"Call the wind and rain!"
Zhang San had just finished speaking.
Hoo ho ho!
Above the sky, strong winds suddenly swept across, and dark clouds covered the sky. The originally sunny weather was suddenly changed.
In the distance, Li Zicheng, Song Xiance, Niu Jinxing and others who saw the scene with a telescope looked as if they had seen a ghost and couldn't believe it at all.
Human power can actually change the appearance of the sky, and you think this is not a god?
Li Zicheng began to doubt Song Xiance's statement that the old Taoist priests were only masters in the Gangqi realm.
"Beat him to death, eh, beat him to death!"
"We must beat him to death!"
Liu Zongmin was frightened by this terrifying scene. Knowing that there was no way back, he immediately roared.
At this moment, all Dashun gunners adjusted their angles and pointed their cannons at the figure in the sky.
It's just that these guns are not designed to hit high places at all. No matter how the gunner adjusts the gun distance, he just can't aim the muzzle at Zhang Zhiwei in the sky.
Even if there were artillery fire around Li Zicheng in the rear, Zhang San was still flying upwards, and they couldn't hit him at all.
"Feel the wrath of the Heavenly Master!"
"The sky is thundering!"
Zhang San's voice sounded like a bell from the sky, and then the dark clouds touched each other, positive and negative electrons rubbed together, and a huge voltage appeared.
Boom!
The thunder struck down like a pillar, and at the same time there was a downpour of rain. The heavy rain fell suddenly, and the rain curtain was as solid as a substance, making the attacks originally hit in the air weak and weak.
"Human power can actually cause celestial phenomena!"
"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"
At the rear, Li Zicheng's expression changed drastically when he saw this. When he saw the thunder striking down, he knew that it was impossible to attack the capital this time.
Even if they have 300,000 people, they have no chance of winning when they face a god who can control the wind and rain.
"ah!"
Li Zicheng and others in the rear could escape because they were far away, but Liu Zongmin, who was closer and led his troops to attack Zhang Zhiwei, could not escape at all.
I saw a bolt of thunder falling from the sky, directly killing Liu Zongmin who was riding on the horse. He only had time to scream before he was chopped into flying ash.
And the thunder from the sky, like a snake, also came down and struck hard towards the ground.
Crackling!
The thunder in the sky is countless times stronger than the thunder method used by Zheng Yiyi. This is the natural power of heaven and earth. Humans cannot stop it. The thunder as thick as a bucket explodes in an orderly manner within a few miles around, and the scene becomes chaotic at once. got up.
A rout, an absolute rout. Facing such a thunderous attack, the Dashun army had no ability to resist at all.
Everyone crowded and ran outside, towards the position of the man who looked like a god of thunder above the clouds in the sky. However, there were too many people at the scene, tens of thousands of people crowded into this small area, and they all rushed towards the place in a panic. Attack outside.
So a stampede occurred, and Dashun officers and soldiers crowded out and fled. In the rain, the crowds were surging. In addition to the thunder falling from the sky killing the Shun soldiers, people fled backwards, and the panic-induced stampede also killed people. Shunjun.
And this kind of crowded place, because some lucky people are holding iron weapons, become the first target of the thunder in the sky, and often a group of people are hit by the thunder and turned into coke.
"Mingting still has good luck, Your Majesty!"
After Song Xiance turned around and saw this scene with his telescope, he immediately faced Li Zicheng.
"You don't have to say that!"
"The wind is so tight!"
Li Zicheng was watching the battle the whole time. He was not stupid. He couldn't sit still anymore and ran away with the remaining people.
Since the situation was too chaotic and Zhang Zhiwei had never seen Li Zicheng, Li Zicheng naturally took advantage of the chaos and escaped.
It's just that the purgatory of thunder in the sky lasted for a long time, and it didn't dissipate until less than half an hour later.
But after the Thunder Purgatory dissipated, there were basically no living people within a few miles.
There was also chaos in other directions. After this battle, King Chuang's army of 300,000 people did not know how many people were still alive.
There is nothing Zhang San can do about this. After all, this kind of thunder and lightning technique, which is considered a forbidden technique in the righteous way, is actually uncontrollable.
The principle of this technique is to use oneself to induce the heaven and earth, and then carry out indiscriminate attacks. The target of the thunder's power attacks is random.
The reason why this technique is classified as a forbidden technique is because of its uncontrollability and harm to the body.
To perform this technique, you need to increase your own energy frequency to a very high level in a short period of time, thereby triggering the celestial phenomena. If you have not mastered the thunder technique, you will be playing with fire and burning yourself if you use this technique rashly.
Fortunately, Zhang Zhiwei, who had transformed into Zhang San at this time, could bear the price of summoning the power of heaven and earth.
When the thunder was completely over, Zhang Zhiwei and Zhu Cilang also consumed too much and terminated the fusion.
Wow!
With a flash of light, Zhang San disappeared, and an old man and a young man appeared on the spot, it was Zhu Cilang and Zhang Zhiwei.
"The consumption of this fusion is too great."
"I don't even have the strength to stand up anymore."
Zhu Cilang felt weak at the moment of fusion and contact, and fell to the ground.
At this time, his complexion looked a little bad, his lips were slightly white, and he felt a bit like a young man with kidney deficiency.
"Young people, you are so vain, you should live a more moderate life. Don't think that you can do whatever you want in a feudal society."
Different from Zhu Cilang's weakness, Zhang Zhiwei only had a few drops of sweat on his head. He joked to the new emperor of the Ming Dynasty who was slumped on the ground, "Unlike me, the old Taoist, who has been alone for so many years and has no physical strength at the age of a hundred." Better than a young guy like you.”
"People's physiques cannot be generalized. The physique of the Heavenly Master is definitely better than that of me, the palace official."
Zhu Cilang patted the dust on his body, stood up, and gave Zhang Zhiwei a thumbs-up gesture, "Besides, Master Tian, you are so awesome. You were so powerful just now, one against ten thousand!"
"You came in time. The fusion function was originally intended to be used when fighting the Tatars. Who knew that Li Chuang's army would be so difficult to deal with."
"Where, where? After all, this is for me, the new emperor."
After finishing speaking, Zhang Zhiwei and Zhu Cilang looked at each other and smiled.
"By the way, there's a little guy I forgot. He should be of some use. I'll go get him."
Zhang Zhiwei raised his head and looked towards the hillside in the distance. There, a figure leaning against the tree was looking towards here.
As he spoke, Zhang Zhiwei jumped onto the broken wall in front of him, then swung his body and the figure moved away from this dark area.
On the hillside, Li Xin, who had witnessed the whole battle, was leaning against a big tree. His acupuncture points were pressed by Zhang Zhiwei, making him unable to move at all.
"Uuuuuu, I am Dashun's sinner, I deserve to die, I deserve to die!"
Li Xin looked at the scorched military camp below, filled with regret and self-blame, while tears rolled down uncontrollably.
It's hard to imagine what he has gone through that would cause this man in his thirties to collapse like this.
