The Human Emperor

“Roar!”

A burst of bestiality, barbaric and violent roar came from the foot of the mountain, the earth rumbling vibrations, that heavy footsteps as if stepping on everyone's heart.

“Watch out! They're coming! ”

“Block them! Never let them break through our defensive line! ”

At the forefront of the front, countless soldiers stared down the hill at the huge shadow of the mountain in the smoke, and their palms pinched a cold sweat.

After such a long time, the giants of the Egg Corps rushed all the way to finally rush over.

Boom.

A thick iron stick on his thigh swept across him, and a huge force shook five or six Annandu guards out of the mountain without waiting for anyone else to round up. A huge arm slammed against the edge of the steel wall and pushed these huge heavy objects away.

“Aslan Kodakhov! ”

“Chelsea pop! ”

……

The huge ugly Zhendan giant sent an unintelligible word into his mouth and rushed towards the mountain. In front of their huge bodies, the soldiers of the Annando Guard were small as ants.

“Bang! Bang! Bang!”

The giants broke through, whether it was the front, the walls, or a big, dense shield, all of them in front of them.

“Ah! ——”

A warrior named Da Tang flew out, not at all a single enemy of the Titans, and could not even stop them for a moment.

Where the Titans are, the Chinese are in chaos...

“Eagle! ”

Wang looked down at the mountain gods to block the killing of the gods, the Buddhas blocked the killing of the Buddhas, and the fierce earthquake giant suddenly said:

“Understood! ”

Needless to say, the eagle suddenly brushed the ground and pulled out the Uzi steel sword on his body, turning his head and looking behind him, the color of the gods was heavy.

“Zhang Long, Zhao Hu, you all come with me. ”

The eagle said he had taken the lead by turning over and riding a battle horse, killing the horse first towards the hill. The Black Dragon Gang followed closely behind them.

All earthquake giants have thick, sturdy floorboards, a defense created for these giants by Us Tibetans and Cannibals, and only Wong Chung's Uzi steel sword can penetrate these armored weapons throughout the army.

“Hee-hee! ”

The eagle landed a battle horse from the top of the mountain and hit it violently with the earthquake giant at the foot of the mountain. The tremendous anti-seismic force threw the eagle and the warhorse under his crotch into the sky, but the next moment, the eagle rolled over and the Uzi steel sword in his hand was severely cut off against the giant in mid-air.

“Aw!”

A terrible scream came out of the giant's mouth, and the mountain was full of terror and shuddering backwards. Not far from him, an adult with a thick waist fell into the dust, bleeding like an injection.

The eagle fell from the sky, squatting half to the ground, and suddenly a smile appeared at the corner of the broken arm's mouth.

There was a moment of silence on the hill. Around the eagle, countless giants stared at him, the bronze-belled giant eyes staring at the eagle, or, more precisely, the Oz steel sword in the eagle's hand, revealing for the first time the spectre of fear.

This is the first time they've seen something in the hands of these weak humans that can hurt them!

……

“Looks like it's my turn! ”

At the foot of the mountain, in the center of a thousand eyes, a great shore pulled out a slight smile and suddenly took a step forward. Booms, earthquakes, dust rolls, the whole land, along with hundreds of thousands of battlefields, all tremble violently in this step, as if it were going to break apart.

“This is…”

Feeling this amazing vibration behind him, Wang pupils shrunk and his heart vibrated violently. There are a handful of such hegemonic scents throughout the Southwest.

In that position, Wang Zhong can only think of one person.

“Huoshu Guoshu!! ”

Turning back, Wang looked southwest. Just in the middle of the whole earth, Wang Chong finally saw the figure. From the beginning of the war until now, apart from that interrupted long tsunami against the giant elephants of the sea, no other fire tree collection has been attacked, nor has any power been shown, repaired, until this moment ——

“Boom! ”

There was nothing in front of him, nothing, but at the moment when he saw the fire tree, Wang Chong clearly felt a tremendous amount of pressure like a tidal wave, sweeping up, even across a long distance, Wang Chong could feel that kind of repression to the extreme point, like a flaming terror that would erupt at any moment.

Buzz

At the end of the leak, Wang Zhuang clearly saw a vast green light from the top of the fire tree, that invisible but substantial power like a sharp sword, stirring the clouds above his head.

“So strong! ”

Wang punched his eyelids and jumped, feeling unprecedented pressure in his heart.

There are many legends about fire tree repossession.

Though many things cannot be verified, there is no doubt that the Fire Tree Collection is the Us Tibetan Empire General, the most powerful of the holy martial arts ranks. Although in the legend of Datang, the strongest of the three kingdoms, Luo Feng, Duan Gequan, Fire Tree Collection, Zhang Qiang and Qiong, must be the Empire Tiger “Zhang Qiang and Qiong”, the power of Fire Tree Collection will not be too far apart.

“Unfortunately Zhangzhang Jianqiong is not here. ”

If Wang Zheng's heart sinks, his father's strength is definitely not enough to fight the fire tree collection, less than Zhongtong can compare, there is still a gap between the two from the Imperial University to this level.

Only Datang's large number of arts and crafts generals and forces are now able to confront the Annan Dow Guards and the Mongu Allied Forces.

This is the greatest feature of Datang's foreign war and Datang's means of self-protection against powerful foreign experts.

“Go, whatever happens next, don't ever come near it. It's a battle between us and the Fire Tree Collection. ”

A familiar voice comes from the ear, the royal voice is calm and calm, and reveals a certain awareness more implicitly.

“Wenshen does not love wealth, and Wuzheng will die no matter what”, this is the awareness that every outgoing Wuzheng should have. Fire Tree Return is the most powerful opponent Wang Zhen has ever encountered. This is by no means the first battle between the two, but in any case Wang Zheng will never retreat.

More than 80,000 remaining Sergeant Da Tang will never let him back down.

“Father…”

Wang looked into the back of his father Wang Zheng, his heart was in turmoil. Every time his father gave him a cold and harsh feeling, he rarely laughed, and rarely revealed any emotions, but this time the feeling in Wang's heart was definitely different.

“My strength is still too poor. I must improve my strength as soon as possible. Don't worry, Father, I won't let you fight alone in any case. ”

The wind whistled, and Wang clamped his fists tightly and danced with long hair. From rebirth to the present, his strength has improved fast enough, completely unimaginable for ordinary people, but ultimately too weak and weak for this level of fighting.

“That's all that's left now! ”

One thought crossed his mind, and the king remembered the "enemies of all generals” in the stone of destiny.

……

Whatever Wang Zhong thinks, the movement of Wang Zheng and the fire trees at the other end attracts the attention of the entire battlefield.

“Wang Zhen, do you still have to resist...”

A voice swept over the mountain like a thunderbolt, echoed throughout the battlefield, the fire tree hidden to look at the king's majesty at the top of the mountain, and the density and numbness beside him. At all times, the star arch and moon surrounded him by the Great Tang people, the corner of the mouth seemed not to laugh.

This war continues to this day. Whatever strategy Wang Zhong has put in place, no matter how many previous battles were defeated, the fire tree collection is not too concerned.

“Soldier to soldier, will be against general”, regardless of what the Chinese view of a war, but for the return of firewood, a war will always be determined by confrontation between the two sides' most advanced forces.

As long as Wang Yan is killed and rarely intermediated, the rest of the battle will not be broken down by the entire Annan Dow Guard.

“The Great General wants to fight a war, Wang Yan will be his companion! ”

Wang Yan faded away, the sound of rumbling sounded all over the sky, the sound is not very dominant, but it has its own kind of indestructibility, the tenacity and temperament of everything that cannot be moved, like the grinding stone, although the thousands of waves without fear, also like green mountain bamboo, despite the storm and rain, still not folded.

“Wang Gengzheng is truly worthy of being my opponent by virtue of this! ”

The fire tree flashed a different color in the eyes of the Tibetan, and Wang Yan displayed his heart and temper, even his general, Us Tibetan, had to be persuaded.

“In that case, let's fight! ”

The fire tree returned with a long knife, and walked forward. Behind him, the smoke rolled, the horses hissed, and the most elite nearby guard under the fire tree, along with all the remaining Us Tibetan iron rides, more than 100,000 armies swept wide and swept toward the top of the mountain, where the atmosphere was shocking and appalling.

Until now, the Fire Tree has finally launched its entire army.

“Spread out! ”

Coming from the top of the mountain, the army was separated like a wave of water, and from now on, the 40,000 army horses that Datang had never put into battle also began to operate.

Buzzing, dozens of fine air rushed to the sky, in the eyes of countless people, a pitch-black horse, leapt from the top of the mountain, Wang Yanma took the lead, led countless Tang elite warlords, toward the fire tree under the mountain to return to the swarm.

The Fire Tree Reserve is General Us Tibetan, and no one in the entire southwest is his opponent, nor is there any line of defense to stop him. The steel walls erected by Wang Chong on the mountain are totally like clay chickens and dogs for the fiery trees to harvest.

“Boom Boom Boom! ”

Wang Yan stepped down and dozens of Mongu Allied soldiers blocked from the hillside screamed, flying out like kites cut off from the line.

Just as Datang's warriors can't stop the Fire Tree's collection, so can Us Tibetans and Monsieur's warriors.

“Back off! ”

A voice came from beneath the mountain, and the Fire Tree Return led countless Us Tibetan warriors toward the top of the mountain. Hillside, hilltop, foothill, southeast, southwest… tens of thousands of eyes tighten as the two approach.