Zhou Jian stepped on his head and shouted to the sky: "Who else can come down and fight!"

The sound is shocking and powerful.

"Your Majesty is mighty!"

"Those who block our coalition forces will be killed without mercy!" The roars one after another shattered, shattering the sky.

In Dunhuang City, everyone changes color, shame, anger, and fear.

A group of monks and leaders gathered together to deal with the public and business. If they did not save face, the morale of the monk soldiers in the entire Dunhuang City would plummet, and it is probably their only chance to kill Zhou Jian, a confidant.

So, after some discussion, they sent the best among the monk soldiers.

Some of them use hidden weapons, some use spears, and even use long whips to be proficient in them, who are not easy to deal with. They go out of the city one after another, and sometimes two or three people will be together.

But without exception, these people became the dead souls under Zhou Jian's sword. He killed more than 20 monk soldiers from Dunhuang in just two hours with his own strength!

There were corpses and blood spilled over the desert.

Boom!

With the last turmoil, a body was thrown off the horse by Zhou Jian.

"Bah!" He spit out a mouthful of blood, then wiped the blood on his face, rolling black hair, and looked at the city wall with a domineering look.

There was a riot in Dunhuang City.

"ah!"

"Master Zhenguo died in battle!"

"This, who else can beat the Great Zhou emperor?" A panic sound came everywhere, and no one dared to fight again.

"The Emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty is exhausted. Who else can go down to fight?" You Laba asked angrily and excitedly.

Suddenly, no one spoke anymore and they retreated one after another.

This made the Dunhuang senior officials furious: "A bunch of waste!"

"Who else can come down together!" Zhou Jian spoke again at this time. Although he was tired, he became more and more excited as he killed him.

"Come down together!" The 100,000 coalition forces shouted, with a rainbow of momentum, looking down on everything.

Morale was crushed in a straight line, and Dunhuang City had no courage to scold.

Seeing this, the Dunhuang senior officials were furious and their faces turned pale, as if they were in a hurry. Someone suddenly used a cold arrow and pulled a bow and arrow in the corner of the city wall.

"Great Zhou Emperor, go to die!" When the angry voice sounded, the arrow had already dropped out of his hand, making a harsh sound in the air, pointing directly at Zhou Jian's throat at a terrifying speed.

"Your Majesty, be careful!"

"Despicable villain!" Du Ye, She Ye, Cha Yue and other generals were furious and wanted to rescue him, but they were a little out of reach.

Although Zhou Jian was very tired after the wheel battle, he stood in front of the formation and never lowered his vigilance.

"Hmph!" He snorted heavily, slashed the arrow with a horizontal knife, and accurately cut off the arrow.

"You can try my arrow too!" He shouted, bent his bow and pulled the arrow, and he did it in one go, as fast as lightning, aiming directly at the guy who fired the cold arrow on the city wall.

call out!

The arrows go upstream, and the strength is not enough.

"Be careful!" Shields rose everywhere on the city wall, trying their best to protect the trumpet.

Bang!
Chapter completed!