"What a good thing." He easily decapitated the Zahu owl with one knife, casually passed the gun barrel that was stabbing him in the direction of the force, and stabbed another enemy to death. A soldier stroked his leather armor with a hint of anger on his face.
Greedy, and then shook his head helplessly.
Soldiers wearing leather armor and small shields were carrying swords and randomly shuttled among the miscellaneous men. Relying on experience and instinct, they casually joined forces with comrades who might appear at any time to kill the enemies in front of them.
That kind of relaxation and freehandness broke through several layers of frontal defenses in a short period of time. This scene simply stunned Xu Shu, and Wei Yan and Guan Ping even rubbed their eyes unconsciously.
"How is this possible?" Xu Shu looked at the direction Zang Ba was heading in disbelief. He could feel the momentum of the group of soldiers behind Zang Ba. There were about two to three hundred people in that group who had already refined their Qi into Gang. Several of them
Even like Zang Ba.
Only in this way can the quality of an individual soldier cause such a terrible situation. Although the remaining three thousand soldiers are still just ordinary soldiers with condensed internal energy, the experience of their every move simply gave Xu Shu chills.
That kind of wandering on the battlefield, blocking and dodging attacks at will, that kind of fighting method using strength, only those veterans who have survived hundreds of battles can do it, and veterans who have survived hundreds of battles, there is probably no such thing in this era.
Already.
"If I had had this weapon back then, I wouldn't have been so aggrieved." He casually cut off the spear of a miscellaneous cavalryman with his sword, and a soldier shook his head and said.
"Stop talking, we don't have much time." Another soldier passed by and killed a soldier, and said coldly after hearing this.
Zang Ba wielded his sword and killed an enemy general first. He didn't know why his eyes were so sour at this moment.
"Come with me and fight out!" Zang Ba ignored the shocked Wei Yan and Guan Ping, and shouted after killing several people.
Hu Yanchu, Qiu Linbei and others who were in the rear all had numb faces. Because they stood high and could see far, they could see the overall situation, so they could clearly feel the breakthrough speed of Zang Ba's army.
"Military soul..." Hu Yanchu said silently, and only in this way can he achieve such an almost heaven-defying combat power.
"This is the only way to explain it..." Qu Fu said silently. Only the military spirit could explain this incomparably powerful feeling.
"It's not a military spirit, it's another more terrifying existence, but it's dying." At this time, Lan, who had been following Hu Yanchu, said. He was considered a sacrifice to the Huns, so he knew relatively more.
"The manifestation of national beliefs?" Hu Yanchu suddenly asked.
"I'm afraid so." Lan was silent for a moment and nodded. The Huns once had such terrible things. When the Xiongnu Empire collapsed, all the beliefs of the Northern Huns were forged. However, when the Northern Huns escaped from death,
After the tribulation, he disappeared.
"Is it dying?" Hu Yanchu looked in the direction of Zang Ba and asked.
"Yes, it is dying." Lan nodded and said, "It won't last long, at most two cups of tea."
"Order them, forget it, that's it, kill them and we'll chase after them." Hu Yanchu was prepared to do whatever it took, but after thinking about it, he gave up and fought against the dying myth.
Not to mention the feelings of Xiongnu, Wei Yan and others, Zang Ba himself was shocked by this kind of power, but no matter how powerful he was, after being limited in seconds, it was just a flash in the pan.
"We can't last long. Helping you rush to that position is already the limit. After all, we are just beliefs, and the foundation has disappeared. Even if we cover the consciousness of your soldiers and show our full strength, we can't support it for long.
"A soldier helped Zang Ba kill a Baiqi man next to him, then shook his head and said to Zang Ba.
"Thank you." Zang Ba said to the other party in silence. He didn't know the other party, but he knew very well who these people were.
"It's nothing, at least everything we once wanted is now being realized, and everything we once dared not imagine is also being realized in your hands." The other party said casually, "By the way, I can take another look at you and I am very satisfied!"
"Do you mind if I lied to you?" Zang Ba asked in a low voice while killing Hu Qi in front of him.
"What's there to mind? We're all dead. The dead don't mind. For the living, you're dead too. There are four solar terms and three animals. They recognize you more than they recognize us. Daqushuai, Thirty
The successor of the Six Directions Yellow Turbans, the successor of General Tiangong, you are more Yellow Turbans than us!" Another soldier on the side said casually.
"So, you don't have to think too much. There are so many Yellow Turbans in the world, but you are the only one who has inherited the legacy of the Yellow Turbans. Isn't it because they recognize you more?" Another soldier said to Zang Ba.
Zang Ba was silent. This was what he suddenly realized a few years ago when he suddenly discovered that the Yellow Turbans had placed their faith in him. The Yellow Turbans recognized Daqushuai's identity more and more deeply as their lives got better and better.
, but the identity of the Yellow Turban is constantly fading.
The Yellow Turbans from the lowest level, Chen Xi helped them achieve everything they wanted after Daqushuai committed suicide and when they gave up their Yellow Turban identities and integrated into Qingxu Taishan.
"Hey, if you still have the power to speak, you should kill the enemy quickly. The Yellow Turbans have disappeared into history. The collective belief of the Yellow Turbans would not have been preserved for so long if Daqushuai was not truly alive." Another soldier pointed at Zang.
Ba said coldly.
Everyone looked solemn, and immediately rushed forward. It was true that they could not consume any more. With the disappearance of the Yellow Turbans, the collective belief of the Yellow Turbans could no longer be replenished. On the contrary, because the dreams they once had were gradually realized, the collective belief of the Yellow Turbans
Faith has become weaker and weaker.
Seeing that all the Yellow Turbans were not saying anything, Zang Ba couldn't help but sigh. Ever since he took over the Yellow Turbans' belief, he has been uneasy. He, Zang Ba, is not a Yellow Turban. He, Zang Ba, has deceived all the Yellow Turbans, but he is everywhere.
The seasons were sacrificed by animals, and even the collective belief of the Yellow Turbans fell into his hands.
Perhaps Zang Ba didn't understand what this belief was at first, but as he continued to learn more about it, Zang Ba gradually understood the essence of this belief. The power of this belief far surpassed the military soul in essence.
This belief inherited by Zang Ba is the collective belief and desire of the Yellow Turban group. It represents the belief of 90% of the people in the Central Plains during the Yellow Turban rebellion. If the military soul can be said to be the highly unified spirit of a small group,
Belief, then this belief is the thought of the entire Yellow Turban collective, and even the bottom people of the Central Plains in that era.
Although it is not highly unified, the huge number of civilians is enough to create a body of faith that far exceeds the military soul, and it is also from here that Zang Ba glimpses another thing - the imperial military soul.
