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Chapter 22 My spear can penetrate all the shields in the world

"Yan Xiong, stop him." Zhao Kuo pointed at Heng Wan Leng and shouted.

"No." Yanxiong licked his lips, his eyes shining with excitement.

It is too difficult for him to command troops and so on.

Or is this kind of one-on-one fighting more attractive?

"Quickly, send Li Mu to Song Zhong for treatment."

Zhao Kuo checked and found that Li Mu was still breathing. He breathed a sigh of relief and said to the guard next to him.

It would be such an injustice if Zhao's future God of War died like this because of him.

"Lian Po is still in Changping." Wang Lu was extremely surprised.

According to the Prime Minister's plan, Lian Po should have returned to Handan by this time.

However, Wang Lu was a famous general after all, and he soon calmed down: "Since you choose to stay here, then stay here forever with Zhao Kuo."

Lian Po was very difficult to deal with. The Zhao army under his command was as hard as a tortoise shell. Anyone who saw him would have a headache, but that didn't mean that Wang Lu had nothing to do.

Lian Po's innate skill is to increase defense power. Coincidentally, Wang Lu's innate skill is to increase attack power!

If Lian Po’s innate skill is that my shield can block all the spears in the world, then Wang Lu’s innate skill is that my spear can penetrate all the shields in the world!

Increase the attack power. If the enemy is not defeated, the attack power will be increased again next time you attack. It can be superimposed infinitely. It will be reset after defeating the enemy!

This is Wang Lu’s innate skill!

The fiery red inner energy rose from Wang Hao's body and complemented the fire-grabbing array. The war clouds continued to roll and became thicker and thicker. A wide fiery red sword gradually solidified and stood horizontally in the sky. The patterns on it were clearly visible.

The fiery red giant sword slowly moved towards the direction of Zhao Jun, and a dazzling light burst out from the city, blocking the giant sword.

Where the two collide, the war clouds continue to collapse and reorganize.

"Iron Eagle Warrior, attack!"

Seeing that the time had come, Wang Hao swung his long sword forward, and two thousand Iron Eagle warriors rushed out like ferocious tigers, rushing through the Danshui in the blink of an eye.

The spears in their hands shone with blood-red light, easily tearing through Zhao Jun's leather armor and penetrating their chests. Countless blood spurted out from their chests, forming streams on the ground and flowing into the elixir water.

The elixir water was dyed red.

The two thousand Iron Eagle warriors were like cold-blooded killers coming out of hell, frantically harvesting the lives of Zhao Jun. Wherever the blood-red war cloud shrouded it, there was a mess, and not even a complete corpse could be found.

In less than a quarter of an hour, Zhao Jun was killed and retreated steadily, completely defeated.

"Commander, let me go." Yan Ju cupped his hands and Lian Po also looked at Zhao Kuo.

The only person in Zhao State who can stop the Iron Eagle Warriors is Zhao Feiqi. Facing the Iron Eagle Warriors, other legions will only suffer a one-sided massacre.

"Are you sure you can defeat the Iron Eagle Warrior?" Zhao Kuo asked.

"I can only... barely block it." Yan Ju said hesitantly.

"The cavalry is attacking the infantry, and the number is more than twice that of the opponent. They can only barely block it?" Zhao Kuo said in shock.

This is Zhao Feiqi, the most elite cavalry in the Zhao Kingdom. If replaced by ordinary cavalry, wouldn't it be impossible to defeat even these infantry?

"The Iron Eagle Ruins are the most powerful legion among the Seven Kingdoms. The selection criteria are extremely strict. Every soldier has inner energy and must be proficient in spear skills, sword skills and other combat methods. If King Wu Ling leads Zhao Feiqi

, enough to defeat the Iron Eagle Warriors, but we can't." Lian Po explained.

Zhao Feiqi was founded by King Zhao Wuling, and only in his hands can it exert its greatest power.

Yan Ju's face was a little bitter. Even though he was the commander-in-chief of Zhao Feiqi, he could not fully unleash Zhao Feiqi's strength.

"Since we can't defeat it, don't take action for now." Zhao Kuo said.

Zhao Feiqi is Zhao Guo's trump card. He hasn't had time to put on the saddle and stirrups yet, so he can't use it so early.

"No." Yan Ju cupped his hands and said.

"Ma Ming, Wei Hu, and Xu Jie, the three of you lead your army to block the Iron Eagle Warriors. As long as you can block them for two hours, I will personally ask the king for credit." Zhao Kuo said.

These are the three most elite legions of the Zhao army. If the three most elite legions cannot stop the Iron Eagle warriors...

"No." The three men led their men and rushed towards the Iron Eagle Warrior.

"puff!"

Ma Ming slashed out with his sword, and the light of the sword, which was more than one meter long, cut through the space and knocked the three Iron Eagle warriors in front of him to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, the three Iron Eagle warriors stood up again. There was a clear knife mark on their breastplates, but the three of them were not injured. They charged towards Ma Ming waving their spears.

The Guards finally caught up, and Ma Ming joined forces with the Guards to kill the three Iron Eagle warriors with great effort.

At this time, dozens of people in Paoze around him had fallen.

"As expected of the famous Iron Eagle warrior." Ma Ming looked at the scar on his left arm with a feeling of sadness.

Ordinary soldiers among the Iron Eagle Warriors have the ability to kill him.

"Brothers, follow me and kill!"

The battlefield continued to spread to both sides, soldiers were killed every minute and every second, the ground was stained red with blood, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood.

Zhao Kuo experienced such a tragic war for the first time.

Everywhere you look, there is killing!

An indescribable feeling surged in his heart, and Zhao Kuo's body trembled slightly.

"General, you... don't worry..." Lian Po glanced at Zhao Kuo worriedly.

It doesn't matter if you don't know how to fight, but you must not be a hindrance!

As long as you stand here, even if you don't say a word, I can stop the Qin army.

But if you are scared away by the Qin army, the soldiers will definitely collapse. No matter how powerful I am, it will not help.

Zhao Kuo didn't know that Lian Po had already imagined so many scenes in his mind. He just felt that the blood in his body was boiling, and he was so excited that he wanted to rush forward with a big knife.

"Am I born to be a militant?" Zhao Kuo was a little confused.

"Ben, place my commander's flag here for all the soldiers to see. I will never take a step back until I repel the Qin army." Zhao Kuo suppressed the fighting spirit in his heart and said loudly.

"Nuo." Ben carried the handsome flag, firmly planted it on the ground, and supported it himself.

"Do you need our help?" Le Yi and Tian Dan came over.

"No need." Zhao Kuo shook his head.

If Le Yi and Tian Dan have to take action against Wang Lu, then what will they use to defeat Wang Lu?

Moreover, Le Yi and Tian Dan were his trump cards to defeat the Qin army, and they must not be used until the critical moment.

"Yan Yue Formation."

Zhao Kuo made a move with his hands, and a layer of golden light emitted from his hands, covering all Zhao troops.

A huge golden moon slowly rose from the sky above the city, crushing towards the Qin army.

In an instant, the momentum of the entire Zhao army was lifted. Both the attack power and attack speed were greatly improved. The Zhao army, which was originally focused on defense, began to counterattack.

"puff!"

The ruthless spear cut through the hard armor and pierced the chest of Qin's iron eagle warrior.

For the first time, the Iron Eagle Rui suffered large-scale casualties.

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