After the words fell, Wu Zhi waved his hand lightly, and the 200 or so cavalrymen behind him quickly killed the soldiers who were fleeing from the north!
Wu Zhi, holding the flaming rosewood sword in his hand, walked towards Alan and the middle-aged man step by step.
"A war to end a war!"
"This is the method I came up with and spent a long time convincing myself!"
"Killing is not my wish, but in order to allow more people to live, someone must die tonight!"
Wu Zhi's voice reached everyone's ears word by word.
“Some people say it’s better to be a peace dog than a person in troubled times, and that’s probably what they mean!”
"If you want the people to truly live and work in peace and contentment, you must fundamentally eradicate your Xixia royal family and all clan forces that can resist!"
The firelight soaring into the sky reflected Wu Zhi's resolute face.
His whole body exudes a terrifying and terrifying aura!
The middle-aged man suddenly turned to Alan and shouted: "Alan, go quickly!"
After saying that, the middle-aged man tapped his right hand on the wheelchair, and immediately two steel needles flew towards Wu Zhi!
Wu Zhi turned his body slightly and quickly avoided the two flying steel needles.
While he was avoiding it, a dozen men suddenly jumped out from behind the middle-aged man.
They formed a semicircle with Wu Zhi as the center.
Everyone holds a very special weapon in their hands.
The sharpest part of this weapon is two sickles, but the ends of the sickles are connected by a long iron chain.
They threw up one of the scythes, and then, like Western cowboys, the entire scythe flew up in the air and quickly flew up.
There were shouts of killing all around.
The light from the sky made Wu Zhi's resolute face look particularly cold.
If anyone familiar with Wu Zhi saw Wu Zhi at this time, they would be extremely surprised.
Wu Zhi no longer smiled playfully.
Every look in his eyes revealed a different kind of coldness.
"Whoosh!"
"Whoosh!"
"Whoosh!"
More than a dozen sickles were thrown at Wu Zhi from different directions.
Wu Zhi stood still, but these sickles did not hit Wu Zhi, but instead flew past Wu Zhi's side one after another.
When they flew behind Wu Zhi, suddenly a sickle struck at the back of Wu Zhi's neck at high speed and cut it upside down!
Wu Zhi quickly stretched out his left hand and grabbed the sickle from his back.
But at the same time, another one flew over.
"Whoosh, whoosh!"
One after another.
Still attacking Wu Zhi from different directions, in different orders, and with different powers.
Wu Zhi said calmly.
"Is the person who created this formation mentally disabled?"
After the words fell, Wu Zhi saw the Suzaku wooden sword in Wu Zhi's right hand swiping lightly into the air, and suddenly the fire shot into the sky!
The extremely hot fire immediately cut off all the iron chains that controlled the sickle!
As the "ding-ding-ding-ding" sound continued, all the sickles that attacked Wu Zhi from behind fell to the ground.
Then Wu Zhi stepped out with his right foot, and with a "bang!" sound, he rushed towards the middle-aged man!
Wu Zhi’s speed is too fast!
Before the middle-aged man even had time to react, Wu Zhiren had already rushed in front of him.
At this time, Wu Zhi was already holding the sickle he had just snatched in his hand, and was criticizing the middle-aged man from top to bottom!
"clang!"
In the air, there was a sound of metal collision.
Wu Zhi found that Alan had already grabbed a machete and blocked it in front of him.
Wu Zhi raised his eyebrows slightly. He didn't expect that Alan seemed weak, and as the concubine of the dynasty, he actually had considerable strength!
Alan was seen biting his silver teeth and yelling at Wu Zhi: "Don't even think about hurting my master!"