Just when the morale of the Western Region army was in chaos, Han Xin rushed into the army one by one, spear in hand, stabbing horizontally and vertically, and directly knocked down the people killed by the Western Region army.
Finding the location of the Western Region's general among the thousands of troops, Han Xin took the lead and rushed over.
The four major military achievements are ascending first, breaking the formation, beheading generals, and capturing the flag.
And now Han Xin wants to seize the power of killing generals.
I saw Han Xin, like an undefeated god of war, charging all the way and killing the general of the Western Regions.
The commander-in-chief of the Western Region is also a master of martial arts. After all, if he didn't have strong martial arts, in this world where martial arts is respected, he would have been beheaded by the enemy's master when the two armies were fighting.
Seeing Han Xin charging towards him, the general of the Western Region also knew that when he was facing enemies from both sides, what he needed most was to boost morale and regroup his troops.
And his idea was to kill this Zhou general.
"kill!!!"
Both of them were holding spears and charging away on horseback.
Two powerful auras of the Martial Saint Realm erupted and swept directly across the scene.
The moment the two spears collided, bright sparks burst out in the dark night sky.
"Who are you? Tell me your name."
After the exchange of moves, the Lord of the Western Region asked Han Xin angrily.
He never thought that their perfect plan in the Western Region would be broken so easily.
It was obvious that the person who ruined their plan was the Zhou general in front of them.
Han Xin put a gun on his arm and said calmly: "Remember this general's name. The one who takes your head is General Han Xin of the Great Zhou Dynasty."
After the words fell, Han Xin clamped his legs on the horse's belly and suddenly rushed towards the Western Region general again.
"This is unreasonable. Come and die."
Seeing Han Xin's contemptuous gaze, the Western Region Lord general couldn't help roaring angrily.
In an instant, the two fought together again.
For a time, no one dared to approach the place where the two met.
After all, in the battle between strong men in the Martial Saint Realm, if no one of equal strength is involved, they may be killed in the aftermath in an instant.
When Han Xin led the Martial God Army into the battle, Zhao Gao and other snare masters from behind also came with 20,000 Martial God Army to cover them up.
Although the strength of Han Xin's side was not as good as that of the Western Region Army, under the attack from both sides, even though the Western Region Army had a numerical advantage, it was still in disarray.
After all, the unknown is the most terrifying thing. The soldiers in the Western Regions only knew that they were being attacked from both sides. They did not know the specific number of enemies. In addition, the incident happened so suddenly that they had no chance to regroup. They could only fight passively, which led to the innate situation. Just weak.
As Zhao Gao and other snare killers formed a sharp arrow and inserted it into the belly of the Western Region army, the entire Western Region army was divided into two battlefields.
Just as Zhao Gao led Luo Wang's masters to sweep across the battlefield, suddenly a man in black robes appeared in his eyes.
Masters have a mutual sense of each other. When he saw him for the first time, Zhao Gao knew that this person was definitely a master.
"Xuanjian, you lead the charge. I'll go meet this man for a while."
After finishing speaking, Zhao Gao flew up and rushed straight towards the man in black robe.
The man in black robe that Zhao Gao saw was the priest of Rakshasa Cult.
At this time, the priest's face, hidden by his black robe, was angry and ferocious.
He was originally from the Central Plains, but was later hunted and fled to the Western Regions to worship the Rakshasa Sect. Later, he gained the trust of the leader of the Rakshasa Sect and taught him the secrets of the Western Regions, which further enhanced his strength.
He had been preparing for this plan to counterattack the Central Plains in the Western Region for a long time, and it was about to succeed. However, he did not expect that he was stopped here before he could penetrate into the Central Plains.
He once had a power in the Central Plains, and that was the Xiao family.
The Xiao family is a prominent family in Jiangnan, one of the six aristocratic families.
In the arena, the Xiao family is also at the leadership level.
But because of one incident, he was expelled from the Xiao family and was hunted. If he hadn't escaped to the Western Regions by luck, he would have been hunted to death by now.
He led the army from the Western Regions back this time because he wanted to take revenge on those who had hunted him down.
And his own family, he wants to destroy the Xiao family.
I thought that everything was developing in a good direction. Huangsha City, which had been blocking the Western Regions and the Central Plains, was easily broken, and the journey to the Central Plains would be unstoppable. However, I did not expect that the first step into the Central Plains would be so difficult, even for him. The Western Region Army is still in danger of being destroyed.
At this moment, the man in black robe had just recovered his thoughts when he felt as if he was being targeted by something dangerous. He looked up and saw that Zhao Gao had flown down in front of him.
Zhao Gao put his hands behind his back, with a creepy smile on his cold face.
"Your identity must be very simple, right?"
"Let me, the leader, guess."
"The thirty-six countries in the Western Region all respect the Rakshasa religion."
"Every time the Western Region launches a war against the Central Plains, experts from the church will be sent to take charge of the three armies."
"If this leader guessed correctly, you should be a master of the Rakshasa Cult in the Western Regions. As for your identity, I can only inquire in detail after I capture you."
After hearing Zhao Gao's words, Rakshasa priest Xiao Xing, who was extremely angry because his plan was ruined, became even more angry.
"Humph, since you want to seek death, I will help you."
After he finished speaking, Xiao Xing shook his hand at Zhao Gao from afar.
When Xiao Xing clenched his fist in the air, Zhao Gao felt that the airflow around him seemed to be compressed, constantly squeezing towards his body.
"It's interesting. You use the Western Region Kung Fu, right?"
"It does have some tricks up its sleeve."
Zhao Gao laughed sadly, and saw the momentum around him explode. A burst of extremely cold Qi suddenly froze the surrounding void, and the compressive force was instantly eliminated.
After breaking through Xiao Xing's moves, Zhao Gao's figure had disappeared. When he reappeared, he was already at Xiao Xing's side.
"Pretend to be a ghost and show your true face to this commander."
Zhao Gao was seen curling his fingers into claws and grabbing the black robe on Xiao Xing's body.
Stab! ! !
The black robe was torn apart by Zhao Gao's claw, revealing his true face under the black robe.
After seeing that true face, even Zhao Gao couldn't help but be slightly surprised.
The face was covered with scars, and the neck also had scars left after being burned by fire.
Seeing his ugly face exposed in front of others, Xiao Xing became ferocious and twisted like a cat that had been scratched.
"you wanna die."
After finishing his words one by one, Xiao Xing turned around and punched out. The terrifying Qi caused even the void to twist.
The realm of the peak of the Martial Saint.
It's just one step away from breaking through to the land of fairyland.
In the entire martial arts arena, Wu Sheng can be considered a strong person.
Zhao Gao's expression remained unchanged. Faced with Xiao Xing's punch, his body twisted slightly and he easily dodged Xiao Xing's attack. Then he curled his fingers into claws again and charged towards Xiao Xing like a ghost.
