The battle lasted from dawn to the next morning. Asura soldiers used one hundred and one thousand, and the shouts of killing were shocking. Yuan Hong and Shiji even burst out with the combat power of the Daluo Golden Immortal, an iron rod.
The stick swept across all directions, and a Taia sword slashed across all sides.
Even Zishou was in a chaotic battle, and in the end he had to fight with his sword.
When the first day was dark, Jiang Ziya's army of 600,000 had already fled. By dawn, the so-called 600,000 people died, surrendered, and fled.
Even Jiang Ziya and Chong Heihu saw that the situation was not good, they hurriedly withdrew from the battlefield and led their troops back to Chongcheng. The battle was earth-shaking and everyone was shocked.
Nanbo Hou E Chongyu, who was watching the battle in the distance, no longer had the disdain of yesterday. At this time, his face was pale, his whole body was trembling, and he was in great horror.
"This... this is the strength of Emperor Xin... he won with 5,000 to 600,000?" E Chongyu suddenly felt unspeakable fear, and his hand holding the sword couldn't help but tremble violently, even double-handed
My legs are urged to kneel down.
This battle not only killed Jiang, but also killed him with 600,000 coalition forces.
The soldiers led by Emperor Xin were so terrifying. They were all fierce and cruel...
Of course, the most terrifying person is Di Xin...
Jiang Huanchu on the other side also changed his face and felt extremely shocked. Suddenly, he thought of something and shouted loudly: "Jiang Wenhuan, hurry up, lead the troops to help the king!"
"Yes!" Jiang Wenhuan also had a pale face and nodded.
However, they all knew it was too late and there was no support yesterday. When the king defeated Jiang and Chong coalition forces and then came out to support them, it would inevitably give people a sense of hypocrisy.
...
"Bang!"
Yuan Hong swung out a stick and killed a member of General Zhou. He looked up at Jiang Wenhuan who was leading the troops to support him.
"Jiang Wenhuan leads troops to help!" Jiang Wenhuan bowed and shouted: "General Yuan, Wenhuan is late, please forgive me!"
Yuan Hong knew very well that Jiang Wenhuan had been watching from the side for a long time, and he led his troops to see that he had won. But he didn't expose it, he hadn't won yet! And after this battle, although he defeated Jiang Ziya
The coalition forces, but there are no more than 300 Asura soldiers left, and they really need help from Jiang Wenhuan.
"General Jiang, follow me to attack Chongcheng. We must conquer Chongcheng today!" Yuan Hong said loudly.
"Yes!" Jiang Wenhuan nodded and shouted: "The whole army obeys the order and attack Chongcheng! Capture the traitor Chong Heihu, Jiang Ziya!"
Immediately, Jiang Wenhuan led 100,000 troops to kill Chongcheng.
Yuan Hong also led the remaining Asura soldiers to attack Chongcheng.
Seeing all this, Zishou couldn't say anything.
Only those who have experienced the war personally know how terrible the desperate Asura soldiers are!
The Asura soldiers are the kind of people who cut off my head and my instinctive reaction will wield the spear to give you the last one.
"Fortunately, although I won, the mission was not completed." Zishou's face was pale and he felt relieved. Looking around, he saw the corpse.
Blood flows into a river and corpses are everywhere!
A gust of wind blew, and the smell of blood was so strong that it made people vomit.
"Master, are you okay?" Seeing that Zishu's face was not very good, Shi Ji walked over and asked anxiously.
"It's okay, go and help Yuan Hong attack the city!" Zishou waved his hand expressionlessly, and then attack the city. Anyway, if you don't accept Princess Longji, the mission will not be completed.
"But you... OK! I'll go and help Yuan Hong attack the city!" Shi Ji, who was originally going to say something, nodded again halfway through his words. Anyway, Jiang Ziya has been defeated, and the king's cultivation is not weak, so he will not be able to do so.
If something happens, it is better to attack Chongcheng as soon as possible and let the king enter the city to rest.
...
In Yuxu Palace.
Yuanshi Tianzun looked at Emperor Xin in the jade mirror in front of him deeply, then reached out to erase the scene in the mirror.
"Asura clan, Styx! You are looking for death!" Yuanshi Tianzun whispered.
The voice is filled with endless anger and dissatisfaction.
At this time, he didn't know where he was the Asura clan!
The emergence of the Asura clan indicates that the Styx is standing in the lineup.
This bed bug in the sea of blood dared to stand against him and face him with his claws!
"If you pass the order down, all the members of the Chan Sect will go down the mountain! Help Zhou destroy Shang!"
...
In Western religion, the face of the Shunti Taoist also became extremely unfair.
"Lost? 600,000 to 5,000 people? What an emperor, what an emperor... What a Styx! Last time I spared your life in the Jiuqu Yellow River Formation, you dare to come out!" Zhunti
The Taoist roared angrily: "A the dirtiest thing dares to appear in the world?"
A Taoist walked out of the hall and whispered: "The way is broken, the few will win the more. This Emperor Xin is such a terrifying emperor! I admire him! This person is so extraordinary!"
But it is the Western leader who guides the Taoist.
"It's time for me to teach the West to go down the mountain."
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Eight Scenery Palace.
I looked up and sighed: "Di Xin is qualified to play chess with the saint...or rather, he is already playing chess with the saint."
...
The glass mirror in front of him reflects the battle in Chongcheng, with wars flying and countless corpses hidden.
Chongcheng was broken, and Shang soldiers entered the city.
A look of shock flashed in Nuwa's eyes.
That man...had really done it.
A victory was won by 5,000 vs. 600,000 with less...
Although Jiang Wenhuan joined later, Nuwa understood that the 600,000 coalition forces of Jiang Ziya were defeated by Zishou, the 5,000 Asura soldiers led by Zishou! It was Zishou!
"If you can't win, you will die... He really won..." Nuwa's voice became a little trembling.
Although a saint can even conceal a million corpses when he is angry, it is different from leading troops to fight!
What Zishou won is not the troops, but the strategy...
Nuwa closed her eyes and analyzed in her heart.
She has always felt that Di Xin has many trump cards, and has been thinking about what trump cards Di Xin still has...
Why does he feel that he can use his own strength to fight against a terrifying existence like a saint...
From the initial Nine-Curve Yellow River Formation to the current broken pot and the dead end, Nuwa gradually understood...
Di Xin’s trump card is himself!
Not bad, it's him!
With his wisdom and wise decision, this man pulled Da Shang from the abyss of despair again and again, and this time he defeated the more with less.
"If you break the pot and die if you don't win... This battle is enough to be recorded in human history..." Nuwa sighed softly.
"Everyone thinks that Emperor Xin took five thousand Asura soldiers to challenge Jiang Ziya's 600,000 troops to commit suicide, but no one expected that the final outcome would be like this... But you really have it, Zishou
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Nuwa opened her eyes, Di Xin, it is worthy of being you.
"He can really succeed." Nuwa firmly believed in this idea.
Suddenly, Nuwa narrowed her eyes and stared at the glass mirror in front of her, her eyes...a little more chilling!!
"Click!!"
The glass mirror suddenly cracked and shattered.
"I'm sorry~! You're so nice~!"
...
At this moment, I felt extremely tired when I looked at the corpses on the ground. After all, I had been fighting for a night and I was very tired.
And at this moment, a white banner appeared behind Zishou without knowing it, and turned into a banner door.
A golden light flashed, and a dragon-bound rope was used to tie the child off the horse like lightning.
"Di Xin... come with me!" A beautiful Taoist nun walked out of the Panmen, grabbed Zishou's back, took out the Qiankun needle and nailed Zishou's soul, and sighed: "It's all due to evil deeds...