"I was delayed because I had something to go out. I hope I haven't arrived too late." Jiang Tian, who had not been seen for a long time since the war started, appeared from the side with a small round face and said softly: In an instant, she could not help but shed tears.
"It's not too late, ancestor, we just happened to catch up."
The next moment, among the stunned and silent expressions of everyone around, a faint dark cloud suddenly appeared out of thin air above the carriage, which was made up of thousands of densely packed arrows, spears, spears and other objects. It also seemed like
Like a thunderstorm, the roaring and violent blow hit the Fuso army that broke into the formation.
And Yamauchi Yoshiharu, who was the first to bear the brunt, only had time to cry out with his eyes split open, "Bless me, Prince Akira III!" In an instant, he was completely submerged in the rush of loud exclamations and shrill screams. In the end, only a pool of blood was left on the ground.
The corpses were lying on the pillow, mixed with the dying and injured people who were impaled on the ground, struggling among the arrow clusters and spear shafts.
However, after everyone at the scene was shocked and lost their voices for a moment, one of the piles of porcupine-like corpses was suddenly flipped open from the inside out. Several survivors who were soaked in blood and turned red were revealed, and they shouted loudly
Roaring and roaring, they suddenly rushed forward and threw the broken red spear without hesitation.
But at the next moment, silver light shimmered like a fish flying past; several broken limbs and Dou Da's head attached to the formation, one after another, splattered with the blood fountain, and in the blink of an eye, they were gone.
There were all dead and injured on the spot. However, the half-cut gun they threw with all their strength flew to the front of the carriage without losing force, but suddenly stopped out of thin air.
As if captured by an invisible big hand, he suddenly threw backhand one after another at the next moment; dragging his body and struggling forward, the last enemy soldier was staggered and nailed to death on the muddy ground full of blood. This
At that moment, the people on the left and right sides of the carriage stopped running and dodging, and then they shouted like a nest:
"Real person!"
"It's a real person!"
"The real person has appeared!"
"The real person has great magical powers!"
"Di Xia Wan Sheng!"
"My destiny is invincible!"
At the end of the team that had not been affected by the rain of projected arrows, the last small group of Fusang soldiers who survived; in the sudden burst of screams and cries, they were surrounded by the disciples of the front team who had already rushed over.
After being surrounded, they were all lost and demoralized, and they rushed to chop them down and kill them all.
Seeing this scene, Jiang Tian secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He quietly wiped away the blood flowing out of his nose. After all, using the "Dimension Bubble" ability to gradually evacuate, there were several carts of arrows and spears and spears behind him.
Then manifesting them all and using the "guidance" mode to project beyond limits is not that simple.
Then, among the pile of corpses who were dying to fight back, Yamauchi Yishi was covered in fine red and black armor, which blocked most of the arrow clusters from penetrating. However, Yamauchi Yi was penetrated by short arrows in the thigh and shoulder, and he was bleeding like a fountain.
It was cured; it was also rummaged out; and after being simply bandaged and tied up, it was put on a high pole.
The next moment, more and more people began to shout in unison: "The enemy chief has been captured." "The enemy chief has been captured." "The enemy chief has been captured."...Soon, it turned into a tsunami of cheers that spread and spread throughout the audience.
The troops and horses of the various ministries that were fighting hard were mobilized, and their morale was greatly boosted upon seeing the situation; the trend of retreat that had been retreating was suddenly reversed.
When the Fuso Army saw the iconic three-pointed bag and red and black armor, their fighting spirit was greatly reduced and they dispersed on the spot. However, because of the criss-crossing melee, they were unable to escape and were divided.
There were many people, large and small, rushing out with all their strength on their own, or reluctantly holding together and resisting.
At this stage of the war, there seemed to be no surprises. Half an hour later, a huge flow of blood was flowing, and corpses were lying on the battlefield. Except for a few prisoners who were kneeling and surrendering, only the last thousand or so people were left, surrounding them.
Under the silver boar's head horse logo are the remnants of the flag corps belonging to the Yamauchi family's main formation.
Led by a black-armored enemy general, they rushed left and right like trapped beasts fighting among the Taiwan troops surrounded on all sides, constantly causing more casualties; but they were never able to break through, and they had already gained the general momentum and upper hand.
They were surrounded by troops marching to Taiwan. As they were fighting and walking, they suddenly found that their feet became soft.
It turned out that under the squeeze and persecution of the Taiwanese troops, they had been driven from the relatively dry and hard sand of the main battlefield into the water beside the river beach. This was also the period of their final destruction. These
The Fuso soldiers, whose only physical instincts were still resisting mechanically, could no longer stop themselves from falling into the quagmire.
Then, before they had even trudged a few steps with their feet knee-deep in mud, they saw the troops returning from the march, all of whom had been equipped with crossbows of various colors. Arrows were scattered in their pockets in an orderly manner.
The arrows shot them, who were almost unable to move, like cutting rice, among the rolling mud and the cross-current of the swamp.
At this moment, even the rebels and a few vassal soldiers who were struggling to support themselves by hiding on the edge of the mountain forest mustered up the courage to rush down the mountain. Like soldier ants biting injured insects, they joined in the pursuit of those soldiers and crossed the wilderness one after another.
, the ranks of broken soldiers in the mountains, forests, and swamps will scatter corpses all the way to the depths of the mountains and forests.
Just when Yamauchi Yoshiharu, who was under the high pole, had lost too much blood and was blown away by the wind, he took his last breath. Jiang Tao also received a new prompt that he had not seen for a long time: "Mission scene "Tear Eyes Evil Star": The third stage
:Completion degree (93%)... The branch objective has been unlocked, the world exploration degree is 11%, the deflection degree is 9%... Free quantum is being collected:"
However, after taking a look at the newly appeared side mission "Assassination", Jiang Tian turned to the little round face and said: "Don't relax, and then reorganize the troops, there may be a dangerous battle to be fought."
The round-faced man couldn't help but solemnly said: "Ancestor, I understand."
I don’t know how much time passed, but Shi Liulang, who was detained in a temporary camp and was living like a year, was trying hard to frustrate the rope on his hand and scratching his arm until it was bloody, when he suddenly heard some strange sound. Then this
The sounds got closer and closer, eventually turning into a chaotic mess of running and screaming.
Then, the tent where he was detained was suddenly lifted up, and several military officers with unfamiliar uniforms walked in. They helped him up, untied the rope and asked loudly: "But Shifan Rokuro is here." Shifan Rokuro didn't know.
So he asked back: "That's just me. I dare to ask if there is anything wrong."
One of the military officers led him to the outside, and nodded slightly to him and said, "Please Liulang, please express your condolences and accept the change." Hearing this, Shi Liulang couldn't help being shocked and said: "But my lord, has something happened to my brother?
"
At this time, the military academy officer had already walked to the large tent of the Chinese army. Hearing this, he turned around and said to him: "Just last night, the head of the Shifan family and the eldest son were killed by assassins sent by the Fusang thieves.
; Now Rokuro is the only one in the Shifan army who can make the decision."
Later, Shirokuro, who couldn't help but walk into the tent, realized that the atmosphere inside was a bit strange. All the feudal lords who were present yesterday were gone; only a few assistants and subordinates, and even completely unfamiliar faces, were left.
After seeing Shi Liulang, he quickly spoke up with a little fear:
"Shi Liulang, it's good if you come; you can take the lead in this matter right now."
After hearing these words, Shi Liulang noticed the sergeants waiting outside with completely different uniforms. In an instant, he seemed to understand something all of a sudden; and as if he had suddenly matured several years, he said in a deep voice.
"I really don't dare to take this seriously. Since we are all working for my Majesty, I would like to ask you all to lend me a helping hand..."
In a remote and secret small valley in the distance, groups of captured Fuso Army generals and military academies, as well as some flag guards, were tied to the ground in rows. Then as the silver flew far away,
As soon as the light flashed, a large amount of blood suddenly splattered under his head and neck, and he slowly stopped moving and struggling.
On the hill in the distance, Jiang Tian was distracted while manipulating the execution, watching the energy reserves in his field of vision that were constantly beating and increasing; he said to the small round face: "This method of blood sacrifice has certainly made me a lot more powerful in this world.
Maintaining it for a period of time is just a temporary measure. After all, I can help you for a while, but I can't help you forever; the road ahead is long, and you still need to face it with your own strength."
"Man'er understands, but as long as the ancestor can survive for a few more moments, why should Man'er be stingy about a few captures." The little round face said without hesitation: "If the ancestor needs more, Man'er can give the order.
Take advantage of the victory and go south to Sangju, even for this..."
"No, there is no need." Jiang Tian shook his head and said: "Those who can serve as blood sacrifices are not ordinary people, let alone ordinary soldiers; they are people who are more or less destined to the times. Often the higher the status or potential, the greater the qualifications.
The more feedback you get.”
"Does this blood sacrifice still require the heroes of the world?" Hearing this, the little round-faced man couldn't help but exclaimed: "What's the reason and particularity for this? Can you please tell me, ancestor?"
"Because, in every turbulent era, such a group of people will be born; as long as they grow up, they will seize the fortune of heaven and earth and achieve their own great achievements." Jiang Tian said nonsense: "However, if they return to heaven and earth after their sudden death, I will take action from them.
You can also intercept some of it to feed yourself back and temporarily relax the suppression of the world."
"In a sense, Madoka, you are also the chosen one who is loved by fate, and you have the opportunity to establish a bond and connection with me across the long river of time."
Of course, what Jiang Tian didn't expect at this time was that in order to collect the free energy in the scene, he would talk freely for a while; after he left this world, due to some inertia, he would create an order.
How people are horrified by the legend of "Blood Flag".