Puppet emperor? Summon three thousand Xuanjia troops at the beginning

In Zhao Hu's imagination.

this battle.

It might not go as smoothly as he expected.

It could develop into a fierce battle.

After all, although the opponent only has 50,000 people, they still cannot be underestimated.

What he believes in is to ignore the enemy strategically and pay attention to the enemy tactically.

To be able to grow from countless fights to where he is now, he is not some idiot who knows nothing about war.

So even though he felt that Da Gan and the two were simply looking for death, he never looked down upon them.

Instead, he has been acting according to the most solid strategy.

But he never thought of it.

The other party actually rushed forward so brazenly, as if he didn't take him seriously at all.

This made him angry though.

He even wanted to rush forward and fight with the opponent for a moment, but after seeing Li Yuanba's terrifying fighting style, he had completely given up on this idea.

It wasn't really a fight at all.

On the contrary, he felt for the first time what it was like to be slaughtered.

Two hundred thousand troops!

Such a huge number would be overwhelming outside the city.

On such a vast battlefield.

Even a ninth-grade national scholar should not play a big role in this.

At least it can't turn the tide of a war.

But what he saw now was completely different from what he imagined.

The boy holding a sledgehammer, relying on his own strength, ran rampant among the army without any opponent at all.

Not only that.

The same is true for the other guy holding Lin Chang.

The two of them seemed to have turned into the gods of death harvesting life.

No one can resist wherever he goes, not even one move after another.

He saw with his own eyes several middle and third-grade national soldiers rushing forward desperately, but they were no different from those ordinary soldiers and died easily.

"rush!"

Zhao Hu roared.

With an army of 200,000 in his hands, there was naturally no possibility of retreat.

If he retreated at this time, he might even be able to kill him directly with a knife.

After all, he is one of the few ninth-grade national warriors in Big Python.

In this case, they didn't even have a head-on confrontation with the opponent, and they just ran away with their superior strength.

It's enough to make anyone angry.

But after he shouted that word, he calmly stepped back.

He didn't want to be noticed by the young man holding a sledgehammer.

In his opinion, his approach was very shrewd, and it indeed achieved the effect of his imagination.

Li Yuanba rushed into the army crazily and didn't even notice Zhao Hu, who roared and went into hiding.

However, Li Yuanba didn't notice it, but Huo Qubing saw it clearly.

A glint flashed in Huo Qubing's eyes.

The opponent's strength is not bad.

The power contained in that roar just now has definitely reached the level of a third-grade national master.

The presence of a third-grade national warrior at such a time definitely means that his status in the army is not low, and he may even be the chief general of 200,000 people.

Without any hesitation, Huo Qubing urged his horse forward with a weapon in hand.

Behind him were twenty fine knights following.

Although Huo Qubing was powerful, if he charged alone, he still wouldn't be able to go on a rampage like Li Yuanba.

The twenty people behind him.

Although none of them have reached the level of national warrior, their strength is definitely not bad among the generals.

Twenty-one people turned into a terrifying arrow.

On such a huge battlefield.

It was naturally impossible to hide Huo Qubing's actions from Zhao Hu.

He saw Huo Qubing rushing toward him.

Zhao Hu took a deep breath.

He looked around.

There is also a seventh-grade national warrior beside him, and there are fifty personal guards following him.

Such a huge force was enough to give him great confidence.

Moreover, although Huo Qubing was powerful, in his opinion, he was only a ninth-grade national scholar.

What really made him fearful was Li Yuanba's existence.

He immediately said in a cold voice:

"The guards have gathered together. Since someone is looking for death, we should just kill him!"

He thought very well.

Since there is always going to be a war, it would be better to pick a soft persimmon to fight.

Huo Qubing is a soft persimmon in his eyes, and he is also a soft persimmon who takes the initiative to touch stones. Under such circumstances, if he does not go to trouble Huo Qubing, it can only mean that he is too stupid.

The seventh-grade national warrior saw this scene.

He immediately said with a solemn expression:

"General Zhao, I will raid the formation for you at the end of the day!"

"it is good!"

Zhao Hu nodded.

This is the result he wants.

In a battle between two ninth-grade national warriors, a seventh-grade national warrior can completely turn the tables at a critical moment.

All the personal guards gathered around Zhao Hu.

The two looked at each other.

Zhao Hu's eyes were full of fighting spirit.

And when he saw the undisguised murderous intent in Huo Qubing's eyes, the corner of his mouth curved slightly.

"charge!"

He gave the order.

The fifty personal guards began to accelerate with him.

In a horse fight, the first opportunity is very important, allowing two people to gain a huge advantage in the fight.

Naturally, he would not watch Huo Qubing lead his men to rush here, and then use the horse's strength to attack them.

All the powerful soldiers on the road were killed by him with one blow.

Acting extremely domineering.

"Boy, since you want to die, I will give you a ride!"

Zhao Hu shouted loudly.

The sound was like thunder and could be heard clearly throughout the battlefield.

He wanted everyone to know that he had killed this kid.

Let your merit be known to all.

But Huo Qubing didn't say anything, he just kept speeding up.

Twenty elite cavalry followed closely behind him.

Huo Qubing's aura continued to rise.

Originally, he did not release all his momentum.

After all, he knew very well that if he did that, he would become a target and make the enemy alert.

But this time.

Facing a ninth-grade national warrior, he must use his full strength.

boom!

There was an explosion.

The two weapons collided without any fancy.

Zhao Hu's expression suddenly changed.

He felt a sharp pain in his tiger's mouth, and felt that the sword in his hand was no longer stable.