Chapter 293 Those who are not of my race must have different hearts!

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Among these Qiang people, perhaps only Amen still managed to maintain some sense.

During the charge, he slowed down a little, and the Qiang people behind him directly crossed his body. This was not because he was timid, but because he wanted to see more clearly.

I have long heard from the elders in the tribe that the internal organs in the human body are colorful. Amon finally saw it today...

Black kidneys, red heart, white brains...

Nearly a hundred Qiang people were split into two pieces at the moment of contact. This tragic scene immediately stopped the team.

But the soldiers of Modao Army didn't give them any room to breathe, they turned around and struck again!

The momentum is like breaking bamboo and the momentum is like rainbow!

He is invincible, and anyone who stands in his way will be reduced to dust!

A few words from Liu Deng's original memorial suddenly appeared in Liu Heng's mind. He originally thought that these words were just praise for Mo Daojun. He didn't take it to heart at the time, but today he actually saw Mo Daojun. After using his power, he realized that Liu Deng was telling the truth and did not mean any exaggeration.

"call--"

The big Han military princes present all had their eyes widened. Such a mighty army and such fierce weapons were truly the only ones they had ever seen in their lives!

"How powerful is my Modao Army?"

Liu Deng raised his head high and asked Dou Pengzu beside him with pride.

His voice was loud. Although he seemed to be asking Dou Pengzu, he was also expressing his silent anger to the civil and military ministers of the dynasty.

"Hahahaha! Mo Daojun, kill!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

Following Guan Fu's wild laughter, the soldiers of Modao Army burst out in response.

Every time the word "kill" is shouted and a knife is struck, a Qiang man will definitely be chopped in half with the knife.

In just a few breaths, four to five hundred of the three thousand Qiang people had been killed!

The air was filled with the unique smell of human blood mixed with various body fluids, and the common people watching the battle shivered...

Having lived in Chang'an for a long time, they had seen the training of the Jinwu Guards, but they had never seen such a tragic battlefield like today.

"Mo Dao Army is mighty!"

Someone in the crowd shouted, and this sudden shout immediately resonated.

"Mo Dao Army is mighty!"

"Mo Dao Army is mighty!"

"The Han army is mighty!"

"The Han army is mighty!"

The entire scene was completely ignited. The entire Han Dynasty had been suppressed for too long. The continuous defeats in the battle against the Xiongnu made the subjects of the entire Han Dynasty change their minds when talking about the Xiongnu.

Even though the Han army achieved such a victory this time, although people were excited, their fear of the Huns still did not completely dissipate.

But today was different. After seeing the power of Modao Army, the people of Chang'an no longer had any doubts about the Han Dynasty's ability to defeat the Huns.

With such warriors here, why worry about the Xiongnu being immortal?

"Hahahahaha, the wind is blowing, the clouds are flying, and the warriors are guarding the four directions!"

Listening to the cries of the common people, the soldiers of Modao Army were like gods of war possessing each other, with endless strength emerging from all over their bodies.

Guan Fu even laughed wildly and sang the Great Wind Song written by Emperor Gaozu.

At first, the soldiers of the Modao Army responded in unison, and then the soldiers of the Shenwu Army also began to sing.

The strong wind is blowing, the clouds are flying, and the warriors are guarding the four sides!

Liu Heng suddenly felt that his eyes were a little moist, and no amount of gorgeous words could express his mood at the moment. He suddenly pulled out the Gaozu Snake Sword from his waist, strode to the front of the stand, and waved the sword in his hand. The sword followed the soldiers and sang the song of the wind!

The warriors of An De are guarding the four sides!

Isn't the warrior right in front of me?

The petty officials who had ridiculed and suppressed Guan Fu in the past were now trembling. Such a hero was actually buried in the arsenal by them and became a treasurer as a commander.

If the emperor knew about this, I'm afraid no one from top to bottom would be able to reap the benefits...

The Mo Dao Army is as powerful as a rainbow, and the Qiang people all have earth-colored faces. No matter how hard they try, how can they shake these Mo Dao Army soldiers wearing heavy armor?

Although the swords in their hands were all standard weapons of the Han army, looking at the half-inch thick plate armor, it only left a white mark at most, so how could it hurt them at all?

After several attempts, the Qiang people's team was completely scattered, and Amon was desperate...

His heart was filled with fear. When did the Han army gain such an army?

There are only a hundred people, but they are so powerful. Three thousand Qiang warriors and a hundred Han people have been fighting for so long. The two sides have been in a stalemate for so long, but they are unable to cause any harm to the other party...

Such an army does not need to be large at all. As long as there are about ten thousand people, I am afraid that all the Qiang people in the Hexi Corridor will be slaughtered by them...

A quarter of an hour passed, and only less than two thousand of the three thousand Qiang people were left. The Qiang people's team began to collapse. They were afraid, they were afraid, and like their ancestors, they dropped their weapons and began to flee.

"Hahaha, Mo Daojun, kill!"

The soldiers of the Modao Army laughed wildly and began to kill them. They originally thought it was an evenly matched battle, but no one expected that the thousand Shenwu Army did not move, and it was just a hundred Modao Army. A one-sided massacre...

The wind is blowing, the clouds are flying, and we are returning to our hometown!

The Qiang people's team began to flee throughout the school grounds. They tried to escape from the school grounds, but there were Jinwu Guard soldiers everywhere. How could they escape?

Liu Xun's face was as pale as earth, and among the people watching, Yang Sheng was trembling all over...

He had calculated a thousand possibilities and made all the plans, but he never expected that the final battle situation would be like this...

Although you are as cunning as a fox, I will remain unmoved. In the face of absolute strength, any conspiracy and trickery will seem so powerless.

"Is this Mo Daojun?"

Liu Qi stood beside Liu Heng and murmured to himself...

The war is over. The soldiers of the Shenwu Army have begun to join the battle. The crossbows in their hands are killing each other one by one. The Qiang people have no way to escape. No matter how they beg for mercy, the only fate waiting for them is death. This is the capital of the Han Dynasty. How can Can it accommodate aliens like them wearing armor and holding sharp blades?

From the moment they arrived in Chang'an, death was their only fate...

No wonder Liu Deng was cruel. After seeing the villages that had been ravaged by the Huns, Liu Deng deeply realized that those who are not of my race must have different hearts!