Outside Yuquan City.
The murderous aura soared into the sky, almost condensing into essence.
On a gentle slope not far from the battlefield.
Zhao Chanjia rides a strong white horse and holds a bright silver gun, standing tall and proud.
He stared down the slope——
I saw that the two soldiers and horses had collided fiercely. Countless soldiers were strangled in chaos. The sounds of swords and guns clashing and the screams of screams were endless.
"The Shengmen, Jingmen, and Kaimen are all restrained by soldiers and horses. The other gates are all extremely dangerous places..."
According to the method of breaking the eight-door golden lock formation that he learned from Zhao Zilong's practice method when he was young, Zhao Chanjia thought to himself.
At this moment.
He was not in a hurry to enter the formation, but carefully observed the changes in the formation.
But soon.
His brows relaxed slightly.
"The Eight-Door Golden Lock Formation was originally an evil formation, but adding the bronze flag made it superfluous!"
Zhao Chanjia sneered and said in his heart.
Think of this section.
His eyes sparkled with light.
Then, the pink dragon and bright silver moon spear in the palm of his hand shook slightly, and the horse under him neighed, spread its four hooves, and galloped down the gentle slope.
…
Rumble!
Rumble!
Rumble!
On the battlefield.
The sound of golden drums is endless.
Gao Ruhu raised his eyes and looked in front of the formation.
There red flags and black flags were fluttering.
The screams of fighting came from afar.
That is the direction where the Shengmen, Jingmen, and open doors are located.
"Xiao Mohe said that when fully deployed, this large formation can handle a hundred thousand troops, but now why can't it annihilate even a few thousand enemy troops?"
Gao Ruhu was a little impatient and thought to himself.
While thinking about it.
He held the command flag tightly, ready to change his formation at any time and crush the enemy.
"Repay...!"
At this moment.
A messenger rushed over.
"There are enemies coming from Dumen in the north!"
The soldiers reported to Gao Ruhu.
"How many soldiers and horses are there?"
Upon hearing this.
Gao Ruhu's face was a little solemn.
"Only one person and one horse!"
replied the soldier.
"Hahaha! How many soldiers should I be? Pass my military orders, let the army change, and strangle the enemy!"
After hearing what the soldier said, Gao Ruhu's face softened slightly and he ordered.
"yes!"
When the soldiers heard this, they accepted the order and left.
…
Dumen.
It is one of the eight gates.
Dumen means blocking the door. It is a tree of the five elements. It means that there is no way to get through, and it means that it is difficult to get through.
Therefore.
When setting up the eight-door golden lock formation.
The Lord placed many heavy armored infantrymen holding huge shields here as a blockade.
Although this door does not have the sinister aura of the Death Door, the Injury Door, and the Shock Door.
but.
It is also famous for being strong and difficult to attack.
But now.
Zhao Chanjia wanted to make meritorious deeds independently.
The bright silver gun flew in his palm, and the silver horses under his crotch were crisscrossed. Like a bolt of lightning, it crashed into the dense thicket of heavily shielded infantry.
"kill!"
"kill!"
"kill!"
I saw a man and a horse galloping towards me.
Many soldiers holding huge shields shouted in unison.
They pounded their shields heavily on the ground, forming shield walls one after another, blocking Zhao Chanjia's face.
"drive!"
The war horse neighs.
Four horse hooves soared.
Zhao Chanjia is getting closer and closer to the shield wall!
He held the reins tightly with one hand, raised the spear high with the other hand, looked ahead, and swung it hard!
boom!
boom!
boom!
Immediately afterwards.
Only continuous crashing sounds were heard.
Under the roar of the billowing edge.
The bright silver gun swept out with huge power.
Smashed heavily on a series of shields.
Suddenly.
Dozens of soldiers with heavy shields were blasted into the air and fell backwards.
In one move.
The first layer of shield wall was breached!
Break a bloody path.
Zhao Chanjia kept having castrations.
A bright silver spear unfolded in his palm.
Shadows of sharp spears were overwhelming.
The second, third, fourth, and fifth layers of shield walls were immediately shattered by bombardment.
Get to the core.
Soldiers and horses from all around came rushing over.
Zhao Chanjia was not afraid at all, he drove his horses forward, left and right, and the tip of his spear was as fast as lightning. The enemy would die if he touched it, and he would be injured if he bumped it. After a sudden impact, the enemy was frightened by this old man who was like a god. It cracked, like a wave breaking, and fled in all directions.
…
"Repay...!"
The center of the formation.
He was as tall as a tiger, riding a war horse, with two swords hanging at his waist, looking very solemnly ahead.
At this moment.
An inappropriate voice came from behind him.
"Your Majesty! The enemy general has already rushed through Dumen and is heading towards the formation!"
The soldier looked a little frightened and loudly reported to Gao Ruhu.
"Huh? Dumen has deployed heavy shield infantry. Could it be that they can't stop the enemy general?"
Gao Ruhu turned sideways and asked in a deep voice.
"The enemy general is very powerful and has already broken up the five layers of our army's defense line!"
The soldier said quickly.
"Is this happening?"
Gao Ruhu frowned, turned around, and looked in the direction of Dumen.
really.
There was a lot of chaos there.
Faintly, bursts of screams could still be heard.
"Come with me!"
Gao Ruhu snorted coldly, cursed his soldiers as useless, immediately drew out his swords, let go of his horse, and ran towards Dumen.
Hoo ho ho!
Hoo ho ho!
Hoo ho ho!
Gun shadows flew.
The overwhelming killing came.
Under the bombardment of rolling air waves.
Countless soldiers were knocked flying high.
Zhao Chanjia wielded his gun and rode his horse, harvesting the lives of his enemies at will. Blood arrows shot up into the sky, dyeing his clothes blood red.
"Where does this thief come from and dares to act so wildly?"
When Gao Ruhu killed Dumen.
Just in time to see Zhao Chanjia's momentum of defeating ten thousand people.
His eyes narrowed slightly, his tongue burst into flames, and he shouted violently.
Zhao Chanjia raised his head when he heard the sound, his eyes darkened slightly, and he swung out the bright silver spear in his hand, knocking several lieutenants on war horses away heavily.
"Are you the one from the main formation?"
Zhao Chanjia asked coldly.
Gao Ruhu said: "I am the emperor's uncle of Nan'an Kingdom, Gao Ruhu! Who are you, dare to disrupt my formation?"
Zhao Chanjia sneered and said: "So he is an imperial uncle? I am disrespectful and disrespectful. I am not talented. I am here to break the formation today!"
"If you talk arrogantly, look at the sword!"
Gao Ruhu said coldly.
The words are not finished yet.
He suddenly drew his swords, spurred his horse, and charged straight towards Zhao Chanjia to kill him.
"Well done!"
Zhao Chanjia curled his lips, gently pulled the horse with his legs, shook out a ball of gun flowers from the bright silver gun in his palm, and ran as high as a tiger to stab him in the face.
call!
One shot shot through the air.
It was like thunder rising from the ground.
Gao Ruhu saw that he was coming fiercely, and hurriedly crossed his swords in front of him, trying to block Zhao Chanjia's attack.
clang!
There was a loud bang.
The tip of the pink dragon's bright silver moon spear shot out, lightly touching the black iron swords.
Huge force rolled in.
Gao Ruhu's whole body was shaken violently, and the tiger's mouth of his hands suddenly split open, and the black iron swords were shattered into two pieces by a single shot.
call!
One shot broke both swords.
Zhao Chanjia's tendency to shoot the gun continued unabated. In the blink of an eye, the tip of the gun moved forward and stabbed heavily into Gao Ruhu's shoulder.
A trance.
Gao Ruhu grunted, and was immediately stabbed off his horse, leaving him disgraced.
After the enemy general lands.
Zhao Chanjia rode his horse to follow closely. He turned his body slightly and suddenly stretched out his left hand. He actually picked up the old uncle, who was fully armored, and placed him on his saddle.
