Dark clouds followed the wind, and pure black flags spread from the horizon like waves. There were no thrilling roars and earth-trembling running. Instead, there were just the almost uniform footsteps and the almost suffocating endless oppression.
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Qin Yang seemed to have a familiar feeling about the scene in front of him. Not long ago, when he stood on a high hill outside Fancheng, he looked at the monstrous flood that swallowed up the entire Fancheng almost instantly.
At that time, I had this feeling.
Yes, the wave of this demon army is like the unrivaled power of heaven and earth. Just seeing it with the naked eye and using your body to feel the strong breath of death and the powerful sense of oppression coming from the pavement is enough to make anyone in this world
The army, which was said to be extremely powerful, trembled and felt a despair that was almost powerless.
"Is this the Demon Army..." Cao Cao swallowed hard. Even when he saw this legendary immortal and invincible army for the first time, his heart sank.
This is true for all generals, not to mention the soldiers under his command. Even the extremely capable Tiger and Leopard Cavalry soldiers could not help but be shocked by the overwhelming momentum of this demonic army. Both men and horses seemed to have lost their voices in an instant.
, fell into deathly silence.
Sun Quan's originally extremely dry palms could vaguely hold water at this moment, and his body involuntarily leaned towards his brother Sun Ce. Even though he had a superior mind, even though he was already a very powerful person under the age of twenty.
I have become the leader of a party, but after all, he is still a young man. In the deepest part of his heart, his brother's extremely generous shoulders are always worth relying on.
The little overlord Sun Ce straightened his back on the war horse, and at the same time tried his best to control the expression on his face so as not to make any waves. For his brother, Sun Ce could give up everything. All of this naturally included Wu Houzhi, who had the power of life and death.
position, including his own life. Before this battle, he had already made up his mind that even if he risked his own life, he would never let the demon army hurt Sun Quan even a hair!
Qin Yang was also riding on a war horse, and the storm in his heart was no less than that of anyone present. Now, he finally understood why the 150,000-strong army in Lujiang could only resist these demonic armies for an hour.
I can't help but feel sincere admiration for the 500,000 soldiers who struggled to support themselves in Anfengjin for three days. You know, the equipment and quality of those 500,000 people are far less than half of the main force of the coalition forces left in Yingshang.
!What kind of method did Hou Cheng use to last for three days? This will probably remain a mystery forever.
"Your Highness, the demon army is only two miles away from us!" Guan Hai was the first to become restless. He didn't understand why Qin Yang took the initiative to lead the Yellow Turban Army to assume the first line of defense of the "Altar of Demons".
But since this was the decision of the Yellow Turban Ming King, even if Guan Hai was asked to die immediately, he would have no complaints.
However, even Guan Hai was like all the soldiers who were well prepared. Faced with this silent and invisible powerful oppression, they would rather rush out and kill each other than endure this silent torture here.
"Hold on..." Qin Yang squeezed out two words from between his teeth. Even he had to suppress the urge to scream in his heart.
"Your Majesty, the general has discovered that the current leader of the demon army is Zhang Liao under Lu Bu. He has divided the 600,000 demon army under his command into two groups. One way, 250,000 people have gone straight to the gods above Yingshui.
The altar, the remaining 350,000 troops all pressed towards our army!"
With a swift movement, Zhao Yun's war horse galloped from the front of the defense line. This general, whom Qin Yang admired most, burst out of the demon army's camp, bringing the most accurate battle report to the coalition forces.
"Is it Zhang Liao? Very good..." Qin Yang nodded and motioned for Zhao Yun to go aside to rest first. For some reason, there was a trace of disappointment in his eyes.
"Your Highness, the demon army is only one mile away from our army! The soldiers at the front of our army have begun to commotion!"
"Send orders to Yan Zheng and Tao Sheng to restrain the soldiers in the rear camp. Anyone who dares to move forward will be killed!" Qin Yang calmly issued the order.
"Your Highness, the demon army's forward has entered the firing range of our army's Thunderbolt vehicles, and the Thunderbolt battalion requests permission to fire!"
"Don't fire, wait for my military order!"
"Your Highness, the vanguard of the demon army has entered the range of the divine machine crossbow!"
"The entire army is on standby, no movement is allowed!"
News from the front reached Qin Yang's ears one after another. Under the anxious gazes of the generals, Qin Yang clutched the sword at his waist and still issued orders to stand by.
"Your Highness, the demon army's forward has entered the bow and arrow range!"
"Okay!" Qin Yang's eyes suddenly flashed with cold light. With a "clang" and a dragon's roar, the sword on his waist was sheathed and pulled out!
"Peng Tuo of Shenji Camp listens to the order, and orders your Shenji crossbows, thunder chariots, and archers to open fire with full force! Order Tao Sheng to enforce strict policies, and the rear camp is heavily armored to set up a strong shield defense line! Kill!"
"King Ming has an order, fire - fire -!"
Several messengers galloped on their horses, instantly sending up clouds of smoke and dust in front of the long defense line of the Yellow Turban Army. The loud and clear voice instantly spread to every corner of the army. It was like a dangerous stone that had been hanging high above their heads.
It finally fell, and the entire Yellow Turban Army camp suddenly let out a shocking roar!
"Fire! Thunderbolt! Release!"
"God's Crossbow, launch! Shoot them to death!"
"Archers, shoot the arrows!"
"Boom - boom, boom!..." The color of the sky and the earth changed, tsunamis and landslides! Arrows as dense as raindrops filled the sky, and the extremely sharp bows and arrows vented the fighting spirit of the soldiers! The ignited boulders and oil
The canisters roared across the sky and rushed into the demon army's camp like meteors, demonstrating their terrifying lethality!
The angry dragon roared, and the taut springs of the two hundred divine machine crossbows suddenly ejected a huge crossbow arrow that could penetrate the horses and shields, and quickly launched an invisible wave in front of the Yellow Turban Army's defense line!
With the brilliance of the long sword flowing in his hand, Qin Yang stared at the battlefield where the earth suddenly shattered and the sky collapsed. He knew better than anyone else that to fight against this extremely powerful undead demon army, he had to concentrate all his strength on one point! Morale,
Only through constant accumulation and instant catharsis can the strongest effect be achieved. Tori, when the archers saw the demonic army that could not even be shaken by thunderbolt chariots and divine machine crossbows, I wonder if they still had the strength to pull away.
The bow and arrow in your hand?!
"Roar——!" Just as Qin Yang expected, the Yellow Turban Army's camp roared like a mountain and sea, thousands of arrows fired, and meteors broke through the sky!
On the other side, the demon army's camp remained silent. But under this unprecedented storm-like attack, the so-called immortal demon army finally began to fall!
Immortality does not mean that these demon armies really will not die. According to Zhuge Liang, these demon armies were sacrificed by the demon master at the moment of life and death. Although they have become walking corpses, they can still be eliminated.
.It’s just that to eliminate them, you need to master their weaknesses.
The weakness of the demon army is the place where this person was fatally wounded in life. In an instant, the places where two million people were fatally injured must be different. Some are heads, some are hearts. Some are bleeding due to serious injuries... Because of this,
There are rumors of an army of undead demons that survive even if their heads are chopped off.
And Qin Yang's stormy attack is precisely because he has no target. Bows and arrows have no eyes, and the archers who shoot wildly will naturally not look for the opponent's fatal point to attack. It is precisely in this way that there is
May occasionally cause fatal damage to the demon army being hit.
The huge boulders of the Thunderbolt Chariot directly smashed the hit demon army into meat paste. Countless oil tanks burst and ignited a blazing wall of flames in the center of the battlefield. The divine machine crossbow carried an unparalleled strong wind.
, as long as the demon army was pierced by the huge crossbow arrow, they all flew backwards and were nailed to the ground. Due to the dense formation of the demon army, some crossbow arrows were even penetrated by three or four demons waving their hands and feet.
military.
"Your Highness, Houtuying is asking for the flame warriors to go into battle!"
Half an hour after the battle started, although the demon army under Qin Yang's command had begun to suffer a lot of casualties, these terrifying killing machines were still advancing silently towards the front line of the Yellow Turban Army. And they were advancing very fast.
.Far beyond the imagination of the Yellow Turban generals.
"Flame Armor..." After Qin Yang heard the request, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart. There was also a trace of unbearability in his eyes.
"Your Highness, General Yan Zheng once again offered his life in blood, requesting the flame warriors to fight!"
A piece of torn silk was raised high above the heads of the ordering soldiers and presented to Qin Yang. There were specks of smoke and dust on the torn silk, and there were still blood stains. Anyone could see that the torn silk was hastily torn from the general's battle robe. Two
Shocking large characters written in blood appeared on the torn silk - Please fight!
"Pass the strict government, the flame warriors... go to battle!"
Qin Yang took a deep breath, folded up the torn silk, and kept it close to his body. He understood better than anyone else what it meant to agree to go to war. Perhaps this torn silk would be what he could keep and belong to Yan Zheng.
The general's only possession...
"Haha, Your Highness finally lets me go into battle! Old Tao, beat the drum to cheer me up and watch me chop down those demon bastards!" Hearty laughter rang out, Yan Zheng swung his sword to make a false strike on the war horse, and before he fought
There was a large piece of damage at the hem of the robe.
"Brother Yan..." Tao Sheng's voice was trembling at this moment. This general who had experienced battles for a long time and had never been timid even when facing an imperial guard dozens of times his size in the imperial capital, his eyes were slightly red at this moment.
"Brother, you still have your mother, wife and children at home... They still need your care. Let me go!" Tao Sheng firmly grasped Yan Zheng's armor and said with emotion.
"Let go!" Yan Zheng shouted angrily, and then yelled: "I have a wife, children, and a mother, don't you have one? Don't you have five thousand flame warriors? It's because of them that we fight desperately on the battlefield
! It is precisely because we want them to survive that we choose to fight! We have already agreed that whoever draws that lot will lead the Flame Warriors. How the hell did you start mother-in-law!"
"But..." Tao Sheng was distracted for a moment.
"You're still not letting me go, are you?! This armor has been with me for many years. If you want it, take it!" Yan Zheng roared angrily, and simply pulled off the armor that Tao Sheng was holding.
"Brothers! We are the chosen flame warriors! We are the flames that burn the enemy to ashes. We are the warriors of the Yellow Turban King. How can we do without good wine? Come, let us drink this wine and make a strong move for ourselves.
!" Yan Zheng, who broke free from Tao Sheng, picked up the wine bowl he had prepared and drank loudly.
"Long live the Ming Dynasty! Long live the Yellow Turban!" Five thousand soldiers raised their wine bowls and roared to the sky.
"Pa—!" Strong wine entered the intestines. The wine bowl shattered, and the warrior went to his death. Heaven and earth were in mourning! Five thousand soldiers from the Tuying camp stabbed the wine bowl in their hands to the ground at the same time, and the eyes of the five thousand eyes burned like fierce flames.
Ordinary light. What is the world? They don't know, but the only thing they know is that behind them, the elderly parents are looking forward to it, the carefree children are laughing to their heart's content, and the man who is alone watching
At home, he is looking forward to returning home with great honors, and waiting for the woman to whom he can express his deepest feelings...
The soldiers dare not look back, let alone think about it. Farewell to parents, please forgive the unfilial piety of the children. Farewell to children, your father can no longer watch you grow up. Farewell to my wife! I wish you peace in your life...
For you, the iron-clad man deserves to die, and for you my blood will not be shed in vain! But please believe that no matter when, where, or what the situation is, you will tell the story proudly with tears.
All of you, your sons, your fathers, your husbands, are heroes! A man who is willing to die so that you can live a peaceful and stable life! A hero who stands between heaven and earth and will never yield to anyone!
"Fire Warrior! Charge with me! For the sake of your family. For King Ming! Call out the name of the person who is most connected to you! Let them hear our call! Let the walking zombies across the street also tremble!" Yan Zheng wore a coat
Half-armored, he immediately raised his sword to the sky and roared.
"Charge! For the family!" Five thousand soldiers roared in unison, with tears staining their lapels and blood splattering on the battlefield!
"Give me the drumstick! Let me give the brothers a ride again!" Tao Sheng snatched the drumstick from the drummer's hand with his hand. He breathed heavily with a big mouth. Only in this way could he not let his tears block his eyes.
Sight. He seemed to use all his strength to remember this unforgettable scene!
"Dong, dong, dong...!" The war drums were like thunder, and the horn of attack had already sounded. A gap suddenly opened in the center of the strong shield defense line. Under the leadership of Yan Zheng, the five thousand flame warriors were like coming out of the cage.
Like a tiger, it pounces on the endless demon army ahead!
"Commanders of the three armies! Let us bid farewell to the brave men!" The same tears shone brightly, and the same vigorous beating of drums. Qin Yang screamed to the sky at the top of his lungs. Now that the signal from the altar of today has not been sent out, his only choice is to send out
Teams of warriors like flame warriors went to die on the battlefield!
"Kill!" The sky-shattering killing sounds rang out from the mouths of the charging flame warriors, and from the mouths of countless Yellow Turban Army soldiers. Similarly, the soldiers of Jiangdong Army and Cao Army were also roaring!
The bravery of the Yellow Turban Army is unparalleled in the world! All warriors with the reputation of elite soldiers such as Jiangdong Death Soldiers, Tiger Leopard Cavalry, etc. could not help but be deeply moved by it! They asked themselves, if it were them, would they be as generous as these Yellow Turban Army soldiers?
Death without hesitation?! The answer is yes and inevitable. But despite this, everyone can't help but burst with blood and roar to see the heroes off!
"Haha! Brothers, kill the demon bastards, and let's go to heaven to have a drink with the great master!" Yan Zheng laughed wildly and split the cold demon army in front of him in half with a single knife.
"Drink with the Great Master!" Five thousand flame warriors laughed loudly at the same time, and the weapons in their hands pierced the opponent's body fiercely!
Perhaps in Lujiang City and Anfengjin, there were also such warriors, and the same situation happened. But whether it was Qin Yang, Cao Cao or Sun Quan, when they really saw the brutal battle with the demon army, they really
Really realize how cruel this war is.
The warriors of the Yellow Turban Army are naturally not afraid of death, but what about the Demon Army? They are dead people, so naturally they have no feelings of life and death or fear. When two armies who don't even know what death is, they are like lightning.
When they collided together, a bloody hell-like scene finally unfolded in front of everyone's eyes.
How many times did the demonic army drag their horribly mutilated bodies onto the bodies of the Yellow Turban Army soldiers, using their own bones as weapons to devour the living lives. How many times did the Yellow Turban Army soldiers wave like crazy?
With his severed arm, he opened his bloody mouth and bit off the cold flesh and blood of the demonic army... This was a killing crazier than a beast and crueler than an evil ghost. Humanity had already melted away at this moment.
Gone with the wind for the sake of flying ashes. All that exists is blood and death!
"Brothers! The last moment has come! Light the fire! We are about to see the Great Master, long live the Yellow Turban!" Yan Zheng, who had already abandoned his war horse and was covered in scars, shouted loudly, with the flame of determination burning in his eyes!
"Long live the Yellow Turban!" The flame warriors who were still alive roared in unison, and they all tried their best to take out the flint on their bodies.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!..."
The fire suddenly appeared, and Yan Zheng and the flame warriors almost simultaneously ignited their bodies that were already soaked in fire oil. Five thousand flames, five thousand men with strong bones, were using this most heroic way to write the history of their lives.
The final glory!
Hand in hand, shoulder to shoulder, despite the ruthless attack of the demon army, the long wall of flames composed of five thousand people stood firm! They used their last strength to block the ruthless demon army from the wall of fire, and used their unyielding
His life told the demonic armies on the opposite side that it would never be that easy to trample on the dignity of the human race!
"Your Highness, let our brothers from the Guards Camp come next!" Guan Hai turned his head, his expression firm and resolute.
Looking at Guan Hai's unprecedented solemn expression, Qin Yang's heart suddenly trembled, as if he missed a beat. Guan Hai? Do he really want to watch these brothers who have followed him for many years die?
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"Your Highness! Your Highness! Signal! Signal from the Altar of Heaven!" Zhao Yun's exclamation suddenly broke out. He who was usually calm was now as happy as a child, jumping and cheering.
"It's really a signal! Haha, great!" Looking at the wolf smoke rising into the sky in the direction of the Altar of Heaven, Qin Yang looked up to the sky and laughed like crazy.
"Guan Hai! Not only are you going to go up this time, but everyone is going to go up! But it's not to die, but to counterattack!" Qin Yang patted Guan Hai's shoulder hard. Although he was smiling, there was a look in his eyes.