Li Keyong was furious when he learned that the city of Luzhou had been destroyed and his son and his son died tragically. He was already old now and had built such a huge foundation that sooner or later it would be passed to Li Cunxu.
Now that the only son has died, the white-haired man is giving away the black-haired man. At his current age, it is too late to have another child, which is equivalent to breaking up the inheritance.
So what if I gain the world?
He can still enjoy a few days at his age. After losing his loved ones, Li Keyong has very little reason left. All he can think about is revenge.
Seeing that Li Keyong was so angry, Li Cunli bit the bullet and said: "Father, the Tang army has been pressing the border recently. Wu, Han, Shu, Chu and other princes have responded to the call of the Tang Dynasty. There are endless voices of war weariness in the Jin region, and the number of deserters is increasing.
The more serious it gets, and if this continues, I'm afraid..."
At the end, Li Cunli didn't say any more, but the meaning was self-evident.
Forced to suppress his anger, Li Keyong asked: "How many troops are there in Jin State now?"
"Less than fifty thousand!"
Li Cunli answered truthfully.
Li Ke used his one eye with a fierce light: "Okay! They all want me to die, then I will let the whole world bury me with me. Lao Liu, tell the Witch King that I agree to let him do whatever he wants."
"But foster father, those people are the foundation of our Jin country!"
Li Cunren looked at Li Keyong, who was experiencing the pain of losing his son and looked crazy, and gave a warning.
Li Keyong said in a cold voice: "If we fail in this battle, there will be no Jin country, and we will only die. It is better to give it a try, or we may be able to turn things around."
Li Cunli said: "The Witch King is very ambitious and cannot be fully trusted. Once we hand over the power to him, we will have to think twice about how we will deal with it."
"Are you teaching me how to do things?"
Li Keyong looked at Li Cunli coldly.
"Don't you dare!"
Aware of Li Keyong's murderous intention, Li Cunli quickly bowed and surrendered, but in his heart he no longer had hope for the Jin Kingdom.
If God wants to cause people to perish, they must first make them crazy.
At this time, Li Keyong had lost his former calmness. He could still make a comeback after defeat, but once he went crazy, there was no chance of salvation.
Li Cunli planned to leave as soon as possible to avoid being buried with Li Keyong.
The army pressed on the territory and the people were devastated. Li Keyong was indeed forced to a dead end.
The same is true for the Witch King Chili. Even though he has more than 30,000 soldiers, he only has one life.
You can only be a thief the day before yesterday, and there is no way to guard against a thief for a thousand days. Once the bad guy seizes the opportunity to get close to you that day, he will not be able to withstand even one move.
To be fair, Chi Li already regretted it at this time.
It's a pity that he didn't have the arrow to turn back when he opened his bow, so he could only walk all the way to the dark side.
Either you die or I die.
After getting Li Keyong's authorization, Li Keyong used the poison that people worked day and night to create, and cultivated the altar of soldiers, gods and monsters.
The Jin army lost a number of people every now and then, the morale of the army was unstable, and desertions became more and more serious. Later, Li Keyong and Chi Li simply tore off the last disguise and began to arrest people directly.
Three days later.
Jiang Fan, the bad commander, led an army of 200,000 to the front of Taiyuan City.
Taiyuan was the birthplace of Li Tang, but now the city is empty and dilapidated, failing to live up to its former prosperity.
If it weren't for the fear that the Tang army would use the mighty and invincible general to bombard Taiyuan, Li Keyong probably wouldn't have left even a single citizen behind.
The two armies faced each other, and the Tang army's formation was uniform, advancing and retreating in an orderly manner.
On the other hand, on the Taiyuan side, there were ragged refugees and remnant soldiers, many of whom didn't even have weapons, and they looked like a ragtag group of people.
Jiang Fan did not underestimate the other party because of this, because these people had lost their humanity at this time, like wild beasts, exuding a ferocious aura.
In the altar of soldiers, gods and monsters, one is equivalent to ten.
A monster from the God of War and Monster Altar can withstand ten soldiers, especially the kind of madness and bloodthirst that is not afraid of death, which ordinary people do not have.
Normal people will be afraid, fearful, and follow the crowd.
Once the morale of the army is unstable, it will be defeated like a mountain.
This is the horror of the altar of soldiers, gods and monsters!
Jiang Fan is not afraid, you have the altar of military gods and monsters, and I have the mighty and invincible general.
Gu Mu
Just when Chi Li activated the Gu King and let the soldiers, gods and monsters charge, Jiang Fan flashed and waved his hand, releasing five powerful and invincible generals from the bag.
Every powerful and invincible general has the power to destroy a city.
Wutai's powerful and invincible generals are enough to sweep the battlefield.
Originally, tens of thousands of soldiers, gods and monsters were attacking the Tang army with great force. They lost all senses and were tireless. They ran faster than horses. Even if the masters of the great heaven were surrounded, they would only die.
Running all the way, the dust is flying all over the sky.
But after Wutai's mighty and invincible general appeared out of thin air, these warrior gods and monsters seemed to instinctively sense the danger and let out weird screams.
"fire!"
Jiang Fan gave an order, and the gunner lit the fuse and fired a volley in the direction of the altar of soldiers, gods and monsters.
"Boom boom boom!"
When the cannon fires, there are thousands of taels of gold.
The cannonballs of the Mighty Invincible General are so powerful that they cost a lot to build.
Jiang Fan was not stingy with money.
If you are poor, you will strike with precision, if you are rich, you will be covered with firepower.
Jiang Fan, who had obtained the Longquan treasure, was not short of money and could solve the problem with artillery without risking the lives of soldiers.
Five artillery shells pierced the sky like meteors and landed in the camp of the Soldier God and Monster Altar.
Some of the monsters in the altar of soldiers and monsters had their arms and legs blown off in the violent explosion, or their internal organs and brains were shattered.
Most of them died directly without leaving any traces.
Five huge craters appeared in the battlefield, and everything around them was shattered by high temperatures and shock waves.
The range of the artillery was as much as ten miles, and the sight was filled with thick smoke and scorched earth.
Many rocks, soil and broken limbs were blown away by the shock wave, and the scene was horrific.
If it were a normal army, this matter would have probably been wiped out.
However, the altar of soldiers, gods and monsters is indeed very different from ordinary people. There are still thousands of soldiers, gods and monsters dragging their burning bodies and rushing toward the Tang army without fear of death. Some of them only have the upper half of their bodies left, and they are still digging the ground with their hands to tear apart their skin and flesh.
A roar like a wild beast came out of his mouth.
Such a scene is more terrifying than a ghost movie.
"You won't die even if you explode like this, are you still human?"
"What a bunch of monsters!"
Many Tang soldiers couldn't help but tremble in their hearts when they saw such a scene.
"Arrow Array!"
"put!"
At the point where Jiang Fan's Heavenly Sword was pointing, three thousand soldiers from the battalion holding Zhuge Divine Crossbows lined up and started shooting indiscriminately.
After all, the warrior gods and monsters are made of flesh and blood. In addition, these people have lost all five senses. They have no combat power comparable to that of Xiaotian, but they only know how to attack like wild beasts. Facing the overwhelming crossbow arrows, they cannot avoid it. Most of them are directly attacked.
He was shot by a crossbow arrow and turned into a hedgehog, falling in a pool of blood.
The remaining altar of soldiers, gods and monsters is no longer something to be afraid of.
Seeing that the overall situation has been decided, Jiang Fan looked at Yuan Tiangang: "Let's go, let's go see King Jin off personally."
After leaving the task of cleaning up the battlefield and clearing out the remaining soldiers, gods and monsters to Wang Yanzhang and Zhong Xiaokui.
Jiang Fan and Yuan Tiangang took the lead in entering Taiyuan.
In fact, Jiang Fan could have asked Yuan Tiangang to lead the masters among the bad guys to deal with Li Keyong and the Witch King Chi Li.
But in the world, there are only a few masters who can impress Jiang Fan. His "Indestructible Boy Skill" requires constant tempering before he can break through. There are free masters to practice, so he can't waste it.
In Taiyuan City, Chi Li's expression changed drastically.
"How could this happen to my warrior gods and monsters!"
Originally, the altar of tens of thousands of soldiers, gods and monsters was his hard work for more than ten years and the basis for his struggle for world hegemony.
Although he knew that the Tang army was difficult to deal with, the battle ended too quickly!
What happened!
This was completely different from what he expected!