The Emperor of the Three Kingdoms Dominates Ten Thousand Realms System

Seeing the fleeing figure of Tubo Guoshi, the three priests of the Han Dynasty all showed sarcasm at the same time.

As a master martial artist, shed his true energy, set foot on the real level of martial arts, and was admired by thousands of people. Those who set foot on the master level have arrogance belonging to the master level, but the various performances of the Tubo national teacher at present, there is no arrogance at all, only ridiculous .

"Chase."

Dugu and the three looked at each other, and chased after Tubo Guoshi one after another.

One Tubo national teacher whose dantian has consumed most of his true energy, and the other three are full-blown masters, naturally they will not let this Tubo national teacher escape.

In the process of the four masters chasing three times and one fleeing.

The battle inside and outside the Dali Temple, the battle that established the capital of Dali, is finally coming to an end.

"All officers and men listen to the order." The four generals raised their weapons at the same time.

"exist."

The endless soldiers said in unison.

"Those who don't surrender will be killed." The four generals shouted in a low voice, like a sentence from the ghosts of hell.

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Chapter 401

"Your Majesty's Order."

All the big Han soldiers shouted in unison, and the weapons in their hands were ready to kill again.

Countless pairs of blood-red eyes stared at those Dali defeated troops, and if they refused to surrender, they would kill them.

War is so ruthless.

Right now, the soldiers of the Han Dynasty are like hungry wolves, and those Dali's defeated troops are lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

For an instant.

The soldiers of the Han Dynasty were ready to kill, and the killing of the gold and iron horses reappeared.

Dali's defeated army had no strength to contend with the Han generals, and was beheaded countless times in an instant.

"Don't kill, I surrender."

"Forgive me."

"Sir, forgive me..."

Under such frenzied killings, countless Dali soldiers couldn't hold on any longer and surrendered one after another. They were afraid, and they were afraid of being killed by the Han soldiers.

"What are you doing? I, Dali Erlang, am not afraid of death."

"In my Dali history, there are only the souls of the war dead, and there are no subjugated slaves. Kill me."

The abbot of the Guosi watched countless soldiers surrender, and cursed with hatred.

"The disciples of the National Temple obey the order and kill the enemy."

immediately.

Under his leadership, the monks in the entire national temple were fighting towards the Han soldiers, but even though they were not weak in martial arts, they were irresistible in front of the Han army that had already taken over the absolute situation.

The killing continued.

Outside the originally majestic Dali Temple, blood flowed like a river.

time flies.

After an hour.

The battle is almost set.

Except for those who had already surrendered in Dali's defeated army, the rest of the stubborn soldiers had been directly killed.

Look around.

The soldiers of Dali fell to their knees and were controlled by the soldiers of the Han Dynasty. In the innermost layer, there were only a few monks with high levels of cultivation in the Dali Temple, which originally had hundreds of disciples, and they were surrounded by the soldiers of the Han Dynasty. There is no escape.

"Come on, kill me."

"My Dali capital is destroyed today, but there are still flames. When my army comes back, I will let you all be buried with me." The abbot of the Guosi shouted with infinite anger, his eyes were red.

him at the moment.

Even though he killed many big Han soldiers with the power of the master, he himself suffered very heavy injuries, his breath was weak, and his combat power was not much.

"I will tell you that there is no day for your Dali Kingdom to turn around."

"All the officers and men obey the order and finish them off." Zhao Yun's eyes flashed murderous intent.

time.

"Fire arrows."

The big Han archers who surrounded the abbot of Guosi and others bent their bows and set arrows, locking on the former.

Shhhhhh.

The spirit-killing arrows aimed at the warriors were released crazily, fiercely shooting towards them with the murderous intent of looting everything.

time.

Thousands of arrows formed a violent storm and shot towards them.

"The power of the master, protect the body with true energy."

The abbot of Guosi let out a loud roar, and the little zhenqi remaining in his dantian gushed out, forming a thin shield of zhenqi, intending to resist the big man's spirit-killing arrow.

but.

If it was the true qi of their masters in their heyday, the spirit-killing arrow might not be able to hurt them, but now, they are already at the end of their strength and cannot resist the power of the spirit-killing arrow at all.

The arrows were scattered crazily, endlessly.

Puff, puff.

A sound pierced through the body, spilling blood in the air.

"how come?"