Chapter 82 White-robed young general Xue Rengui (nine updates, please be the first to order!)
Just hear a bang!
Cheng Yaojin raised his ax and dropped it, and An Xingwen's head fell to the ground instantly.
Immediately afterwards, Cheng Yaojin shouted loudly: "Brothers, do it!"
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
When the time came, the shouts of killing shook the sky, and 120,000 troops were routed. Contrary to their previous sickly appearance, they all became as fierce as wolves and tigers.
In a short period of time, all the soldiers of the Shaoshan Camp who were caught off guard outside the Shaoshan Camp were slaughtered before they had time to react.
As a result, the outer gates of Shaoshan Camp were wide open, and there was no longer any barrier.
Tread! Tread! Tread!
Without waiting for Cheng Yaojin's order, he continued to advance into the Shaoshan camp.
Then I heard the thunderous sound of horse hooves.
The military flag with the word "武" flying in the wind was the Wu family's cavalry approaching.
"Brothers, get out of the way, our mission is accomplished."
Cheng Yaojin had no intention of taking advantage of others.
He knew what the 120,000 defeated troops under his command were.
In terms of actual combat effectiveness, it is far inferior to the elite army of Shaoshan Camp.
At present, he has completed Guo Jia's instructions, earned the door to Shaoshan Camp, and also taken An Xingwen's head.
Achievements are enough.
"promise."
These 120,000 defeated troops were worthy of being the ones who managed to escape alive after the First World War in the Guning Plain.
If nothing else, let's just say that the speed at which they dodge and get into space is really fast.
After a while, enough roads were opened for the Wu family's cavalry to advance into the hinterland of the Shaoshan camp.
The first rider was as powerful as thunder and as fast as wind. The body of the horse was shrouded in a thick layer of blood mist. From time to time, a deafening roar of dragons could be heard.
On the treasure horse is a young general in white robes, with a square-shaped halberd that looks like a tiger in the strong wind.
Just as he saw it, at a certain moment, the young general in white robes rode his horse and leapt, like a bloodthirsty demon, swung out his halberd, shooting out tens of thousands of feet of blazing light.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Violent explosions continued, and wherever the halberd flashed, countless soldiers from the Shaoshan camp were killed.
"Rengui!"
At one glance, Cheng Yaojin recognized the identity of the white-robed young man.
He is none other than the newly born Ying Meng Xianchen Xue Rengui!
[Name: Yingmeng Xianchen·Xue Rengui (born in response to a dream, a great sage comes to the world!)]
[Initial realm: Third level of Wanshou realm]
[Qualification: The posture of gods and demons]
[Weapons: Silver scissor halberd - the best in heaven, Sky-shattering bow - imperial weapon]
(Zhentian Bow: An imperial weapon, the best among bows, rare in the world!)
[Mount: Dragon Blood Racing Wind Pony - Early Stage Ninth Level (equivalent to the first level of the Longevity Realm to the third level of the Longevity Realm)]
[Martial Skill: Three Arrows to Destroy the World (Emperor Level Ultimate)]
[Fate: White Tiger Star Fate (the terrifying existence that can trigger the origin of the White Tiger Star from birth)]
"No!"
Xue Rengui's halberd almost completely defeated the morale of the Shaoshan camp.
One by one, the soldiers of the Shaoshan camp looked desperate and screamed in horror.
Following Xue Rengui were a total of 70,000 Wu family army cavalry.
Their newly expanded Wu Jiajun iron cavalry.
The 700,000 body refining pill resources obtained from the previous martial arts summons were all thrown at them.
So much so that all of them are at least warriors at the ninth level of the day after tomorrow.
Coupled with a low-grade yellow-grade battle knife and a low-grade yellow-grade battle armor, it controls a late-tier first-tier war horse.
They roared and rushed to kill, and in the eyes of ordinary soldiers, they looked like gods of murder.
Don't say that the soldiers of Shaoshan camp have lost their military morale at this moment.
Even if they were fully armed and their fighting spirit was high, they could only let the Wu family's army slaughter them.
"Damn, what the hell is going on?"
Everything happened too suddenly.
Even An Zhiyuan, who was in the main tent, couldn't come back to his senses.
He looked at the Shaoshan Camp, which was on the verge of collapse, with a look of reluctance on his face.
After decades of painstaking planning, we finally have the opportunity to separate one side and hope to grow bigger.
However, this dream will turn into a dream within a few days.
How could he be willing to do so?
"Everyone, follow my orders and line up to meet the enemy. Don't panic or run around!"
"Anyone who runs around again will be killed without mercy!"
The surroundings were already in chaos.
The soldiers were just running around, An Zhiyuan had no choice but to look hard.
He suddenly drew out the long sword from his waist, and when he saw the soldiers running around disobeying orders, he slashed them with his sword, forcibly killing them to end the chaos.
For a while, it was quite effective.
One by one, the soldiers gradually gathered beside An Zhiyuan.
The chaos has also improved a lot.
Although, the camp is still a little loose, which cannot satisfy An Zhiyuan.
But right now, An Zhiyuan has no better way.
As Shen shouted the order, the army under his command gathered more and more, advancing forward step by step, trying to meet the Wu family's cavalry head-on.
"Ah!"
Little did they know that as soon as An Zhiyuan showed up, he was targeted by Xue Rengui.
He smiled coldly, drew his bow and drew an arrow.
Pulling the bow like a full moon, the sky-shaking bow groaned softly, and the void trembled.
The power of the imperial weapon, the arrow condensed in the void.
Boom!
An arrow shot out like a heart-eating snake.
"No!"
The pupils suddenly contracted.
At that moment, An Zhiyuan felt that he was locked tightly to this arrow.
He looked up to the sky and let out a final scream.
An Zhiyuan, who was in the first level of the Longevity Realm, had not had a chance to show off his fists when the arrow pierced his chest and fell to the ground, making no sound again.
One arrow killed An Zhiyuan instantly.
The morale of the troops in the Shaoshan camp was immediately shattered, and no one was willing to resist anymore.
"Those who surrender will not be killed!"...
Along with the sound of shouts and shouts spread throughout the Shaoshan Camp, all the soldiers in the Shaoshan Camp knelt down one after another and begged for surrender.
In the first battle, the formation killed hundreds of thousands of troops from the Shaoshan camp, and the rest surrendered.
The huge Linshan Road also fell into the hands of Wu Zhan after this battle.
At this point, of the thirteen Daxia Dao, in fact, only Wang Ji's important territory is left, and the two northwest Dao are not under the control of military warfare.
The rest, whether overtly or covertly, have all been controlled by martial arts.
Wu Zhan was in the limelight for a while, and people in the city were spreading rumors that Wu Zhan would annex Daxia and rebuild a new dynasty.
...
At the same time, the overt and covert struggles in Yudu became even more thrilling.
On that day, after Qin Hui received the order from King Xia and left the palace, he began to secretly instruct the internal guards to carry out crazy and bloody plans.
In less than half a month, more than half of the civil and military officials in the Great Xia court were killed in assassinations by the inner guards, or in the battles between the inner guards and the hidden guards.
In the capital of Yu, countless civilians suffered unreasonable disasters and died unexpectedly.
Looking around, there are corpses everywhere in Yudu City.
The pungent smell of blood can be smelled everywhere.
Anyone who does not live in Yudu or has just arrived in Yudu will definitely think that they have come to the wrong place.
This does not look like the prosperous and prosperous capital of Daxia at all, but more like a mass grave.
Daxia Zuoxiangfu.
Ian covered his chest with his hands and looked intently, seeing a steady stream of blood seeping out along the seams between his fingers.
Glancing at the dozens of silent figures lying on the ground, and then at the black dragon wearing a simple mask in front of him, Ian asked in confusion: "Heilong, why did you save me?"