43. Chapter 43 Chapter 0043 Killing a Peaceful World for You
The electricity disappeared, the dark clouds dispersed, and the seven majestic figures had long since disappeared.
"Desolation is dead!"
Suddenly, someone on the battlefield shouted, and then all the Yaoguang soldiers shouted. They shouted while killing the remaining Tianshu army. How could the leaderless Tianshu army still have the heart to fight? In Zhan Xiong
Under their leadership, they fought and retreated.
Tianshu's army, which had abandoned its helmets and armor along the way, had less than tens of thousands of people left when it retreated to the Giant Mountains. However, they were able to keep tens of thousands of people retreating because Zhang Jingfeng did not pursue and kill wildly. Of course, Zhang Jingfeng was not helpless.
Chasing and killing, but he knew that if he continued to kill, not even the 100,000 heavy cavalry he brought would be left. With the desert dead, the leaderless Tianshu army would not pose a threat to them. Instead of entangled with the poor bandits, it would be better to stay
Prepare your troops to meet the next changes.
In the palace of Tianshu Royal City, Emperor Tianshu, who was over fifty years old, sat motionless on the dragon chair. On the dragon table in front of him, there were quietly placed the battle reports that had just been sent back from the front line.
General Desolation, died in battle!
Emperor Tianshu did not move for a whole stick of incense. His white hair fell messily on his shoulders. His former imperial demeanor was gone, and he was as decadent as an old man on the street.
The civil servants and generals of Tianshu standing on both sides below the dragon chair, each of them had a gloomy look on their face. They knew that it was the old God of War who died and their Tianshu hegemony was lost.
After burning the incense, the motionless Emperor Tianshu suddenly stood up, glanced at everyone with a sullen face, and said coldly: "Send the order to Zhanxiong, and we must snatch back the body of the old God of War no matter what."
"Yes," the soldier who came back from delivering the battle report from the front responded tremblingly, turned around and ran away without a trace.
Watching the soldier leave the hall, Emperor Tianshu sat down helplessly, then raised his head and murmured: "General, you and I have been of the same mind for decades, treating the world as fish and meat, and treating all countries as playthings. Now you just let go."
, what should I do?" The electricity disappeared, the dark clouds dispersed, and the seven towering figures had long since disappeared.
"Desolation is dead!"
Suddenly, someone on the battlefield shouted, and then all the Yaoguang soldiers shouted. They shouted while killing the remaining Tianshu army. How could the leaderless Tianshu army still have the heart to fight? In Zhan Xiong
Under their leadership, they fought and retreated.
Tianshu's army, which had abandoned its helmets and armor along the way, had less than tens of thousands of people left when it retreated to the Giant Mountains. However, they were able to keep tens of thousands of people retreating because Zhang Jingfeng did not pursue and kill wildly. Of course, Zhang Jingfeng was not helpless.
Chasing and killing, but he knew that if he continued to kill, not even the 100,000 heavy cavalry he brought would be left. With the desert dead, the leaderless Tianshu army would not pose a threat to them. Instead of entangled with the poor bandits, it would be better to stay
Prepare your troops to meet the next changes.
In the palace of Tianshu Royal City, Emperor Tianshu, who was over fifty years old, sat motionless on the dragon chair. On the dragon table in front of him, there were quietly placed the battle reports that had just been sent back from the front line.
General Desolation, died in battle!
Emperor Tianshu did not move for a whole stick of incense. His white hair fell messily on his shoulders. His former imperial demeanor was gone, and he was as decadent as an old man on the street.
The civil servants and generals of Tianshu standing on both sides below the dragon chair, each of them had a gloomy look on their face. They knew that it was the old God of War who died and their Tianshu hegemony was lost.
After burning the incense, the motionless Emperor Tianshu suddenly stood up, glanced at everyone with a sullen face, and said coldly: "Send the order to Zhanxiong, and we must snatch back the body of the old God of War no matter what."
"Yes," the soldier who came back from delivering the battle report from the front responded tremblingly, turned around and ran away without a trace.
Watching the soldier leave the hall, Emperor Tianshu sat down helplessly, then raised his head and murmured: "General, you and I have been of the same mind for decades, treating the world as fish and meat, and treating all countries as playthings. Now you just let go."
, what should I do?" The electricity disappeared, the dark clouds dispersed, and the seven towering figures had long since disappeared.
"Desolation is dead!"
Suddenly, someone on the battlefield shouted, and then all the Yaoguang soldiers shouted. They shouted while killing the remaining Tianshu army. How could the leaderless Tianshu army still have the heart to fight? In Zhan Xiong
Under their leadership, they fought and retreated.
Tianshu's army, which had abandoned its helmets and armor along the way, had less than tens of thousands of people left when it retreated to the Giant Mountains. However, they were able to keep tens of thousands of people retreating because Zhang Jingfeng did not pursue and kill wildly. Of course, Zhang Jingfeng was not helpless.
Chasing and killing, but he knew that if he continued to kill, not even the 100,000 heavy cavalry he brought would be left. With the desert dead, the leaderless Tianshu army would not pose a threat to them. Instead of entangled with the poor bandits, it would be better to stay
Prepare your troops to meet the next changes.
In the palace of Tianshu Royal City, Emperor Tianshu, who was over fifty years old, sat motionless on the dragon chair. On the dragon table in front of him, there were quietly placed the battle reports that had just been sent back from the front line.
General Desolation, died in battle!
Emperor Tianshu did not move for a whole stick of incense. His white hair fell messily on his shoulders. His former imperial demeanor was gone, and he was as decadent as an old man on the street.
The civil servants and generals of Tianshu standing on both sides below the dragon chair, each of them had a gloomy look on their face. They knew that it was the old God of War who died and their Tianshu hegemony was lost.
After burning the incense, the motionless Emperor Tianshu suddenly stood up, glanced at everyone with a sullen face, and said coldly: "Send the order to Zhanxiong, and we must snatch back the body of the old God of War no matter what."
"Yes," the soldier who came back from delivering the battle report from the front responded tremblingly, turned around and ran away without a trace.
Watching the soldier leave the hall, Emperor Tianshu sat down helplessly, then raised his head and murmured: "General, you and I have been of the same mind for decades, treating the world as fish and meat, and treating all countries as playthings. Now you just let go."