On the four walls of Jinling City, fighting continued everywhere, and the fighting continued. There were more and more corpses outside the city and on the city walls. Zhao Yizhi stepped on the Dragon Sword in mid-air, overlooking the scene.
"Guan Chenzi has been cultivating Taoism all his life so that all people in the world can enjoy peace. You...hehe, here in Jinling City, in the capital of Daqi, you are burning the flames of war..."
"The crime is unforgivable! The crime is unforgivable!" A flash of electric arc flashed in Zhao Yizhi's eyes, and he waved his hand, and a thunderbolt as thick as a water tank slowly poked out from the dark clouds, and then struck down hard, hitting Huaicheng. Camp.
There was no wailing sound, lightning struck, and death was imminent upon contact, leaving no room for survival.
"This...this is..."
"What kind of power is this..."
"Sorcery! Absolute sorcery..."
Although this thunderbolt was only as big as a water tank, which was far insignificant to the Huaicheng Camp, when the thunder struck, lightning radiated in all directions, implicating countless electrocuted people in the Huaicheng Camp.
Not only the soldiers and horses of the city were stunned, but also the imperial soldiers and horses such as the Yulin Army, Imperial Guards, and Twelve Heavenly Guards guarding the city were also shocked.
After the thunder and lightning struck, Zhao Yizhi didn't even look at it again, and slowly raised his hand again.
"Boom!" The palm of his hand was slowly raised and quickly lowered, and another thunder struck at the Licheng camp.
Dust and smoke were everywhere, and from the outside we could only vaguely see countless charred corpses in the camp. Even those who were lucky enough to escape were knocked to the ground and unable to get up again.
"Help...help!"
"Brothers, take off your armor quickly!"
"Spread out and stand! Everyone spread out, don't get together."
We have learned from the past, there are those in the crowd who are wailing and screaming, and there are also those who are barely calm and want to command the troops. Everything is in chaos, everyone is in danger and doesn't know what to do.
"Boom!"
The third bolt of thunder struck down, this time hitting the Zhencheng camp. Another cloud of dust and smoke was thrown up. I don't know how many people in the Zhencheng camp died tragically under this power of God.
"Brother-in-law..." Feng Menghong's young brother-in-law had already led his troops to the foot of the city wall. This time, when he saw thunder hitting the main camp of the town, the young general panicked and turned around to rush towards the main camp. .
Approaching the camp, I saw dozens of soldiers supporting Feng Menghong as he limped out.
"Brother-in-law! Are you okay, brother-in-law?" The brother-in-law hurriedly stepped forward to check Feng Menghong's injuries, and saw only minor scratches in many places on his body. Fortunately, I brought most of the troops out."
Feng Menghong waved his hand with difficulty: "It's not because the terrain is too high... The Licheng camp is low-lying, so it was struck by lightning... Oops..."
"Then...then what's going on? Brother-in-law." This young brother-in-law is a good man in charge and has a little brains, but he can't figure it out at this time.
"It's your Majesty..." Feng Menghong looked at Zhao Yizhi, who was walking on the sword in mid-air, with a bitter look on his face: "I regret it..."
Three thunderbolts struck, and most of the people on the battlefield were already like frightened birds, fleeing around the battlefield, trying to find a place to stay.
Zhao Yizhi looked at the panicked people below, frowned, and the arc in his eyes became more intense: "Oh, can you run away? You will all die to me!!"
Zhao Yizhi raised his hands toward the sky, making a gesture of embracing the sky, and grasped the void with his hands. A bunch of arcs in the dark clouds collided and slowly gathered together, as if they were really caught by Zhao Yizhi.
"Return to dust!" Zhao Yizhi let out a long roar, and countless thunder and lightning emerged from the dark clouds, like falling rain, and blasted towards the soldiers and horses from various cities outside Jinling City.
"Boom! Crack! Bang bang bang!"
Outside Jinling City, it was as if there was a thunderstorm, and countless thunderbolts continued to bombard and pour down. Every blast of thunder can accurately take away the lives of some people. Countless weapons and flags from various cities were dropped on the ground.
"Hahahahahaha!" Zhao Yizhi looked at the fallen soldiers and horses from various cities on the ground, and felt so happy that he couldn't help laughing loudly.
Wang Zhenliang came under Zhao Yizhi, looked up at Zhao Yizhi, but couldn't see clearly, and shouted: "Your Majesty, please don't mess around!"
Zhao Yizhi turned a deaf ear and only stretched out his hands, constantly grabbing the lightning rays from the clouds and pouring them outside Jinling City.
"Your Majesty! These are all the people of Daqi. They are all helpless. I hope your Majesty will show mercy!" Wang Zhenliang knelt on the ground, kowtowing and begging for mercy.
"Good chop! Good chop! Those who betray me will be killed and never left! Hahahahahaha!" Zhao Yizhi looked crazy in mid-air and turned a deaf ear to Wang Zhenliang who was kneeling on the ground and kowtowed.
Outside Jinling City, soldiers and horses from various cities gathered. There were originally tens of thousands of soldiers and horses under the city, but now there are less than ten thousand soldiers and horses left. Some are like Huai City, and Tai City was completely wiped out, and no one survived.
"Come again! Come again!" Zhao Yizhi stretched out his hand to grab it in the clouds, but the dark clouds began to roll violently, and only a few rays of lightning were grabbed by Zhao Yizhi and thrown to the ground.
Zhao Yizhi was also stunned for a moment: "What's going on?"
The dark clouds rolled faster and faster, but this was not controlled by Zhao Yizhi. Zhao Yizhi also stared at the sky blankly, not understanding what was happening.
"boom!"
A golden thunderbolt struck from the clouds, like a steel spear, and struck directly towards Zhao Yizhi. Zhao Yizhi was shocked. He had no time to react before he was hit by the golden thunderbolt. Countless tiny electric rays struck Zhao Yizhi's body continuously.
Zhao Yizhi felt as if millions of ants were gnawing crazily all over his body. The severe pain made his eyes widen. The original blue arc in his eyes had been replaced by a golden arc flashing through his eyes.
Zhao Yizhi could no longer hold on, his feet swayed twice, and he fell down together with the Qilong Sword.
"Your Majesty!" Wang Zhenliang felt nervous. Just as he got up, someone jumped in first and caught Zhao Yizhi who fell.
Qian Ning caught Zhao Yizhi, took a few steps from mid-air, slowly fell down, and gently put Zhao Yizhi down.
In the sky, the dark clouds continued to roll, but the magnitude of the turbulence this time was far less than the previous one.
"Send His Majesty back to the palace first!" Qian Ning looked at Wang Zhenliang who was coming and said, "Leave this place to me."
Without saying a word, Wang Zhenliang picked up Zhao Yizhi on his back and ran away. With Qian Ning in charge, there's nothing to worry about here.
Qian Ning watched Wang Zhenliang leave with Zhao Yizhi on his back, and flew up to the east gate wall where he was just now to check the situation outside the wall. The countless electric lights just now were swung down from mid-air by Zhao Yizhi. The situation was critical, and even he did not dare to leave the city easily.
Now that Zhao Yizhi has been shot down by the golden thunderbolt, the thunder and lightning and thunderbolt outside the city have calmed down, and Qian Ning has time to check the situation outside Jinling City.
Outside Jinling City, corpses and scorched earth were everywhere, exuding an unpleasant smell. The wave of thunder and lightning just now almost completely covered the entire land outside Jinling City. Now there is no intact place visible outside the city. Even the official road has been chopped up and rocks are flying, and there is no official road anymore.
The more Qian Ning looked at it, the more horrified he became. Although the charred corpses here were rebels who wanted to invade the capital, they were all dead outside the city, which still made people feel indescribable.
"They are all raised by their parents..." Qian Ning said, and jumped off the city wall with a slight jump.
"Ah, help..."
"Dad! Mom... I don't want to die..."
"It hurts, it hurts...ah! My legs, my legs..."
The thunder storm had just ended, and there were still many soldiers on the ground who were lucky enough not to die, and they didn't care whether the people around them were friends or foes. Everyone started wailing, hoping that someone could come to rescue them.
Qian Ning accidentally used a little force on his hand, and a small piece of brick on the city wall was crushed into powder by him.
Not far away, Pan Chuo rushed over with a bow on his back: "Qian Shuai, how is the situation here?"
Qian Ning frowned and said, "You left your post without authorization? If the south gate is attacked by enemy troops, can you afford it?"
Pan Chuo replied: "Qian Shuai, there is no one at the south gate. Ancheng and Huangcheng are fighting fiercely with Wucheng and Feicheng. They have already fought and surrendered to Xicheng, so I came to take a look.
Qian Ning nodded slightly, and now the soldiers and horses from various cities outside the city had gathered at the east and west gates.
"Help...help...please help me..."
"I don't want to die..."
"Spare your life! Spare your life..."
Qian Ning looked at the soldiers from various cities lying on the scorched earth and wailing below. Some of them had even had their hands and feet chopped off, and now they were lying on the ground like pigs, unable to survive or die.
Qian Ning slowly lowered his eyes: "General Pan."
"The general is here!" Pan Chuo agreed and turned around to send a message to the ordering soldiers beside him. Soon, the Youyu guards guarding the south gate arrived.
"Give them a good time." Qian Ning ordered, holding his own copper mace, and turned over the city wall. Qian Ning easily jumped over the seven or eight-foot-high city wall.
"Guide!" Pan Chuo shouted loudly, and all the Youyu guards put the arrows in the quivers on their backs on their bowstrings, and everyone drew their bows as if their faces were full.
"Let go!" Pan Chuo continued to order.
"Swish, swish, swish", feathered arrows shot down from the city wall, overwhelmingly shooting towards the soldiers of the cities on the ground. Countless people ended their lives amidst wailing and screaming, only a few of them had a look on their faces. Smile and welcome this wave of arrows. Their injuries can no longer go away.
Qian Ning held the mace and walked among the arrows. Not a single arrow came towards him.
"The leader doesn't dare to speak, right? He just lets the soldiers charge into the battle, while he hides, huh... What kind of treasure did Master Li Changwen leave to the Daqi court?" Qian Ning said, with a backhand gesture. Swinging his mace, he knocked down all the dozens of people next to him.
After the person in front was knocked over, the inner world was revealed. An old man was protected here by more than a dozen people. Looking at his age, he didn't look like a frontline soldier charging into battle.
Qian Ning raised the copper mace in his hand, and his momentum had frightened the dozen or so people on the opposite side to the point where they dared not move. He asked in a deep voice: "Who is it?"
The old man sighed: "I am going to be the magistrate of Yangcheng County, Gao Sifang."
