The Sword Dynasty

Yuan Wu still stood quietly in the dust.

The Daqin cavalry and chariots on both sides rushed past him beside him, chasing towards the vanguard of Yanqi 3rd Road.

The pool of blood in front of him spread to several feet in front of him, was also cut by the breath of him, and quietly separated towards the sides of his body.

He did not issue any more orders, but in fact he had already given orders to Huang Zhenwei, that is, to kill all three of the vanguards!

At this time, Huang Zhenwei is completely his other body.

And this body has the power of Zushan's immortal medicine. Yuan Wu can be sure that even if Ding Ning is close, he will not be able to kill him.

Intentionally, just within a few moments, Huang Zhenwei had already crossed these three-way avant-garde enemy formations, passed all Yanqi sergeants and practitioners, and reached the front of these three-way avant-garde forces.

In all people's perceptions, Huang Zhenwei did not skimp on the true yuan at all. The true yuan accumulated in his body surged out, and a wall of sword-like spirit continuously swept across the battlefield and set off blood waves.

Huang Zhenwei blocked the escape route of the three armed forces with one person. Daqin Qingqi stepped across the pool of blood at the rear and first caught up with the three fleeing Yanqi coalition forces.

With an arrogant roar, the cavalry made bursts of arrows, falling like rain, and instantly caused three Yanqi coalition forces to be hit hard.

"kill!"

These three vanguards have fully understood the purpose of Yuan Wu.

Yuan Wu is about to extinguish his power.

In the sound of Zhentian's killing, the three-way vanguard separated all the way to death, rushed towards Huang Zhenwei, and the remaining ministries were all scattered into small shares, fleeing from both sides.

However, at this moment, the entire sky that had been illuminated by Huang Zhenwei's sword was several times brighter than usual and became more dazzling.

This is a scene that has frightened many masters.

Two dense flying swords like rivers appeared in the world like the galaxy in the sky, and flew out of the chariot rushing behind the cavalry.

The speed of these flying swords is far faster than the speed of arrows and ordinary runes, and there are strict rules between the aurora glances.

Hundreds of sword lights with the roar of death tangled to the flanks of the three-way vanguard. There were more than one hundred sword lights that shuttled precisely between these streamer shadows and revolved around these chariots. Protect everyone on these tanks.

The power brought by these flying swords even rolled up the whirlwind, so that the four wheels of these chariots were almost off the ground, and the speed forward was not less than that of light riding which has reached full speed.

These three-way vanguards are all Yanqi's elite troops and have experienced countless battles, but even the most experienced sergeants among them have never experienced such battles at all.

Any formation, any coordination is completely invalid, any resistance is completely invalid, and it becomes a one-sided slaughter.

A streamer of flying swords traversed past, and at once brought more than ten groups of blood mist, each group of blood mist was surging on a different Yanqi sergeant, representing the death of a fresh life.

A Yanjun general saw that it was impossible to escape, and he sighed and slammed himself.

The battlefield was full of mourning, fewer and fewer people resisted, more and more sergeants who preferred to kill themselves rather than be slaughtered, and finally the blood mist bloomed everywhere, covering the three-way vanguard.

In less than a scent of incense, except for the guru and the few practitioners who had previously retreated, the vanguards who first attacked Changlu in these three ways no longer escaped, and no one could stand again.

The blood was red against the sky.

When Huang Zhenwei returned to Yuanwu's side, the big Qin cavalry began to retreat, and Jianguang on the chariot began to recover. The countryside outside Changluo City was like a red carpet, which was indescribable. Bleak.

These three-way vanguards are also tens to hundreds of miles away from the Yanqi Allied Army. When Yuan Wu shot and the battle took place, there were many means of beaconing, flying pigeons, war eagles, etc., and even practitioners quickly approached high. Far away.

When the results of this battle quickly spread to the Yanqi Allied Forces, in the initial moment, the generals who contacted this military among the Yanqi Allied Forces even suspected that what they saw was not true.

However, when a military report came along like a stream of water, all the generals of the Yanqi Allied Army felt that the sky had darkened instantly.

In the back of the Qi army, among the Qi army that can be said to be the farthest away from Changluo.Several generals surrounded Qi Emperor, all were silent.

There is no way to unify their opinions.

Half of the generals’ opinion was to withdraw their troops quickly to avoid a big defeat, while half of the generals’ opinion was a whole-strike assault at all costs, and they attacked Changluo with terrifying military power. No matter how many casualties, they must also break through Changluo.

However, no general felt that he could make such a decision, even if the power to make this decision was in his hands.

Because it means not only the life and death of millions of people, but also the survival and demise of a dynasty.

Only the emperor of this dynasty is qualified to make such a judgment.

The highest-ranking generals of the Qi army were waiting for the orders of Qi Emperor.

However, in this long period of time, Emperor Qi only felt that the sea was roaring, the world was spinning, the light and darkness were reversing, and thousands of voices were noisy in his mind.

He raised his head, facing the moment of the sky, but what he thought in his mind was, if he changed the emperor who gave way to him, what decision would he make?

Time elapsed in one minute and one second.

However, the Yan Army was still undecided, and no high-ranking generals came to urge it.

"hold on."

Emperor Qi finally settled down, thinking about the response of the Yan Army, he also knew what these Yan people were waiting for.

"No matter what means Yuan Wu used, and no matter how seriously Huang Zhenwei was healed, he and Huang Zhenwei's true yuan will not be endless, and the true yuan consumed will also need a long time to replenish. The real victory or defeat is not here, is whether the power of Zheng Xiu can be eliminated."

"If Zheng Xiu's power is completely destroyed, it is impossible to defeat Qi Yan's coalition with Yuan Wu alone. Even if only half of us finally remain, Changluo will die, and Changling will die."

His harsh voice passed into the ears of these generals.

There is no objection.

But if it is really that step, Army Yan will definitely rush back to rescue.

Qin Jun fought back and forth, can Yan still survive?

If Yan did not exist, even if the troops of the Daqi dynasty could retain their main force during the retreat process, and they could encroach on many resources found from Qin Jing, but Zheng Xiuzai, Yuan Wu's strength is so advanced. What else can the Qi Dynasty rely on?

At this moment, everyone thought of Ding Ning.

Just disregarding the meaning of the world's sword head of Bashan Jianchang, he launched this war of cutting down the Qin Dynasty. After the defeat, can he hope to get help from the other side?

The mouths of these generals are getting bitter.