The Human Emperor

pēng pēng pēng pēng!

Rain-like attacks continue to fall on the benthic waves. Ants bite the elephant to death. In the face of such a dense attack, even beneath the wave, it is temporarily unbearable, and the breath falls again and again, constantly weakening.

“Get out of my sight!”

A whirlwind, electric light and stone fire, a sharp burst of golden light in the benthic wave, the golden light exploded, and Li Jiye and Choi Qianqing riding behind them, along with the arrival of the wounded iron riding, flew away in a severe quake. The lion could not bear the humiliation of the lamb, and the dragon was angry at the contempt of the fish and shrimp, and he could never tolerate the offense of those weak at any time for the benthic wave.

However, in the moment when Qudi Bo shook Li Jiye and others flying, the blast, the light flashed, a mountainous sea shadow emerged and instantly appeared in front of Qudi Bo. Not waiting for him to react, the sword light burst, a black heavy sword ancient thickness, with mountainous power, a sword slashed on the body of Benedictine wave, but at this time the black armored guard suddenly took out his hand.

In previous battles, the Black Army guards suffered the vast majority of the attack by Benedictine, if it had not been for him, the line of defense would have collapsed. Nonetheless, the Black Army Guard paid the price and the energy consumption in his body was so great that Wang Chong did not involve him in the war just now.

But at that time, the benthic waves were far less sharp and incomparable than they were before.

Puff

Just a blow, bending the bottom wave violently, a bite of blood sprayed out. Originally wounded, he took another heavy blow from the black armored guard, and suddenly the breath weakened again and the wounds in his body grew worse.

“Bastard! You all have to pay for it...”

The voices of bent anger resounded emptiness, but his words were interrupted before they were finished.

“Die! ”

A bristle-blowing, gold-cutting Uzbek steel sword suddenly swept open the layer void, chopping past towards the bent bottom wave at an alarming speed. The face of the benthic wave changed and the golden light in the body burst into the air. Without thinking about it, it rushed towards the king. But the next moment, boom, a huge amount of spiritual power like steel, suddenly burst into the mind of the benthic wave.

As this burst unfolded, the golden light outside the benthic wave stagnated, immediately appearing a slight rupture.

Spiritual Spike!

Qi Penetration!

In a short period of time, Wang Zheng launched two successive attacks, the first delayed the attack of the benthic wave, causing his defense to appear broken, and the second, directly penetrated his Qi. Sigh, the cold light flashed, a big head flew high and out from the shoulder of the benthic wave.

“No!”

“Sir! ”

“Benthic wave! ”

……

At this moment, time seemed to stand still, Abe * * * *, Ziad, Sheshamu, Daqin Ruzan, and countless iron bikes rushing forward, all pale and stopping, such as falling ice cellars.

A generation of great cannibal warriors, the Civil War of the Southern Conquest, from the undefeated Benedictine Wave, actually fell here in the first battle to conquer the East, which is a hell of a nightmare for all the great cannibals.

“Impossible! How can it be like this! ”

In the distance, Daqin's hair was chaotic and confusing. With the fall of Benedictine, the dream of Daqin's praise also collapsed.

Since the Southwestern World War, Ushid has deteriorated, and in Daqin Ruo's praise, all hope has long been placed in this Battle of Tiros. But now, all the dust is settled, and even Daqin Ruozhan is unable to return to heaven.

Unlike countless great cannibals and Us Tibetans, the face is different, at this time, the side of Datang, after a brief silence, suddenly burst out a shocking cheer.

“Wang Chong! ”

“Wang Chong! ”

“Wang Chong! ”

……

The cheers are shocking, everyone's crazy. No one thought that, when this war had been fought, Wang Zhong could still lead the crowd to turn the table, defeating not only the great cannibals and Us Tibetans, but also the biggest threat to Datang, who killed Hu Tiebo.

“Kill!”

With a single order, all the great armies rushed out.

Datang triumphed, and after months of hard and remarkable battle, Datang finally won the final victory in this fierce war, laughing all the way to the peak.

And now it's time to harvest the winning fruit!

“Kill!”

The first reaction was the remaining thousands of wounded iron rides, the hooves, the heavy horseshoes, thousands of wounded iron rides stabbed across the army like a sword. Ah, in a scream, the man leaned over, and countless iron and Us Tibetan rides were immediately slaughtered.

“Boom!”

And almost at the same time, a huge flagpole forged from deep ocean brown iron and unknown metal, heavily inserted into the earth, the red and dark battle flag swept against the wind, clamoring, a force radiated out again, and at the feet of the Shen Jail Army, the Shen Wu Army, the Dragon Army and other armies, together with the railroad riding, the halo of light reappeared. Though much less brilliant than before due to heavy troop losses, it remains sharp.

Without a trace of hesitation, the next moment, all the armies immediately advanced at full speed, marching towards tens of thousands of staples across the street and riding Us Tibetan iron. It was just for a moment, short soldiers connected, countless big meals, Us Tibetan iron rides were chopped down and plunged into the bloodstream.

“Back off! Back off! ”

A shouting shout struck the battlefield.

Defeated in total collapse!

At this moment, neither the cannibals nor the Us Tibetans had the heart to fight, and failed in front of the massive attack by the Chinese. The death of Dreddy Bo was an unparalleled blow to everyone, the morale of the military had completely collapsed, everyone was just trying to escape from this nightmarish crowd, even completely disregarding the formation and queue, stomping and impinging on each other, the whole battlefield was chaotic.

“Ah!”

In a terrible scream, a famous food, Us Tibetan iron riding was blocked by the army in front, difficult to inch in, quickly caught up by the rear Shenzhen Prison Army, Shenzhen Wu Army, Us Tibetan iron riding, one by one was chopped down. Five thousand, six thousand, seven thousand…, from the Great Army to the whole army retreat, this short instant caused chaos, causing heavy casualties in the coalition forces of Us Tibet and Big Food, and instantly seven or eight thousand people died in battle.

When a large army is completely disengaged, this war can no longer be called war, but a massacre on one side. When a man is panicked, distracted, and without a fierce will to die, he may not be able to use even 50% of his strength.

Misery Hung everywhere!

Thousands of Us Tibetans and Cannibals continue to fall, but in a short space of time, they live and brutally interpret these four words with vast casualties and their own lives.

“Shoot!”

Behind the army, Su Cold Mountain waved his arm and gave the order. In that instant, a long crossbow came out electrocuted and fell into a panicked army of Us Tibetans and Carnivores. Poop, two Ushid and a big food iron riding could not escape, was crossed from the rear by a crossbow arrow and plunged into the ground like wooden piles, motionless, dead of qi.

The same thing keeps happening elsewhere.

During the battle, Zhang Shouzhi led all the craftsmen to the drums and finally drove out a batch of crossbows. On the other hand, Su Cold Mountain is more direct. All the crossbows collected from the battlefield, as long as the degree of bending is not too great, as long as they can still be stuffed into the car of the crossbow, they are all stuffed by him.

This is the perfect time to expand the fruits of the war and harvest the enemy forces while the food and the Us Tibetan coalition are not fighting. Whether these crossbows are repaired or not is no longer important, and in this great pursuit, killing one is one.

“Pass the word, all Mamlik Iron Cavalry up to the front line and stop them! If no one breaks, we won't be able to retreat! ”

Abe * * * was in a hurry, and even his orders were difficult to restrain the army, and the battle death of Dreddy Bo was too devastating for everyone. Now we can only hope for a long training, a hundred wars, a forbidden horse Mullik iron ride. Yet Abe * * * had just given the order and heard a terrible scream in her ear--

“Ah!”

Abe * * * * shocked herself and turned her head steeply to see a scene that made him freeze and cold inside:

In the midst of the insurgency, Us Tibetan's Imperial General, the Fire Tree, was hidden, suddenly stabbed through his chest by a long sword, raised high, topped in the middle of the sky, and blood flowed from under him. And with that sword, Abe * * * * saw a young, familiar figure at a glance.

“Fire Tree Collection, you deserve it! ”

Wang stared at the fire tree and hid it. There was a killing machine in his eyes. The Fire Tree Collection and Daqin praised the cooperation of these two warlords, almost caused Wang to watch his father Wang Jianxian die on the battlefield of Xueros. If it wasn't for his rapid reaction, he would really regret it for the rest of his life.

Therefore, anyone can go, but only the monolithic tree must die.

“Pā!”

In the electric shoreline, one arm was covered in blood, stretched out steeply, and one grabbed Wang Chung's arm. The fire tree was hidden in a tall body, nailed firmly to the sword by Wang Zheng. His face was pale and his breath was like a candle in the wind. He seemed likely to extinguish at any moment, but he still had a smile on his face, which seemed to have put life and death out of reach.

“A king loses, that's all, I have nothing to say. Wang Chong, you are the greatest enemy of Us Tibet, but as a warlord, you can die in your hands, on the battlefield, and this is the end that a warlord deserves. As a warlord, I hope you will grant me a request. The face is only a literary man, without my support, and he will have difficulty threatening you in the future. You've already won this battle. Will you spare him his life? ”

Blood followed the palms of the fire tree and full body armor continued to flow, but the smile on his face grew deeper and deeper, his pupils calm, seemingly ready for the upcoming ending. Only one hand grabbed Wang's sword arm dead, with some kind of cry in his eyes.

At that moment, Wang shook up, he never thought that the fire tree was hidden at the moment of death, and this is what he thought.