Xin Zhuo did not look back. He kept his eyes on the sky. His voice was so calm at this moment that it made people feel heartbroken: "The people of the Thirteen Kingdoms in the Western Regions are panicked! The army in the Western Regions has become extremely weak! They can no longer withstand setbacks! In their Impetuously seeking victory! Here...I, Jiang Yuqing, am here!"
This sentence has no technical content, no harsh words to inspire people, and no basic operation to win people's hearts, but the invisible confidence has infected Jiang Guyen.
He nodded slightly and was three steps behind the county king. His old face was already full of perseverance and determination to die!
Like him, there are hundreds of robes behind him!
"Boom boom boom..."
The army of the Western Regions finally stopped advancing, three miles away!
This was already a very close distance, and it was impossible to tell how many people there were in the boundless army. It was as if the entire world had been dyed with colorful armor.
An invisible wave of ferocious energy rushed toward his face.
Thousands of Western Region generals slowly walked out of the 800,000-strong army camp, looking full of aggression. The three in the middle were Si Liuqi, Seth Na and Gou Heide.
They had no intention of talking and looked at the sky silently, as if looking for a suitable time to annihilate the Western Qin army.
Things like thoughts are sometimes shared by everyone.
The two armies faced each other, and now there were more than a million lions!
This has been a shocking, depressing, and terrifying scene throughout the ages!
Even the wind seemed to have stopped.
The suffocating atmosphere rushed in all directions, and a row of wild geese flew in from a distance, turned around in a mess, and fled into the distance.
There is no poetry and distance here, there is no picturesque scenery in the Western Regions, there is only the extreme killing on the battlefield that is about to begin, and the primitive, brutal and huge millions of troops fighting for their lives!
The people watching from three places in the distance, no matter what their temperament or thoughts, can't help but feel trance-like and restless.
This is a battle that determines the pattern of the land of thousands of miles in the Western Qin Dynasty!
This is a life and death scene where a battle determines the outcome!
This is the ultimate romance between soldiers!
Xin Zhuo rode a demon horse and stood at the front of the 140,000 Western Qin army. He was lonely and proud.
The bloody battle of millions of armies, and the pattern of the Western Qin Dynasty that spanned thousands of miles and affected hundreds of millions of people, all depended on his split-second order!
He kept looking at the sky until the sun rose to the sky. When the time was up, he slowly raised his right hand.
"Woo——"
The Western Qin Army blew the horn, which was dull, blue, and heart-wrenching.
"Dongdong..."
The drummers of the Western Qin Dynasty, who were nine feet tall and looked like evil spirits from ancient times, beat the war drums vigorously.
"Dongdong..."
The armies of the Thirteen Kingdoms in the Western Region also beat the war drums, as if in response.
Everyone was looking at Xin Zhuo's raised hand.
After pausing for more than ten breaths, the hands finally waved down heavily.
"Boom! Boom! Boom..."
Hundreds of generals behind him galloped into the distance, and then 90,000 Western Qin infantry, archers, spearmen, blunt swordsmen, horizontal swordsmen, crossbowmen, and armored soldiers, under the leadership of their respective generals, slowly pressed towards The armies of the Thirteen Kingdoms in the Western Regions.
"Boom boom..."
Fifty thousand Western Qin cavalry rushed towards the left and right flanks of the Western Region Allied Forces with a cold-blooded charge.
This kind of operation, which involved the whole army pressing down from the very beginning, made the Western Region Allied Forces a little confused, but soon the three commanders made a decision——
All 800,000 Western Region Allied Forces attack!
War horses neighed and armors clashed.
"Boom boom..."
The two armies got closer and closer, and finally reached an arrow's distance.
A general of the Western Qin Army raised the flag and waved it down with all his strength.
The general of the Western Region Allied Forces also raised his command flag and waved it down heavily.
"Have a rest, rest, rest, rest..."
"Have a rest, rest, rest, rest..."
The archers and crossbowmen of the two armies made uniform movements, drew their bows to full strings, and shot out.
The arrows, which covered the sky and were as dense as flying insects, went straight up into the sky, then turned around in an arc and shot down heavily.
"boom……"
The shield bearers of both armies raised their large shields at the same time.
"Ding ding ding..."
The dense arrows scattered one after another, hitting the armor, the shield, and the body indiscriminately...
"ah……"
The ear-piercing screams resounded in all directions.
The cold and bloodthirsty generals raised the flags of the two armies again: "Shoot!"
…
"shoot!"
…
"shoot!"
After three rounds of volleys, both armies had lost their lives and casualties.
The drums of war never stopped.
The old general Tuoba defeated the enemy and swooped forward, waving his sword vigorously: "Kill!"
"Gulu!"
Asule, the general of the Gumo Kingdom, clutched his spear and shouted in all directions with his strange voice.
"kill!"
The densely packed army of one million people rushed together like a tide in an instant.
Hundreds of trebuchets in the West Qin army's formation behind them roared and "vomited" huge rocks like ferocious beasts.
The weird and tall catapults of the Western Region Allied Forces also ejected dense stones!
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."
"kill!"
The primitive killing attack has begun at the moment when the forwards of the two armies meet!
Roars, shouts of death, and clashes of weapons filled the vast land.
The cavalry teams on the left and right wings began to charge and fight wildly amidst the thunderous sound of horse hooves.
This battle is about death but not life.
This battle will definitely bring blood to the beautiful land of the Western Region.
However, Xin Zhuo sat upright on his horse, surrounded by eight hundred Iron Floating Guards after the wounded recovered, and remained motionless.
There were only Tie Fuwei around, and even Xiong Zhang, Murong Xiu, and Cui Ying'er also went up. With their martial arts cultivation, they had already surpassed too many ordinary soldiers.
Half an hour!
An hour!
Two hours!
The boundless battlefield has turned into a lake of pulp, with fighting everywhere, weapons clashing everywhere, corpses stacked up one after another, and the smell of blood penetrates directly into the nose.
The messengers in front came densely with news, almost roaring:
"King of the County! The forward is frustrated!"
"Prince! Our left wing shows signs of defeat!"
"Prince! The western battlefield is close to defeat!"
"Prince! There are too many enemy troops, and our army is powerless!"
"Prince..."
"Got it!" Xin Zhuo always said this without any fluctuation in his expression.
The eight hundred iron floating guards behind him had a gloomy face, their eyes were full of murderous intent, and they were also motionless.
…
"The Western Qin Army is going to be defeated!"
A rare sneer appeared on Mr. Dongfang's lips.
…
"The Western Qin Army is going to be defeated! The fertile land of Western Qin, which is thousands of miles away, may fall into the hands of the Thirteen Kingdoms of the Western Regions!"
"Is this what happened to the Western Qin Army after three hundred years?"
"Junior brother, what are you doing for?"
Feng Shuning and Shui Qingliu murmured to themselves, feeling dejected. No matter what, the Western Qin was the Western Qin of the Great Zhou Dynasty after all!
…
"The Western Region Allied Forces have exerted themselves to the extreme, but the Western Qin Army... is about to disappear!"
Jiang Hu's steps were unsteady and his face was completely pale.
"General, don't do this!"
Jia Sikong and the other three quickly supported each other with a snap of their fingers.
However, Fairy Juan Siliang suddenly focused her eyes: "Huh? Jiang Yuqing took action!"
…
Xin Zhuo did take action. He had been observing the Western Region Allied Forces. At this moment, his eyes showed a dazzling look. He gripped the cold iron spear and suddenly charged forward.
The eight hundred iron floating guards behind him didn't care about the reason. They followed wherever the county king was.
"Amaterasu's hundreds of soldiers are invincible in all directions!"
Xin Zhuo's deep voice was like a bell, crossing the battlefield, and there was an inexplicable dazzling light on his body, which became more intense with every step he took.
The clouds in the sky were rolling endlessly, and ripples full of charm flew from all directions. Then a huge unicorn silhouette suddenly appeared, looking up to the sky and roaring.
This roar seemed to have a strange magical power. All the Western Qin troops below, no matter how weak they were, no matter how miserable they were, instantly burst out with unparalleled violent power. Their eyes were blood red, like wild beasts, and they let out bursts of roars, charging towards the enemy.
"The Western Qin army is mighty!"
Xin Zhuo's voice spread everywhere again.
"Long live the king!"
Countless Western Qin soldiers roared and charged desperately!
