Chapter 391 If God wants to fuck me, I will pull everyone’s back
“Boom, boom, boom…”
Da Le Guan.
Entering the Bailangjiang River Basin in the west, it can control the three states of Xijing Road, and entering the two states of Gyeonggi Province in the east. In an instant, it can reach the hinterland of the Central Plains. It has been a battleground for military strategists since ancient times.
At this moment, the 470,000 Western Qin army, wearing black armor, stretched for 26 or 7 miles, covering the entire west of Daleguan Plain, and slowly approaching the east with uniform steps.
The armor is dazzling, the spears are like a forest, the flags are like the sea, covering the sky and the sun, and the thick murderous aura is like rolling waves, layer after layer.
To the east, 600,000 Zhou troops, wearing yellow armor, stretched for nearly thirty miles, covering the entire east of Daleguan. Banners were everywhere, the troops were in good order, and the roaring footsteps soared into the sky. .
As the two armies approached, thirty miles, twenty miles, ten miles, eight miles, five miles, three miles...
Suddenly they both stopped.
The dust is flying.
The air seemed to freeze.
Under the entire sky, there are the formations of the Xuan and Huang Jingwei armies, which stretch continuously like mountains and seas.
This is the most important war in the world today.
The world is attracting attention!
The Great Zhou Dynasty was defeated. From the thousands of miles of plains to the imperial capital, there was no barrier at all!
The Western Qin Dynasty was defeated. Even if there were still troops outside, they would basically be strangled by the morale-boosted Zhou Dynasty's Qin Wang divisions. The name of the rebellious ministers and traitors would never be washed away!
"Boom..."
"Creak..."
The Western Qin army suddenly separated from it, and the three thousand most elites fought one against ten guards and A thousand iron floating guards surrounded Jiang Yuqing's nine carriages and drove forward slowly. The huge black gold-rimmed "ginger" flag fluttered in the wind!
The Zhou army on the opposite side also separated from it. Eight thousand of the most elite Imperial Guards, surrounded by a dragon scroll pulled by eighteen horses, slowly moved out, with the golden dragon flag fluttering in the wind.
The two most powerful men in the Middle-earth Dynasty, the Western Regions and even the world were looking at each other several miles apart!
They were cousins, but they had to fight to the death on the battlefield!
This seems to have been doomed from the moment Xin Zhuo lay in the broken thatched hut on Fulong Mountain that day and shouted, "I want to talk to Da Zhou."
From the moment Xin Zhuo rushed to the Western Regions, he matured.
At this moment, life and death are decided!
Xin Zhuo not only wants to reason with Da Zhou, but also wants to kill Da Zhou's heart and life!
However, he looked indifferently at the dragon rolling across from him for a moment, and suddenly looked up at the sky again.
There was a hint of complexity on his face.
Wandering around, he suddenly discovered that his enemy was not the Great Immortal, Da Zhou, or even Ji Chunjiu, but himself.
He understood the stars, and suddenly he understood everything!
He possesses the magic weapon "Wangyuejing" that no warrior in this world has, and he has the confidence to defeat all masters!
He can grow faster than anyone else!
He went from being able to kill people in seconds with one sword to being able to kill dozens of people in seconds with just one sword.
This is not his talent, but it is also his talent!
Frankly speaking, if there is enough time, he is not afraid of anyone. Wangyuejing's unknown abilities can be explored infinitely. He is still at the stage of a primary school student!
He can grow infinitely.
However, this world seems to have rules and restrictions, such as the four elephants and the small thunder tribulation, such as the white rainbow last night.
That should not be a dream, but the guardian of Wangyuejing, the heaven-defying magic weapon, awakened me.
He played too much. Maybe there are real immortals in the world. He did something he shouldn't have done. Is he too outstanding? Locked in, ostracized?
He has had the feeling of rejection for a long time!
He was originally a Mu Xing warrior, but he managed to create two Shinto Qi. This is unacceptable in this world!
He is a bandit, but he has become a rebel king. He wants to destroy an empire that has not yet exhausted its vitality. He tramples on the homes of hundreds of millions of people, causing anger and resentment.
If he is a monster, then the white rainbow in the sky is thunder.
Heavenly thunder destroys demons!
This feeling is strange, but it does exist.
He is now faced with a choice -
Don't fight and retreat to Western Qin in despair. The military morale and the morale of the people are completely lost. He can't explain to the millions of men under his command, and he can't explain to the tens of millions of people in Western Qin. Although he can He devotes himself to practice, but this is definitely not his style!
Hit! When he defeated the Emperor of Zhou, he might break through the Earth Immortal in an instant, but the unknown Baihong might also come, and he would face unknown dangers.
Life and death, rise and destruction.
Life choices! However, he felt that any hesitation on his part would be disrespectful to his life.
What bullshit rules?
Now, in this big week, I am the rule!
You are the sky, and I will do whatever you want. If you want to destroy me, I will defeat Dazhou and bring everyone together to support you.
I, Xin Zhuo, will fight hard today. Even if I have to withdraw my troops, I will defeat Ji Chunjiu, Prancing Horse Town and Andu, and teach your world a lesson, otherwise I will suffocate to death!
So, he stood up, drew out the imperial sword from his waist, pointed it at the Emperor of Zhou and the army on the opposite side, and shouted in the calmest but most passionate voice in his life:
"Erlang of Western Qin, defeat this king. Puppet Zhou, marching on the capital, conquering the world!"
"Long live! Long live!"
The 470,000 troops of the Western Qin Dynasty shouted in unison. Shocked in all directions.
Then the horn of attack and the sound of rain-like war drums sounded!
"Wow..."
The Western Qin army pressed forward in a neat square formation.
"Long live? Hahaha, the soldiers of the Western Qin Dynasty, are you cheering for me?"
In the dragon rolling, Ji Chunjiu, who was wearing Minghuang Imperial Armor, looked up to the sky and laughed. The little cleverness and cleverness are vividly displayed.
For an ordinary person, it would be only two hundred and fifty, but as an emperor, he inexplicably gives people an imperial air and heroic spirit.
This is where identity determines the pattern.
Then he also stood up, drew the Emperor's Sword, and pointed it at the princes and kings of Xinzhuo: "My sons and gentlemen of the Great Zhou, today, kill all the traitors of the Western Qin and return our mountains and rivers. Long live the Great Zhou!"
"Long live your Majesty, long live your Majesty!"
The 600,000 Zhou troops also cheered for their lord, and then the vast horns sounded and the war drums thundered.
Zhou Jun also pressed forward, advancing layer by layer like water.
"Boom boom..."
The two armies are well-organized, both in the same battle formation, with cavalry on both wings, crossbowmen in the middle, pikemen, trap soldiers, long sword soldiers...
There are more behind them. There are countless strange-shaped arms, including trebuchets, firebird cannons, Gunmu Lei and so on...
The Zhou army this time is by no means any army that the Western Qin has encountered in the past. They are the most elite Tianwu Army of the Great Zhou Dynasty and the Imperial Guard Army, the emperor's personal soldiers. It can be said that they have all the details. There is also the invisible buff morale blessing of the emperor!
As for the Western Qin army, they are all veterans of many battles, and they are all determined to complete their achievements in one battle, and there is also the King of Qin, the murderous god who has won every battle!
The killings soared into the sky, and the battle array, which was dozens of miles away, was getting closer and closer.
The exchange of arrows, crossbows, stone cannons, etc. finally started!
The shield bearers of the two armies raised their shields high to form a tight defense line!
The sky was filled with arrows for a while!
The ejection of "whoosh" and the impact of "bang bang" were heard endlessly, mixed with countless screams.
Then came the crazy beating of the trebuchet, and the high throwing of the rolling wooden thunder, killing a large area.
"Boom..."
Finally, with a roar rising into the sky, the two armies engaged in hand-to-hand combat over dozens of miles of front.
Countless spears stabbed down in unison!
The dense long knives slashed out neatly!
Amidst the "rumbling" tremors of the earth, hundreds of thousands of cavalry rushed madly. For a moment, people were turned on their backs, swords and guns were tumbling, and residual limbs and blood were splashing everywhere.
Relentless killing soon filled the entire plain.
The end of the battle between the armies can no longer be seen.
Xin Zhuo closed his eyes silently. He had already explained how to fight, how to fight, and when to put all pressure on him.
Do your best and obey fate.
He just has to do what he wants!
(End of this chapter)