Chapter 333: Victory (2)

"Kill..."

There was overwhelmingly over the battlefield, only this sound was left.

There is only this idea left in everyone's mind.

kill……

Either you die or I live.

Apart from this, there were no other sounds on the battlefield.

After losing the advantage of Zhuge Divine Crossbow, the Huns finally rushed into the Han people's central army camp as they wished.

At this moment, the soldiers from both sides met in close combat, and the battle was extremely terrifying.

Without mercy or sympathy, the only thing they can see in their eyes is the enemy's hideous face and the sharp blade.

However, in contrast, the Huns gradually gained an absolute advantage.

The morale of the Han people had already reached freezing point when Li Zhi tear the flag on the high tower.

At this time, the enemy had already rushed into the formation, and there was still no indication on the tower. Instead, countless jumping figures could be seen faintly, as if they were fighting each other.

In such a situation, even if you are optimistic, you will inevitably have doubts from your heart.

The ancient road bearded Gu Damao is really in danger.

The brave one wins when they meet on a narrow road.

Today's battle is the day of the decisive battle between the Cheng family and the Huns, the two giants. Both sides have made complete preparations for today.

However, the development of the situation was beyond anyone's expectations.

Whether it is the ancient Taoist beard or the Hami thorn.

For today, they have tried their best and worked hard, and for today's victory, they have used any means.

The Eight Immortals cross the sea and each showed their magical powers. They had already prepared enough gifts for each other.

The collapse of the Huanglong Legion and the bait of the Cheng family's army made the balance of victory tilt to the Huns.

However, the Zhuge Divine Crossbow that followed not only completely restored the Cheng family's disadvantages in one fell swoop, but also had a faint momentum to turn the world around.

However, Li Zhi's sudden action caused another sudden change in the battlefield pattern.

The ancient road bearded...

This sentence is already well known by Li Zhi's deliberate spread.

The Han army was shaken, and they inevitably shook them.

In the era of cold weapons, in the traditional army, no army could maintain its original combat level after losing its highest command.

Although the soldiers were still as brave, they pulled out their waist swords without hesitation and fought hard to meet them.

However, their backbone is gone.

Or, their hope is gone.

Their battle at this time was already in chaos, almost doing their own part. Compared with the unity and ferocity of the Golden Wolf Army, the combat power they could gather was insignificant.

Because, they have lost their unified command.

There has been no news on the high tower for a long time.

The palm wind whistles, and the machine spring moves.

Li Zhi's figure still seemed calm and composed under the siege of dozens of people.

Although Gu Daoyan was dead, he entrusts his command to Cheng Yinghao when he died.

Only this young wise man from the Cheng family can just take over his position.

However, Li Zhi was reluctant to give up.

After he tore up the handsome banner on the top of the tower, his figure fell again, and his target was Cheng Yinghao.

Since he took over Gu Daoyan's command, he had to take his life.

As long as he can be killed, today's mission will be successfully completed.

Once Cheng Yinghao dies, there will be no one in the Cheng family's army that can command.

If a group of dragons have no heads, there is no reason to be invincible.

However, before Cheng Yinghao, all the Cheng family, including Cheng Jiasheng, and the famous first-class masters in the southern martial arts world.

Although none of their martial arts reached the level of a master, everyone sacrificed their lives and did not care about their own lives. Even if they benefited their wisdom, they would never be able to easily succeed.

His figure moved forward and backward, and transformed into countless phantoms, firmly surrounding everyone in a small inch.

Li Zhi actually surrounded dozens of people within his attack range with only one person's strength.

Cheng Jiasheng and others' faces turned red, and they knew they would never last long. Grandmaster - it is indeed not something that people of their level can handle.

Li Zhi was playing steadily, and he was already busy, and he could soon succeed.

But at this moment, a sense arose in his heart.

The eyes of Cheng Yingtao were filled with extremely complicated expressions.

Cheng Yingtao, who was originally half lying on the ground, suddenly jumped up.

His eyes were filled with light, and there was no trace of depressingness.

He looked at Li Zhi from afar and shouted loudly: "Li Zhi, take me a punch."

Li Zhishen sighed. He knew that it would be almost a difficult thing to kill Cheng Yinghao today.

However, he was not happy or sad in his heart. Although he could not kill him, as long as he could completely entangle them so that he could not distract himself from commanding the army, the effect would be the same.

Facing Cheng Yingtao's palm that was like a sea of ​​sneer, a sneer came from the corner of Li Zhi's mouth: "The Pearl of Rice Grains."

He stretched out his palm, and there was a faint, slightly circulating energy above the big hand.

If Xu Haifeng were here, he would definitely recognize that this energy was very similar to the natural force he had when he fought against Lizhi in northern Xinjiang.

One punch and one palm, two huge forces collided heavily on the tower, causing endless waves of air to shaking.

Cheng Yingtao's body retreated like a flying roar. Cheng Jiasheng and three other masters caught his body almost at the same time. A powerful force surged in, shocking the three of them to retreat several steps.

Cheng Yingtao's body turned over in the air and stood still steadily, but there was still a bright red slung on the corner of his mouth.

Li Zhi smiled coldly.

Suddenly, his smile froze, as if he felt something. His eyes looked back, and there were faintly a little bit of black shadows, gradually connecting into a black ocean.

"Zhang Jinzhong, the one who knows the practice is a hero. Now that the ancient Taoist beard is dead, why should your Tianying Legion work for the Cheng family?"

Tuerhong's voice rose high and came into Zhang Jinzhong's ears.

"Master..."

The 80,000 soldiers of the Sky Eagle Legion had a chaotic commotion.

Gu Daoyan reigned for more than 20 years, and the soldiers here regarded him as a god.

Now that the bad news suddenly comes, chaos arises.

Zhang Jinzhong's face turned pale. He stared at the battlefield of the central army, not knowing what he had planned.

Anyone can tell at this time that the situation is now that anyone can see that the Cheng family has failed. The only thing that cannot be sure is how long they can last.

"General..."

One after another, Zhang Jinzhong took a deep breath and said loudly: "Tuer Hong, don't mess with our army's morale with words. All the men, follow the orders..."

The 80,000 Sky Eagle Army is worthy of being a few powerful soldiers from the Han Dynasty. With the order, the formation was neat and the army was in full bloom.

Zhang Jinzhong slowly pulled out his accompanying sword and shouted: "My sons, follow me..."

His words suddenly stopped and turned his head to look around in surprise.

There, far away, it seemed as if something had appeared above the horizon.

"Liu Zhengmin, the Liu family is exhausted. There is only one way to survive in front of you. Your subordinates have dispersed. Are you still not surrendering?"

Chi Duo's stern voice was like a steel knife slashing hard in Liu Zhengmin's heart.

His 50,000 soldiers were confronting the Huns in front of him.

His eyes lingered in the crowd, but his heart kept sinking.

All the senior generals and some soldiers, their eyes were filled with worries and fear.

They can sacrifice their lives and sprinkle their blood, but when their relatives are in front of them, their masculinity no longer exists.

Liu Zhengmin was sadly discovering that at this moment, if he ordered an attack, he really didn't know how many people would be able to follow the order.

Perhaps, the moment he gave the order, the moment when the Yellow Dragon Legion was destroyed.

"Hami won the assassination." Nan Yiliao said softly.
To be continued...