The beard was terrifying, and then his face turned green. It seemed that the stupidest thing he had ever said in his life.
This is the combat power that people can reach?!
His pupils reflected the terrifying trembling Fang Tian Huaji, which fell from the sky, trembling and roaring: "Stop it, block it!!"
He had his sword with all his strength, his face was solemn. This blow could not stop him from knowing that he would be chopped in half.
"General!" Many Restorative Army exclaimed, their faces were pale, and they all came out of their weapons to block them.
There were more than twenty spears, more than ten steel knives, and even people raised shields. With such a great force, even if the chariot hit him, he might not be able to win completely.
But Mu Le was too fierce and shouted: "Ah!!"
Boom!
Crack... all the sharp weapons were broken, extremely crisp, and then Fang Tian's painting halberd stood up and chopped the shield like a tofu.
At that moment, countless screams were heard, and everyone who blocked them either had a cracked mouth or an arm fracture, which was so terrifying.
Bang!
Fang Tian's painting halberd finally hit the dry beard's shoulder heavily. He screamed and blood spurted out of his mouth: "Puff!"
Bang, another roar, he couldn't bear the huge weight of Fang Tian Hua Ji, and his knees hit the ground hard, and spider-web-like cracks quickly appeared on the ground, spreading around.
He had no idea how much bones of his knees were broken, his face was pale, and he screamed in pain: "Ah!!"
He couldn't fall down or stand up, and just knelt in front of the formation, and the scene was shocking for a while.
If it weren't for dozens of people to stop me, the thorns would have turned into two halves.
"No, it's impossible, is this person a monster?" Some Jurchens shouted in a thrilling voice, incredible.
"The general was beheaded?"
"What should I do?" Panic quickly spread throughout the army.
bass!!
Mu Le then drew his sword, like a great general: "Kill, kill without mercy!"
"General is mighty!"
"General, be mighty, kill!" The soldiers of Shenji Camp charged wildly as if they were injected with chicken blood, rushing the narrow alley, like a group of wild beasts culling in.
Screams and wails filled the surroundings.
This was an indiscriminate massacre. When the Restoration Army saw Gan Xu being killed on the ground, it was completely in chaos and completely collapsed.
But they can't escape, this is a dead end.
In just one hour, thousands of liberation troops were intercepted and all were executed!
The bodies were piled up like mountains, the smell of blood soared into the sky, the beacon was burning with flags, and there were many black crows standing on the broken weapons. Everything was so terrifying.
Dada dada...
The war horse stomped gently, and Qin Yun stepped forward alone, looking coldly at the dry beard that was chopped to the ground and unable to move.
Everyone looked at it coldly. If nothing unexpected happens, they should be captured alive.
Jingyi looked at Qin Yun's back with beautiful eyes. This time, she began to feel a little awe in her heart, which was a feeling she had never had before.
She thought that her martial arts were unique in the world, and she came and went freely, and she would kill anyone she wanted to kill, but the real God of Killing is the emperor in front of her. In her eyes, she could only be considered an existence without any power, but she raised her hand
He is the creator of the sea of corpses and blood.
"Madman, you madman!"
"You slaughter the ancient gate, do you know what the consequences will be? You're done, you're done!" Gan Xu said blood almost madly, his eyes full of resentment.
He was so miserable that Fang Tian's painting halberd is still slashing on his shoulder blades. The blood has invaded his whole body and his face is pale, like a piece of paper.
Hearing this, Qin Yun showed a disdainful smile on his lips.
"I have given you my kindness once, but all I have received is betrayal, so what I want to give you now is death."
"The ancient pass is just the first step. I want the entire Jurchen to know what the consequences will be if I betray me!"
The dry beard raised his bloodshot eyes and croaked: "You are so conceited!"
"You can't take the Jurchens!"
Qin Yun smiled contemptuously: "You can't see that day if you can take it or not."
"You!" He trembled with his beard. He knew that he could not live anymore, but at this moment he was still afraid and his body gradually trembled.
"I am the younger brother of the godfu. If I die, the Restoration Army will regard the main enemy as Daxia!"
Hearing this, the soldiers around him sneered, and what His Majesty disliked the most was being threatened.
"Don't you? I will also liquidate him!"
"He colluded with Wu Zeng, Fan Yin and others, and thought my intelligence agency had not found it?" A hint of coldness flashed in Qin Yun's eyes, as if in the cold winter, with murderous aura.
Suddenly, the beard suddenly stopped, his eyes were terrified. What did the Emperor of Daxia know so much?
Qin Yun suddenly squeezed his legs into the horse's belly, the war horse neighed, raised his hooves and stepped on it.
He shouted: "For the soldiers who died in Daxia! For those robes that cannot be returned!!"
Bang!
The horse's hooves stomped on the dry-bearded body: "Ah!!"
A scream like a pig slaughtering came from his mouth, his face was bloody and trampled, like a ghost wailing.
At that moment, Jingyi, Zhurong, everyone was filled with tears and had goose bumps! What a soldier who died for the battle, and what a chariot that could not be returned!
A man is passionate, passionate, and full of sternness.
There is a strange color in their eyes, which is cruel enough and unlost to friendship. Only those who are real men!
"For the soldiers who died in Daxia, for those robes that cannot be returned!" Mu Le roared, his eyes turned red, and he stepped on him on a war horse.
Shenji Camp is his subordinate, who is with him day and night, and his charisma and friendship can be said to be like brothers and sisters. This time he took them out of seclusion and attacked the Jurchens in the north, but failed to take them back. He was blaming and in pain!
"For the soldiers who died in Daxia, for those robes that cannot be returned!" Shenji Camp burst into tears, charged wildly, and used the death of dry beard to pay tribute to the heroes and the souls!
The bleak screams of the dried beard pierced the sky, even worse than the evil spirit. Every hoof made him bloody and bloody. In the end, thousands of troops and horses stepped on him, and he had no complete corpse after he died.
Even the blood mud is incomplete! The entire ancient pass is the worst death to him.
...
When everything was done, it was just dawn and there was a hint of red clouds at the end of the sky.
The war-torn Gu Pass slowly and peacefully, and there were no 80,000 liberation troops left, and they were slaughtered, which staged the Turkic tragedy.
However, the losses of Shenji Camp were not much. It was just that 8,000 people were killed in the siege and 10,000 people were injured, and the total number of serious injuries and deaths was about 20,000.
It can be said to be a terrifying record. After all, it is an attack on the ancient barrier of natural danger. Without the help of the red cannon, the Shenji Camp would have to shed its skin when it bites this bone.
Soon, an iron-blooded military order was issued from Qin Yun's main tent, shocking the entire army!
"I passed my imperial edict, and the entire Shenji Camp army was resting until noon. The war horses were fed enough food, and the dry food was only brought for three days. After noon, we continued to go north."
"The north of Gu Pass and south of Tongcheng are all swept across!"
"Your Majesty is mighty, Your Majesty is mighty!"
"Go north and sweep!" The entire Shenji Camp roared, smashed his chest with his right fist, and shared a high faith together!