At the right door of Zhongyun's palace, the bear was holding a large shield and breathing heavily. His shield and body were covered with arrows. He looked like a hedgehog. The car had been damaged by the collision, but the right door was also hit by them.
A big hole appeared.
There was a rush of footsteps, and Barbarian Bear looked through the damaged doorway. A group of Zhongyun palace warriors holding spears and scimitars had already arrived at the right door in advance to gather, fearing that there might be hundreds of people.
The bear couldn't help but glance to the left, why didn't Erlangjun's divine fire thunder explode?
However, Dunzhu in front of him was much more determined than him. This idiot who was promoted by Zhang Zhao from a shepherd slave had never considered whether Zhang Erlangjun's words could be counted. In his eyes, Zhang Erlangjun
If you say it, you can do it.
A huge round-edged ax was handed to the bear by Dunzhu. The two stood side by side in the front, while the others gathered around them, with spears in front and crossbows behind.
Right now!
"Boom!"
It was as if a dragon had emerged from the ground! The earth trembled violently, and the huge sound made Dundup's ears buzz.
The golden firelight flashed suddenly in this somewhat gloomy morning! Huge mushroom-like clouds rose into the sky, and the air was filled with a choking smell. The warriors in the Zhongyun Palace behind the door even screamed in fright.
Get up!
"Barbarian Bear, go to the left door!" Dunzhu roared and Barbarian Bear opened his thick legs and ran to the left. The people behind him also looked happy. This must be Erlangjun's Divine Fire Thunder successful!
On the city wall, King Zhongyun Sanpoba was so shocked that he fell to the ground. When he stood up again, the situation in front of him almost left him stunned.
The left door of his palace tent, a huge wooden door covered with iron sheets, had a huge gap made by something unknown.
A piece of the wooden door was even thrown hundreds of meters away, and a section of the wall at the left door was about to collapse.
"Hahaha! Damn you, that bullshit Thousand-Jin Gate can't withstand my divine fire thunder!"
Cao Yanming jumped up from the ground. Although his ears and nose were bleeding, he looked very excited. He even wanted to run over to see the situation.
Fortunately, a guard behind him was very conscientious and he quickly ran over to hold Cao Shishi down.
And almost at the same time when the guards held Cao Shishi down, Zhang Zhao, who still had dead grass in his ears, jumped up from the crawling ground. Behind him were Yan Jin carrying the Mo Dao and Wang holding a pair of cooked copper maces.
Communication.
The power of black gunpowder is indeed great! A big hole was blown into King Zhongyun’s turtle shell!
"Hurry! Let everyone go to the left gate!" On the tower, King Zhongyun, who was wearing hair and beard, also shouted loudly.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Zhang Zhao rushed in through the hole in the city gate in three strides. Right in front of him, two Zhongyun warriors who were walking crookedly staggered unconsciously. It looked like their internal organs might have been moved.
Got it!
Zhang Zhao ignored these people and ran directly in the general direction of King Zhongyun!
To capture the thief, capture the king first. If you capture King Zhongyun, the battle will be over. Not far away, the large banner symbolizing the flag of King Zhongyun is the most attractive target.
‘Kula! Kula!’ The sound of leather boots came, and a group of palace warriors wearing simple armor and iron helmets ran over from a distance.
Zhang Zhao, Yan Jin and Wang Tongtong quickly formed a three-person formation.
Zhang Zhao stabbed the thorn with a step that was lengthened to 1.6 feet.
Yan Jin was in the middle, his Mo Dao spinning like flying, specifically killing the warriors who came after Zhang Zhaobu.
Wang Tongtong slightly bent down to protect the two of them, and two five-six-pound heavy-cooked copper maces danced and whirred. As long as someone came close, even if they were wearing armor, they would be beaten until they vomited blood.
Zhang Zhao took a deep breath and pierced a warrior with a four-flap helmet on the opposite side. The spear in the warrior's hand also pierced Zhang Zhao. This was a normal one-for-one exchange, because there were many of them, so each of them took a hit.
If so, Zhang Zhao will undoubtedly suffer a lot.
However, he miscalculated, because when his spear pierced Zhang Zhao, sparks flashed from the spear tip, and the tip of the spear broke directly. However, when Zhang Zhao pierced his chest and stabbed his armor, he easily pointed it out.
A bloody hole.
The warrior looked at the blood spurting from his chest, his face full of reluctance. He howled and wanted to shoot Zhang Zhao a second time.
But Zhang Zhao didn't give him this chance. He quickly retracted the gun and struck hard again. The tool steel tip completely pierced the opponent's armor and stabbed directly into the opponent's liver.
The warrior opened his mouth wide, revealing his blood-soaked teeth. He babbled twice silently, and then fell softly.
While the warrior fell, the other two people took advantage of Zhang Zhao's lack of time to take a step forward and stabbed Zhang Zhao's neck and face with two spears.
Yan Jin shouted loudly, he raised the Mo Dao straight up, then twisted his waist and used the momentum to spin, and the sharp sword light swept across the chests of the two warriors.
A large rain of blood spurted out, and the chainmail armor on the chests of the two warriors was almost cut through. If they dared to step forward, Yan Jin could cut their belly with one knife.
Some timid warriors moved slowly, and several warriors holding shields and scimitars behind them were leaked out.
Zhang Zhao quickly stabbed the warriors, knocking them around. Wang Tongtong, who saw the opportunity, quickly stepped forward and smashed the cooked copper mace in his hand.
Just hearing the crackling sound of broken tendons, Wang Tongtong alone knocked back five or six warriors on the opposite side.
"Forward! Forward! Those who retreat will die!" An anxious roar came. Zhang Zhao looked up and saw that the big banner symbolizing King Zhongyun actually moved forward and came to a place not far from Zhang Zhao.
The person who is roaring is a strong middle-aged man with a high nose and deep eyes. It is very likely that he is King Zhongyun Sanpoba.
He still has some courage! Zhang Zhao couldn't help but look at King Zhongyun.
Seeing that the king had come to the front, the palace warriors who had just been repulsed by Zhang Zhao and the other three gathered around with great morale. Several archers in the distance started shooting with "boom boom".
Arrow.
Zhang Zhao was about to call Yan Jin and Wang Tongtong to rush forward and fight hand-to-hand. Although these arrows could not penetrate their armor, they were still very painful and troublesome.
But at this moment, a burst of arrows suddenly flew over his head. It turned out that Fan Quan Fanshun was rushing over with someone.
The divine arm bows in their hands were more powerful and the rate of fire was not slow. The Zhongyun warrior's armor and chain mail were simply unable to withstand the powerful divine arm bows, and a large area was shot over immediately.
"Erlang Jun! Dunzhu is here!" Taking advantage of the opportunity that the Zhongyun warrior was shot in, Zhang Zhao was about to attack. A majestic figure carrying a cooked copper stick rushed past him. It turned out that
It's Dundup.
Behind Dunzhu, another huge body also passed by in a flash.
The barbaric bear held a big axe, like a giant bear, and directly knocked over Zhongyun warrior at the front. Although he was stabbed with blood splashing everywhere, this guy didn't seem to feel anything.
The group of cloud warriors clashes from left to right!
Seeing how brave the soldiers under his command were, Zhang Zhao suddenly felt a surge of pride in his heart. No matter what the formation was, there was no order. Except for the sharp archers like Fan Quan and Fan Shun, the others all rushed forward.<
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The more than forty people who came to the left gate were collectively trapped by the two hundred Zhongyun warriors. They chopped with swords, axes, and hammers, beating the enemy, who was nearly five times their size, to defeat!
This chapter has been completed!