The Three Kingdoms

"Great Allah, are you going to abandon our Parthian family?"

"Allah can't take care of us anymore, run for your life, the city wall outside has collapsed!"

"The city wall is burning, what a fierce flame!"

"It must be the Romans, the Romans are calling!"

"Goddamn Romans, they're horrible!"

"Perhaps the ghosts of the Easterners who were betrayed by us came back to take revenge!"

"God's punishment, this is God's punishment. Could it be that we did something wrong? We shouldn't have provoked those Orientals back then!"

"What kind of place is the mysterious East? Why is there such a scary thing?"

"..."

In Taixi Fengcheng, the ordinary people, the soldiers who were frightened into stupidity, and the nobles who were stunned...all became a mess, and this century-old peaceful ancient city fell into turmoil.

"What's the matter?"

In the imperial palace, King Vologassis V wore a brocade robe and walked out of a palace, with the roaring sound echoing in his ears, but his eyes were fixed on the red half of the sky.

However, no one could answer his question.

And in a palace for honored guests in the palace, the Roman envoy Muga was also horrified by this situation: "It is impossible for me to see Ctesiphon at this time in Rome. Could it be the Orientals, but the Eastern army is not here. Northeast?"

……

"kill!"

When the city wall collapsed into ruins, the sky had already begun to brighten, and a red sun was slowly rising. Under the light of the rising sun, Zhao Yun did not have a mighty white horse, but only an invincible silver gun.

Holding a silver gun in his hand, he took the lead and led [-] elite soldiers towards the city, covering them like huge waves.

"kill!"

"kill!"

These elite soldiers are basically composed of veterans of the Snow Leopard Legion. They experienced the surprise attack in Mesopotamia. Countless comrades fell under the sword of the Parthians. Hate it to the bone.

At this moment, they exploded with [-]% hatred and morale. Under the leadership of Zhao Yun, they rushed towards the city in one go.

"This is the army of the Orientals!"

Yi Er was very embarrassed at this moment, he crawled out from the ruins of the city wall, looked at the soldiers in the distance, his pupils shrank continuously, and there was a chill in his heart.

The moment the city wall was blown up and collapsed, he had already lost the three thousand soldiers who had been guarding the city wall.

He didn't know that these orientals appeared in Taixifeng City now, and he didn't know what these orientals used to turn their impregnable city walls into ruins.

Now, he only knows one thing, he must fight.

"Son of Parthia, the enemy has invaded our capital, and we cannot live together, kill!"

Holding the long sword of Zhang Er in both hands, he shouted and shouted to cheer up the army.

Even if [-] soldiers were wiped out, he still has [-] Parthian soldiers in his hands. The great Parthian ancestors did not allow the Parthian Empire to be defeated. Even if he died, he would fight back vigorously.

[Chapter 1316 of the main text, Extinguishing Sabbath Eleven]

Under the light of the rising sun, the city wall of Taixifeng was bombed and turned into ruins. Under the smog of the ruins, the eight thousand elite Wu troops and the resting soldiers directly opposite were like two opposing torrents. It's not a wave of waves, but a stream of blood.

"Whoever blocks me, die!"

Zhao Yun's tiger eyes were cold, he roared into the sky, his voice was like thunder, and a silver long spear in his hand was invincible. Kill it!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

Hearing Zhao Yun's encouragement, the generals of the Wu army aroused endless fighting spirit in their hearts, advancing without retreating, each of them formed a sharp-edged offensive formation formed by hundreds of soldiers, as if they were like land tanks, rampaging unimpeded. Facing the resting soldiers, they were fiercely charged and killed without hindrance.

The rest of the soldiers could not understand the roar of Wu Jun, but they could clearly feel the cold killing intent from Wu Jun's soldiers when they rushed forward, especially the surging momentum of Wu Jun's leader Zhao Yun, which made them all feel a little nervous. Discolored in horror.

In this world, body language is the language that can most directly express people's hearts.

At this time, even if they understand, they can feel the cold breath enveloping him as long as they feel it.

"Block it, don't take half a step back, you must block it!"

In order to boost the morale of the terrified Anxi soldiers under his command, in the face of the turbulent momentum, he did not retreat but advanced. He took the lead, raised the Zhanger epee in his hand with both hands up to the sky, and charged towards Zhao Yun directly: "Great Allah, great ancestor of Parthia, please bless us, warriors, let us kill these shameful invaders, at any cost!"

"Kill it out!"

"Kill it out!"

Seeing the brave performance of the general Il, the Anxi soldiers recovered from the shock of the city wall being blown up, and immediately became excited, screaming, and counterattacked to kill.

They can become the two elites of the Parthian Empire. Naturally, they are not ordinary slave soldiers. They are the legion of the Parthian royal family.

clang!

In the very center of the battlefield, the two main generals were facing each other. Zhao Yun's silver spear and Il's epee fought hand-to-hand in an instant. out, forming a ten-meter field.

"A fierce general of the Parthian Empire?"

Zhao Yun's tiger eyes were serious, and there was a deep interest in his heart: "That's right, it's interesting!"

"What a tough oriental!"

Yier turned pale in shock, the breath in his body was disordered, the tiger's mouth had burst, and bright blood had already dripped on the hilt of the sword: "The devil-like power is too terrifying!"

The huge force on Zhao Yun's spear was recoiled along his hilt, making his internal organs burn.

At the moment when the weapons collided, he seemed to feel the violent impact of a giant beast, causing his whole body to be torn apart, and the intense tearing pain almost gnawed his teeth.

But he is the number one warrior in Parthia after all, he can bear this pain, he must block this person, if he loses, I am afraid that the army's morale will be defeated.

"Haha, I didn't expect Anxi to have such a strong fighter. Very good, it's not a waste of time to come here, give me another trick!"

Zhao Yun was delighted to see Lie Xin, raised his head and shot again, this shot went straight down, without any skill, it was the most common move of Mount Tai, pressing down with great force.

clang! ! ! ! ! !

Il couldn't understand Zhao Yun's words, but he could clearly feel Zhao Yun's smile. In his eyes, it was a ferocious smile. Facing Zhao Yun's shot at him, he retreated repeatedly.

puff!