The Human Emperor

“Bong Lung Lung! ”

The halo oscillated, emitting a steel-like roar, and the halo covered the army one way or another. The battle did not enter this critical moment of final victory and defeat!

The two thousand and six iron riders were hidden by Wang Zheng for not knowing how long until this time, the momentum such as the silver bottle burst, flying a thousand feet, could not be stopped. And a thousand Oz steel swords became the best tool to open the situation.

“Roar!”

“Kill!”

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The sound of the physical and physical impact, the sound of the sword and knife, the sound of the hillside.

Normally, the more than 2,000 horses of Wang Chong are unlikely to fight the army of more than 6,000 Red City.

But Baqicheng was blocked by Li Jiye, Eagle and Xu Shiping, and the attack was thwarted. Wang Zheng's defensive line in the center made it impossible for the Chinese army to break through. Military law, strategic gap, in front of Wang Zhong such soldier and saint, became a fatal cause.

Iron Riders are never invincible!

Wang Chong knew this a long time ago.

Iron horsemen without speed are only infantry, not even infantry!

Wang Chong's more than 2,000 men and horses became a tall wall, which was inserted in the center of the Iron Rider Army in Ba Qicheng City, making it difficult for Us Tibetan Iron to ride the beginning and end. And the confusion created in the middle also made Us Tibetans their own blockade, and the advantages of high-speed raids abruptly disappeared. Wang Chong did not even need to personally participate, just standing at the top of the mountain, extending the circle of the enemies of the Millions of Pawns to the whole army is enough.

“Congratulations to the host for killing 36110 Us Tibetan Regular Army! ”

“Congratulations to the host for killing 3723 Us Tibetan Regular Army! ”

“Congratulations to the host for killing 38.45 Us Tibetan Regular Army! ”

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“Congratulations to the Host for killing 6561 Us Tibetan Regular Army! ”

“Congratulations to the host for killing 78.31 Us Tibetan Regular Army! ”

“Congratulations to the host for killing 8,843 Us Tibetan Regular Army! ”

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Countless voices roared down from the mind, on the mountain peak, the wind whistled, Wang Chong's "Enemy of the Millions” halo, in a short time, broke into the secondary halo. Wang Chong's strength has also been promoted from five to six, which is entirely an extra gain from the promotion of Halo. Since his rebirth, it has been the largest war in which Wang Chong has participated and reaped the greatest gains so far.

Watching the chaos on the hillside, the Us Tibetans surrounded by armies, Wang Zhong knew that the battle had won himself.

The fighting ended an hour later.

When the sound of battle disappeared and no more shouts of killing were heard in his ears, a shocking cheer finally broke out at the foot of the mountain.

“We won, we won! ”

“We really won! ”

“Hahaha...”

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The rest of his life after the robbery, the battle was covered in sweat, exhausted people watched the Us Tibetans and the Green Horse corpses all over the mountains, all excited. The war in the southwest did not know how many Tang soldiers had died, and had never suffered such a setback since the founding of the Great Tang State. Luoxi, Beiting, Ansi, Anton, the whole empire, the boundaries of Yuda, tens of millions of people, the great kingdom can't even draw any people!

At a time like this, it really takes such strength to inspire people.

“Unbelievable, not believable...”

A big rock at the mountain waist, Captain Xu and the various ministries will look at the battlefield of the dead mountain blood sea, a heart excited.

Although a personal participant in the battle, the battle was foggy in the cloud, even for them. Eight thousand to twelve thousand fierce Us Tibetan iron riding, in Xu Shiping's impression, it's quite good to be able to save a life. And they won! And an overwhelming victory.

This victory is all the more incredible considering that the opponent is such a powerful enemy as Ba Qicheng.

“Son of the famous, the true son of the famous! No wonder the court sent him here! ”

Xu Shiping looked almost unconsciously at Wang Chong at the top of the mountain.

Wang Chong is undoubtedly to blame for this victory. The same 8,000 people, in his hands, probably had to flee, had only one way to lose, while in Wang's hand, he played an incredible power.

At this moment, Wang Chong's body was not great, and in the hearts of all people it was like a god.

“Ta-da! ”

Battle horseshoe, just as Xu Shiping looked at the top of the mountain, a messenger flew over, reached the top of the mountain, lowered the horse's back, an arrow knelt at Wang Chong's feet.

“My lord, we have won! Over 12,000 Us Tibetan iron riders, all but a thousand have been slaughtered! ”

The Herald fell on his knees and was overwhelmed with uncontrollable joy in his voice.

“How many of us have died? ”

Wang Chung bluntly said, there is not much wave in the voice.

“2700 people! ”

The subordinates knelt on the ground. Eight thousand people against more than 10,000 Us Tibetan iron riders, only 2,700 people were killed and wounded. It's incredible to think about it. I'm afraid there's no such casualty ratio on the Northwest Battle Army side. It would be incredible if it hadn't been for me. And that victory was possible thanks to the famous man in front of us.

Thinking about it, the subordinates became more and more impressed with the juveniles on the rock.

“2700 people? ”

Wang Chong did not notice the eyes worshipped by the sergeant, but heard this number and frowned slightly. Fighting a fierce enemy like Us Tibet, killing more than 10,000 people, but losing only 2,700 people themselves, approaching a casualty ratio of four to one, and moving elsewhere, the other generals are already incredible.

But Wang Shuang frowned slightly.

“The casualties are still a little high! ”

Wang Chung lowered his head and said secretly in his heart.

He now has only 8,000 people, 2,700 dead, and the rest is just over 5,000. This casualty is still somewhat unacceptable for Wang Chong, who is now extremely understaffed. However, it is not unacceptable that all casualties, mostly concentrated in the early years, should be hit hardest by shields, given the fierceness of the Eight Red Cities, combined with the early onslaught.

“After all, it is a reserve, not a regular army. Otherwise, if you change to the elite ones in the Annando Protectorate, you can kill and injure more than a thousand people, which is the top of the sky! ”

Wang Zheng secretly said in his heart.

Nearly all of the redeployments made to Li Zheng himself were reserves in the courtroom, with only a small part of the regular army. It's quite different from the regular army that has been in the battlefield for a long time. In terms of strength, it's still a little faint.

If it's the Annando Guard, it's completely different.

At the very least, it is enough to say that the Anandu Guard has been able to hold out so long in the face of the coalition forces of Monsieur and Us Tibet.

Regarding the qualities and strength of individual soldiers, without considering such factors as war horses, the combined strength of the regular army of Datang is actually more than that of other Great Hebrew Empires.

“My lord, Ba Chi Cheng has been captured by us. What should we do next? ”

At this moment, a familiar sound of footsteps came, the hawk's face full of blood, coming from the oblique moment. His footsteps were shaky and he looked exhausted.

This battle is a great blessing!

The eagle was assisted by Baton Lu's golden boxing bracelet, together with Li Jiye, Xu Shiping and other central military generals, and surrounded by other soldiers, a group of people surrounded by Baqicheng, to fight more and less, and under the prevailing circumstances, he also killed and wounded many others. Eagles are almost out of strength.

Had it not been for Li Jiye, the top martial artist, carrying the Uzi steel sword, wearing the Meteorite iron armor Wang Chong had built for him, he would not have fought for his life in Baqing City, everyone would have died.

However, the real “fatal blow” actually comes from Wang Chong's last hidden Uzi Iron Rider Force.

When the army behind it was chaotic, defeated, even a fierce general like Ba Qicheng could not help but create a panic in his heart.

This time from the east of the Us Tibetan Plateau, the clamp emerged, the Eight Red Cities almost destroyed the rotten, invincible direction. Even young leaders such as Li Zhengxiang, who broke out of Anxi and the North Court to bless the great fame, died under his knife. The confidence of Ba Qicheng can be seen.

But this confidence was easily broken by Wang Zhuang!

Forgiveness was so brave that he heard the screams of the army behind him, the sound of collapse, and he couldn't help but panic.

In this level of fighting, it's fatal.

“Huh! Take me there! ”

Wang Chung didn't think that much. When he heard the eagle, his eyes flashed with light and he immediately said.

This battle, for Wang Chong personally, the greatest gain is coming.

From the beginning of the operation, Wang Zhong privately told Eagle and Li Jiye that every battle, if you can catch them alive, try to catch them alive. If you can take a breath, try to take a breath. Of course, it's when the other party loses its resistance and doesn't hurt itself.

As for the reason, Wang Chong never said anything.

Eagle and Li Jiye never asked.

Some things don't need to know that much.

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“Are you the Supreme Warlord of this army? ”

Among the rubble at the foot of the mountain, Baqicheng was scarred and covered in blood. A beef rope with an iron rope tied him tight and firm. And what really binds him comes from the tall body behind him, the giant, the powerful oppressive divine powers of the Great General Li Jiye.

His divine colour was cold, his hands held the giant Uzi steel sword, his tip pointing straight to the heavenly dome, ready to be chopped off.

Li Jiye did not dare to be careless about such a great enemy as Ba Qicheng.

Even after pointing out his cave, Li Jiye dared not to worry. As long as there is a slight change in Ba Qicheng, Li Jiye does not mind cutting off his head instantly.

“I am!”

Wang Zhongshen was pale and smiled and walked in front of him. The first words he said made Ba Qicheng stop.

“You speak Us Tibetan? ”

Eight Chichengs is almost incredible.

The first sentence he said in Us Tibetan was mixed with a few Chinese languages that he did not know for half his life. He tried to make the Chinese general across the street understand what he meant. However, Ba Qicheng did not expect that this Chinese teenager, less than half a year old, would speak the language of Ushid.

The Chinese have always regarded themselves highly and never learned the language of other empires.

The whole of Datang speaks Us Tibetan, and Us Tibetan enjoys its success. The less the Chinese will speak, the less they know about Us Tibetan, the better for themselves.

It's just that Ba Qicheng didn't expect to see himself standing in front of a man who speaks Us Tibetan!