was dashed.

Seeing this, a cold and cruel smile appeared on Zhou Jian's lips.

"Yue Zhong, the dozen or so teams you sent out to ask for help were all intercepted and killed by me. The entire army was mangled with blood and flesh, and no one could escape!"

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

Yue Zhong was stiff, with regret, pain, fear, and paleness in his eyes...

Sudden.

He clenched his fists and yelled crazily: "My little emperor, I don't accept it, I don't accept it!"

"Family Eleven, if you dare to betray the alliance, your descendants will be liquidated in the future!"

"You will not end well if you take refuge in the emperor!"

His hair was disheveled and he was cursing like a madman.

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

"Not convinced?"

"If you don't accept it, just hold it in for me!"

"I ask you one last time, are you going to follow Yue Zhong and fight stubbornly and refuse to surrender?!" Zhou Jian roared, his voice louder and more imposing.

Rolling explosions rang in the ears of the 10,000 remnant troops.

Their faces turned pale and they gradually lost their will to fight.

Seeing Zhou Jian's attack on his heart, Yue Zhong's face changed in shock and he roared: "No surrender, no surrender!"

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

Hearing this, the three brothers Li Kui cursed loudly, like three butchers who fought fiercely all night and were covered in blood.

"Old man, you still dare to ignore His Majesty's decree and refuse to surrender!"

"You still have a damn hope!"

"Your Majesty, please decree, let us wipe out all the enemy troops!"

As soon as these words came out, the eyes of the troops from all directions turned cold, and they clenched their swords and prepared to charge.

In the center, there was a murderous atmosphere.

Now that the battle situation is basically clear, everyone wants to cut off Yue Zhong's head and get the first victory!

The enemy troops retreated in fear, holding their weapons tremblingly.

Zhou Jian could obviously easily surround and kill these people, but he didn't, and his reason prevented his men from asking for orders.

Everyone could only restrain their impulses and stare at the other side.
Chapter completed!