C333 A General's Success will be the End of the World

Yem Lieh was dead!

No one would have thought that Yem Lieh, who was supposed to win, would die without knowing why. He died in the hands of Lau Chen, who no one thought highly of.

Of course, this wasn't a question of Lau Chen's strength. In terms of combat strength, Lau Chen, who had mastered the Cloud Circling Technique and the Liu Family Spear Technique at the same time, was definitely more powerful than Yem Lieh. However, what the crowd could not understand was that he had clearly suffered a huge loss before he could even make a move. He was already on the verge of death, so how could he have the strength to stab out with that stunning spear? What was even stranger was that no matter how one looked at it, that spear. . . It had already surpassed the strength of a peak Mid Period of Attack Stopping Stage warrior.

Lau Chen didn't give them any time to continue guessing. He lifted the spear and inspected Yem Lieh's corpse. After that, he suddenly exerted strength in his hand, and the spear shook. In an instant, Yem Lieh's corpse was torn into pieces, and blood instantly flowed all over his body.

Lau Chen pulled out the Moon Searching Blade from his shoulder and stabbed it into the ground with a clang. He took a deep breath and shouted furiously at the four hundred thousand Barbarian Army, "Kill!"

At this moment, Yuan Kui and the others finally reacted. They immediately responded, "Kill!"

The four hundred thousand soldiers of the Chu Army also shouted in unison, "Kill!"

At this moment, their dispirited mood was swept away. Their faces were full of confidence, and their fighting spirit soared to the sky in an instant. At this moment, they were the true masters of Great Chu who had not lost a single battle for twenty years!

At the same time, the Barbarian Army's side finally recovered from their shock. On the war chariot, Yelv Cheng suddenly let out a heart-wrenching cry, "Lie'er!"

Before he could finish his words, he pulled out his saber with a clang, raised it to the sky, and shouted at the top of his lungs, "Kill! Kill for me!"

Immediately, the army of the Barbarian Tribe rushed into the valley like a rising tide. They bumped into the aggressive forces of the Chu Army. When enemies met, their eyes turned red, and both sides instantly engaged in a fierce fight.

On the war chariot, Qih Luner faintly glanced at the frenzied Yelv Cheng. He slightly narrowed his eyes, but did not stop Yelv Cheng.

Broken limbs and remains were everywhere. Blood mixed with human brains dyed the entire battlefield red. In just the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, the ground was covered with corpses. The generals with high cultivation rode horses and fought, often slashing down. Dozens of enemy soldiers wailed and fell to the ground, then died. No matter how minor the injuries were, on the battlefield, Falling to the ground meant death.

Ordinary soldiers did not have such combat strength. Their cultivation was usually low. Most of them did not have any cultivation levels at all. Their best fighting style was to fight with their lives on the line. After one person stabbed another person, another person rushed forward and cut off the neck of the first person. This cycle had nothing to do with strength. In the end, those who laughed would only be the ones with the best luck. The battlefield was the cruelest human purgatory. What he said was right. At this moment, in One-Line-Sky. . . It was just like this human purgatory.

"Keep your spirits up! You are the fiercest warriors of Barbarian Tribe, not cowards! Now, you are facing the biggest enemy of Barbarian Tribe, the bandits of Chu Kingdom who took away our home. Look at what you are doing! Have you eaten yet?!"

At this moment, Yelv Cheng had completely played the role of a commander, which was to raise the morale of the army. He stood on top of the war chariot, his voice ringing like a bell. He said, "Have you forgotten why you joined the army? Think of your wife and children, and your parents. Think of the way they looked at you before we left. Don't you feel sad?! And why did we leave our home and abandon our family? Our enemy is right in front of you now. Do you think I'll teach you what to do one by one?! Kill them! Kill them all!"

As expected, after he said those words, A trace of deep grief and indignation flashed across the faces of everyone from the Barbarian Army. At this moment, They either thought of their parents who were lying in their homes without anyone to raise them, or they were lonely and helpless. Their wives and children who lived in poverty, as well as some young people who were not married yet. At this moment, what appeared in front of their eyes was the resentful eyes of their beloved before they left. The things that came up made them feel pain. As they struggled, they couldn't help but ask themselves. What caused all of this?!

When they saw the ferocious faces of the Chu Army, they instantly knew the answer. Their anger immediately turned into deep hatred. They waved the blades in their hands tirelessly and slashed at the enemy again and again. At this moment, they had no fear. In the chaotic battle, they lost their arms and legs. Even though only half of their bodies remained, they still charged forward persistently. In fact, they had even collapsed, and they had been trampled into meat paste by the soldiers behind them. His eyes were still staring coldly at the enemy, unwilling to let them go. Even the undefeatable Chu Army was frightened by the Barbarian Army's heroic act. Their hands, which were holding sabers, were trembling. Their legs didn't listen to their commands. The scale of victory was gradually leaning towards the Barbarian Army.

Seeing this, Yelv Cheng wiped away the tears from the corner of his eyes with relief. As the commander of the three armies, it was a very proud thing to have such a fearless troop. At this moment, he praised generously, "Well done! You are indeed the fiercest warriors of the Barbarian Tribe! I am proud of the performance of the entire Barbarian Tribe! I believe that. . . He will definitely say. . . You are all the heroes of Barbarian Tribe! Now, heroes. . . Boil your blood and ignite your fighting spirit. Bury these shameless bastards of Chu Kingdom! Fourth legion, attack!"

As soon as his voice faded, another hundred thousand reinforcements from the Barbarian Army arrived. The pressure on the Chu Army increased exponentially, and they were forced to retreat. Dong Yuan looked at Yuan Kui anxiously, but Yuan Kui waved his hand and said," Go! "

Dong Yuan couldn't wait to rush out on his horse. Behind him were the hundred thousand soldiers from the Great Chu. Dong Yuan shouted as he rushed forward, "Boys, follow me in the war and kill all these damn barbarians! Kill!"

Immediately, countless people responded from behind. "Not even a single piece of armor is left! Not a single piece of armor is left! Kill!!"

It was yet another inhumane and cruel battle. Both sides were at loggerheads with one another. After throwing in another hundred thousand soldiers, Dong Yuan and the fourth legion commander of Barbarian Army, Yu Lu, finally met. Without saying a word, the two of them instantly fought to one side and then separated again. They rushed into the enemy's camp and started killing crazily. An hour later. . . The ground of One-Line-Sky was filled up by the corpses, covering the corpses. Layer by layer, the bright moon hung high in the sky. The bright moonlight shone into the canyon, shining on the faces of the living. It also shone on the back of the dead, expressing their sorrow and sorrow. . .

The battle song broke the dawn, and Leng Yue was speechless and frightened. Everyone was talking about the horn, and the general was originally a scholar.

It was unknown when, but it seemed like since the establishment of the human race, the battlefield had become the most heartbreaking place in the world.

Drunken Battlefield Lord Grim, from ancient times, returned from the expedition.

That was the sigh of the veteran before he set out.

Pitifully, he was still a person in his dreams.

That was the weeping of a beauty in the middle of the night.

She used her soldiers as her benevolence, and her benevolence gave birth to a blade. A blade's head was benevolent and righteous, was it on the battlefield? Or was it on the battlefield?

The success of a general was ten thousand bones withered, and behind every victory was a pile of white bones. As for the losers, it was even more difficult to say how miserable they were. Even after they died, they were destined to never rest in peace, because this feeling of guilt was too heavy. The humiliation they brought to their descendants would never be washed away.

"Qiang!"

This was already the fifth time Dong Yuan and Yu Looh fought. Only, this time, both sides didn't quickly separate. Instead, they fought with extraordinary passion, as if they wanted to emulate Lau Chen and Yem Lieh in a battle of destiny. As a result, each and every move was the fiercest killing move, without any fancy moves. It was all for the sake of killing.

As for the soldiers from both sides, their eyes were completely red from killing. At this moment, their minds were no longer thinking about the righteousness of their people, nor were they thinking about their families. The only thought in their minds was to kill!

Their killing intent rose and their hands did not stop!

When they pierced through the enemy's chest with their blades, they grinned hideously and rushed toward the next person. However, they encountered the same fate as the previous enemy midway. However, they did not realize it at all. They allowed the sharp blades to pierce into their hearts, waved the long blades in their hands, cut off the head in front of them, and charged again. Finally, they fell to the ground and could not get up.

This was only a corner of the battlefield and it was already so tragic. Not far away from here, there were several blades in the human body, but they were firm and unyielding, unwilling to fall down. There were also people who only had half of their heads left, yet they still fought a hundred with one head! They killed until the ground was covered with corpses, and blood flowed like rivers. Very soon, only less than a hundred thousand people were left on the battlefield where both sides had invested two hundred thousand soldiers.

Yelv Cheng clenched his fists when he saw this, although he had already mentally prepared himself. However, when he saw that his soldiers had suffered such heavy losses, his heart could not help but tighten. Suddenly, his eyes turned cold, and he couldn't hide his anger anymore as he shouted, "Damned bastard from the Chu Army! Today, I will burn all of you into ashes! Only then can I vent the hatred in my heart! The Fifth Legion! Charge!"

The commander of the Barbarian Army's fifth army, Tuohan, immediately said, "Yes. " After that, he led a hundred thousand men from the Barbarian Army and rushed into the battlefield at high speed. In front of him, the Chu Army had already made their move, and Qin Yong was leading his men to kill them.

"Little bastard Qin Yong, let your grandpa Tuo come and meet you!"

Tuohan roared furiously. He spurred his horse and rushed towards Qin Yong at the first possible moment. When Qin Yong heard him, he raised his head and looked at the man who had just arrived. He sneered and ignored everything else. He led his horse and rushed towards the man. At the same time, he swung the halberd in his hand to the limit. His eyes couldn't hide the hatred in his eyes. Obviously. . . Both of them had been enemies for many years.

"Tuohan, you shameless despicable man! If I don't kill you today, I will chop off your head! Then, how can I have the face to pay my respects to my dead big brother?! "

Before he finished his words, Qin Yong drew out his halberd with grief and indignation. It had the power to slash the stars and cut down the moon, stirring up countless sand and sand. His white robe was particularly eye-catching in the dark night. He held a square halberd in his hand, emitting an indescribable heroic aura. Even his horse was different from the others. It was a rare white horse. Its fur was white and shiny, and the white horse was second only to the Ferghana horse. It was wild and unruly, and no one could control it unless they were brave and brave. The fact that Qin Yong was able to sit on it was enough to show his extraordinary combat strength.

"Haha! Little thief Qin Yong, why are you so angry? In my opinion, not only should you not hate me, you should also thank me!" Tuohan was obviously not a weakling. Seeing this, he raised his spear and urged his horse forward. With a twist of his spear, his attack was neutralized. At the same time, his halberd was firmly held in the air.

Like Lau Chen, he was also an expert in using spears. However, his spear was different from the Coiling Dragon Winding Cloud Spear used by Lau Chen. What he used was a strange looking spear. It was known as the Seven Feet Hook Sickle, as the name suggested. On the tip of the spear, there was a protruding reverse hook, and the tip of the hook was bent inwards. It could be used to kill enemies and hook enemies' weapons. It made them unable to move.

Back then, Qin Yong's elder brother, Qin Ding, had suffered a great loss because of his Hook Scythe Spear. Just as the two of them were locked in a stalemate for hundreds of rounds, Tuohan suddenly shot out several golden blades from his sleeve, severely injuring Qin Ding, then he chopped Qin Ding off his horse.

"If I hadn't killed your useless elder brother out of kindness, you wouldn't have been the commander today. Shouldn't you be thanking me?"

Tuohan smiled sinisterly and suddenly made a gesture of waving his sleeve. Qin Yong's expression changed instantly, and he hurriedly turned his head away. He suddenly felt his hand loosen, and Tuohan had already pulled out his spear and left. However, just as he turned his horse around, another Returning Horse Spear arrived. Qin Yong knew that he had been fooled. He could not help but feel angry. He thrust his halberd and forced Tuohan to retreat with brute force. At the same time, he urged his horse to charge forward. Another halberd was swung in the air. The force was more than a thousand kilograms. Tuohan didn't dare to meet it head on. He immediately shook the Hook Scythe Spear. After dodging this fatal strike, the halberd was once again firmly hooked onto his halberd. However, he heard a cold snort from Qin Yong. He didn't know how, but he could feel the strength in his hand. With a violent shake of the halberd, Tuohan and his horse were forced back a few meters. He was still shocked.

"Huh? What a loser! If you didn't sneak attack my brother with a hidden weapon, you would be worthy to be my brother's enemy!"

Qin Yong's name was worthy of the word 'brave'. Just this astonishing strength alone was enough for him to become the champion of three armies. When he fought with others, he never asked what kind of technique the other party used. No matter how many techniques you used, I will break it with my own strength. This was the creed of his life.

"Hmph! There is no need to be afraid of deception in war. Do you still expect your enemies to treat you with respect on the battlefield?! Since your brother died at my hands, it means that his skills are inferior to others. If he loses, it means that he has lost. What's the difference between sneak attacks and internal injuries?! "

Tuohan seemed to have been stabbed in his sore spot. When he heard this, he instantly flew into a rage. He thrust his spear straight at the center of his brows. Qin Yong sneered. He did not dodge or dodge. When the tip of the spear was about to reach him, In an instant, he tilted his head, and at the same time, he struck out with his halberd. He fiercely struck the spear shaft. Suddenly, there was a sound of "magnetism. " The sound was extremely ear-piercing, and sparks flew everywhere from the impact. Tuohan suddenly felt a strong force coming from his hand, and the web between his thumb and index finger instantly cracked. Under the intense pain, he almost could not hold his weapon. He immediately used both of his hands to hold on to his opponent, but what he didn't expect was. . . Qin Yong suddenly withdrew his halberd, and before he could react. . . He lifted the halberd and flipped it in the air. The halberd immediately returned. He forcefully swung the halberd at Tuohan's face.