The Human Emperor

“Everybody ready! ”

The wind fluttered, Zhang Shouzhi stood behind a tall steel city wall, his beard and hair continued to shake, the look on his face, unprecedented tension.

Big Tang was defeated and the casualties were extremely severe. At this time, there are no more troops in the city of Boros. If you want to keep Datang's spark, so that these exotic Battlefields of Juross, kill hundreds of thousands of elite Big Food Iron Mounted, Us Tibetan Iron Mounted, and West Turkic Iron Mounted Datang heroes, and retreat completely to the West, they are the only ones left at this time.

Fifty fathers, thirty fathers, twenty fathers…, closer and closer, all the great cannibals, Us Tibetans' hearts and minds are placed on the Shenzhou Army, the Shenzhou Prison Army, the Dragonfly Army and other great armies. Few people notice that after blocking the steel city wall, it is not known when there will be an additional famous Datang craftsman. Originally craftsmen repairing weapons and steel walls stood behind a steel wall with their palms stretched out and the handle of the beehive held.

“Put it on!”

With Zhang Shouzhi's orders, a famous Datang craftsman, Qi Qi, pulled down the chassis of the beehive. In the moment, the air roared, hundreds of thousands of short arrows, powerful, pouring out like a storm, shooting at the other side of the big food, Us Tibetan army, dense and numb.

Hiccup, the instant room, people backed up, countless big meals and Us Tibetans were overwhelmed, by numerous dense arrow rain through the body, straight down. Suddenly, no one thought that the Datang craftsmen, who seemed to have no fighting power, would control the beehive at this time and launch such a swift attack.

“Bastard! Kill them! ”

Seeing this scene, a famous feast and Us Tibetan general's cheerful anger swept through the crown. Craftsmen, arguably the most defenceless, not even fighters, were attacked by a group of craftsmen, a great humiliation. Soon, a team of iron riders reoriented, no longer pursuing the Shen Jail Army and the Shen Wu Army, but rushed towards a famous Datang craftsman behind the wall.

“Kill them all! One doesn't stay! ”

Hooded horseshoes sound like rain, and soon thousands of big food iron rode off.

“Put it on!”

“Play it again! ”

Behind the tall walls, Zhang Shou's two white hair danced, his eyes unusually firm. Most of the craftsmen are just ordinary people, but Zhang Shouzhi followed Wang Chongnan in the Civil War, participated in many large-scale wars, experienced countless robberies of life and death, and already exercised a good mind.

Even in the face of these iron rides, and once the defensive line is broken, everyone is dead, but Zhang Shouzhi does not have any panic.

And with Zhang Shouzhi's orders, boom, machine vibration, beehive buzzing, instantly don't know how many arrows burst out again.

Poop Poop, the sound of arrows stuck in the flesh and blood, instantly not knowing how many big food iron rides fell down again.

“Play it again! ”

“Play it again! ”

Zhang Shouzhi's divine color was heavy, his arms kept swinging again and again. Faced with the stormy attack of the beehive, tens of thousands of food and Us Tibetan iron riding finally slowed down slightly, and with the support of the beehive attack, all the Datang army finally breathed a little, gaining a rare chance.

“Retreat! Everybody retreat! ”

Li Jiye, Xue Qianjun, Confuciang Zian, Zhang Qiao, everyone shouted out loudly. From the start of the war to the present, this is probably the most serious crisis everyone has ever faced. The fuzzy cannibal army is bitten in the rear. Now all Datang's army is only 30,000 people. With the exception of the crossbow cars led by Su Hanshan, there are only 10,000 people who truly possess the power of World War I, and the top generals, with the exception of Wang Chong and Gao Xianzhi, are all seriously injured. To this day, Datang is in danger of the demise of the whole army for the first time.

“Kill! Don't let them get away! ”

Watching all Datang's army shrink to the first iron and steel defense line, far away, beneath the bendy waves, the first lieutenant brings Mansour's colorful, murderous, fierce sword, a horse first, leading the remaining Apocalypse Corps soldiers in pursuit.

Mansour is even more cherished than Dreddy Bo for this war, which lost too many men in the northern battlefield and even the Apocalypse Corps, and it hurts so much to lose so many Apocalypse fighters.

“You bastards, don't even think about it or go back! ”

Mansour's eyes murdered with the most elite iron ride behind him. However, they had just rushed out not far away, a sharp sword suddenly radiated, exploded in the army behind Mansour, instantly the smoke rolled, not knowing how many big iron food rods were shocked to shreds, but the king of the sky rushed at this time.

His eyes were sharp and he had been watching the entire battlefield change. Mansour had just moved and Wang Chung had discovered that he had struck the past with a sword in advance.

“Boy, you are dead! ”

A cold voice was so angry that suddenly it rang in everyone's ears. Although the benthic wave was still still motionless and calm, there seemed to be nothing in the world that could move him, but Wang Zheng had time to pay attention to Mansour when he was in a fierce war with him, and even took time to chop Mansour's sword, which was a disgrace to Benthic.

Forgiveness has always been arrogant and arrogant. Easily it does not look at others. This also seems to have been provoked by Wang.

Boom!

The sky shook suddenly, a golden yellow sword was brilliant and brilliant. The sword had been struck towards the Black Armor Guard, but at this moment it suddenly changed direction and fell towards the king.

Wang punched his entire body of gold gas and burned like a flame. Behind him, a golden giant god crossed the walls, blocking the astonishing blow of the benthic wave.

“Master, General Lee, Lord Gao, the old village chief, everyone retreat, everyone give up Roth and return to the West! ”

Wang Chong's shouts were like a thunderbolt blowing up in the sky and into the ears of the entire crowd. This order shocked all the people on the Tang side. After three or four months of intense fighting, waves after waves repelled the Alliance of the Great Food, Us Tibet, West Turkic, but in the end Wang had to make a painful decision to evacuate Tiros, return to the West Side, and all the great armies withdrew at full speed to preserve the final incense.

Wum!

Like a windy transit, the entire battlefield of Poros, all the craftsmen, the pastoralists of the tribes in Poros City, a panic, full of terror.

Lost!

Great Tang lost!

After all, the Great Tang lost to the Great Food and Us Tibetan, and the Los Angeles failed. Soon the Allied forces of the three parties will also come to the city and push to the Western realm of the Great Tang.

“Hahaha, Kao Xianzhi, Wang Chong, you lost after all, but unfortunately, you will never have the chance to return to the West! ”

Halfway through the air, Iron Blood Governor Abe * * * laughed first, and then laughed loudly. He knew a little bit of the Mandarin language, so Wang Chong ordered him to listen clearly. After paying so much price, Big Food finally won the final victory of the war. The war lasted so long that Abe * * * * sometimes even forgot that his original purpose was to break through Roth and seize the bridgehead of the offensive Datang.

Now that it's all here, Abel * * * * got what he wanted, but what he wanted was more than just a rose.

“All of you stay here! ”

Abe * * * shook her whole body, and the bronze boxing sleeve "Eye of the Devil" in her hand burst out a dazzling ray of light, roaring, an ancient, cool roar coming out of her boxing sleeve, as if those seventy-two pillar demons who had disappeared were sending a bloodthirsty roar. Boom, just for a moment, infinite gas rolling around, like a dark giant dragon, swept across from Gao Xianzhi and Wang Chong and others.

Eight Poles Crack Technique

Gao Xianzhi didn't even want to think about it, five fingers at a time, the octopolar rupture immediately came out of the sky, colliding with Abe's * * * * attack. However, two real breath shocked, Gao Xianzhi's body trembled violently, the breath floated, followed by a few steps backwards, and one face became incredibly pale.

To this day, Gao Xianzhi's gas consumption has been enormous, and even he can hardly sustain it.

“Wang Chong, you go first, Datang can't be without you, I'll cut it off! ”

Gao Xianzhi's voice sank, his eyes revealed a certain determination. The tactics of Daqin Ruozhan were too poisonous, the magic apparatus was completely unexpected, completely disrupted the deployment of Datang, and the cultivation of the benthic wave was too powerful, which made it impossible for everyone to retreat.

If no one pays the price, if they stay, they will inevitably all be unable to leave.

In the present situation, the Black Army Guard, the Wounded Village Chief, the Evil Emperor's elderly are all seriously injured, and the injuries are still worsening, they have no room to break, as for Wang Chong--

In Gao Xianzhi's life, he had never been so eager to protect and preserve a descendant. On him, Gao Xianzhi saw the hope of Datang as a whole, his wisdom and strategy, his tenacity and perseverance, and his honesty towards Datang, which was exactly what this era and Datang needed.

If we can protect him and let him survive, then Gao Xianzhi will have no regrets in his life.

“No! I'll take care of this! Lord Gao, you lead us away! ”

As soon as Gao Xianzhi only opened his mouth, Wang Zhong understood what he wanted to do. Someone had to break the retreat of the army, but this person must not be Gao Xianzhi.

“Wang Chong, don't be stubborn, let's go! ”

Gao Xianzhi Anxiety Expressway. We're running out of time, and every moment that passes, the power of the people is consumed, and then we can't walk any further.