When everyone fought together desperately, the entire city of Guilin turned into a Shura hell.
Li Shimin's army of five million rangers was really as fragile as paper at this time.
If it weren't for the strong ones holding on, they would have been killed long ago.
Doubling the number of powerful people is Li Shimin's confidence.
In the beginning, he was indeed afraid of the military spirit of Tianqi's army.
But with the brutality of the war, when all the armies were unable to maintain their peak combat effectiveness.
The military spirit is naturally weak.
"Kill them all!"
After the battlefield, Li Shimin had a cold murderous intention on his face when he saw the most powerful men under his command charging and killing wantonly.
In his opinion, the kill effect did not meet his expectations at all.
Only by killing all the enemies here can the hatred in his heart be eliminated!
The hatred of killing a son is irreconcilable!
"Beifu, defend the country and kill the enemy!"
Xie Xuan went into battle in person. Under his leadership, the remaining more than 500,000 Beifu ghost soldiers rushed to the battlefield.
The ghost soldiers of Beifu were originally immortal existences.
However, because Xie Xuan himself was injured, the Beifu ghost soldiers under his command were naturally no longer able to maintain their strength.
Therefore, as the coach, Xie Xuan should not go into battle. As long as he does not die, the ghost soldiers of Beifu will never be destroyed!
But now he is in a desperate situation and he cannot stay out of it.
Only by fighting to the death can we achieve the majesty of the Beifu Legion!
"Come on! Let them see how powerful our Beifu ghost soldiers are!"
"Beifu ghost soldiers, kill, kill, kill!"
"Beifu Legion, protect our home and country!"
The five hundred thousand ghost soldiers of Beifu were now like wolves among sheep.
Although the rangers of the Tang Empire possess various skills to limit the Beifu ghost soldiers, they are helpless in the face of immortality!
Thunder and earth fire can cause double damage to ghost soldiers.
But even if these skeletons are scorched, smelly, and burned to ashes, the ghost soldiers can still rise from the ground again.
Later, when the ferocious-looking ghost soldiers rushed in front of the Tang Empire rangers, many people were immediately frightened.
So scary!
In mid-air, Xie Xuan faced Changsun Wuji.
Both of them can be called men of letters, but their fighting methods are completely different.
Xie Xuan used a golden sword, while Changsun Wuji used a folding fan.
Judging from the pictures of graceful ladies on the folding fan, Changsun Wuji was also a wanderer when he was young.
"please!"
"please!"
The two saluted each other and then fought together. When literati fight, they must always have a touch of literati etiquette!
However, as the battle continued, Xie Xuan, holding the golden sword, completely gained the upper hand.
If Changsun Wuji is allowed to rule the country, he may be far better than Xie Xuan. But when it comes to fighting alone, the three Changsun Wuji are no match for Xie Xuan!
In just ten breaths, his hair was cut off by Xie Xuan, leaving him in a miserable state!
"I'm here to help you!"
At this time, Fang Xuanling rushed up.
Since we are all literati, we should adopt the literati’s fighting style!
A paintbrush fluttered in his hand. In just a few breaths, a sharp sword and a long knife attacked Xie Xuan.
Sometimes, literati also do not talk about martial ethics.
Li Shimin was rushing from behind, so he could only fight in groups.
Sometimes if you don’t take advantage of the numerical advantage, you are seeking your own death!
"Ahhh! Go to hell!"
The most difficult thing at this time may be Shan Xiongxin!
As a general under Xie Xuan, he was targeted by Wang Gui and Gao Shilian as soon as he rushed out of the city.
These two men were also civil servants, but their fighting methods made Shan Xiong feel angry.
With their cooperation, Shan Xiongxin was completely beaten. His body was covered with color, but he still could not touch the corners of their clothes.
It seems that they have learned a lot from the experience of fighting mages and warriors.
They knew that Shan Xiongxin couldn't get close to him, so they relied on the power of scholars to contain Shan Xiongxin from a distance.
The inkstone in Gao Shilian's hand was like a chasm in the sky. The long bow in Wang Gui's hand was a life-threatening charm.
The Six Arts of a Gentleman: Shu, Shu, etiquette, music, and shooting.
This Wang Gui has a strong talent in archery. Naturally, the long bow became his weapon!
"If that's the case, then you die first!"
His waist was pierced by a long arrow again, and Shan Xiongxin's face was completely ferocious.
Aren’t you, Gao Shilian, using a turtle shell to disgust me? Then I’ll kill you first!
As soon as he finished speaking, he rushed towards Gao Shilian desperately!
No matter how hard the inkstone is today, he will crush it with his own hands!
"Little tricks!"
He had always had the advantage, so Gao Shilian didn't take Shan Xiongxin's threat to heart.
It has been a tradition since ancient times that literati looked down upon each other and looked down upon generals.
So now, when fighting Shan Xiongxin, he really seems to be playing tricks on a fool.
"Royal!"
He gently raised his hand, and the huge inkstone appeared in front of him.
At the same time, various creatures crawling out of the inkstone roared and rushed towards Shan Xiongxin!
In terms of strength, he is stronger than Shan Xiongxin.
As long as he is careful not to be approached by Shan Xiongxin, he can trick him to death little by little!
"hateful!"
After taking the initiative and being frustrated again, Shan Xiong couldn't help but become impatient in his confidence.
He knew that if he couldn't break the situation, he would really be killed here!
Dang Dang Dang!
He blocked the oncoming attack with his spear, and then turned his head sideways to avoid the fatal arrow.
Being beaten up by Gao Shilian and Wang Gui is actually not a bad thing. At least, his combat experience has improved!
However, Wang Gui's shooting skills are extremely high.
Although Shan Xiongxin dodged an arrow on his head, his calf was pierced by the arrow with a pop.
This Wang Gui wanted to torture him to death bit by bit!
"Ahhhhhh!"
Shan Xiongxin wanted to go crazy, but he knew that he couldn't.
There are so many soldiers on the ground. Once he falls into madness, he will accidentally injure his own people.
Simply, he gave up his defense.
When he rushed towards Gao Shilian again, he turned around and shot.
The spear flew out of his hand and appeared in front of Wang Gui with lightning speed.
At the same time, a sharp arrow slowly occupied all his sight.
"Puff! Puff!"
The spear entered the body! The arrow entered the body!
The next second, the two of them flew out at the same time!
"General Shan!"
"Shujie!"
The sudden change shocked Xie Xuan and Gao Shilian.
At this time, Shan Xiongxin's spear had completely penetrated Wang Gui's head. The famous prime minister flew out like this.
Life disappears and death begins to appear.
Shan Xiongxin is now the same as Wang Gui. The arrow penetrated his head and took away all his vitality.
As a strong person in the realm of ghosts and gods, it is possible to recover from a heart injury.
But a serious injury to the head would definitely lead to death!
That is to say, at the moment when Shan Xiongxin and Wang Gui died together, the national fortunes of the Apocalypse Empire and the Tang Empire were both reduced by one percent.
"Is this? Someone died in the battle?"
The decisive battle in Guilin Mansion came too quickly, and Cheng Mu's army was not yet in place.
"Didn't I give the order? If we can't defeat it, we'll withdraw our troops. Why would someone die in battle?"
Although he doesn’t know who died, as the emperor, he clearly senses the decline in the national destiny!
What he was most worried about appeared.
If the fighting spirit of the soldiers under your command is too strong, they will not retreat in the face of a strong enemy. This will only increase casualties!
"No, I have to go first!"
Cheng Mu couldn't sit still.
How could he let his soldiers fight alone? As the leader of the Apocalypse Empire, as the person most trusted by the people of the Apocalypse Empire.
He, Cheng Mu, cannot let down the soldiers under his command!
"Hei Ling! How long do you want to recover?"
Before setting off, he took the Black Order with him. When facing the twin saints of the Tang Empire, he would have more strength and insurance.
"Damn it, he's coming, he's coming!"
Although Hei Ling's injuries have not recovered, he has now regained the strength of the first stage of Shentai.
As the Eternal Demon King, the injuries sustained during the battle with Liu Bowen will not affect it!
"Walk!"
Then, taking Hei Ling with him and riding Panda, Cheng Mu rushed to the battlefield!
At this time, on the battlefield, Wang Gui and Shan Xiongxin died together, which completely inspired both sides to die.
"What a fool, fight with them!"
Although the sword of love inspired the military spirit, it was still difficult to kill Li Chunfeng.
In this chaotic world, Li Chunfeng is like a god of war, killing from the ground to the sky, and then from the sky to the earth.
No one can stop it.
"A swarm of ants!"
Li Chunfeng's face was filled with a smile when he saw that he could easily crush hundreds of thousands of people to death by raising his hand.
The delusions of mere ants are rampant in front of him, and this is the price!
"die!"
Another blow.
In an instant, Moyu, who was once the all-powerful man on the battlefield, saw darkness in front of him.
He was killed!
Wang Xiaoye wanted to wave his staff to revive the fish in the dark night, but the next second, a raging fire ignited under his feet.
He only felt a pain in the sole of his foot, and the next second he was resurrected himself!
In front of Li Chunfeng, the rangers of the Apocalypse Empire were reincarnated one after another.
"you!"
The crushing massacre made Yijian's heart burst into tears. When he saw the soldiers under his command fell in large pieces, he gave up!
"Excalibur Army Soul! Kill the enemy!"
Boom!
Under the control of Yi Jian Zhenxin, the huge divine sword followed Li Chunfeng's footsteps.
If your strength is not enough, then use your life to make up for it!
In an instant, he was bleeding from all his orifices. And behind him, the remaining soldiers of the Excalibur Army also poured out their blood, nourishing the soul of the Excalibur Army with the power of life!
The so-called clay figures also have a certain amount of anger. Although they are not strong enough, they don't want to be tortured and killed like this.
Aren't you, Li Chunfeng, powerful? Then let's die together!
"You...you are crazy!"
Looking at the soaring strength of the Divine Sword Army Soul, Li Chunfeng finally showed fear at this moment.
What do these people want to do? They are just ants, trying to kill gods?
"God... Divine Sword! Cut!"
Yijian Qingxin only felt that his life was on the verge of death.
At this last moment, the long sword in his hand slashed down at Li Chunfeng from a distance!
Boom!
In an instant, the unparalleled might of the Divine Sword's military spirit struck Li Chunfeng's body.
The situation changes and the mountains and rivers are shattered!
Li Chunfeng wanted to run away. But the divine sword locked his aura tightly. Even if he hid to the ends of the earth, he could not escape from this sword!
Bang! Bang! Bang!
On the ground, Yi Jian Qing Xin's body was the first to explode.
Then, under Li Chunfeng's horrified gaze, each of the Excalibur Army soldiers exploded into blood mist.
And the blood mist that filled the sky was a funeral for him!
