Chapter 1132: Those who have passed the stick, kill
Whoosh!
The figures of Ling Tian, Jizhou Hou and others walked out of the formation.
Bu Feiyan looked around cautiously, but found that they were already in the Chinese army's formation that had been constructed.
All around were human armies, including Li Qingcheng, Cui Zhan and other generals.
"father!"
Pei Tianqing exclaimed and rushed out of the crowd. Looking at Pei Renji's injuries and empty eyes, his whole body was shaking with anger.
"Dad, what's going on? They, they blinded you?"
Pei Tianqing looked into Pei Renji's eyes and said.
"Haha, it doesn't matter, it's just a pair of eyes!"
Pei Renji smiled sarcastically and didn't care at all.
"Damn it, the Huns are too arrogant and torture me like this, the Marquis of Southern Tang Dynasty!"
Li Qingcheng clenched the sword in his hand and said angrily.
The others were also filled with shame and anger, and their fighting spirit was raging.
"General, what's going on inside? How many Hungarian troops are there? Will they come out?"
Cui Zhan asked with a cold face.
"There are not as many as expected. There are nearly two million Huns. Moreover, only one million of them are elites of the Qiangjie tribe. The rest are ordinary Huns warriors."
Ling Tian held the hilt of the sword and suddenly smiled: "As for whether they will come out, I think they will!"
"What, only one million tribal elites?"
Li Qingcheng frowned and said doubtfully: "No, isn't it the four tribes of the Huns that invaded Northern Hebei together? Why are there so few barbarians left now?"
"It's true that the four tribes plus some ordinary barbarian armies broke through my defense line. The Hungarian army was close to tens of millions. Ling Tian, did you read that correctly? There are only two million Huns under Fengtian City?"
When the Marquis of Jizhou heard this, his expression also changed.
"Well, that's all." Ling Tian nodded.
"No, this is strange. When the Huns broke into our Fengtian City half a month ago, there were almost six million Huns. At that time, the armies of the Dangxiang and Jinzhen tribes were still there!"
The Marquis of Jizhou was a little panicked and said, "Be careful and beware of the Huns' tricks!"
When the others heard this, their expressions also darkened.
The six million Huns, with such a powerful force, would never be able to take on them if they really had to face it.
"Don't worry, Mr. Hou, I can make arrangements freely."
"You take the Marquis down to heal his injuries first, and we are ready to fight!"
Ling Tian turned around and looked in the direction of Fengtian City.
Above the mountains, black waves gradually rippled.
"The Huns are here?"
All the generals also looked over, and sure enough they found that deep roars were coming from the mountains in the direction of Fengtian City.
It seemed that the Hungarian army was very angry.
"Beat the drums and prepare to meet the enemy!"
Cui Zhan shouted loudly, and among the millions of troops, war drums and horns sounded at the same time. In an instant, a solemn atmosphere spread throughout the entire army.
"Hmph, the central army will not move, the left and right armies will cover, and the forward army will be dispatched to block the first charge of the Huns for me!"
Ling Tian also shouted loudly, and in an instant, the huge war machine was running. From the sky, it looked like a huge millstone.
And that giant tree that reached the sky, as a form of fighting spirit, also took the form of the army.
Receiving this blessing of fighting spirit, the combat power of everyone in the army skyrocketed.
Ling Tian took the lead and led his generals forward. Cui Zhan even led the vanguard corps to build a line of defense in front of the army.
Above the defense line, there are all warriors armed with swords, shields and spears. Their defense is the first barrier to the army.
Li Qingcheng and An Ran, with their armies on the left and right, were cruising around, ready to attack at any time.
In fact, Ling Tian's formation was derived from the Wild Goose Wing Formation, and it is the best choice for both offense and defense.
Ling Tian led the trio of beheaders and flew to the front of the army. Behind him were Pei Tianqing, Qin Shaoyang, Zhang Kaifeng and other fierce generals holding weapons and blades, leading the vanguard army.
These people are all close combat warriors, perfect for charging.
Soon, the mighty army of the Huns appeared in front of everyone. Two million people, densely packed and covering the sky. The mere momentum made everyone feel an unprecedented pressure.
This battle is more difficult than before.
The Qiangjie tribe is also ranked fifth among the eight tribes, far from being comparable to Xianbei.
With millions of elites, their combat power is even higher than that of Xianbei, and they are more numerous.
The armies of the two tribes faced each other in front of the battle formation.
Compared with the heavy formations of the human race, the Huns seemed a bit casual, united together, and looked like they were ready to charge directly at any time.
Above the Hungarian battle formation, the powerful Hungarian warriors at the Douwang level were all hanging high in the sky, numbering in the hundreds!
There are so many powerful warriors who are comparable to the Yuanshen realm, far surpassing Ling Tian's side.
"General, the army is ready, give the order!"
From behind, Cui Zhan shouted loudly.
Before the formation, Ling Tian directly drew out the Hellfire Stick from behind. On the stick, black fire surged, and Lao Hou flew out, roaring towards the sky.
Whoosh!
The Hellfire Stick came out of his hand directly, like an arrow, shooting straight at the Hungarian army.
All the Huns were shocked and subconsciously dodged.
But in the end, the Hellfire Stick cracked directly into the land ten thousand meters away in front of the Huns' formation.
"Any Xiong who crosses this stick will be killed without mercy!"
Ling Tian was in front, suspended in the middle of the armies of the two tribes, and shouted in a deep voice.
Anyone who passes the stick will be killed.
A short sentence, but full of domineering power.
Even though Ling Tian was the only one in front of the large army, a group of Hun warriors were still forced by this momentum.
This human race is really arrogant.
Is it possible that you still want to defeat their two million army out of these one million?
"Damn it, Qiang Jie warriors, crush these human ants for me and kill them!"
The fourth-level fighting king of the Qiangjie tribe did not appear at this time, but under the angry roar of the general of the third-level fighting king of his tribe, the Hungarian army directly covered and killed him.
With the force of water overflowing rivers and mountains, it surges down.
Ling Tian hovered there and witnessed countless Huns crossing the Hell Flame Stick, but they remained motionless.
"kill!"
Pei Tianqing's pair of blue crystals burst into blue flames, his hammers shook, and he charged forward.
His anger had already reached its extreme.
The Marquis of Jizhou was blinded and tortured. He wanted to kill all the Huns to vent his anger.
Under the leadership of Pei Tianqing, the charging army was not afraid of death and swallowed thousands of miles.
For a moment, the two armies met and the fighting was overwhelming. In an instant, there were roars and wails from the Hungarian and human warriors. The war was cruel.
At this moment, Ling Tian's army finally suffered some casualties.
Pei Tianqing was like a fierce tiger, his hammers were like the wind. Wherever he passed, pieces of Hun generals were killed.
"Human general, you are seeking death!"
There was a second-level fighting king who immediately became furious and started to kill Pei Tianqing.
But as soon as he finished speaking, Pei Tianqing laughed ferociously, shook the sledgehammer, and blasted it out.
The sledgehammer containing terrifying vitality was shot out like a cannonball. The harsh sound of breaking through the air shook people's eardrums, and the bright blue light was as dazzling as the sun.
Bang!!
This hammer was so fast that no one had time to react. A huge hole exploded in the chest of the first-level fighting king. His body flew out, and the shock wave vibrated with the pair of war hammers. Wherever it passed, there was another blast.
Killed countless Huns.
Dead?
Is this dead?
On the battlefield, the Hungarian warriors who witnessed this scene were all terrified, as if a stone was blocking their throats, preventing them from making any sound.
This group of human warriors are as strong as devils.
