Zhao Yun carried Yuan Ying and dived into the Yuan army.
It doesn't matter if he goes.
It doesn't matter if Yuanying is gone.
Tianjie also comes here, so it will be lively.
One by one, they were all struck by lightning.
The thunder of a catastrophe is no better than the thunder of a rainy day.
It is more domineering and fair, regardless of cultivation level. People of any realm will suffer calamity of any level. A wave of lightning strikes down and takes away a large area in an instant.
In crowded places, even in large-scale lightning strikes, no secret method is as effective as the natural disaster.
I don't know how many people's blood and bones were scattered everywhere.
An unknown number of people were chopped into bloody mist on the spot.
"Nice job."
On the other side of Daxia Border Gate, the city wall has been opened wide.
The soldiers of the Red Flame Army have already poured out like a tide.
Including the female commander, everyone is already on the war horse, ready to kill at any time, whether it is charging or picking up holes, slashing through with a catastrophe, the killing power is strong, there will always be survivors, and their mission is to kill those
survivors.
Heavenly catastrophes are uncommon.
It's rare to have a big scene, so you have to kill as many enemies as possible.
If you don’t beat the Yuan Dynasty painfully, they won’t have a long memory.
"Where to go."
"That's a lot of people."
Zhao Yun was the most tactful and beat Yuanying out like a sandbag.
Yuan Ying was like a suicide bomb, leaving a pool of blood when it hit the ground.
The so-called pool of blood refers to the generals of Dayuan, within a certain range centered on Yuanying, whoever entered was struck by lightning. More than 90% of them were taken away by a lightning strike, and less than 10% remained.
The skin was rough and the flesh was thick, but before it could escape the scope of the catastrophe, it was chopped into flying ash.
So:
Wherever Yuanying goes, it will basically become a vacuum zone, and a large area will be chopped into it.
"It's better to have a disaster."
The soldiers of Great Xia swallowed their saliva when they saw it. They all witnessed it with their own eyes. It wasn’t just one death, it was swarms of people who were struck by lightning! Not to mention the physical pain, it hurt just to look at it. There were so many of them that even
He didn't even have time to scream before he was chopped into ashes.
It seems that the Heavenly Tribulation is a world-destroying hand, which can wipe out all living things with one wave. No one can resist, no one dares to resist. The monster must be at least the same level as Yuan Ying. Anyone else will be struck by lightning.
Who is buried?
"It turns out that war can still be fought like this."
Yang Xiong and Yan Tianfeng were both frightened and terrified.
Last time Dayuan was struck by lightning and they failed to catch up. This time they saw it clearly and it was so overbearing.
The power of one person can really influence the situation of the battle.
The power of one person can really turn things around.
Don't say that the opponent has an army of half a million, even if it comes with five million, it can still be defeated.
The catastrophe is terrible. Once used by others, it will be a weapon of war that will destroy the world.
"Having you in Daxia is truly amazing."
The handsome woman murmured, extremely happy that Daxia has Ji Hen.
Otherwise, they will be the ones struck by lightning.
Such a domineering catastrophe can chop down the Red Flame Army until the entire army is annihilated.
The border gates of Daxia will also be razed to the ground.
Zheng!
After calming down, she waved her killing sword and pointed at the defeated Dayuan army.
kill!
Under the order, the whole Red Flame Army of Daxia charged.
"Run? Where to run?"
Ahead, Zhao Yun was carrying Yuan Ying, with the calamity on his head, running around in chaos.
Wherever there are more people, they will gather together and chase them all the way.
This is not a war.
This was a one-sided massacre.
ah....!
Once again, the Yuan army was completely defeated.
From the commander-in-chief to the small soldiers, everyone was fleeing for their lives.
I dare not resist the thunder on a rainy day, let alone the thunder from heaven.
Once they meet, they will turn into ashes and disappear.
Under the power of God, humans are just like weak ants.
Blood filled the air.
The screams were terrible.
In addition to the wails, there were also Dayuan's curses and howls. They were scolding Ji Hen and Yuanying. They were mainly scolding Yuanying. The emperor sent you here to show off, not to trick your father. He just suffered a blow not long ago.
A lightning strike has not yet come out of the shadows, and you are sending another one to others.
What do you mean, we all have ugly faces?
Don't do porcelain work without diamonds.
If you can't defeat Ji Hen, just go home and stay!
Maybe Yuan Ying woke up because he cursed too loudly, or maybe Zhao Yun woke him up.
He who has overcome the tribulation! Are you still being struck by lightning? He is in a fainting state and will be struck to death if he is struck again.
This guy can't die.
If he dies and is dispelled by the Heavenly Tribulation, what use is there to deceive the Yuan army?
"Ji Hen..."
Yuan Ying's hair was disheveled and she howled at the top of her lungs, as if she knew what had happened.
He was so powerful that he wanted to bring down the Heavenly Tribulation to attack Daxia. He was beaten unconscious in the first battle. When he woke up from his sleep, he tricked his own family. Who knows how many Da Yuan soldiers would be chopped into ashes by such a domineering Heavenly Tribulation.
"Brother Yuan, where am I?"
Zhao Yun's words of "Brother Yuan" are still cordial.
When it was over, Yuan Ying was thrown away with a blow from the mace.
He has a very good sense of proportion.
In that direction, there were many thieves from Yuan Dynasty, and they formed a big pile. Yuan Ying flew over, and there was a pool of blood again. Zhao Yun saw three or five quasi-celestial beings, being chopped into pieces of flesh and bones.
Even though his flesh and bones were broken into pieces, he could not escape the disaster and was chopped into ashes by the second wave of catastrophe.
"Go, go quickly."
Yuan Ying roared, speaking to the great Yuan soldiers.
In response to him, there was a lot of scolding, "Go away? Go away, sister, why don't you commit suicide! When you die, the disaster will dissipate. When we calm down, we will avenge you."
I am a prince and I cannot die.
This is what Yuanying thinks.
Not only does he not want to die, but he also wants to escape?
It's a pity that he is destined not to leave.
Zhao Yun was already approaching like a ghost, he raised his hand and struck with a hammer.
Yuanying, who has not yet gained a firm foothold, is like a sandbag, flying all the way out from the sky, falling into the crowd of people no matter how many times, it is really a human bomb, it explodes in a large area, no matter whether you are accurate or not
Xuanyang, it doesn’t matter whether you are a general or a lowly soldier, you can still attack me.
Phew! Phew!
The picture is even more bloody.
Yuan Ying, whose head was buzzing, was like a baseball being beaten here and there by Zhao Yun. He was soaring wantonly among the Yuan army, and the catastrophe was getting stronger and stronger, and the thunder and lightning were more destructive.
The dark sky turned into blood.
Looking from a bird's eye view, it is no longer a battlefield, but a piece of bloody scorched earth. Even the thunder and lightning are dyed with a touch of scarlet. Every roar is like a death knell, tolling for the Yuan soldiers and generals, and their wails and screams
, is a funeral song, a funeral song from hell.
kill!
Compared to Dayuan, the Red Flame Army's killing cries were particularly exciting.
Zhao Yun led Yuan Ying to attack in front, while they charged all the way and picked up leaks from behind. Many of Yuan's generals were swaying and were trampled into bloody mud by iron hoofs. This was war, and no one had mercy.
Tsk tsk tsk!
The moon god couldn't help but click his tongue when he saw it.
By the way, she also observed a moment of silence.
When this battle is over, Emperor Yuan will be so melancholy.
"Senior, I have been looking for you for a long time."
When the Moon God looked at it, Zhao Yun's eyes sparkled.
The senior he mentioned was no ordinary person, he was the new commander-in-chief of Dayuan.
He was a commander-in-chief, even his escaping posture was particularly domineering.
When the new commander-in-chief of the Great Yuan Dynasty saw this, he ran away faster, his face turned pale, and his eyes were filled with fear. Being targeted by Ji Hen was like being targeted by the god of death. The former commander-in-chief of the Great Yuan Dynasty was a bloody example.
"Walk?"
"Can you leave?"
Zhao Yun was stunned and swung Yuan Ying over with the mace.
At this juncture, there is no secret technique that Yuan Ying can use.
This suicide bomb really exploded wherever it went.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Suddenly, a thunder and lightning flooded the sky and the earth.
The new commander-in-chief of the Great Yuan Dynasty bled on the spot.
He was a man, a thief who could withstand beatings. A wave of lightning came down, but it didn't kill him.
Whoosh!
Zhao Yun's body was like a shocked giant. He stabbed him with a knife and removed his head with one sword.
The new commander-in-chief of the Great Yuan Dynasty was so depressed that he died.
The last time he was struck by lightning, he ran extremely fast and escaped the disaster.
This time, no luck.
With the halo of being the commander-in-chief, he was given special care and died worse than his predecessor.
"Dead."
"The commander-in-chief is dead."
The howl resounded throughout the world, Dayuan threw down his helmet and armor, and fled, rolling and crawling.
"At one go."
Zhao Yun snorted coldly, hugged Yuan Ying, and soared into the sky, like a golden light, heading straight to one side. As far as his eyes could see, he could already see the border gate of Yuan Dynasty. He wanted to use the power of the heavenly tribulation to break the defense of Yuan Dynasty.
ah....!
Yuanying struggled violently and tried to escape.
However, Zhao Yun cast a terrible forbidden method, forcibly restraining him, and flying and slashing him all the way.
After all, Yuanying is still afraid of death.
If he had made up his mind to commit suicide, there wouldn't have been so many problems.
But he couldn't make up his mind and still imagined that a miracle would happen.
No great Yuan general or great Yuan border officer was worth as much as his life.
He didn't want to die, but it would hurt his teammates.
Zhao Yun led him on a rampage, striking wherever he went.
The figures were destroyed one after another.
Of the 500,000 Yuan troops, 300,000 to 400,000 were killed.
The rest all fled in all directions, forgetting everything, and never looked back.
The remaining soldiers were defeated.
Zhao Yun didn't go after him, so what if the Red Flame Army was behind to pick him up?
What he was staring at was the border gate of Dayuan.
It is also a city wall, connecting the mountains, and it is majestic.
No matter how hard you look, you can see very few people on the city wall.
In other words, they were all led to attack Daxia before, and now they have collected half a million. Now, there are not many people who are still guarding the border. After seeing the catastrophe, there are not many left.
Half a million people were hacked to the point where they could not find their way around, let alone many of them who abandoned the city and fled.
Could it be that you are waiting to be struck by lightning?
The Heavenly Tribulation is an unusual object, how ferocious is it?
And Ji Hen, who was facing a catastrophe above his head, was using a god-level weapon.
In this way, it is useless for anyone to stop it.
"Give me...break."
Zhao Yun shouted loudly and sent Yuanying over with a stick.
In the roaring sound, billions of thunderbolts gathered together, pouring down from the sky.
The majestic Dayuan Border Gate was smashed and collapsed.
"No...no no..."
Yuan Ying's hysterical wails were heard as rubble flew.
I can't hold it any longer.
He, the one who had overcome the tribulation, could not hold on any longer and was drowned by the thunder.
He died more depressed than the commander-in-chief of the Yuan Dynasty. He came to kill with great force and brought disaster. He thought that he could achieve great achievements so that he could go back and inherit the throne of the Yuan Dynasty. In the end, it turned out that this was the situation and he could not be killed.
The Red Flame Army failed to break through the border of Daxia, but instead left their own family in a mountain of corpses and blood. Even he himself was reduced to ashes and sent to death thousands of miles away. It seemed that he was the one he was talking about.
He is destined to play an indispensable role in this battle.
It's just that he is doing meritorious service for Daxia.
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Happy birthday to book friend Liu Mingxiao!!!
[Author's digression]: ps: I recommend a book to everyone, "780190 Nine Desolate Emperors"