But the battle was not over. The plane began to return, and there were twenty aircraft behind. Vehicles of traditional war magic weapons were flying in. These war magic weapons were even more powerful. There were not only machine guns above, but also rapid-fire cannons. Rapid-fire cannons are specially designed to target places with a large number of people, which can cause huge casualties every time.

"They...they...really killed the people!" The new Emperor's Majesty was trembling, and Anyang actually did this!

Not to mention the emperor, even Yuan Zhao was stunned. He looked at the cleared road in the middle of the people's team, the rolling smoke in the sky, and the wreckage slowly falling in the sky, and for a moment he was a little stunned.

As for the people, they have been scared to death.

But at this moment, Yuan Zhao suddenly felt his heart beating wildly.

"Buzz..." A roar came from the top of his head, and then Yuan Zhao saw twenty planes suddenly appear above the army, and the massacre began before the army could react.

I didn't think it was before when I saw these planes close at hand. At this moment, Yuan Zhao suddenly realized that the plane was so fast that even if I could fly at full speed at the Jindan stage, I could not catch up with the plane.

The cannon roared, and the aviation bombs landed safely under the cover of the cannon, and then the brightest flames burst out. The earth was trembling and the soldiers were wailing. Under this fierce attack, only those above the Foundation Establishment Stage can have hope of being spared; almost no one in the ordinary Qi Refining Stage was torn apart.

The plane flew over quickly, but what was left on the ground was a "black and red carpet". Just a wave of attacks, the remaining 80,000 elite soldiers under the prince went to seven or eight thousand. Such crazy killings finally caused the soldiers who had been tortured in the Wuyang City war to finally collapse.

The power of soldiers in the Qi Refining Stage is a little worse than that of machines. Those captains and deputy generals in the Foundation Establishment Stage try their best to maintain the team, but the impact cannot be eliminated.

The earth shook slightly again. When Yuan Zhao looked up, he found that some motorcycles with ferocious appearances were slowly approaching. There were cannons, machine guns, and fully armed foundation-building masters on the motorcycle.

More than 500 motorcycles were slowly advancing, and as the flames spurted, the people of Wuyang City and the soldiers under the emperor fell down, as if they were cutting wheat.

Whenever a master wants to attack a locomotive, there will be a sniper rifle blocking it; many masters don’t know what they were hit until they die.

Behind the motorcycle team is Anyang's main team, with a maximum of 50,000 main teams being more luxurious. Everyone wears magic weapons suits, everyone carries rifles, everyone has flying swords, and everyone is full of talismans. The strong body of cultivators allows these elite soldiers to carry hundreds of kilograms of ammunition, weapons and equipment, etc.

These elite soldiers arrived and completely blocked the defeated soldiers or people on the emperor's side. The elite soldiers in Anyang were like cold machines, taking neat steps and carrying out three-stage attacks. Whether it was talismans, flying swords, or even machine guns, they were all three-stage attacks, forming seamless coverage.

It seemed that the flood hit the embankment, and the soldiers in Anyang advanced and squeezed them layer by layer. The soldiers on the emperor and the people fell down like straw.

There is no mercy, no persuasion to surrender! There is only killing.

When the people are deceived by greed and instigated to become pawns, when both sides enter the war, the result is already destined and cannot be changed. There are no people on the battlefield, there are only soldiers; there is no mercy on the battlefield, there are only winners and losers, life and death.

Buzz...

The sky buzzed again; the plane went back and returned, and the plane that had reloaded its ammunition showed its power again.

Diving... machine gun fire... aviation bombs bloom... another blood-red carpet slowly emerges. The wailing sounds resound throughout the world!

After the second plane attack, both the people and the soldiers on the emperor began to collapse.

In the distance, Beichen Yuqing was coldly concerned, constantly commanding soldiers to advance, surround, detour, and gather fire. The first large-scale mechanized battle made Beichen Yuqing fully play out. The sky and the ground cooperated together, making the soldiers who were first exposed to such wars at a loss. Even the soldiers were like this, let alone the people.

Greed had long faded away, and there was only endless fear; the people who had their eyes flashed with greed, now they were like dogs who were struggling, breaking through randomly, and as a result, many people were hitting their feet towards the sky.

Some people with higher cultivation levels rushed to the rear and trampled the people in front; some people with more cleverness knelt down quickly and raised their hands high. Facing these surrendered people, Anyang did not kill them all, but only let the previous guards seal their true essence and detain them, waiting for trial.

In the distance, Yuan Zhao was also observing the battlefield. Although the soldiers on his side were defeated like a mountain torrent, and they were out of control and people died every moment, Yuan Zhao seemed to have no worries and just watched the soldiers die.

These soldiers were formed by the emperor and the Yue family, that is, relatives of the outside, and had nothing to do with the Yuan family. Therefore, Yuan Zhao was secretly happy when he saw these soldiers die - without these soldiers, the Yuan family could control the emperor; including the Yue family, the relative of the Yue family, could not resist the Yuan family's power!

The war broke out quickly and ended faster. It ended in just half a day. About 60,000 people in Anyang faced the emperor's 80,000 troops, and 300,000 people. Such a huge difference in proportion was to defeat the more with less, forming a unilateral massacre!

In half a day, the killing was as high as 150,000! This was no longer a war, but a killing. Yuan Zhao's face finally pale: Even the biggest war in the past thousand years is the war between Wei and Zhao. The two sides called on tens of millions of soldiers and 20 million civilians, and the biggest casualties in a day did not exceed 100,000!

But now, 150,000 will be slaughtered in half a day! Half a day! Just the current situation, if it continues, it will probably take at most two hours or four hours, and none of the remaining defeated soldiers will be able to escape!

It changed! It really changed! Yuan Zhao no longer had a smile in his eyes, no longer had Jizhu's plans, and some were just fear of the new war situation.

Although artillery had already shown strong war potential and killing potential when siege Wuyang City, the shells were limited after all; but Anyang was different, shells, bombs, and machine guns had no control at all. Bullets were like raindrops, and shells were like hail, continuous.

The explosion continues, and the machine guns are still sweeping; whether they are fighting or those who are defeated and fleeing, they cannot escape the fate of killing. There is only one way to survive - kneel down, raise your hand to surrender, wait for the guards to come and block the true energy and detain them.

Looking at the battlefield where blood was drifting and looking at the Anyang soldiers advancing in pools of blood, Yuan Zhao took a deep breath and tried to calm the shock in his heart.

"Is this the change brought about by industry and commerce?! Is this the result of the prosperity of the country through industry and commerce?!" Yuan Zhao kept asking himself in his heart.

At this moment, a vehicle slowly flew in front of Yuan Zhao, the emperor and others. This vehicle was different from other vehicles. There were no guns or cannons on it, only a few Jindan stage masters stood guard; in the center was the elegant Beichen Yuqing.

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Chapter completed!