"you!"

"No!!" Senggeqin let out the most horrifying shout in his life, hoarsely, but this could not stop anything.

puff......

As blood splattered in the sky, his head slammed into the ground, and his eyes were wide open until his death, filled with fear.

Seeing this, the coalition forces burst into deafening cheers and roars.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

"Majesty!"

"The enemy bishop is dead, brothers, kill me!" The coalition forces with soaring morale burst out with amazing combat power in the narrow space.

Boom!

The enemy camp was instantly destroyed, with countless casualties.

The believers and soldiers were all stupid. After fighting for so long, didn’t the coalition forces know how tired? Until the next second, they knew why.

"Then, what is that..." Someone's teeth trembled and his eyes were frightened.

"The bishop's head!"

"What?"

"Master Bishop!" A trumpet let out a mourn, his eyes were red, and he immediately roared, wanting to take revenge and take back the head.

But after Senggeqin's death, the army of believers lost all morale and showed signs of collapse.

puff!

A spear passed through the battlefield and stabbed three brown-red monk robes to death in a row. It was so terrifying. Zhou Jian was taking action. He galloped on his horse and swung across the road.

Senggeqin's head hung on the spear in his hand.

"The thief leader is dead, the general situation is settled!"

"Brothers of the coalition forces, follow me!"

"Yes!!" The coalition yelled, and the senior leaders of various tribes fought bravely to coordinate the bottom line.

Bang!

Boom...

Knock... After a loud bang, the army of believers collapsed completely, and countless deserters were killed, even those who stayed were not interested in fighting again.

Those who did evil trumpets were crazy, but under the turmoil of the unstoppable army, they all turned into cannon fodder.

Puff!

"Ah!" Their screams cut through the sky and were stabbed into a plug by the coalition forces, or were dragged to death by the senior officials of various tribes on the battlefield with war horses.

Often, a tribe's senior management drags a dozen trumpets behind him, one is to vent his anger and the other is to demonstrate!

Zhou Jian didn't care. Dunhuang did too much evil on this land and too deep.

An hour later, the army of believers in front of the Indigenous Mountains had been killed in pieces, and only some were still fighting. At least half of the believers' army was disintegrated, and some of the stubborn protesters fled back to the Indigenous Mountains. Where there was a dangerous terrain, they were the only chance.

But they underestimated Zhou Jian's plan. Even if Muhar was not there, they would have surrounded him from three sides. Under the belief of winning, the war quickly ignited the indigenous mountains.

The corpse went from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain, and the army of believers was killed in blood.

A large number of loudspeakers even began to take off their clothes and run for life, but their bald heads became the most conspicuous existence. The army of believers could let them escape, but after all, they could not be killed.

But the speakers must be left behind!

I don’t know how long it took, but Zhou Jian kicked the Dunhuang banner on the top of the indigenous mountain and fell off the mountain.

"Come on, hang up Senggeqin's head on me!"

"Send troops to block this place and capture all the Dunhuang horns that fled and hidden!" He shouted loudly, full of energy, black hair dyed blood, and many wounds on his body, but he didn't feel it.

"Yes!" Everyone clasped their fists heavily.

Then Senggeqin's head was hung high on the indigenous mountain, extremely conspicuous, and blood was even ticking down.
Chapter completed!