Villain: Rule Mobei and become a genius?

Guo Jia was in the rear of the Chinese army and was shocked as he watched Ran Min reverse the battlefield situation with his own strength. All along, under Zhao Zheng's light, both Yue Fei and Ran Min were more like executors.

They don't have many opportunities to show their strength. Now that Zhao Zheng is gone, their talents are gradually showing off.

But what makes Guo Jia puzzled is where Li Yuanba was sent by Zhao Zheng. If Li Yuanba were here at this time, the Han army would never have fought so hard, and they would have won quickly even if Zhao Zheng was not here.

And there are also the 20 Mobei Iron Cavalry, which is very surprising.

The Mobei Cavalry were good at attacking, but Zhao Zheng left them behind with the Han Dynasty. Even if the Han Dynasty encountered an attack, they would be more defensive than attacking.

In short, this matter is full of weirdness.

Very weird.

The scene of nearly 150 million people fighting in the wilderness was so huge that it could even rank among the top three in the history of this continent.

Blood soon dyed the sky red, and gurgling blood covered the earth.

At this moment, under the city wall that had almost collapsed, a huge boulder suddenly flew out, and a black figure covered in smoke climbed out of it.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

As soon as the black shadow came out, he kept lying on the ground and coughing, and then took a big breath of fresh air.

This dark shadow is none other than Zhao Zheng.

In the violent explosion just now, nearly 2 people on the city wall were destroyed with the city wall.

Zhao Zheng almost capsized in the gutter.

The dust covering his body was very unbearable. Zhao Zheng directly tore off his robe and threw it aside, and then used the little energy left in his body to disperse the dust covering his body.

He was okay, almost unhurt, but all the strength in his body was used to resist the explosion.

Now, his body is almost dry!

Since Zhao Zheng debuted, he has never received such an attack. While he was shocked, Zhao Zheng's anger also reached its peak.

His hero is my enemy!

The more ferocious the Ming army was, the greater the threat to the Han Dynasty.

Zhao Zheng opened countless walls and threw out his golden halberd with dragon head pattern. Although the breath in his body was almost dry, he still had his own physical ability.

Holding a golden halberd with a dragon head pattern in his hand, Zhao Zheng, naked to the waist, walked step by step towards the center of the fighting. He had to let the Han army know.

Their emperor has not yet fallen, and it is not easy for Ran Min to hold on until now. After all, the quality gap will suddenly increase with quantity.

500 people versus 1000 people is a concept.

50 versus 100 million is a completely different concept, although both are enemies twice as big as oneself.

A Ming soldier who was charging and fighting was biting the neck of a Han soldier with all his strength. His flesh and blood were bloody. Soon, the Han soldier under him lost all movement.

Ming Jun collapsed to the ground and took a deep breath, surviving again.

Just when he stood up and prepared to look for his next opponent, he suddenly felt severe pain. Then he looked down and saw that a halberd blade shining with cold light had appeared on his chest.

He endured the severe pain and looked back, his expression suddenly frightened.

"Damn it-"

In violent panic, the soldier fell to the ground.

Zhao Zheng withdrew the golden halberd and quickly approached the center of the battlefield with a forceful leap. At this moment, the inside had turned into a meat grinder, and the fragility of life was clearly reflected here.

Ran Min, who was fighting, suddenly saw a golden light. His pupils solidified and his heart beat rapidly because he was so familiar with that golden light.

"His Majesty!"

Ran Min pulled his neck and roared. This voice made the Han army stunned. Everyone agreed that Zhao Zheng had died in the explosion just now.

This is this...

Amid Ran Min's shouts, Zhao Zheng's figure was soon discovered, and immediately, the Han army seemed to be on stimulants.

Being able to survive an explosion of this magnitude, isn't his Majesty a god? They were following a god!

"Follow me and kill all the Ming army!"

After Ran Min confirmed that Zhao Zheng was alive, he injected chicken blood instantly. The fatigue just now was instantly wiped away, and the big gun in his hand was once again full of strength.

This is the role of a leader, and sometimes the key factor on the battlefield is the leader.

The Han army, which was already at the end of its war effort, regained new vitality, roared and charged madly at the Ming army, and the decline of the battlefield was reversed.

The battle lasted from high in the sky to sunset.

There are piles of corpses all over the mountains and plains. The mountain of blood and corpses is no longer a metaphor but a description.

In this battle, the Han army won again. The one million Ming army suffered heavy casualties, almost half of them died, and the rest all looked dull and lost confidence.

Their loyalty to the Zhu family and their hatred for Zhao Zheng were no longer enough to support them in fighting anymore.

And it was not easy for the Han army to win.

More than half of the 50 people died, and the iron pagoda with 1 people now has less than [-] people left. The cruelty of the battle is vividly reflected.

Originally, according to Zhao Zheng's idea, no one of the remaining Ming troops would be left behind, but now he is no longer allowed to do so, if the more than 30 people are really pushed into a hurry. The consequences could be disastrous.

The rabbit is in a hurry and bites!

On the battlefield, the Han army commanded the Ming army, which had collected their weapons, to handle the corpses. Putting so many corpses here overnight might breed bacteria and even cause a plague.

Huge pits were dug at the city gate...

In the Chinese army camp, Zhao Zheng, Ran Min, Guo Jia and other senior officials of the Han army were seated. All of them had dull eyes and were exhausted.

The battle was won, but the fatigue could not be dispelled.

What's more, there will be a tough battle tomorrow. Those Sai kings still have no less than 40 troops, and they are all elite soldiers.

"Go back and rest, recharge your batteries, and fight again tomorrow."

Zhao Zheng waved his hand. It was useless to say anything at this time. The only way to rest quickly was because he was tired too!

"According to the order!"

When everyone agreed and was about to leave, there was a sudden uproar outside.

Zhao Zheng raised his eyebrows.

"Your Majesty, here are three...three...three gods!"

The soldier's report was something I couldn't accept.

Ran Min was about to open his mouth to scold but Zhao Zheng waved his hand to stop him. The person he was waiting for arrived.

Zhao Zheng strode out with his head held high. This was the highlight of the day.

After leaving the camp, I saw three figures flashing rapidly in the mid-air not far away. They were almost flying at low altitude due to their speed.

"His Majesty……"

Zhao Zheng waved his hand and looked at the three of them with a frown.

Wudang Zhang Sanfeng, Shaolin Xuanbei, and the Sword God of Excalibur Villa!

"Your Majesty, long time no see!"

The immortal Zhang Sanfeng stayed in mid-air with indifferent eyes. Xuan Bei and the Sword God next to him also made no concessions.

"It seems that Da Zhou and Da Ming have used a lot of means to get you three together!"

Zhao Zheng said lightly and stood with his hands behind his back, showing no fear at all.

It's not surprising that this happened, after all, he has a mortal feud with two of them.

"Retreat, you die, and this matter is over."

Xuanbei was straightforward, looking at Zhao Zheng like he was looking at an ant.

"The soldiers can't retreat, and I can't die either. I'm going to make a decision in the Ming Dynasty. You three, I've been waiting for you for a long time!"