The war clouds above the Zhao army suddenly condensed into the shape of a sword, and then stabbed fiercely towards the He Zong army. Yan Zhou rushed at the front, swept his spear, and stabbed towards the He Zongjun.
"Die, General Zhao!" He Zongjun stared at Yan Zhou with a fierce look, swept the spear aside with a strong wave, and smashed the mace in his hand towards Yan Zhou.
Yan Zhou quickly blocked the spear in front of him, only to hear a "boom!" and Yan Zhou backed away.
"This guy has so much strength!" Yan Zhou took six or seven steps back before releasing his strength. His arms were a little numb and he glanced at He Zongjun fearfully. He only had this kind of strength in Zhu Hai and Yan Xiong.
I have seen it in person, even Ben is not as good as him.
Although the three of them are all claimed to have innate divine power, it is obvious that there is a big gap between them.
"Charge! Kill!"
At this time, shouts of killing came from both sides of He Zongshi. Lejian and Le Tao were on the left and right, like sharp daggers, piercing He Zongshi's body fiercely, and the wounds were rapidly expanding.
He Zongjun was shocked and quickly sent his men to rescue on both sides.
Yanzhou seized the opportunity and launched a charge against the He Zong clan. The He Zong clan, which was still resisting tenaciously, was instantly at a disadvantage. Except for He Zongjun's headquarters, which could barely resist, the armies on both sides encountered the Zhao army, and they were like white snow.
I encountered the red-hot soldering iron and kept retreating.
Most of the soldiers of Hezong did not even have complete weapons, either holding bone clubs or wooden clubs, and their arrowheads were also made of bone. They could not even shoot through Zhao Jun's armor. They were wearing animal skin clothes, and a few of them were bare-chested.
Only the more than a thousand people in He Zongjun's headquarters were armed with bronze weapons and wore leather armor.
"This group of He Zong clan is not even as good as the Donghu people!" Le Jian said loudly, rushing to the front, with the long knife flying in his hand. Wherever he passed, the He Zong clan fell down like wheat. After a while, he was beaten.
All sorts of things.
Even with the blessing of He Zongjun's talent, he could not turn the situation around in the face of absolute strength.
"Not even as good as Dong Hu? Why don't you come and try to beat Mr. He Zong?" Yan Zhou cursed, and at the same time kept dodging Mr. He Zong's mace. This guy's strength is so terrifying that his arm will be numb for a long time if he touches it. Yan Zhou
Zhou didn't dare to confront him head-on, so he could only rely on his personal guards to resist.
"General, wait a moment. I'll clean up the others first. When there is only Mr. He Zong left, no matter how powerful he is, he can't jump." Le Jian and Yan Zhou are good at defense and Yi Yi is good at offense. They have a good relationship. Since Yan Zhou still has
With his mind teasing, Le Jian stopped worrying and decided to defeat He Zong's army first.
Seeing the rapid defeat of his subordinates, He Zongjun was very anxious. He pointed his mace at Yan Zhou and said loudly, "General Zhao, do you dare to fight alone?"
"What era are you in? Are you still fighting in a duel? Are you living in ancient times? I have a mental problem and that's why I'm challenging you in a duel." Yan Zhou cursed.
"Yeah, yeah!" He Zongjun's face turned red with anger, and he rushed towards Yan Zhou regardless.
"Rong Di is Rong Di, and he still imitates others in a duel." Yan Zhou sneered, and at the same time, he retreated without leaving a trace, letting Lord He Zong break away from his clan members.
"Cum for me!" Yan Zhou shouted sternly when he saw that the distance was almost close.
"Whoosh whoosh!"
At such a close distance, there was no need to aim, all the crossbow arrows were fired towards Mr. He Zong.
"Ah!" He Zongjun was furious, and his momentum continued to surge, spinning around his body, forming a tornado in the opposite direction, deflecting all the crossbow arrows directed at him, and sweeping the mace, like Mount Tai falling from the sky, knocking ten
Several Zhao soldiers were smashed into pulp.
"Poof!" Yan Zhou flew backwards, spurting a mouthful of blood from his mouth, his face turned pale, and he said in disbelief, "This guy's power... is too terrifying!"
"Unlike the Central Plains, Rong and Di are still reasonable. Whoever has the bigger fist in Rong and Di is the last word. No matter how much we talk, it is better to have a fight. After the fight, we can talk about other things. Therefore, the monarch is generally the one with the strongest force, or the most powerful person.
One of the strong ones." Le Yi came over from behind and said with a smile.
China relied on large armies to conquer the barbarians, not single combat. In terms of personal force, everyone had two shoulders to fight against one head, and there was no qualitative difference.
Behind Le Yi is the 10,000 Shesheng Battalion, which is also Le Yi's direct legion. Although it has been established for a short time and has not been fully integrated, after all, it is 10,000 people selected from the entire Zhao Kingdom. Each of them has experienced
After hundreds of battles, his strength is not inferior to that of super elites.
He Zongjun looked at Le Yi and intuitively told him that this person was the coach of this Zhao army.
"Are you dueling?" He Zongjun pointed at Le Yi and said.
Le Yi was stunned for a moment, then said with a smile, "I'm too old to fight alone."
He Zongjun was stunned and didn't know how to answer. In Rongdi, few people would refuse to challenge one on one. Even if they knew they couldn't beat him, they would still choose to challenge him.
As a result, when I met two Zhao people, neither of them challenged them to one another.
"Get ready!" Le Yi raised his right hand. At the same time, all the soldiers in the Shesheng Battalion behind him subconsciously raised their crossbows, and a layer of blue-silver light covered the arrowheads.
"Accurate!" Yan Zhou applied his talents to the sound camp.
"Mom, you lied to me." He Zongjun cursed.
Le Yi looked calm and slowly uttered one word.
"shoot!"
Following Le Yi's order, countless crossbow arrows flew out, drawing beautiful arcs in the sky and hitting the He Zong army like raindrops.
"Puff puff!"
A series of armor-piercing sounds sounded. With the blessing of Yan Zhou's talent, all the crossbow arrows accurately pierced into He Zong's chest, head, arms...
Among the mountains, corpses were scattered everywhere, blood flowed into rivers, and a strong smell of blood quickly spread.
Everyone was stunned, including the Shesheng camp. This was their first time taking out the crossbow. No one expected such a result.
Yan Zhou's eyes widened and he looked at the scene in front of him in horror. Just after a hail of arrows, at least one-tenth of the He Zong clan's army fell, and many people were injured.
In other words, the Shesheng Battalion only needed ten rounds of arrow rain to wipe out the seemingly massive He Zong clan's legion.
This is because Yanzhou's talent can only target the He Zong army, but cannot target everyone, otherwise...
"What is the talent of the Shooting Camp?" Yan Zhou swallowed, his voice a little hoarse.
"Penetrate and not be locked." Le Yi did not hide it from Yan Zhou.
"Not locked?" Yan Zhou was a little confused. Penetration is easy to understand. Almost all crossbow legions have this talent. This talent can greatly increase the lethality of crossbows.
But not locked?
"To prevent being targeted by the enemy, the crossbow corps has poor melee combat capabilities. Once targeted by the enemy, it is easy to suffer heavy losses, so I trained this talent." Le Yi said.
"Are there any Legion talents that are locked?" Yan Zhou asked curiously.
"Yes, one of the talents of Qi's martial arts warriors is locking." Le Yi said. He trained this talent back then specifically to deal with Qi's martial arts warriors. Later, he felt that it was indeed of some use, so he shot it again.
The camp made one. "But now the martial arts warriors are useless and their talents are not complete."
"That's it." Yanzhou nodded. When he attacked Qi, the martial arts warriors were already useless, and he didn't meet any martial arts warriors.