"Ha!" Thousands of soldiers from the camp gathered together into an iron wall to surround Luo Shixin. This would become a bloody land. Luo Shixin turned around and followed Luo Shixin to rush over, showing fear on his face. Four or five soldiers leaned against each other, and hundreds of Zhuge crossbows were aimed at them behind the shield of the camp.

Fu Kuan shook the flag with his left hand and said indifferently: "Let it go!"

"Swoosh swish swish!" Zhuge's crossbow was extremely mobile, and the sound of the wind sounded in his ears. In an instant, dozens of soldiers around Luo Shixin died under the arrows. Only Luo Shixin was left standing in place, swallowing saliva, and the arrow wounds on his shoulders were injured. He reminded Luo Shixin to be calm and never panic.

"Bang! Bang!" The two shield hands moved away from each other. Xing Tian appeared in front of Luo Shixin with Gan Qi. The sun shone on this battlefield. Luo Shixin swallowed his saliva, staring at the strong man with a tiger-backed and bear-waisted waist in front of him, with an embarrassed look on his face, and said word by word: "Xing Tian!"

Xing Tian sent a smile on his thick cheeks, but in Luo Shixin's eyes, this looked like a ferocious beast, which made Luo Shixin shudder. Xing Tian looked at Luo Shixin and said, "Kill!"

Although the sound was not loud, it seemed that Luo Shixin was sentenced to death directly. Xing Tian stepped up like a mountain, the earth was shaking, dust was flying, and the battlefield was shaking. A trace of determination flashed in Luo Shixin's eyes, holding the iron king spear in both hands, and shouted angrily: "Kill!"

"Ding, Luo Shixin's powerful attribute is activated, with infinite power. With the Fiery Iron Spear, the force value is 5, the basic force value is 107, the force value of the Fiery Iron Spear is 1, and the current Luo Shixin's military value is 113!"

"Ding, Luo Shixin's fight attribute is activated, and he uses his strength to fight with others. Each time he launches, he increases his personal force value by 2 points. He consumes the enemy's force value for every battle with the enemy, and the maximum number of times can be activated 4 times!"

"Ding, Luo Shixin is forced to launch, the personal force value is 8, the current Luo Shixin is 121, the negative attribute of the fight is activated... Ding, Xingtian War God attribute is immune to this skill!"

"Ding, Luo Shixin's powerful attributes are activated! Facing the opponent with heavy weapons, you are full of enthusiasm! The force value is 5. If you face the heavy weapons, you will reduce the enemy's force value by 5 points! The current force value of Luo Shixin is 126!"

"Ding, the current negative attributes of Luo Shixinlikuai are invalid for Xing Tian!"

"Ding, Luo Shixin's fierce fighting attribute is launched. When encountering an opponent with a power attribute, the personal force value is 8. The current force value of Luo Shixin's current force value is 134!"

"Big gun!" Luo Shixin shouted hysterically, and the scarlet blood light around him surged wildly at this moment, like two giant snakes hovering over Luo Shixin's arms. The black iron overlord gun was like a giant dragon at this moment, facing Xing Tian.

"Demon Slash!" Xing Tian didn't say much nonsense, threw down the shield in his hand, held the battle axe in both hands, and took a big stance, surging murderous intent all over his body, facing Luo Shixin like a surging power of the prehistoric world.

"Ding, Xing Tian's current force value is 141!"

Xing Tian's scarlet blood gradually became deeper and eventually began to condense. The color became darker and darker, just like a black shadow. Xing Tian suddenly jumped into the air, the monkey hugged the moon, and the battle axe in his hand slashed towards Luo Shixin's head.

"Let's die together!" Luo Shixin snorted coldly, and the iron overlord in his hand was like a strange snake, killing Xing Tian's chest.

"Looking for death!" Xing Tian was not afraid at all and suddenly threw out the battle axe in his hand. The scarlet blood rifle circled in the air, like a hot wheel, throwing it straight towards Luo Shixin. At this moment, Luo Shixin was holding the iron king spear in both hands and taking the initiative, but Xing Tian was the second shot as the person. He was about to stab Xing Tian, ​​and Xing Tian was holding the iron king spear in both hands. The huge force seemed to stab the mountain and was difficult to shake.

"Touch!" The sound of flesh and blood hit Luo Shixin's chest, and Luo Shixin flew backwards. A deep wound could see the flesh and blood. Blood bloomed like a flower on the other side. Luo Shixin flew backwards and landed on the ground.

The blood on his chest dyed his armor red. Luo Shixin spitted out a mouthful of old blood, his body was placed in a large shape, his tiger eyes stared at the sky, his eyes were empty and unsightly, the blue sky was white clouds floating, and the wind blew the sand and dust filled Luo Shixin's eyes. Luo Shixin felt the severe pain in his body, and gradually his eyes became dark, and he could no longer see any light, and a generation of powerful generals fell.

Xing Tian waved Luo Shixin's iron overlord gun, feeling quite heavy, and he also felt a little admiration for Luo Shixin. He came to Luo Shixin, put his iron overlord gun beside him, picked up his battle axe, and disappeared in front of everyone.

Gao Shun rubbed his wrists. Gao Shun saw the two of them fighting to the death just now. Scenes appeared in his eyes, but he felt extremely shocked. He couldn't help but swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva, and immediately shouted angrily: "Fu Kuan!"

"exist!"

"Retract the corpses! The whole army followed me to attack the cavalry!" Gao Shun did not say too much nonsense, waved his sleeves and charged in the direction of Feng Qiji.

"Crash the formation!" The camp led the army forward with shield defense line, and the entire land was shocked. Feng Qiji, who was attacked from both sides, changed his face and shouted angrily: "Crash for me! Hurry!"

The cavalry no longer had the previous charge, and the advantages of the war horses are not clearly used. Under the siege of the camp and Xuanwu soldiers, the battle circle is constantly shrinking. From time to time, hundreds of cavalry broke through the siege and were even dealt with by Ping An. It is extremely frustrating.

"Charge!" Meng Tian rode a war horse, holding a dragon and tiger spear, and murderous aura surged all over her body. The sound of the 100,000 Meng family troops under her command was like a giant who was raising the sky and shouting angrily. Its power was extraordinary and made people's scalp numb.

"Welcome the enemy!" Chen Dao looked coldly at the nearby Meng family army, with a strong face and no panic at all. Chen Dao's black eyes carefully looked at the enemy's military preparations and tactics.

Meng Tian first charged with cavalry, and the swordsman of the rear army reaped the lives of the defeated army from behind, and his tactics were extremely quick and decisive.

Chen Dao browed and said that the cavalry of the Meng family army was divided into two types. One was a heavy armored cavalry, which was mainly impact force in the center, while the left and right wings were light cavalry, who was good at wandering and cavalrying, and constantly harassing the two wings. If he faced Meng Tian alone, it would be almost half a real time, and his soldiers would be lost here.

Chen Dao took a deep breath, rubbed his palms, blew the heat, looked at the Chiyan Army and the Hu Ben Army on both sides, and said in his heart: I can only place my hope on them.

"Gun array!" Cheng Ji held a battle gun and took the lead and fought in the front. Thousands of people in the front row were in order, and they all came out of the gun array one after another. This momentum alone was beyond the reach of people. Chen Dao secretly calculated the distance of Meng Tian's army in his heart, and suddenly raised his hand: "Arrowman ready!"

Meng Tian rode a war horse and charged at the forefront of the battlefield. He looked at the enemy's military horn, and wrote: Baier Army

Meng Tian frowned. He didn't remember such an army appeared in the Korean army, but he always had some impression in his mind. After a while, Meng Tian thought of the Pingyang War in the past. Although this Baier Army was not the most outstanding, it definitely had a contribution.

Meng Tian shook the dragon and tiger spear in his hand, and the armor surged around her body, and a cold light flashed faintly. Meng Tian shouted angrily: "Grandfather!"

"Go!" Meng Ao urged him to step forward, in response to Meng Tian.

"Break the formation!" Meng Tian looked at her grandfather who was armed to the teeth and gave an order directly. Meng Ao suddenly activated the war horse and shouted angrily: "Tie Family Army! Crash over!"

"Wuwuwuwu..." The white cow horn sounded, and in an instant, all the iron-armored heavy cavalry of the Meng family army entered a state of war, urging the war horses to the extreme, and in an instant, the explosive power of the war horses was greatly withdrawn.

"Crash!" Hundreds of strong men with tiger backs and bear waists held their shields and stared at the repeated Meng family army. Cheng Ji held a spear and shouted angrily: "Get out the gun!"

"Brush and brush..." Thousands of long spears came forward one by one.

"Boom...ah...bump!" A bloody collision sound came, and explosions in the air came one after another. The spearmen in the front row were knocked into the air, making a scream, landing on the ground, making a muffled groan, blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, as if he had hurt his internal organs and was unable to survive.

On the other hand, the speed of the Meng family army's war horses slowed down at this moment, but the rear army wasted its time and the two armies were fighting bloody battles.

Chen Dao's eyes were like torches, and he was still fighting hard. Looking at the scattered Bai Erjun, he immediately shouted angrily: "The central army dispersed, spread to the two wings, taking the form of eight characters, cloth iron ions!"

The White-Ear Army quickly dispersed, and the soldiers of the Neijing team untied the package behind them and spread it to the central ground. In an instant, hundreds of black prototype balls appeared in front of everyone, with barbs and sharp corners that were nowhere to go.

"Ga...Ga...!" The Meng family army saw the enemy's gap revealing a gap, thinking that the enemy was about to be defeated, so they charged straight along the gap. However, they didn't know that the war horses were uncontrolled as they ran, and neighed and screamed. The horses stumbled on the front and hit the ground, dust flew.

Cheng Ji, a group of eight people, issued a firm order and shouted angrily: "Thorn!"

Eight hundred silver spears were like blooming, stabbing at the soldiers lying on the ground, but because Meng Ao's vanguard army was wearing heavy armor, these spears were stabbed on their bodies, and there was only pain.

Meng Ao immediately tightened his horse because of the front-line war horses, and suddenly jumped into the air and landed on the ground. But then Meng Ao's war horse also lost control and roared. Meng Ao fell to the ground, rolling for three or four meters before stopping.

"Kill!" Cheng Ji saw the opportunity coming, and strode forward, and the silver spear in his hand stabbed Meng Ao directly, but the result was conceivable. He could only sparks on the armor, but he could not hurt Meng Ao at all. This surprised Cheng Ji. Looking at Meng Ao's naked eyes, he shouted as if he had discovered a new continent, "Punch the eyes!"

"Baby! Looking for death!" Meng Ao was full of energy and suddenly turned over, grabbed the battle spear that Cheng Ji stabbed with one hand, pulled out the bronze sword in his arms with his hands, and had a trace of sophistication in his eyes. The long sword slid and stabbed into Cheng Ji's lower abdomen. In an instant, the blood was like a blooming flower, gorgeous and dazzling.

"You..." Cheng Ji's eyes were full of disbelief. Meng Ao was too lazy to talk nonsense to him. He kicked Cheng Ji's body away, took the gun from his hand, and shouted angrily: "All up!"

"Boom!" Hundreds of soldiers turned over and gathered beside Meng Ao.

Meng Tian, ​​the central army's tiger eyes swept forward, frowned, and shouted angrily: "Don't attack the gap, bump into both sides, tear open the enemy! The sword and axe hands come forward to pave the way for the cavalry! Quickly."

"Kill!" The Baier Army cut and killed at the surrounding Meng Ao's remaining troops, but Meng Ao's iron armored troops were extremely strong, but the Baier Army was dragged down.

"Hahahaha! Babies! Leave the dog's head!" Meng Ao was protected by armor, not afraid of the spear and bronze sword that were stabbed. The spear in his hand was swinging around, and it was a gust of wind. There were not hundreds of soldiers who died under his command, and there were more than twenty.

"Old man! I'm so crazy! I'll kill you." Tu Jinxiu was furious, holding a battle knife in her hand, slashing at Meng Ao's chest on the face.

"Bang!" Tu Jinxiu originally thought Meng Ao would hide, but Meng Ao didn't even want to avoid it. He held a sword in his hand and planned to fight for his life. Tu Jinxiu looked solemn and shouted angrily: "Awesome!"

"Brother is here," Tu Jinniu shouted loudly and came to Tu Jinxiu's side. Seeing Meng Ao's sword about to land on his brother, the spear in his hand blocked forward.

"Clang!" The sound of metal delivery came, Meng Ao raised his head and glared at Tu Jinxiu's ox. The big knife in Tu Jinxiu's hand slashed down, making a clamoring spark. A trace was drawn on Meng Ao's armor, but it did not hurt Meng Ao at all.

"This damn turtle shell!" The earthen bull was stunned for a moment, and his murderous intent gradually became stronger in his eyes, but he had no choice but to shout angrily: "Attack him and get off the plate!"

"I understand!" The earthy bull instantly realized that Meng Ao's feet had no armor, and couldn't help laughing and shouted angrily: "Kill"

"Kill!" The two of them looked at each other, and they all started to attack Meng Ao's lower plate.

Meng Ao's face changed in shock, his gray beard whistled under his helmet, his turbid eyes stared at Tu Jinxiu, and anger flashed in his eyes. He could see that the two brothers were headed by Tu Jinxiu, which made Meng Ao's murderous intent swell up, and he suddenly shouted angrily: "Baby, I'll chop you first."

After saying that, Meng Ao shouted angrily, waved his sleeves, and the black tiger-patterned battle robe behind him brought out a hint of cold wind. The soldiers behind him drew their swords to help and wrapped the two of them tightly.

"Damn it" the two of them looked straight at the soldiers around them, their faces appearing quite serious. Meng Ao was really difficult to deal with, and they had no other choice. They bit the bullet and tangled with Meng Ao.

Meng Tian rode a war horse, sweeping around the surroundings, looking at the chaotic battlefield around, and gradually even he lost his direction of moving forward. This is inevitable. After all, he can no longer see the overall situation now, and the battlefield he is considering is only one-sided. The one who really controls the overall situation is actually Ying Zheng.

At this time, Ying Zheng pressed the Qin King's sword in his sleeve, his eyes became more and more serious, and a sad feeling arose in his heart. Tens of thousands of soldiers lost this place was his fault, but for the future of the Qin Dynasty, these sacrifices were inevitable and worth it. The king often had to consider the overall situation.
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