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On the western border, a city stood tall. On the top of the city tower was the general of the Wuying Army. Zhao Yi's face sank like water, staring at the end of the desolate and desolate horizon.

A black line that stretched for an unknown number of miles quickly became bigger in the field of vision, the dust shook the sky, and the momentum was terrifying.

"General! The scouts came to report that all the three barbarian tribes have come to kill them. The army is 50 strong. Our 8 people alone are far from being able to stop them."

"How about? Let's withdraw our troops first? A message has been sent from Beijing to Zhongzhong that Mr. Wu An has led an army of 20 troops and has already rushed over here."

Lieutenant General Shen Ye clasped his fists and said, looking at the blackness of the horizon, his face was pale.

this battle.

No fight at all.

Their 8 people are barely enough for this group of barbarians to squeeze their teeth.

"There are big men behind us! Let's retreat, will they have time to retreat? What will happen to them if they fall into the hands of those beasts? Life is better than death!"

Zhao Yi stared at Shen Ye coldly.

"Fight! Fight to the death! Even if 8 people die in battle! Keep them out of the country!"

Zhao Yi's eyes were iron, unmoved.

"Also, don't mention that Lord Wu'an to me anymore. Even if he comes, he won't be able to resolve the situation. This is a war, not a fight alone!"

Zhao Yi snorted coldly, his tone extremely dissatisfied.

He has been stationed at the border all year round, so he doesn't know Zhou Yan, but he has heard of it.

Whether it is the soldiers under his command or the people on the border, they all respect and fanatical to him.

It is definitely not a good thing to brag about a person too much. If Zhou Yan loses, the consequences will be extremely serious and the blow to morale will be too great.

If Zhou Yan died on this battlefield, the morale of the 20 army would drop to the extreme, and they would be defeated in an instant!

Shen Ye smiled wryly, thinking it was the same.

The ones coming this time have too many high-level combat powers, and they are too strong, let alone the primordial spirit realm.

There is no Nascent Soul Dzogchen, but on the other side, there are two Lianxu and fifty primordial spirits.

If Zhou Yan came, I'm afraid he could only be killed by the Holy King on the spot, and nothing would change.

It can be said that their line of defense was broken.

The big man is not far from destroying the country.

"Form formation! Meet the enemy!"

Seeing that the barbarian army was getting closer, Zhao Yi shouted loudly, and his voice spread for miles.

"Meet the enemy!"

The sound of the horn sounded, and [-] soldiers in armor surrounded the flying swords and formed an army formation, using the positions of six corners, to imprison the world in all directions.

In an instant.

The world is silent, and the battlefield is chilling!

Soon, the three major tribes of barbarians descended.

All of them were dark-skinned, dressed in animal skins, and held bone spears, like savages in deep mountains and old forests, full of wildness.

The most frightening thing is the various symbols on their bodies, flickering and wandering as they move forward, like little snakes, extremely weird.

The practice of the barbarians is extremely special, and they are called Talisman Masters.

At the forefront, three giant mammoths with hundreds of feet in length, with teeth tens of feet long, bent like a big bow, shone coldly.

There are three talisman masters sitting on it, the breath is the strongest, and the eyes are full of runes.

Tianshui, Guyuan, Liuli, the patriarchs of the three major tribes, and the five-leaf great talisman master!

Yuanshen Realm!

In the sky, there are dozens of monks in black robes, and two Void Refining Realm powerhouses stand in the front.

"Where is Zhou Yan's true self? Let him get out!"

Lei Shengwang's face sank like water, he glanced at the 8-strong army formation, and said coldly as if there was nothing there.

Obviously, he knew about Dayan's avatar.

"Zhou Yan has already come from the capital, boy, tell him to get out and meet me!"

Feng Sheng Wang was as handsome as his son, he stared at Zhao Yi and said indifferently.

The sale of their son has completely angered them.

Especially Fengsheng King, although his son was not sold, but fell into Zhou Yan's hands, I am afraid that life would be worse than death now.

"Wouldn't you be afraid of the Holy Emperor's anger if the two Holy Kings came before Lord Wu An arrived? The Holy Kings of the Holy Dynasty intervened in the wars of the subordinate countries without authorization, and the other subordinate countries have probably already written a letter!"

Zhao Yi shouted fearlessly.

"Not yet? Let's kill them all!"

Lei Shengwang waved his hand, and ignored the other party's subsequent words, and didn't bother to make a move on a Nascent Soul cultivator.

"Boys! Kill! (Translation)"

The head of the Tianshui clan chattered and waved the bone spear in his hand.

"Kill all these Han people!"

Gu Yuan and Liuli patriarch also waved.

The opponent has only 8 people, and one charge will collapse.

"boom!"

In an instant, countless barbarians with red eyes, screaming bone spears in their hands, runes flickering on their bodies, threw them towards the [-] army formation.

As if there was a torrential rain, a layer of light curtain was propped up by the army formation, clanging.

Immediately afterwards, a full 50 barbarian army collided with the army formation in an instant, and huge runes floated from their bodies, bombarding the light curtain of the army formation frantically.

The joint attack of 50 soldiers was too strong, although the light curtain was not broken, but the [-] soldiers spurted blood, and their faces were pale after being shocked.

"Guard the gate of the Han Dynasty! Fight! Fight! Fight!"

Zhao Yi roared and took the lead. As the vanguard of the army, several flying swords pierced through and severed the heads of more than a dozen barbarians.

"war!"

Eighty thousand soldiers roared and mobilized the army formation. In an instant, countless flying swords formed in the air, strangling the barbarian army that was rushing to kill them.

However, some Yotsuba, talisman masters equivalent to Nascent Soul, had their arms cut off, and strangely grew new arms.

"Roar!"

Several four-leaf talisman masters were full of ferocious faces, and the runes flickered wildly. They stretched out quickly and connected with the runes of thousands of talisman masters around them, forming a large net to resist all attacks.

The monks have magic circles, and they have rune circles!

"Kill all these people! Kill!"

The four-leaf talisman masters roared and rushed forward.

A rune formation formed by a full 50 troops.

In an instant, the general formation was overwhelmed!

Chapter 142

"Crack Kacha!"

The light curtain of the army formation shattered, and [-] soldiers spurted blood from their mouths, and their bodies trembled.

The 50 barbarians were extremely tyrannical, screaming and rushing in to kill wildly. Bone spears flew, piercing the chests of the big man soldiers and nailing them to the ground.

The rune jumped out of the skin like a bomb, severely wounding and killing many big men!

Every rune on their bodies is a powerful technique, extremely strange and powerful.

Even if it is one-on-one, it is difficult for the monks to be the opponents of this group of barbarians.

50 people rushed into the border of the Han Dynasty, and a face-to-face meeting would kill [-] people!

A feeling of fear and despair, the plague generally spread among the soldiers of the Han Dynasty.

This is not a battle of magnitude at all!

Can't fight!

"Keep the gate of the country! Behind you are the people of the big men! It is your relatives and family members! If you put these savages in, your relatives will be reduced to slaves, and your female relatives will be reduced to playthings! Life is better than death! Stop it for me! ! Kill me!"

Zhao Yi roared and danced wildly with his flying sword, rushing and killing among the barbarians.

Although trapped in the siege of many four-leaf talisman masters, he was still unparalleled in bravery, coughing up blood while fighting.

"Kill! Block them!"

The general's words made the eyes of the big man's soldiers turn red, and they roared and fought frantically.

The barbarians are well-known for their cruelty. Most of them have no moral shackles, and they are no different from wild animals.

Shouts, screams, and roars resounded throughout the sky, and blood stained the earth red.

Although the Han army was brave, but after all, the number was too small and the combat power was insufficient. In the blink of an eye, 2 people were slaughtered!

"The Han army is as weak as ever. How can such people have the right to enjoy the vast land!"

Patriarch Tianshui's eyes were ruthless.

"We Protoss are the masters of this land!"

The head of Liuli's eyes looked contemptuous, and he was extremely contemptuous of the Han army.

In their eyes, monks are weak, and at the same level, monks are far from their opponents of the gods.

"The reason why they can stand as the masters of the world is because of the large number of people."

Patriarch Gu Yuan glanced at the high-altitude Saint King with apprehension.

If they attacked the Han Dynasty in the past, if they had an advantage, the Holy Dynasty would mediate immediately, and they would not give them a chance to rise to the protoss.

But the Feng Sheng King and Lei Sheng King in the sky were expressionless and showed no mercy.

"Stop them! Fight! Lord Wu An led an army of 20 troops, and they are about to arrive! Block them!"

Lieutenant General Shen Ye saw that his army was defeated and morale was getting lower and lower, so he couldn't help shouting and gave the army a boost.

There are too many dead soldiers.

Those are all brothers!

"Mr. Wu An is about to arrive! Fight! Delay!"

Many generals and thousands of households shouted and fought hard.

"war!"

When the remaining [-] soldiers heard the words, their eyes suddenly lit up with hope, their morale rose sharply, and they fought a bloody battle with the barbarians.

The situation showed signs of stabilizing.

"Mr. Wu'an? You bullshit Mr. Wu'an! In front of my God Clan, anyone will die!"

A number of four-leaf talisman masters sneered and sneered in poor monk language.

"Wu'an Jun Zhou Yan is also a dead end, if there is a Void Refining Realm to make a move, does he dare not die?!"

"Stop struggling! Obediently die! A bunch of useless troops!"

"Kill! Kill all these Han people! Take their bones and refine them into bone spears!"

Countless barbarians roared and rushed to kill the Han army with extreme cruelty. They became more and more excited when they saw the blood.

As time goes by.

More than half of the Han army was killed and injured, and it was gradually exhausted.

Desperation struck again.

"boom!"