When leaving the city, Zhao Yun even looked back at the Prison of Misery.
Now, he should understand the significance of this prison... It is so close to the border between the two countries, and it has its own reasons. If there is a war, it is easy to send prisoners to the battlefield, and most of them will use special methods to control them.
They are called death squads. To put it nicely... their merits make up for their faults, but in reality... they are all cannon fodder.
Waste utilization.
The ruler's stance is to make your death worthwhile.
However, not every serious prisoner imprisoned in the prison is guilty.
Just like Feng Wu’s elder brother.
As a former soldier, it is understandable that he went to the battlefield to protect his family and country.
However, the meaning of going from prison to the battlefield is different. Even if he died fighting for the country, he could not erase the crimes he committed during his lifetime. Even if he died, he would still be a prisoner and no one would remember him. Even if he died in Daxia's merit book, he would still be a prisoner.
His name will not be there, but instead, his name... will be engraved with the mark of a criminal.
This is just one of them.
God knows how many of the felons in prison were unjustly convicted.
"Ji people have their own destiny."
Zhao Yun said, and he told Feng Wu that the girl beside him was so quiet that her delicate body could not help but tremble. The ominous premonition finally came true.
Zhao Yun said no more and took a deep breath.
To be fair, rescuing people from the battlefield... is much more difficult than rescuing people from prison. First of all, you need to know where Feng Wu's brother is. The two countries have obviously started a war, and the battle is quite large. It is not easy to find him.
Since it is a war, someone will die every moment. If you delay for a second longer, you may find a dead body.
Not to mention, he was dragged into the battlefield as cannon fodder.
In this way, the possibility of survival is almost zero.
kill!
The further east you go, the clearer you can hear the shouts of death.
Zhao Yun stood there and looked with all his eyes. Night had fallen. What he saw was the firelight filling the sky and the bloody smoke rising into the sky. He didn't know if anyone from the Tianwu Realm was participating in the battle.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
The wind god roars, and the sky is full of rainbows.
There were mounts, soldiers, casual cultivators, and people from the Tianzong. He saw Old Xuandao and the fat old man, and even the purple-haired child was among them.
Looking down at the earth again, there are also war horses galloping.
As he expected, the troops from the nearby ancient city were all pulled over. They could see Han Yan and the Lord of Chiyang City, but not their precious son. This point almost made him realize what he was doing with the Lord of Qingfeng City.
At least Qingyao went to the battlefield.
The tiger father has no dogs and daughters, and women are not inferior to men.
Gua!
When they reached the void, Dapeng screamed.
It returned to the spirit world, and Zhao Yun and Feng Wu used the speed talisman.
period.
Feng Wu looked at Zhao Yun more than once, her eyes full of hope.
Her meaning, Zhao Yun understood from reading it, was that she wanted him to activate Tianwu's momentum after arriving on the battlefield. If Tianwu realm participated in the war, the two countries would probably stop fighting. In this way, she would just look for them one by one. If everything goes well,
, as long as Zhao Yun says a word, her brother will be sent to him.
Zhao Yun did not answer.
This girl must be too worried, maybe too impatient.
As a result, he lost the wisdom he should have.
This is a war. The troops invested by the two countries must not be less than a hundred thousand. Fully half of the hundreds of thousands of martial arts cultivators are in the Xuanyang realm, including Ksitigarbha and Quantian, and even...maybe some in the Tianwu realm.
In such a scene, the pirated Tianwu momentum... is not easy to use.
Even if the enemy has a person with open eyes, he will be able to see through his identity. At that time, not to mention saving people, a big wave will come over and kill all the scum. From the moment the border is in crisis, he is no longer in his control.
Yes.
"I try my best."
After a long time, Zhao Yun replied and gave Feng Wu a stack of talismans. Some were escaping, some were defending themselves, and some were fighting. Once they entered the battlefield, they were wandering in front of the gate of hell. Not to mention the two of them, the earth
Even a fat old man hiding at the top of his game can hardly save his life.
"Thank you."
Feng Wu expressed her gratitude and speeded up.
Zhao Yun is not slow either, and his fighting spirit is burning like fire.
Every man is responsible for the rise and fall of a country.
He was also a citizen of Daxia. Putting aside their personal grudges for the time being, that was what they should do. They rushed to the battlefield, not only to find people, but also to rush to the border to help.
When the two of them settled down again, they were already at the top of a small hill.
Looking around, the darkness below is vast, with Da Xia on one side and Da Yuan on the other. Ancient chariots, roaring horses, and mounts on land are galloping back and forth. I don’t know how long the melee has been. Accompanied by the sounds of war drums and horns, soldiers are fighting against each other.
Soldiers and generals are fighting fiercely on the bloody battlefield.
The earth is at war, and the sky is at war too.
Daxia has an air force, and so does the Great Yuan Dynasty. Goshawks, blood eagles, blood eagles, cloud cranes... all flying mounts that can be named are available. Every moment, there are mounts falling; every moment, there are also
The mounts flew into the sky, the battle was fierce, the names of people were like straw, and the blood dyed the sky and the earth red.
"Is there a large-scale group fight?"
At this moment, not to mention Feng Wu, even Zhao Yun turned pale. It is true that he had killed people before, but he could not stand up to this big scene. The murderous aura, the evil aura... Even every shout of killing shook his heart.
soul.
Or else... everyone who has been on the battlefield is ruthless.
Those who can survive on the battlefield...are even more ruthless.
This is not a war, it is clearly a killing field.
"There is a celestial eye." Moon God reminded.
I was afraid that Zhao Yun would be stubborn and show off his Tianwu aura to bluff people.
With such a battle, and the strength of the two countries' troops, even a Heavenly Martial Realm might not be able to hold it down. No matter how powerful one person is, he can't defeat thousands of troops. The unparalleled King of Yin Yue at that time was a bloody example.
"clear."
Zhao Yun picked up the Long Yuan Sword.
The phoenix danced without saying a word...and couldn't wait to go down the mountain.
Zhao Yun follows him everywhere like a shadow.
In no particular order, there were Daxia reinforcements all over the mountains and plains, and a large group of them rushed out from the mountains and forests. In addition, there were mounts one after another, which had passed over the mountains and rushed to the aid of the Daxia Air Force.
Uh...!
Entering the battlefield, Zhao Yun groaned.
When I went to the battlefield for the first time, I was so shocked that I couldn't even keep my feet steady. I couldn't tell the difference between east, west and north. All I could see was the silhouettes of people fighting. The blood covered my vision at dusk, and I couldn't even see through it. It was just because the evil spirit was too strong and weakened me.
His eyesight was blurred, and Feng Wu beside him was not much better, his face turned pale.
"Be careful with crossbows."
I don't know who screamed.
Zhao Yun subconsciously raised his eyes and could see streaks of black light coming from the sky. To be precise, they were strong crossbow spears. Each rod was covered with explosive talismans. They flew across the sky and shot into extraordinary shapes.
Far away, they are fighting reinforcements.
"Get away."
Some veterans shouted violently, knowing that the thing was very fierce.
There was no need for him to say that Daxia's reinforcements, including Zhao Yun and Feng Wu, were all far outnumbered. Dayuan's strong crossbows were famous for their ferocity, and they had already heard of them.
Buzz! Buzz!
Powerful crossbows rained down from the sky and stuck diagonally on the ground. Then, they exploded one after another, carrying lightning. There were poisonous needles hidden in each explosive talisman. In addition,
There is also a terrible poisonous fog.
puff!
Zhao Yun spurted blood and was blown away all the way.
When I got up, I was faced with flying needles as thin as cow hair.
Phew! Phew!
Bloody light was everywhere, and Daxia's reinforcements were filled with empty areas. The figures were blown up all over the sky, and those who could not hide... Even those at the peak of Xuanyang suffered a big loss, and those with weak cultivation were killed on the spot.
The battlefield was shattered, with broken limbs and arms, and even worse... even the corpses were left behind, blown into a ball of blood mist, and those who could still stand were mostly left there... swaying.
They were all shocked.
There are also quite a few... who were poisoned by the poisonous needles caused by the explosion.
After suffering this batch of attacks, if you can survive...you will be lucky.
"What a domineering crossbow."
Zhao Yun was half-kneeling on the ground, shaking his head hard, coughing blood violently, and his ears were buzzing. With this thing around, it would be uncomfortable even for the Ksitigarbha at the peak. If there were enough, even the Quasi-Heaven Realm could be blown up, because
The level of this explosive talisman was really frightening. Just now, he saw with his own eyes an old Ksitigarbha being pierced by a spear... and blown to pieces.
And the poisonous flying needles are also cruel enough.
Therefore, the Yuan Dynasty was really courageous. It cost a lot to make such a strong crossbow. The power of such a strong crossbow... is indeed very powerful.
However, Daxia is not built.
There are powerful crossbows in Daxia, too. They are lined up on the top of mountains, and thousands of arrows are fired at once. Their power is also very powerful. How hard Daxia was bombed, how badly Da Yuan was bombed. Every arrow exploded.
The white money is gone.
Cultivation consumes resources, and fighting consumes even more resources.
If it is a small country, it cannot sustain such consumption. It's not that it doesn't want to fight, it's that it really can't afford it. Not every country is as willful as Daxia Dayuan. Whoever has more crossbows is just fighting for national strength and heritage.
"Feng Wu."
After his mind cleared up, Zhao Yun called out.
A wave of crossbows exploded randomly before, and no one knew where she was hit.
kill!
Loud shouts arose, and the black and dense enemy army of the Great Yuan Dynasty had already charged towards them. They were all Canglang mounts, all carrying general-killing swords, and they were attacking and dancing all the way. Every Daxia general was chopped down and fell into a pool of blood.
.
This should be a tactic.
The crossbows cleared the way, and there was a burst of wild bombing, and the rear Canglang cavalry came to harvest. Those Daxia reinforcements that were bombed were still shaking? Their heads were dizzy, and most of them could not stand firmly. Not everyone,
Has a martial spirit.
"Come."
Zhao Yun snorted coldly, rushing toward him like a ghost.
"You are so small in the true spiritual realm that you cannot overestimate your own capabilities."
The Canglang cavalry all sneered, with contempt in their eyes. The one who was charging ahead had already wielded his sword. A martial artist at the True Spirit Realm, he could cut ten with one sword.
clank!
Before he could lower his sword, he saw a dozen flying knives.
On each flying knife, there are three or two lightning talismans hanging, and they have exploded.
Uh...!
The Wolf Cavalry was stunned and his eyes went dark.
And at this moment, Zhao Yun has already rushed into the enemy's formation, half-crouched down, Long Yuan penetrated straight into the earth, and moved the thunder formation. A large-scale group attack scene! It is best to use the ultimate move of group attack, with a radius of a hundred feet, thunder.
The blades shoot out from the ground in pieces, attacking indiscriminately. If you are in this area, you will definitely be hit.
Phew! Phew!
The next scene was particularly bloody.
Just after being stunned, before he could react, he was hit by the thunder array again. Every one within a hundred feet was a living target. Even the Xuanyang-level wolf didn't feel very comfortable. As for the True Spirit-level, it was a big hit on the spot.
Remove eight pieces.
The same goes for the owner of the gray wolf.
In the true spirit realm, few people can withstand the thunder array.
Zhao Yun's move caught the Canglang Cavalry off guard.
"Good boy, well done."
There was a burst of laughter. The Daxia reinforcements that arrived later came like a wave. They fought with the Canglang Cavalry. There were many people with great supernatural powers. A water escaper could carry away a large area. There were also capable people on the other side.
, soldiers against soldiers... against generals.
"Blow it up, I'll let you blow it up."
Young Master Zhao Yun's positioning is quite coquettish.
This guy picked up a war spear from nowhere, sneaked underground, saw the enemy of the Yuan Dynasty, and stabbed it to death. He was very accurate. Many people were walking around without knowing where they were following, and they were stabbed.
A bloody hole appeared.
No matter what his record is, he is good enough.
The enemy was not a fool, and he found him out quickly.
It was a bearded man who came to kill. He belonged to the Yuan Dynasty and was in the Xuanyang realm. He was carrying a pair of gold-plated sledgehammers. There was no way to fight. He smashed left and right along the way. The hammers sent Daxia soldiers flying all over the sky, and their armors were dyed red with blood.
With the body, I knew it was a human being, but I didn't know it, and thought it was a demon god sent from hell. At first glance... that guy is really brave enough to be worthy of all men.
Zhao Yun coughed up blood and was knocked out of the ground.
Before he could stand firm, the bearded man came at him again and struck with a hammer. His aura was violent. He was a strength martial artist specializing in the physical body. He was also the strongest strength martial artist Zhao Yun had ever seen.
Since he is a powerful type, he will not fight head-on with him.
Zhao Yun escaped to the ground and rushed out again. He avoided the sledgehammer and stepped forward. Without saying a word, he heard dragons roaring and tigers roaring, and the man's eyes darkened. Who knew that a true spiritual realm could have such a powerful person?
Sound waves.
"Invaders, once they come, there is no need to leave."
Zhao Yun made a clanging sound and inserted a dagger into the man's left eye.
ah...!
The maniac screamed so loudly that he forcibly knocked Zhao Yun over.
Before it was over, although Zhao Yun was knocked over, the explosive talisman hanging on the dagger exploded with a bang. The explosive talisman was difficult to break through Xuanyang's defense, but it also depends on how it is used. How powerful it is when it explodes at that location...
It's still quite filling.
But he underestimated the physical strength of the reckless man.
Half of his face was bruised and bloody, but the guy didn't fall down yet.
"Still not down yet?"
Zhao Yun stepped on the God of Wind and rushed back. The Kirin totem was carved on his left arm. He was filled with domineering power and knocked over the big man with one punch. Half of his face was blurred before, but now, the whole face is shapeless. Before he could take a breath, Zhao Yun
Then he grabbed his ankle and swung it in a very graceful arc, creating a huge human-shaped crater on the ground. The man's blood spurted out more than a foot high.
"Here, someone give him a stab."
Zhao Yun shouted, his waist and horse united, and he threw the man into the sky.
"I'll do it."
There were shouts from all directions, and rays of light shot into the sky.
It was a spear after spear. Before the man fell to the ground, he was inserted into a sieve. He had promised to make up for it with one blow, but... he had to make up for it more than ten times. The dead man could not die again.
"Good hammer."
Zhao Yun's legs and feet were numb and he had fled to another direction.
Before leaving, he also took away the man's two gilded sledgehammers.
"You've seen prisoners in prison."
He was like a dark shadow, scuttling among the figures, killing and asking questions along the way. When he met a high-level martial artist, he would consciously avoid them. When he met a Daxia general, he would ask casually.
The answers we got were surprisingly consistent: I don’t know.
We are here to fight, you are not here to find someone!