Qi Jie was shaken awake from his sweet dream. When he opened his eyes, he saw the anxious face of the Chinese Army Sima. He heard the loud killing sounds and couldn't help but look confused.
Sima of the Chinese army held Qi Jie with one hand, and his voice became sharp with anxiety: "General! The enemy is attacking!"
Qi Jie was in a daze, not yet fully awake from his dream, and said confusedly: "Enemy attack? What enemy attack?"
"Didn't Jimo surrender? Even Chu State..."
The Sima people in the Chinese army were dumbfounded, and without any explanation, they dragged Qijie out of the bed and outside the tent——
I saw flames soaring into the sky, and the sound of killings everywhere. The flames lit up half of the sky, and the sky showed a faint red... Countless monsters rushed towards me, and the wooden walls of the Yan Army camp were like tofu, covered by these flaming monsters. The monster smashed into pieces.
Soldier Yan stood up in panic, but had no power to fight back.
Those monsters were like crazy killing machines - they even had bright blades on their heads, charging around.
Plenty of tents were trampled over, and many of Yan's soldiers had been trampled to pulp by those terrifying monsters before they could crawl out of the tents.
Even though the brave Yan Jun soldiers drew their swords and wanted to kill those terrifying monsters, they found that their swords were completely ineffective against the crazy monsters.
Even if he slashes with a sword, it can't stop those crazy monsters at all. Instead, it will make them even more crazy and terrifying under the pain.
The shields were instantly pushed away, and the Yan Army warriors who dared to stop were stabbed to pieces by the metal blade on the monster's head. As long as they fell to the ground, they would be trampled into mud by four hooves.
Qi Jie's eyes widened and he suddenly woke up——
I saw those monsters dressed in five colors, with swords on their heads and fire on their tails... I couldn't tell what they were in the darkness for a while. Trampled upon, the bones and tendons of Yan's soldiers were broken, and the tents were ignited by the flames on their tails, causing a great chaos.
This... what kind of monster is this riding horse?
"God's damnation... this must be heaven's damnation!" A soldier from Yan's army was running around like headless flies, crying loudly.
It must have been because the Yan people dug up the ancestral graves of the Qi people and made the ghosts and gods unhappy...that's why such a disaster was imposed.
Some of Yan's soldiers even knelt on the ground in panic, kowtowing repeatedly at the rampaging monsters.
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Thousands of fire oxen crashed directly into the Yan army's camp. The walls of the camp were smashed to pieces, and the tents along the way were set on fire, with flames everywhere.
Most of Yan's soldiers were still sleeping. They were still confused about what happened until the moment they were crushed and trampled to death by the flaming bull.
The 200,000-strong Yan Army camp was in chaos and could not organize a strong defense. Then again, there was no effective way to deal with this rough-skinned, thick-flesh, powerful and heavy mad cow.
Random arrows can't kill him, and swords can't cut him down. It will only make those manic bulls stare with blood-red eyes and rush forward even more crazily for revenge.
The Yan soldiers fled in all directions...
Just outside the camp wall, the sound of killing broke out!
Twenty to thirty thousand Qi soldiers and civilians had no formation to speak of. They rushed over from all over the mountains and plains, screaming and roaring, and the joy of revenge surged crazily in their chests!
These rabble-rousers didn't even know what a "formation" was. They just relied on their beliefs of "avenging their ancestors" and "avoiding shame" to muster up all their bloody courage and rush forward desperately.
At this moment, whoever backs down will most likely live the rest of his life with the reputation of being 'unfilial'...
"Kill! Kill all the Yan people!"
"Revenge!"
"Kill all the Yan people! Restore our great Qi..."
"Come on!"
The cry of killing resounded throughout the world, and tens of thousands of Qi soldiers and civilians rushed into the Yan army camp.
They have no escape route - those who do not surrender will die, and those who surrender will also die. It is better to fight to the death!
The soldiers of Yan Army had lost all fighting spirit under the collision of the mad bull, and now they were just running away. Qi people rushed in crazily, killing them head-on.
There were also brave Yan soldiers who dared to resist, but they were overwhelmed by the Qi people crazily - these Qi people were like wild beasts that had lost their minds. Not only did they move forward bravely, but they also seemed not to be afraid of life, death, or pain.
There was even a seriously injured Qi Ren who hugged Yan Zu tightly and threw himself into the fire... until the two sides turned into two burning people, screaming miserably and refusing to let go.
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Tian Shan was wearing full armor and standing on top of a speeding chariot.
He shouted loudly, waving the sword in his hand and rushed to the front, commanding the 'Qi army' to charge and kill.
There were also two soldiers in the car, each holding a shield and a long sword - while protecting Tian Dan tightly, they stabbed forward and pushed forward desperately.
Tian Dan shouted loudly: "Kill! Kill with me..."
A thin chariot, like a red-hot blade cutting butter, penetrated the Yan army's perimeter so easily.
The soldiers of the Yan Army who were fleeing in front of him suddenly became sparse. When Tian Dan suddenly came to his senses, he realized that he had rushed to the very center of the Yan Army's camp - in front of him was the banner of the robbed Chinese army.
Tian Dan did not hesitate, jumped out of the car while waving his sword indiscriminately, and pushed down the Yan army's central flag with all his strength.
Almost at the same time, people cheered from all over the mountains and plains, shaking the heaven and the earth.
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Xiong Wuliang stood on the top of Jimo City and looked from a distance. The entire battlefield was like a sea of fire.
The soldiers and civilians of Qi State holding torches rushed in without any plan and followed the herd to kill them. The soldiers of Yan Army were mercilessly overwhelmed.
The Qi people, who were determined to take revenge, seemed to have no intention of keeping prisoners. Even if the Yan soldiers had knelt down and surrendered, they still wanted to cut them down with one sword.
Zhao Hua stood next to Xiong Wuliang, squinting his eyes for a long time, and said with excitement: "My lord, look, the Qi people have already attacked the center of the Yan army... The Yan people are defeated!"
The banners of the robber Chinese army fell down at the sound, and excited cheers came from the Qi people all over the mountains and plains.
Xiong Wu took a deep breath with satisfaction - at this point, there was no suspense anymore.
Together with Tian Dan, he recreated the miracle of war in history - defeating the 200,000 well-trained Yan army with defeated soldiers.
It is conceivable that such news will cause shock to the whole world.
King Qi Tiandi was also standing behind Xiong Wuliang at this moment, his head covered with sweat, and his face burst into tears with excitement: "The ancestors have spirits in the sky - I will restore the Qi Dynasty!"
"It was all thanks to my adoptive father's plan that Da Qi was able to recover... From today on, Qi will look up to my adoptive father's lead!"
Xiong Wuliang didn't reply, just looked at the battlefield from a distance.
The roar of the killings shook the night sky, and the Yan army's position as far as the eye could see was already a sea of fire.
Although the flames were soaring into the sky, the battlefield was still unclear - only the faint light of swords could be seen flashing across the mountains and plains, and Qi Ren's banners were advancing rapidly.
This time, Yan will have to pay a heavy price for their arrogance - unlike in history, this time there are 10,000 elite Quyang new troops on both sides of the battlefield, quietly outflanking them. …
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