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"Kill the enemy for the Lord of Heaven, kill."
Immediately afterwards, the leading general roared and rushed towards Wenpin.
Putting aside everything else, this momentum can also scare people. Especially that slogan, Taoism is very popular in this era, and the Yellow Turban Uprising was related to Taoism.[
That urgent sound was like a lawful order, representing a kind of divine power. Wenpin's army, which had been tempered for thousands of years, was also composed of people. Although they were brave and good at fighting, they did not reach the realm of being invincible.
I am still a little afraid of Tianwei and the unknown.
After feeling the changes in the soldiers, Wenpin frowned, but there was nothing he could do to change it. This had reached a higher level, and it was not just a simple fight.
"kill."
The yellow-clad army quickly approached and they charged.
Although they were a little scared, the Wenpin soldiers would not stand and be hacked to death. They quickly launched a counterattack, "Kill." With a roar of killing, the soldiers were just like when they faced Yang Ren's army.
, raised the blade in his hand and slashed at the soldier in yellow in front.
But the result was a surprise.
The blade struck the opponent's body, but it had no effect.
Zhang Ye is an uncle in the Wenpin Army. He has been in the army for many years and is brave and good at fighting. He has experienced many wars, but never like this one.
The knife struck the opponent's chest, but there was no reaction at all. Zhang Ye's eyes almost bulged out, and he felt an unprecedented fear in his heart.
The other party showed a cruel smile, and his snow-white teeth were shining in the sun. "God is above me, I will not die." Then, the other party roared and rushed forward.
"Ah." Zhang Ye suddenly let out a scream, extremely frightened. But at the critical moment, his rich fighting experience saved Zhang Ye. He flew up and kicked over the yellow-clad soldier in front of him.
"Bang." The yellow-clad army fell to the ground and couldn't get up for a long time. But Zhang Ye couldn't rush up because he felt his legs were shaking. What kind of army is this?
Countless soldiers encountered this situation, some with less experience were chopped to the ground, and some, like Zhang Ye, kicked the opponent away, but did not dare to pursue them.
"Behead them, behead them." At the critical moment, Wenpin let out a loud roar.
In front of him, the corpses of several people were lying down. Wenpin did not encounter any obstacles. He habitually beheaded them when they were in close combat, and as a result, they were all killed.
But Wenpin also saw what happened to the nearby soldiers. He was shocked and yelled immediately.
But fear has been developed. Although Wenpin is a general and can lead troops well, the soldiers still cannot resist the fear of the unknown.
No one dares to fight.[
"Retreat." Wenpin roared several times, but found that it had no effect. Instead, many soldiers died on the spot. Although his eyes were splitting, he was extremely sane and roared loudly before retreating.
"Withdraw." The soldiers, who were in great fear, suddenly retreated as if they had been granted amnesty.
"Pursuit." The general of the Yellow Army laughed loudly and launched a pursuit.
"Hahahaha." Zhang Wei let out a hearty laugh, "No matter how famous your literary talent is, you will still be defeated by our yellow-clad army."
Immediately afterwards, Zhang Wei couldn't wait to declare victory.
"Shangyong belongs to my brother." Zhang Wei took a deep breath, spread his arms, and shouted.
Next to him, Yan Pu was smiling, with long sleeves fluttering, and he was calm and composed, giving him a bit of a strategist's demeanor.