The Human Emperor

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The battlefield changed. Just as Daqin Ruozhan, Fire Tree Return and others were still shaken by the tactics and strategies displayed by the Tang army on the summit of the mountain, Wang Chong's tactics were immediately visible and effective. Bang bang bang, dense and numb, but the array of heavily arrayed Tang troops from the top of the mountain impulse, that kind of rice harvest scene reappeared, another white stone army soldier screamed and fell under the guillotine of the Annandu Guard.

“Kill! Don't be afraid of them! —— ”

Some of the brave White Stone Legion warriors blushed with their eyes, a loud yell, trying to rush forward to kill the past, and the Annando Guards killed their fighters. However, the light flashed, pounding, a handle sword stabbed from all sides, front chest penetrated, rear chest penetrated, but blinking, these fierce and fearless white stone army soldiers opened their eyes and fell.

“I shouldn't! ”

These White Rock Warriors were deeply frustrated when they fell at the last minute. On the shores of the Mur Sea, they had killed more than one of Da Tang's Anandu guards.

They built strong confidence in the elite of these fallen Annan Doo guards.

- The White Stone Regiment is no less than the Annando Guards, no! Far beyond!

It's just that nobody understands, but in the blink of an eye, why this is happening. The battle was so vague that, while everything was looked at carefully and clearly, when we lost, we had no idea what had happened.

“Obviously we dominate, why suddenly this happens...”

These thoughts flashed through my mind, and these White Rock Legion warriors went black and knew nothing. Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang. This time, the soldiers of the White Rock Corps died much more than the last time, and the death occurred at an extraordinary rate.

When the number of people involved in a war reaches more than 10,000, the number of deaths in one respiratory tract is always greater than one might imagine.

“Warning, the number of Annandu Guards killed 1,021! Lower the wipe line one step closer! ”

“Congratulations to the Host, Kill 20,000 Monsieur Imperial Warriors, Get 1000 Max Bonus (500 * 2), Host Kill Condition changed to When the number of remaining Guards in Annandu is less than 39,000, Host will be Killed! ”

……

On the top of the mountain, a string of familiar sounds were like waterfalls, whistling down from the head, when heard, the king's brain stood on the top of the mountain, his hair flew long, his robe hunted, his mouth revealed a smile:

“White Stone Regiment… only 80,000 left! ”

The Legion of the Montserrat Empire is very similar in structure to the Great Tang, with infantry predominating, and in all Legions the White Stone Legion, a warrior who acts as a shield, will always be at the forefront of the battlefield.

Without the White Stone Regiment's refuge and blockade, the Mengsher Empire's threat to Datang would be greatly reduced.

- Datang is known for his excellent equipment. All soldiers are armed to the teeth. Without the presence of Legion of White Stones, Datang's advantages in the equipment can be quickly unleashed.

“1,021 fighters killed, battle damage ratio close to 20 to 1, good! If we can maintain this ratio, 100,000 Datang warriors will at least be able to polish all 500,000 Mongu Allies! ”

Wang punched in the heart and laughed. For those who want to crush the middle earth and Datang, they can only teach them a harsh lesson, let them hurt into the bones, and let their hearts ache. They will truly understand that no one, anything, can be offended, nor can they be crushed!

“Go, go, go! Retreat!”

On the top of the mountain, everyone panicked. Nothing was apparent when more than 8,000 people were killed in the first place, but when the number of casualties reached 20,000 and was on the rise, everything was completely different.

More than 20,000 of the 100,000 were killed in action, equivalent to one in five… These bodies are scattered over mountains and can never be ignored.

“Back up! ”

“Damn it! What did these guys do? ”

……

One wave, two waves, three waves. After being defeated three times in a row by the Tang army using the same means, all the leaders of the White Rock Legion got cold. Fully aware of their tactics, fully aware of what they mean, but completely out of control, let them crush with the same simple tactics.

“Bastard! ”

The whole man was shocked and angry, and the "Pharmacist Ming Wang” behind him and the big thorn “giant halo" under his feet were destroyed by him to the extreme, bombardment, waves and waves of rage and madness burst into Zhao Wuqi opposite.

The hair-blowing sword was also waved to the extreme, like a torrential wind and rain to Zhao Wuhui.

“It doesn't work! ”

A sound of cold bones came from across the street. Zhao Wuxi stared deeply at the opposite section without a trace. He had already insight and clearly understood what he meant inside:

“Isn't it too late to try to get rid of me at this time? ”

Bang

Right foot on solid ground, Zhao Wuxi the whole person rushed out like a god of war, the long sword severely chopped the past with the power of a fissured sky, splitting toward nowhere, the two men again fiercely engaged together.

No matter how many times he tried to get rid of Zhao Wuyi, everyone couldn't succeed.

“Bastard, you lunatic! ”

The loss of the White Stone Regiment caused him to drip blood. This was trained by a soldier himself, who put a lot of effort into this White Stone Regiment.

Now the entire White Stone Regiment, although superior in number, is completely fooled by Datang between his palms, and a wave of White Stone Regiment soldiers have died on the hillside without even playing their part.

While the leaders of the leadership have tried their best to restrain the army and reshape the formation, all efforts have been completely futile in the face of Datang's strategy.

“Hahaha, Duan Wu, I know you've been in Datang, and I've always known you wanted to go beyond Datang and beyond me. Monsieur Monsieur's hidden ambitions helped Monsieur Monsieur so much, from military to farming, from Confucianism to mulberry weaving cloth. After all this, it is despicable to want to stain Da Tang. But Monsieur Monsieur will not succeed. You will not succeed at all. Do you know why? Do you know where our gap is? ”

At this moment, Zhao Wuxiang felt nothing but the pain in his heart when he looked anxious and tried to leave, but couldn't get rid of himself. The death of so many colleagues on the banks of the Ma Hai caused Zhao Wuxi heartache, who once thought it was his responsibility.

It also profoundly blames itself.

But now, watching Monsieur Monsieur, who had murdered Annan Du's guardian on the shores of the Mu Hai, fell constantly and saw the twisted and furious face of Zhao Wuxi without a trace, Zhao felt nothing but delight in his heart.

“Zhao Wuyi, you fart!! ”

He roared with no trace of anger, his eyes were red, and a bloody filament burst inside.

“Hahaha, no trace. You don't want to hear it, but I do. Do you know why Monsieur Monsieur and Goro Phoenix could never succeed? Do you know why you and your White Rock Corps will never compare to the Anandu Guards? Because we, because Da Tang, have far more talent, talent, talent, talent..., these people may not be in one place for a while, or for a long time, and you don't even know they exist. ”

“But as long as this empire is in difficulty, as long as this empire is in need, they will descend from the sky, followed by former servants, constantly appearing before you. ”

“You think you can go beyond me? Ha, ha, ha, ha. You're naive! Although I am the senior general of the Annando Guard, I can't even count on Da Tang. Beyond Zhao Wuyi, whether it is repaired or made by the military, there are hundreds and thousands, but not just a few. After all, I, Zhao Wuyi, am just a nobody. ”

“... do you know who really directed this war and beat you? It's a 17-year-old, a 17-year-old! No trace, can you imagine? A normal 17-year-old can throw your armor down and break the army, and he can play with your hundreds of thousands of allies! ”

“You fart!! ”

Duan finally couldn't bear to curse. Even though Zhao knew that he was deliberately provoking himself, he couldn't bear to get angry.

Defeat Datang, revitalize the Six Daughters of the Moon Sea, spread the fame of the Monsieur Empire to the mainland, and sow the flag of the Moon Sea all over Kyushu. This is not only the dream of Luo Feng, the main palace, but also the thoughts of thousands of Monsieurs and General Monsieur Dao.

General Ge Quan, Prince Phoenix, he is missing, as well as the White Elephant Corps, the Legion of the Mother Sea, and all the other Legion generals…, each Monsieur Dawu deeply hides such a strong desire and dream in his heart.

So this war was never the dream of the main palace Luo Feng alone, and it was never started by him alone, which gathered the wishes of all the monks.

As long as Datang is still beside the Munsai Sea, and only Mengshedao returns his ministers to Datang, he has not surpassed Datang, then generals like him will keep appearing.

Duan Wuhui can tolerate Zhao Wuhui insulting himself, but there is absolutely no way to tolerate Zhao Wuhui's defamation of his dreams.

“Pfft!”

Just at the time of the mood excitement, most furious, puff, a long, bloody sword flaming, like a white battle through the gap, from small to large, a glimpse of the unknown qi of the section, deep hole through his shoulder blade, a sound, a bright red drip of sword from the back of the section.

“Ah! ——”

A terrible scream, Zhao Wuxiang hegemony, brutality, full of destructive power, through the shoulder bones, burst into the section of the body, penetrating into the seven meridian eight pulses.

All the rage burned out instantly, Zhao Wuxi rubbed himself into it and slapped him in the chest without a trace. Boom, down the top of the mountain, in the eyes of thousands of people, a piece of body shrunk into a bunch, swirling like a broken kite flying out.

“General!! ”

At that moment, everyone was cold. In the great array at the foot of the mountain, Luo Phoenix and Phoenix are different from the main palace of Monsieur Dahir. The mind is even more nitrogen, and the mind is blank.