Chapter 483 That person's name is a form of belief in itself!
"Don't worry, Jingyesi has already blocked all roads to the west of Yanzhi Mountain before this battle. Even if there are enemies who escape, there will only be one end, and that is to be killed by our army and become a military leader.
A sum of money."
The spear in Ying Gao's hand had long since disappeared, replaced by a long bronze sword. The bronze sword was bloodthirsty. At this moment, Master Sima could also feel the anger on Ying Gao's body.
He knew in his heart that Ying Gao was really angry this time towards these people from the royal family branch with the surname Ying.
After all, it was he who gave them the possibility to make contributions instead of just living at home and waiting to die. As a result, these people were too greedy, and they were really incompetent.
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"General Ying, what are these women and children going to do?"
At this time, the Fanhe tribe had already become a sea of fire. Ying Gao looked at the sea of fire, listening to the shouts of death and howling, and a glimmer of hope appeared deep in his eyes.
"I am going to build a city here, call it Fanhe City, and send my master to educate them and teach them Confucian classics and the culture of the Qin Dynasty!"
Speaking of this, Ying Gao pointed at the young child who was lower than the Qin sword in his hand, and said in an indifferent tone: "One day they will become the most loyal warriors of the Great Qin, opening up and expanding the territory of the Great Qin!"
Hearing this, Master Sima's face changed slightly, and he had a deeper understanding of Ying Gao's ruthlessness and terror.
This is a demon!
There is nothing more vicious than turning the enemy's descendants into your most loyal warriors.
In the depths of Ying Gao's eyes, a touch of tenderness flashed across his face. He didn't like killing people, and he didn't like this madness of extermination, but he had to bear all this for the sake of Da Qin.
Just like that day, with 400,000 surrendered soldiers in hand, Lord Wu'an Bai Qi faced an empty edict from the King of Qin and chose to kill and surrender.
As the best general in the world, doesn't Bai Qi know that he will be killed and surrendered without knowing it?
No!
he knows!
He even knew it better than anyone else, but for the sake of Qin, he did not hesitate.
Thoughts passing through his mind, Ying Gao turned to Master Sima and said, "Leave them here and then we leave? Go see Ying Hetu? At this time, Wang Hu is almost here!"
"promise."
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At this time? Ying Hetu looked ugly.
The youth of Twenty Thousand Fans and the tribe appeared in front of him silently, and the intelligence system that he had always been proud of suddenly malfunctioned.
At this moment, a young figure appeared in his mind.
"kill!"
Meeting on a narrow road? Ying Hetu knew it well? They had no choice but to hope that Ying Gao was leading his army at this time and they could support them until reinforcements arrived.
The scimitar pointed horizontally, and Fan Sheng roared. In his opinion, anyone who plots against Fan and the tribe is their destination. Only by killing them can they feel at ease.
"My sons, kill all the royal family named Ying!"
"kill!"
The roar of 20,000 elites? The sound shook the whole country.
At this time, a hint of fear appeared in Ying Hetu's eyes. He suddenly realized that compared to this elite army, the Royal Guards were just a bunch of rabble.
Even though they have the most sophisticated weapons and equipment in the world, they lack the confidence to win and conquer.
"puff!"
War with cold weapons? It is always too cruel. This is a long song of blood and life intertwined.
The lights of swords, the roars and cries, have long been intertwined. This is war.
War is destined to kill people, many people.
With a spear, a member of the Fanhe tribe was killed. Ying Hetu shouted loudly and said: "Brothers, General Ying is coming, kill——!"
Ying Hetu knew that at this time, the only way to improve the morale of the army and still keep the army fighting was to rely on Ying Gao's reputation. After all, General Ying was invincible and in the hearts of all soldiers, the appearance of General Ying meant victory.
"Jiujiu, Lao Qin, fight against the national calamity together——!"
Seeing this scene, Ying Huang raised the bronze sword in his hand and shouted to the sky: "Brothers, kill all these bastards in front of you, kill--!"
At this moment, the bayonet turned red.
Between the two sides, only by killing each other can they leave here alive.
"We will fight until the blood is shed dry!"
At this moment, all the heroes surnamed Ying roared. Although they did not have much achievements, they had the glory that their ancestors had achieved, as if they were awakening in their blood at this moment.
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"General Ying, do you want to take action?"
A murderous intention flashed across Wang Hu's eyes. This murderous intention was not only for Fanhe tribe, but also for Ying Hetu and others. For him, anyone who was an enemy of Ying Gao would be killed by him.
man of.
"Save people and leave all the young people of the Fanhe tribe here. This Yanzhi Mountain is too desolate and needs human blood and bones as fertilizer so that fat grass can grow in the coming year!"
Looking at Yanzhi Mountain, a flash of memory flashed through Ying Gao's eyes. He had been here before, but in that lifetime, he had been here with a group of people.
The look of reminiscence in his eyes gradually disappeared, and Ying Gao spoke quietly, but just enough for Wang Hu to hear: "Put up the flag!"
"promise."
After nodding in agreement, Wang Hu shouted loudly: "The general has an order: the python swallows the dragon flag, kill——!"
"kill!"
At this moment, the morale of the army changed dramatically, and murderous intent rose into the sky.
From their bodies, the evil aura of a hundred battles was released. Seeing this scene, a touch of surprise appeared in Ying Gao's eyes. He had to admit that Wang Hu was a good soldier.
"rumble......"
The army was dispatched, the cavalry was running rampant, the ground was shaking, and under the terrifying resonance, the traces of the cavalry could be detected from a long distance away.
At this moment, noticing that the shaking on the ground was intensifying, Ying Hetu swung the spear in his hand and once again took away a life, and his hoarse voice resounded throughout the battlefield.
"Brothers, the winner is here, kill——!"
"kill!"
At this moment, the soldiers seemed to be revitalized in their hearts. The energy that had been exhausted returned to their bodies at this moment, and the hands holding the swords worked harder.
A light appeared in the depths of his already disappointed eyes, which was the light of hope.
Ying Hetu and others were aware of it, and as Ma Erlang, Fan Sheng and others had naturally noticed it a long time ago, but they had no choice at the moment.
The cavalry came from behind, and they could only escape far away by killing the place in front of them.
"puff!"
After beheading a Qin soldier, Fan Sheng raised the scimitar in his hand and shouted loudly: "My sons, kill them, the Sirius God will protect you, kill them!"
"kill!"
This is a battle between life and death.
Both the Imperial Guard and the Fanhe army had exerted all their strength, and due to the small number of Imperial Guards, they had begun to retreat steadily at this moment.
If it weren't for the support of Ying Gao's name, I'm afraid he would have been defeated by Fan He's army!