Thousands and six hundred miles north of Wanren Mountain, there is a magnificent Guancheng Tower.
This is the last majestic pass in the human realm. Because the gate closes the gate is the concentration of awe-inspiring righteousness, so it is named Zhengqi Pass, and because it is jade-colored, it is also called Yumen Pass.
Leaving Yumen Pass, there is a desert thousands of miles away, where the power of heaven and the power of barbarism are entangled endlessly. Every piece of land here has witnessed countless battles between humans and barbarians.
Now, a new battle begins.
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The wind was fierce, and the city gate of Yumenguan slowly opened. The 10,000 soldiers of the divine general camp who had just been transported from Wanren City through the fate of heaven slowly walked out of the gate.
The exciting drum beat sounded. This was the great scholar Su Dingfang, the chief general of Yumen Pass, who was personally beating the drum to strengthen the general's camp.
As the leader of one party, Su Dingfang naturally understood the significance of this battle to the human race.
If you lose, there is no need to say anything.
If they win, it will open a new chapter for the human race to fight against the barbarians.
From now on, the number of human beings who can join the army and fight will be ten times as high as now!
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Listening to Su Dingfang's drumming, Zhong Qi's heart surged. Before leaving, he was appointed as the commander-in-chief of the battle, controlling all the camps. He was already familiar with the styles and characteristics of all the divine generals' camps.
"Tulan Wanqi..." Zhong Qifang looked towards the far north. The approaching cloud of blood showed that the barbarian army was also coming towards them at this time.
As a direct descendant of the Zhong family who has been a general for generations, Zhong Qifang is no stranger to this Wanqi.
"Tulan" means "advance" in barbarian language.
This is a barbarian army that only knows how to advance.
They don't have ninth-level barbarians, the lowest level is eighth-level barbarian warriors, and seventh-level barbarians can only be centurions.
Compared with other barbarians who massacred human civilians, this team has definitely ranked among the top three in terms of the number of human troops it has massacred in the past ten years.
"Tulan is called the fourth hand of Mordan Khan's tribe." Zhong Qifang said to the deputy general beside him, "It is the sharp blade in the heart of Mordan Khan's tribe."
"In this battle, we will cut off this sharp blade."
"Don't worry, General Zhong!" A captain from Yunchang Camp said with his hands raised, "No matter how hard this sharp blade is, it can't toughen the character of our human race. It's just a small knife, and I, Yunchang Camp, have Qinglong Yanyue, which can kill those gang of traitors. only."
Zhong Qifang smiled softly. Since the heroic spirit was outlined, the behavior of these people has become more and more similar to the characters in the book, such as Guan Yu's aloofness, Sun Ce's domineering, Xia Hou's staunchness...
Thinking of this, Zhong Qifang couldn't help but remember that someone actually sketched out the charm of "Pan Feng". The effect of the heroic spirit is to attract the opponent's attacks to hit him 100% of the time.
It's just a pity that one hit will kill you.
He shook his head to get rid of these wandering thoughts.
"Send the order to the entire army to speed up the advance."
"Attract barbarians to fight in the hinterland of the wasteland, don't get too close to Yumen Pass!"
"Here!" Immediately a messenger took the order and passed on the military order to release all the seeds!
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At the same time, Mochik also rode Turanvan across the wasteland.
Naturally, he also saw the faint blue clouds in the distance, which was his prey.
In this thousand-mile wilderness where heaven and man are mixed, no spell can transmit the scenes here back to the rear.
but!
Mochik knew that those old guys from the Khan Department must be spies secretly investigating among the Turan Wanqi.
Every move he makes in this battle will be recorded and taken back by them.
Use it as material to support yourself or hold yourself to death.
So he wants to win.
Not only win, but win beautifully!
Mochik shouted: "Warriors of Turan, speed up, this prince will end this boring battle before sunset!"
"I will reward the bravest soldier with my first daughter!"
"Ah la -" Upon hearing Mochik's promise, Turan Wanqi's emotions suddenly boiled.
Even Javier looked at Mochik in surprise. Not to mention his courage, this little prince was really generous.
He wanted to ask if he was qualified to compete.
Stimulated by Mochik's reward, Tulan Wanqi's emotions were so high that he suddenly moved forward a few minutes faster.
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Wanren Mountain.
Han Qingzhu was sitting in Weiwu Mansion, talking with a great scholar.
"Military Minister, are you really not worried about the first battle?"
"Young man knows how to kill the enemy. I'll just sit down and play chess."
"But……"
"Whenever big things happen, you must be calm. How can you achieve a righteous mind with this state of mind?"
"I mean……"
"No need to say anything, just play chess with peace of mind."
"Prince, you used the wrong chess piece! The black chess piece in your hand is mine!"
"Huh? The truth is that I'm afraid that you will lose too quickly, so I just want to help you take a step! Look, if you fall here, will the truth be stuck?"
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Wild wilderness.
"Report to General Zhong, the barbarian army is twenty miles away from our army!"
Zhong Qifang nodded: "Yunchang Camp, Xiahou Camp, Sun Ce Camp come forward, and Yide Camp is behind, ready to fight!"
"Here!"
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"Little prince, you are in charge, the human race is attacking."
"It's ridiculous, you're actually going against me, a barbarian! Are you a mighty man?"
"No, it's three armies made up mainly of ordinary people!"
"Ordinary people?"
Javier and Mochik looked at each other and saw confusion on each other's faces.
"What kind of trick is the human race doing? Using ordinary people to fight against us?"
"Maybe the human race heard that it was me, Turan Wanqi, so they gave up on this battle."
"If that's the case, then kill them all!"
A bloodthirsty smile appeared on Javier's face: "Follow your will, my prince."
A sharp shout came from Javier's mouth, and Turan Wanqi also accelerated and rushed.
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The front troops of the two armies finally saw each other.
Javier made another strange sound, and suddenly several barbarian cavalry rushed out from the barbarian army, and like several sharp arrows, they shot at the God General's camp.
This is a common strategy used by barbarian elites. Below the Confucius Realm, the human race's only way to fight against the barbarians is to unite, so the barbarians will use their most elite troops as knives inserted into the human army to break up the human race's formation and pave the way for the massacre of subsequent troops.
"Go to hell, human!" the barbarian shouted loudly. The distance was not far away. He could almost see the face of the human sergeant rushing forward. He began to think about where to kill the opponent with his sword.
"A mere ordinary person, this is a tribute to me!" Mochik also confirmed at this time that among the human army, nearly half of the former army had only a few Confucian scholars, and the rest were all ordinary people. , couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief.
"There are powerful men in the rear, only two to three thousand people." Javier said disdainfully, only two to three thousand powerful men, actually come to fight against Turan's thousands of horses?
"It seems that this time, Turan Wanqi may be able to win the first battle without losing anyone!" Mochik also showed a relaxed smile.
However, the scene that followed was forever etched in the barbarian's mind.
I saw that the human front army rushing from afar seemed to be divided into small military formations. When they were still a mile away from them, a strange aura suddenly rose from their bodies, and that aura was everywhere. A figure of about ten feet tall gathered above a small military formation.
There is a big man in green clothing holding a sword and riding a horse; there is a fierce young man in red clothing; there is also a one-eyed general with an arrow stuck in one eye!
In an instant, shadows of heroic spirits formed above the human military formation.
"What...what is this?" Mochik frowned slightly. He had never heard of the human race having such a spell!
"You don't have to worry, little prince. They are just the condensed shadows of ordinary people. There is nothing to worry about." Javier said with relief.
At this moment, a series of voices sounded out of thin air in the heaven and earth.
"I think you are just a traitor!"
"Children of Jiangdong, why should we fear the world!"
"Father's sperm and mother's blood must not be discarded!"
The heroic spirits of the battle formation rushed towards the oncoming barbarian military formation. In just a moment of confrontation, barbarians were cut down and barbarians were cut down.
"This human race... this human race..." Mochik was startled. He looked up and saw the human race front army that had gathered the heroic spirits in the battle array before turning their horses and trying to leave. He shouted: "Charge the whole army!"
At the same time, the former Army God General's camp had also given way to the Chinese army, and Zhong Fang, who had already arranged it, shouted: "Mighty!"
"Strong power!"
"Strong power!"
The mighty men of the Three Thousand Zilong Camp instantly replaced the original front army and rushed towards the barbarian army formation. The phantoms of Zilong with silver spears and white horses condensed above the Zilong Camp formation.
"Kill!" Zhong Qifang took the lead and rushed into the barbarian formation. A vague figure of General White Horse appeared beside him, waving his gun to block an attack for him.
"Destroy them! Destroy them!" Mochik shouted loudly. The majestic Turan Wanqi was unexpectedly succeeded by three thousand mighty men from the human race. He was already at a disadvantage in this battle.
Only by completely annihilating the human race can his reputation be restored.
Yes, it might be a great achievement to kill all these powerful men and capture all the ordinary people who gathered the strange figures.
Such an attack is impossible for ordinary people...
At this time, taking advantage of the powerful men to hold back the barbarian army, the Yunchang camp, Sun Ce camp, and Xiahou camp once again gathered new battle formation heroes and rushed towards the barbarian army formation!
"Pour down the wine and come as soon as you go."
"I am Jiangdong Sun Bofu!"
"You are so passionate and courageous, there is nothing to fear from minor injuries!"
Mochik: (′⊙w⊙`)
Countless war heroes rushed into the barbarian army formation again. In an instant, Turan Wanqi, who was still struggling with the mighty men, was in chaos.
Zhong Qi Fang looked around and spoke with spring thunder: "Back off!"
By disrupting the battle array with heroic spirits, the mighty warriors quickly pushed out of the battlefield.
At this time, Mochik felt like his head was exploding.
What is the human race doing?
What happened to those battle formation heroes?
And what about the white-robed shadow next to the mighty man?
I just saw a barbarian soldier who was about to kill a mighty man with a knife. Why did he chop wrongly?
The magic pitcher he was guarding could hit every target with his short spear, but why couldn't he kill the general?
In this attack, the human race had not suffered much loss, but Turan's Wanqi had already lost nearly two thousand.
No, we must win back the victory.
At this time, Javier approached Mochik, his face full of shame and anger: "Your Highness, the human race must have lost strength, so they ran away. We will chase them!"
At this time, Havel no longer thinks about what happened after the war. If Turan Wanqi is defeated by the human army composed of three thousand powerful men and thousands of ordinary people, he will be executed as soon as he returns!
"Do as you wish!"
"yes!"
Javier shouted and stabilized Turan Wanqi's panicked position.
He was full of blood and rushed out first.
After all, Turan was Mordan's elite. When he saw his coach's actions, he immediately united his mind and followed Javier towards the retreating mighty man.
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"General, the barbarians are coming!" the deputy general shouted to Zhong Qi Fang.
Zhong Qi Fang laughed loudly and continued to speak loudly: "Make way!"
The mighty men instantly split into two groups, leaving room for the Yide camp, which had been stationary at the rear. From top to bottom, everyone in the Yide camp stood there with their eyes closed, as if they had not seen the previous battle.
Above the Yide camp's military formation, shadows of reckless men with black beards and black faces were seen condensing. The shadows also had their eyes slightly closed.
Zhong Qifang smiled slightly, everything about this Fei Xuying was good, but it took too long to accumulate power.
"Yide Camp!" Zhong Qifang shouted.
The captains and soldiers of Yide camp suddenly opened their eyes, and almost at the same time, Zhang Fei's shadow above also opened his leopard eyes!
Zhang Fei slowly opened his mouth, and a voice echoed through the wasteland.
"Zhang Yide from Yan is here, who dares to fight to the death!"
"war!"
"war!"
"war!"
Three words of "war" came out of Xu Ying's mouth, and an invisible wind wave blew towards the oncoming Turan Cavalry.
"Ququ Zhanyin, I..." A thought came up in Javier's mind, and suddenly he felt as if his brain had been hit by a heavy hammer, and his vision became blurry.
At the same time, he heard the sound of the Barbarian Cavalry landing behind him.
"Soul attack! It's a soul attack!" Javier's soul emerged.
The blood of the Barbarian Gods is strong, but if they are not at the level of the Barbarian King, they have no protection measures for their souls.
"withdraw!"
"withdraw!"
At this time, Javier did not care about the punishment of retreat. He had to retreat. Under the impact of the soul, without the support of the Barbarian Sacrifice lineage, they would be like newborn babies!
"Want to retreat? It's too late!" Zhong Qifang turned the horse's head again and shouted: "Mighty!"
"Strong power!"
The mighty man once again rushed towards Turan Cavalry, who was shocked by Zhang Fei's roar. At the same time, his tongue exploded with spring thunder: "The whole army attacks!"
Suddenly, the earth shook with thunder and wind!
The human soldiers rushed towards Turan Wanqi again!
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"It's over, it's all over!" Mochik rode his beast and fled frantically.
An hour ago, he walked through this escape road with confidence, thinking that he would be greeted by a brilliant victory.
But in just one hour, Turan Wanqi was gone!
In order to protect himself, Javier was shot in the throat by the mighty general.
He ran away frantically.
Human race!
The human race is not as weak as those people say.
They have magical battle spirits, unkillable and powerful warriors, and weird attacks that unleash divine soul attacks.
And the main force that makes up these is actually ordinary people!
Ordinary people!
The human race is too strong!
He wants to escape back.
He no longer wants the throne or the barbarian king, and he doesn't want it anymore.
He would rather just wait for death and live out his life peacefully.
At this moment, a sound broke through the air, and a sharp arrow shot directly out of Mochik's throat.
A moment later, Zhong Qi Fang came over on horseback, looked at Mochik lying in a pool of blood, looked calm, and picked up his body with a spear.
This battle is a great victory!
The newly built Barbarian Jingguan always felt like something was missing.
It turns out that it is a little less noble!
Now it’s complete!
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