Those who collaborate with the enemy shall be killed!
Anyone who escapes from battle shall be killed!
"Didn't you say I couldn't kill you?"
"Aren't you the guardian of Jinan!?"
"Then if you die at the hands of the Huns, you deserve it!"
Ling Tian held up the seal in his hand, like the god of war, and also like the guardian god of the hunting ground in hell.
Here, he led a million-strong army from Zhongzhou to block all the retreat and escape routes of Zhao Wuliang's 600,000-strong army.
In front are the wolf-like and tiger-like Hungarian army, and behind are Lingtian's millions of lions.
The 600,000-strong army in Pingyao and Pingyang not only fought to the death against the Huns, but also fought against the Huns.
And no matter which one of the two choices you choose, it is the same as sending yourself to death.
"Ling Tian, you have such a cruel heart!"
Zhao Wuliang's eyes widened in anger, and his eyes were all blood red.
Ling Tian forced him into a desperate situation!
He was a majestic general who had been in charge of southern Hebei for hundreds of years, and the Zhao family had been in power for thousands of years. When had he ever thought that one day he would be killed in such an almost humiliating way?
"Am I cruel?"
"Now that we are facing a powerful foreign enemy, you, as a soldier of the Southern Tang Dynasty, will be wrapped in horse leather and will not give up even if you die. I am giving you a chance to leave your name in history. How could I be so cruel?"
"If you run away without fighting and are defeated thousands of miles away, countless cities are trampled by foreigners, and millions of warriors die miserably under the swords of foreigners, isn't that cruel?"
"Haha, Zhao Wuliang, accept your fate. If you still have a little bit of blood in human martial arts, then fight to the death with that alien race!"
"Or, you take action against me."
"How dare you!"
Ling Tian curled his lips, not killing people, but killing people's hearts.
"You, you!"
Zhao Wuliang's heart was broken. He pointed at Ling Tian, but was speechless.
"Hmph, Zhao Wuliang, you betrayed your trust and killed my little prince Bai Yu of Xianbei. Today, I want all of you humans to be buried with my prince!"
At this time, the waves like black waves from the north had surged in front of the Pingyao army.
Two huge Hungarian fighting kings gathered together in one place. In their true form, they were like two ghost birds in the night sky demanding their lives.
Two pairs of blood-red eyes, full of angry flames.
"No, it wasn't my people who killed him, it was him, Ling Tian who killed him!"
"He is the leader of the Dragon Gate of the human race and the most talented person in the human race. If you kill him, the Southern Tang Dynasty will be able to get it at your fingertips?"
"If not, you Huns will be wiped out by this person sooner or later!"
Zhao Wuliang, who was on top of the army, seemed to have thought of something. He quickly turned around and roared at the other Hungarian Dou Wang.
If the Huns don't kill him, this may be his only chance to survive.
"Brother, I have met that human race before, and he once admitted that he was the one who killed Prince Bai Yu!"
"Moreover, he is really strong. Now, he has such a huge army under his command. This fighting spirit is much stronger than the fighting spirit that Zhao Wuliang had before."
At this time, one of the two third-level fighting kings whispered.
"Humph, who cares who he is? My Xianbei tribe, Bai Yu, died at the hands of the human race. The other races will have to be wiped out to atone for their sins!"
"So what if he has an army of millions? In front of my 300,000 Hungarian warriors, he is just a country chicken and a dog, letting us slaughter him!"
"Warriors of the Xianbei tribe, raise the weapons in your hands and kill all the humans in front of you. Use their blood to wash away their filth. Kill!"
"Kill, kill all the humans!"
"kill!"
The Dou Wang roared angrily, not caring about the human army in front of him that was far superior to his own. He took it in his eyes, raised his giant stick, and led the army to charge down!
In an instant, the 300,000 Huns army, like a dark tsunami, crossed the peaks of the mountains in the north, like a savage beast bursting through a dike, killing the humans below.
Under the impact of this torrent, Pingyao City was like a small boat about to be impacted, teetering on the verge of collapse.
In Pingyao City, the millions of human warriors were all frightened.
Although there were human troops present at this time, the bloodshed and killings of the Huns made them fear from the bottom of their hearts.
For many years, in front of the Huns, most of the human race could only be treated as being bullied.
What's more, the 300,000 Huns in front of them are one of the eight king tribes.
The combat power is even more tyrannical!
Therefore, facing the Hungarian army that surged in like a wave, the human warriors in Pingyao City had lost all confidence.
Zhao Wuliang's 600,000-strong army bore the brunt of the Huns' attack.
The Huns, who were densely packed and like black strange birds, descended from the sky. When they first entered the battle formation of the 600,000-strong army, the human race was almost defenseless. In an instant, the defense line was defeated.
After the brutal torture by Ling Tian and the million-strong army, they had already lost all their fighting spirit.
Now, facing the cold weapons of the Huns, there is only death.
Looking at the patches of human warriors who were being chopped like leeks, many Zhongzhou warriors on the southern mountain range couldn't bear to watch any more.
Bu Feiyan flew over, stood behind Ling Tian, pursed his lips, and said, "General, why don't we take action? Isn't it a little too cruel to watch the human army being smashed like this?"
Behind him, Zhang Lianzi, Bu Xuanyin and others, although they did not speak, could see the unbearable expressions on their faces.
They couldn't understand Ling Tian's behavior of sitting on the sidelines.
"You think this is cruel, don't you?"
Ling Tian turned around, looked at Bu Feiyan, and asked lightly.
"Yes, we can rush down immediately and repel the Huns, right?" Bu Feiyan raised his eyebrows and looked directly into Ling Tian's eyes.
"Then let me ask you, if it is you, behind you are your relatives, your tribe, and your brothers and sisters in your sect, and in front of you are extremely vicious enemies. Even if you are not the opponent of those enemies,
How would you choose?"
Ling Tian looked at Bu Feiyan who was stunned in place with a cold face.
"I know you already have the answer, I can tell it for you.
You will never retreat. If you retreat, your relatives and tribesmen will die, so you can only fight to the death!"
"Then if these 600,000 soldiers with human blood regard the warriors in the city behind them as their relatives, and after Pingyao, the millions of humans in countless cities and sects in southern Hebei become their closest relatives, they will
We should fight to the death!”
"Is this still cruel?"
"They were tortured because they lost their faith and their fighting spirit! It was because they were weak!"
"You can't blame others!"
Bu Feiyan's eyes flickered, not daring to look at Ling Tian, and whispered: "But we could have..."
"Enough!"
Ling Tian glanced at Bu Feiyan and shouted loudly, making everyone behind him tremble.
"If any of you can't bear it, save all your anger for me and turn it into fighting spirit and fighting spirit!"
"Look at how these Hungarian beasts below are killing my human race. I will give you a chance in a moment!"
"Let you kill them all in one go to avenge our 600,000-strong army of human beings and the numerous human beings who have died after the Huns!"
