Yang Daozongling stood in the air, and could still see Ji Zhantian leading countless black-patterned dragon scale cavalry, roaring across and killing countless Daxin soldiers.
At this time, Daxin soldiers were completely defeated. All the soldiers were completely in chaos, although there were still many centurions, commanders, generals, etc., constantly dispatching and controlling the soldiers.
However, no one can stop the spread of fear after the city breaks. This is not only the fear of death, but also a fear of powerless struggle.
Death is not terrible, what is terrible is that when facing death, there is no power to resist.
Yang Daozong's heart was ashamed. Behind the Binhe City, it went straight to Longdu. It was almost flat and there was no danger at all. But even if there was natural danger, the Binhe City was the best example. The peaks were pushed down and the river was filled.
.
Yang Daozong looked around the Binhe City and now there are only a few urban areas, which are talented to resist. That is, the city area guarded by Yang Jingzong, who has the Sky Sword, Hu Yanzheng, who has the newly-owned Qianshuang Sword, and the Hu family army, as well as the Daxin Six Beasts Knights.
Guarded area.
The soldiers of the Great Zhou and the soldiers of the Great Xin stage stages in the riverside city, and the scene of escaping and escaping. Blood and fire mercilessly blend together, drawing a tragic picture.
The person who painted this painting was the fierce wolf army of the Great Zhou Dynasty. The blood was the blood of the Daxin soldiers, and the fire was the fire of war burning in the Daxin territory.
Mountains and rivers are broken, and cities are destroyed.
"Kill me, don't let go of any one. Kill them all, burn them all, destroy everything in Binhe City for me, let the Daxin and the Untouchables see it. This is the end of resisting me." Ji Xiaotian's cold voice came from
From the rear of the Great Zhou soldiers.
"Kill!" Yang Daozong clenched his steel teeth, and the corners of his eyes burst, and wisps of blood flowed down from the corners of his eyes. From the gaps between his teeth and from the depths of his heart, the word "kill" roared out.
In an instant, he seemed to have been injured by a wild beast, and his body moved and he was about to kill the Central Army camp of the Zhou Dynasty. He knew that Ji Xiaotian must be laughing proudly there.
"Brother..." Yang Jingzong, holding the Sky-Slaying Sword in his hand and was covered in blood, flew up in the sky and shouted loudly.
"Emperor..." Hu Yanzheng waved Qianshuang Sword and rushed towards him quickly.
"Retreat." The two of them knelt in front of Yang Daozong and roared in a low voice.
"The mountains and rivers are broken, and the country is about to perish. Gu Ding and Ji Xiaotian are shattered together." Yang Daozong said with two blood lines hanging on his face, like a ghost.
"Your Majesty, keep the green mountains here, and you are not afraid of burning firewood. The great letter... still hope." Hu Yanzheng said tragically, but he was extremely firm.
"Hope? Where is the hope?" Yang Daozong was stunned, looked down at Hu Yanzheng and asked anxiously.
He seemed to have grabbed a life-saving straw, temporarily forgot the screams of his soldiers below and the blood sprayed.
"Brother, he...Subei, as long as we find him, Daxin... will have hope." Yang Jingzong said slowly.
"Subei? Hehe..." Yang Daozong smiled miserably, and his body shook weakly.
"Father..." Yang Qingzong also flew in the sky, covered in blood, his armor broke everywhere, revealing the dense wounds on his body.
When Yang Daozong saw his son, his eyes eased. Yang Jingzong and Yang Qingzong were all his close relatives, and Hu Yanzheng, who was kneeling at the moment, had devoted all his family's strength to the battlefield.
Hu Yanba was killed in battle, and Hu Yan was seriously injured and became a living dead... Hu Yan's family suffered heavy losses, but they did not give up on him.
"Okay, I will definitely find the brothers in northern Jiangsu to help me restore the great faith country." Yang Daozong said in a deep voice.
His family, his best soldiers, have not abandoned him, so how can he abandon himself?
"Retreat." Yang Daozong's eyes were revitalized and he shouted decisively.
If you lose a city or a land, you will eventually be taken back.
Boom, Yang Daozong and three men descended into the city below. The three magical artifacts immediately showed their power, killing and protecting the soldiers who had traveled for more than a thousand miles to retreat.
Three magical artifacts, which are vertical and horizontal, are unstoppable, and even the strongest in the Great Zhou Dynasty, is the Black-Seeded Dragon Scale Cavalry. One assassination came out, and one person was killed and injured. One sword fell into the sky, and it was slashed countless times in an instant.
The soldiers of the Great Zhou Dynasty.
The beast rider rolls. Although the Great Saturday beast rider loses most of the losses, its combat power becomes stronger and stronger. Only by experiencing blood and fire can you truly grow up.
Wei Zhentian held the sword and destroyed the Zhentian Thunder Beast King, killing and protecting one soldier to retreat. The other five people also led their own beast cavalry to kill, and the human and beast cooperated, staring with blood-red eyes, and slashing to death.
kill.
Retreat is not the same as escape, nor is it the same as defeat.
Of course, the Binhe City was completely in chaos at this time. Although Yang Daozong and the blessing of three magical artifacts and the rushing of the six beasts of Daxin, it was still possible to ensure that more than half of the soldiers evacuated in an orderly manner.
However, with the orderly evacuation of more than half of the soldiers, the remaining half of the soldiers suddenly started to roar high. With the fierce roar of the soldiers, they finally began to fight back like the Six Beasts Riders.
Counterattack will die, and if you don’t fight back, you will die even more. However, if you counterattack, you can guarantee that the lucky comrades will not die, and as the army retreats to the next city.
Behind the Riverside City is Huohuang City. The two cities are 100,000 miles apart.
The war in Binhe City has always been critical, so Yang Daozong naturally ordered to strengthen the defense of Huohuang City, and at all costs, huge military supplies were piled up in Huohuang City.
As long as Binhe City is broken, Yang Daozong can lead his army to retreat to Huohuang City at any time and fight again. Of course, when Binhe City is not broken, Huohuang City is the place where military supplies are accumulated in the rear.
Kill and kill!
Endless killings continued to take place, and Daxin's retreat finally began to stabilize. The pursuing Dazhou army had pulled out too long and its troops were slightly dispersed. Therefore, Daxin's soldiers were under pressure.
Gradually decrease.
Ji Zhantian sat steadily on the black-patterned dragon-scattered beast king, killing everywhere, and no one could defeat the battle axe. With one axe, hundreds of heads flew up.
Blood flowed into a river and corpses were everywhere.
It is tragic, and thousands of miles of land are like picturesque, but it is stained with blood.
"kill."
"kill."
"kill!"
Yang Daozong, Yang Jingzong, and Hu Yanzheng all shouted loudly, urging their magical artifacts in their hands.
The Heavenly Fire Sword first soared into the sky, and the flames on the body of the Battle Spirit Beast also turned black again. This is, Tianyan, the Spirit-Destroying Strike. The Heavenly Sword and Qianfrost Sword have endless murderous aura and are directly used to their original body.
Kill Xiang Ji Zhantian.
"Hmm?" Ji Zhantian's heart was shaking, and he felt a chill all over his body, and his heart was thrilled.
"Roar."
In an instant, Ji Zhantian saw the three magical weapons killing them at the same time, and the target naturally needs no further explanation. It was clearly coming to him.
It was too late to avoid it. When Ji Zhantian had a sense of self-knowledge, and he could not bear the power of the three artifacts. At the same time, Ji Zhantian looked around for a while.
Suddenly, Sergeant Daxin had already escaped far in front of him. Beside him were his hundred black-patterned dragon scale cavalry guards. At this time, the one hundred people were protecting him.
On both sides, the black-patterned dragon-scattered beasts were activated and chased.
"Protect the General." At the same time, the captain of the guard also noticed something was wrong and immediately roared.
However, it was obvious that they were not as good as they wanted to return to Ji Zhantian. However, at this moment, Ji Zhantian's eyes suddenly became cold, and his big hand instantly grabbed the air.
A huge hand of energy grabbed ten personal guards, and together with the black-patterned dragon scale cavalry that was sitting down, they were instantly thrown away by Ji Zhantian against the Tianyan Sword that was killed.
Next time, he caught another twenty personal guards and threw them out. The natural targets were Qianfrost Sword and Tianshou Sword.
In an instant, the remaining seventy guards were stunned, and their eyes were filled with horror and incredible expressions. They were Ji Zhantian's guards. If they were on the battlefield, they would be killed by the enemy.
They are nothing wrong.
However, Ji Zhantian is now using their bodies to block the killing attack for his own life.
However, the power of the artifact was no longer able to resist the bodies of ten beasts. In an instant, the thirty people who were incredibly shocked came a terrifying hum.
The flesh and blood were thrown away, and Yang Daozong and the other two took all their strength to attack. The violent artifact power instantly tore the bodies of the thirty people and the thirty black-patterned dragon-scattered beasts.
"You are my personal guards of Ji Zhantian, so you should die for me. After you die, you will be given ten times the pension to your family." Ji Zhantian's eyes flashed, and naturally he also saw the expressions of the personal guards.
, Suddenly, he snorted coldly and shouted loudly.
The next moment, another thirty guards were arrested by him and thrown out.
“Ah…no…”
Unable to stop it, a bloody rain fell in the sky again. The bloody rain after Ji Zhantian's personal guard died was poured heavily on the remaining forty guards.
The captain of the guard was stunned and let the blood and blood fall on him, his heart was cold.
Ji Zhantian's eyes flashed, and the original artifact had already hit him. Even if he wanted to grab his personal guard to block the knife for him, it would be too late.
Boom, the nine-tone bell appeared in the void instantly, blocking Ji Zhantian hard. At the same time, Ji Xiaotian's roar was also heard.
Ji Zhantian is not only the absolute commander of the Great Zhou, but also his brother, Prince of the Great Zhou. If Ji Zhantian dies, Ji Xiaotian will not only lose an irreparable general, but it also means that
In this war, Ji's first person died.
This is a loss that Ji Xiaotian cannot bear.
Boom, the sky and the earth change color, the void trembles. Everything happens in lightning time, with rabbits rising and falling, which is dazzling.
The Tianyan Sword hit the Jiuyin Bell hard, and with a blow from the spirit, it immediately knocked the Jiuyin Bell away and hit Ji Zhantian's chest heavily.
Suddenly, Ji Zhantian roared, his armor shattered, his chest sank, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. Wanjun's battle axe could no longer grasp it and fell to the ground with a bang.
The black flames generated by the spirit-destroying strike instantly passed by Ji Zhantian's mount. Suddenly, the black-patterned dragon-scale beast king shouted and turned into ashes.
At the same time, the Tianzhang Sword and Qianshuang Knife who were killed at the same time came to kill him. Although he missed Ji Zhantian's body, he stabbed heavily on his battle axe, and the battle axe instantly broke and turned into
The violent fragments shot in the sky killed a large number of black-patterned dragon scales.
"withdraw."
The opportunity was lost, Yang Daozong made a quick decision and shouted.