At this time, the millions of troops and the ten major camps have already repositioned their positions. The spears wiped away the blood on their tips, and the big bows were drawn like the moon again, and the sharp arrows rained down on them until they reached the soldiers of the Ten Thousand Tu Kingdom on the opposite side.
It is ready to launch at any time. The huge siege weapon has already been filled with crystal stones that are about to break.
This kind of crystal is specially used on the battlefield. It has been processed through special procedures. When it falls to the ground and breaks into pieces, the explosive power generated can be equivalent to the energy contained in a low-grade crystal, which is very shocking.
Every soldier is ready to go and has adjusted his condition to the best. The next moment is the time to fight. Either the enemy will fall or he will die in battle. No one dares to joke at this time.
The solemn momentum continued to gather, and Zhao Tianji vaguely felt that a power from the hearts of everyone was quietly gathered together and condensed in the sky. This power may be what people often call - the military soul.
When the power of the military soul is condensed to its highest point.
The marshal from the Guman Empire had a solemn expression, his eyes flashed, and he let out a loud roar.
"rush!"
"rush!"
"rush!"
The sound soared into the sky and echoed thousands of miles away! Millions of soldiers roared at the same time:
"Go!" "Go!"
The earth seemed to be unable to withstand this huge roar and began to tremble continuously. The black clouds in the sky were instantly broken by the momentum of millions of troops! It seemed to compete with the blood moon in the sky!
"rush!"
At this time, not only the marshal of the Guman Empire, but also the marshal of the Wantu Kingdom, Liu Hong, roared loudly, and the momentum of both sides collided fiercely in the sky.
Eight hundred thousand elite soldiers and generals from all over the country rushed forward, roaring loudly, and with an indomitable momentum, ready to fight to the death with the million-strong army on the opposite side!
The morale of nearly two million people was gathered together. The entire battlefield was filled with a strong bloody spirit, inspiring the courage of every soldier to rush forward. At this time, Zhao Tianji was also infected, and a roar followed
The army rushed together.
The scene of millions of troops charging into battle is so spectacular, with gold and iron horses, rolling stones falling from the sky, thousands of arrows flying, and martial arts tumbling. Every fierce collision continuously washes away one living life after another. The soldiers in the front row fall, and the soldiers behind them fall.
The soldiers of the platoon continued to bravely make up the place, and one angry roar after another, and one unwilling scream after another, resounded and lingered throughout the land.
The two armies met fiercely on the huge battlefield. Many of them had already been blinded by the crazy killing and red blood. They couldn't tell the difference between ourselves and the enemy, and they only knew how to charge forward!
Kill! Kill! Kill!
The cavalry's legs had already been cut off. The warrior jumped down from the horse and rushed towards the enemy. The thick armor was shattered by the opponent's sharp weapons. The warrior roared, and all his inner strength burst out. He was stunned to throw away the armor.
Shatter it into pieces and fight with the enemy; the weapons break when they are constantly interlaced, and the warrior then picks up a handful from the ground and rushes forward.
Kill! Kill! Kill!
Some powerful soldiers were surrounded by dozens or hundreds of enemies and were trapped in them, like beasts fighting in a cage. They roared unwillingly and kept charging outwards, but in the end they could not withstand the power of hundreds of people.
The sound was swallowed up, penetrating through his body, no longer alive;
Some soldiers refused to fall even to death. When their mounts died, they ran with their legs. When their legs were chopped off, they stood with the weapons in their hands. When the weapons were smashed, he would rather let his broken flesh and blood meet the cold ground.
The sand and soil met, but he refused to fall and glared angrily until his head flew up and his headless body fell to the ground with a thud.
Kill! Kill! Kill!
When the shield is penetrated, I use my gun to block it; when my gun is pierced, I use my unyielding spirit to escort the army!
The military flag several feet high was dancing in the wind, with the blood of countless heads sprinkled on it, but it was still protected by the soldiers desperately. The enemy troops around it kept moving closer, and they were bound to capture this military flag. Because he
It is a symbol of the spirit of the soldiers of this side. It is the home of the souls of all dead soldiers and the central hub for the mobilization of the army of this side.
Here, no matter how powerful the warrior is, he cannot become the hero who saves the entire battlefield. Even a ninth-level strongman is likely to be instantly attacked by other ninth-level strongmen hiding among the enemy soldiers. One after another
The soldier fell down unwillingly, roaring angrily one after another.
The underground is a place full of corpses, the sky is filled with the smell of killing, and the air is filled with the smell of blood.
One hundred thousand, two hundred thousand, three hundred thousand, every breath of time, hundreds of soldiers died under the enemy's weapons. At this time, under the unfailing military spirit, someone finally broke through the bottleneck and issued an update.
A loud roar, a stronger momentum, and a more domineering internal force suddenly erupted here, rushing towards the enemy, affecting the situation on one battlefield after another.
With the addition of ten, hundred or even thousand people, the situation on the entire battlefield became more and more intense. Thick smoke filled the air, blood flowed, and huge collisions and explosions were heard everywhere.
The severed limbs and arms were continuously blown away, like light feathers blown back and forth in the air by this powerful force.
At this time, Zhao Tianji also rushed into the enemy's battlefield. Their group of a thousand people was ordered to rush into the depths, and went deep together with the other four teams in an attempt to disrupt the opponent's formation.
As he went deeper and deeper, the enemies he encountered became more and more fierce. At this time, one of the soldiers in Zhao Tianji's team of ten had fallen. As if they were instantly aroused by anger, they began to ignore it.
He rushed forward fiercely, hoping to kill more soldiers to pay homage to his dead brothers.
The second person, the third person and the fourth person.
Until the middle-aged man who had been talking endlessly and imparting various experiences to Zhao Tianji two months ago fell down.
The pain of losing a companion was the last thing Zhao Tianji wanted to face. This person did not accompany him for a long time. But after two months of getting along with him, this person kept talking and talking to several of their new recruits.
It was like the care and concern of an elder, which was deeply felt in Zhao Tianji's heart.
At this time, Zhao Tianji no longer concealed his strength, his momentum began to rise, and he rushed towards the enemy on the opposite side. He tore apart the soldiers of the Ten Thousand Tu Kingdom one after another, bathed in their blood, and turned into the messenger of hell, cold and murderous!
When the young man joined the army at the same time as Zhao Tianji, his strength had reached the sixth level. He was in high spirits, but he died miserably under the enemy's sword. Before he died, his eyes seemed to be full of longing for the future.
Unwilling to give up.
At this point, the ten-man team was completely destroyed except for the ten-man leader and Zhao Tianji.