"Monster! What kind of monster is this..."
The soldiers on the front line were panicking and could only hold on to the spear in their hands tightly, as if they were grasping a life-saving straw.
But the expected collision did not happen:
"Uh-huh!"
The moment before the collision, Zhang Yao rose directly from the ground and leaped more than a foot high, his posture as elegant as a crane.
He tapped lightly with his toes, stepping on the heads and shoulders of each soldier, and flew towards the central tent. His sleeves and robes were floating, his expression was as leisurely as before, and he was indescribably relaxed and happy.
"Kill! Kill him quickly!"
"Kill this monster!"
"Oh my God..."
Roars, roars, and panicked screams were mixed together. Wherever Zhang Yao passed, the military formation was in chaos.
Some soldiers tried to avoid him in panic, bumping into him like headless flies, but they couldn't avoid him at all, and they just scattered their own military formations.
Some soldiers roared angrily and joined forces to stab each other with their spears, but it was in vain. Zhang Yao used them as a stepping stone for strength, and the fine iron spear heads were shattered by the body-protecting energy.
The swords and guns were like forests and the cold light was like prison, but Zhang Yao was walking on flat ground and saw the road as smooth.
Just a dozen breaths later, Zhang Yao had already broken through the layers of military formations and landed in front of the Chinese army's tent.
At this moment, tens of thousands of troops were turned into decorations.
"kill!"
The general's bodyguards guarding the central army's tent were the most elite soldiers. They roared and rushed forward at this moment, their eyes full of determination to risk their lives, like blazing fire.
Led by them, more soldiers were infected by the desperate atmosphere and rushed forward roaring.
"Noisy!"
Zhang Yao's face looked slightly cold and he waved his sleeve impatiently.
"boom!"
Under the infusion of zhenqi, the wide-sleeved robe was like half an iron wall, sending seven or eight soldiers flying backwards.
The weapons were broken, the armor was cracked, and the muscles and bones were collapsed. Seven or eight corpses flew out like cannonballs, hitting more soldiers. The scattered force was still as huge as an elephant, making it impossible for them to bear it.
"Bang bang bang..."
All of a sudden, dozens of soldiers were knocked to the ground and turned into gourds rolling on the ground, wailing in pain, and an obvious blank was created in the tight military formation.
The surroundings immediately fell into deathly silence.
The many soldiers who witnessed this scene were as stiff as puppets, as if a basin of ice water had been poured over their heads, and they felt cold all over their bodies.
Is that human being?
"thump!"
The guerrilla general wearing heavy armor suddenly fell to his knees and shouted in panic:
"Spare your life! Spare your life!!"
"Master Grandmaster, please spare my life. I can restrain my subordinates to immediately divert their routes and never disturb the local people again..."
He kowtowed as if pounding garlic, begging for mercy again and again, feeling extremely regretful in his heart!
If he had known that there was a grandmaster guarding Baihe City, he would never have come here to die!
He is not a low-level soldier or an ordinary officer. He is a general. He naturally knows how terrifying the power of the Grand Master is. Killing him is no less than killing a chicken!
Therefore, he did not try to escape, but tried to use himself as a bargaining chip in exchange for the master to spare his life.
"Hey, let's go."
Zhang Yao grabbed his neck, lifted him up, and said with an indifferent expression:
"Remember to be smarter in your next life."
Before he finished speaking, he exerted a slight force on his palm and directly broke the guerrilla general's neck.
He held the corpse in his hand, jumped up, tapped his toes a few times, and with the help of his true energy, he climbed to the top of the handsome flag that was more than three feet high, standing firmly on one foot.
"The coach is dead!!"
He pumped his heart, and with the blessing of true energy, his voice exploded like rolling thunder:
"You still won't surrender?!"
this moment:
Countless soldiers saw the figure on the commander's flag and the familiar corpse wearing the general's armor in his hand, and their morale was instantly in chaos.
Under the large-scale panic, riots spread uncontrollably, and the military formation that was originally in disarray due to Zhang Yao's attack was completely shattered.
"Charge! Charge!!"
A few miles away, several top experts finally recovered from the shock, roared with excitement, and ordered the soldiers to charge.
One side has strong morale, a tight organization, and elite warriors as vanguards; the other side has collapsed morale, a disorganized army, and a disorganized command system, and the outcome is already doomed.
As soon as the two sides came into contact, the rebel army's front completely collapsed.
Amid the cries and roars, a large number of rebel soldiers abandoned their comrades and fled. Many soldiers did not die in the hands of the White River City soldiers, but died under the stampede.
The army was defeated like a mountain.
…………
The setting sun is like blood.
On the Shura purgatory-like battlefield, a large number of soldiers were scattered and cleaning the battlefield.
"It's incredible!"
After the battle, several top masters from White River City gathered together and talked among themselves, their expressions still full of surprise and shock.
Recalling the scene just now:
If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they might not have been able to imagine that the Grandmaster's martial arts were actually the same as the rumors, or even more terrifying than the rumors!
Retrieving the head of a general from a vast army is like searching a bag for something. It is no longer a fantasy, but a real achievement.
Such a power, even if ten top masters join forces, it would be difficult to match it.
"Having Mr. Zhang in charge is a great blessing for us in Baihe City..."
A master from an aristocratic family said this, and the others nodded in agreement.
After this battle and witnessing Zhang Yao's peerless martial arts, their thoughts immediately changed.
What’s a little effort? With a grandmaster at the helm, Baihe City is as stable as a mountain in this troubled world!
Even if you have an extra father on your head, it’s not a big deal. Others don’t have a father yet if they want one!
"I wonder when our Sheriff will take in some more maids. I also have a little daughter..."
Several masters from aristocratic families began to discuss eagerly how to get closer to Mr. Zhang.
At the same time, Zhang Yao had returned to his home as a county magistrate.
"The master is back..."
A group of warblers and swallows immediately gathered around and expressed their worries.
After the news of the victory on the battlefield came, they praised and flattered one after another, with admiration in their tone:
"Master is worthy of being a master, he is simply an enemy of ten thousand people..."
Ten thousand enemies?
Hearing this, Zhang Yao laughed dumbly and shook his head secretly.
The Grandmaster's force is indeed terrifying, but it is impossible to really fight one against ten thousand. Even if he is left to kill, he will still be exhausted to death.
If an army is not afraid of death, and is united and not afraid of sacrifice, then even with Zhang Yao's strength, he will be extremely afraid and will not dare to challenge them head-on. He can only try to defeat them with roundabout attacks.
However, Zhang Yao has never seen such an army, and it probably will never appear.
"Um……"
Zhang Yao looked in the direction of the battlefield and touched his chin:
"After this battle, White River City will be stable for many more years..."
