Chapter 179: Strings of Burning Heaven and Rainstorm
Invincible?
Invincible?
Indestructible?
There are no words that can describe the momentum of the Snow Dance Legion when they charge.
Fire exploded on the mountainside, and dense bullets poured out like a torrential rain. Everyone in the Three Kingdoms Allied Forces, whether they were in the Fire Realm or the Thunder Realm, took action without reservation.
The attacks all over the sky turned into extremely confusing light and shadow.
The number of three thousand people continued to decrease, but the charging speed became faster and faster, like wildfire invading the front line, like a mad tide rushing wildly in the deep sea.
Attack like fire.
Like thunder.
Break the sky.
This doesn't look like an army at all.
Like a knife, a sword, and murderous intent.
pure.
Integral.
When Li Zonghu, who had been charging at the front among the three thousand people, stepped onto the top of the mountain, with the scarlet star flag flying in his hands, the Allied Forces of the Three Kingdoms standing in front of the phalanx began to retreat almost instinctively.
Thirty thousand versus three thousand.
But the whole situation was completely reversed in an instant.
The situation at the top of the mountain cannot be described as rout.
The most vivid description would be collapse.
The most complete collapse.
The densely packed coalition forces that stretched beyond sight began to loosen the moment they came into contact with the Snow Dance Legion.
The sound of artillery and firearms seemed to freeze for a moment.
Boundless thunder and fire shot out from every corner of the battlefield, covering the entire battlefield. After the ice condensed, it exploded in all directions.
The setting sun is like blood.
Rivers of blood flowed.
A large wave of crimson and dazzling blood suddenly rose on the mountaintop at the junction of Ojia Kingdom and Wulanguo. Corpses, stumps, heads, and broken weapons were condensed together. It was like a scene like Shura hell, with the sunset gradually setting.
Under the sky, lightning seemed to shine forever, and ice and flames flew simultaneously in the surging storm, bringing blood and death, turning into a cold and fanatical war scene.
Less than five minutes.
The 30,000-strong coalition army was torn apart from the front by the Snow Dance Legion.
Like a pack of wolves, like a devil.
But in the final analysis, this is a legion, the most elite combat corps whose mission is to kill and fight.
The frontline of three thousand people gathered together was like a huge meat grinder. The meat grinder moved forward slowly, harvesting the lives of the coalition forces like harvesting crops.
ten minutes.
The coalition forces were completely defeated.
The last afterglow of the sun shone on the hillside, and the entire mountaintop had completely turned into blood. In everyone's sight, the scarlet star flag of Central Continent was still fluttering, unusually frivolous.
...
In the sight that had begun to shake, the faces of the soldiers from the three Eastern European countries were distorted.
Some people threw away their firearms and ran away wildly.
Some people turned pale and cried in pain.
Some people subconsciously knelt down and raised their hands.
There were also people who seemed to have lost their minds and fired like crazy, and finally pounced directly on them.
His body swayed slightly, the initial pain had passed and gradually became numb.
The fire in his hands could no longer be condensed.
The chest, abdomen, shoulders, and more than ten bullets embedded in the body are getting colder and colder.
Body temperature passes.
When he was dying, he reached out and held the epaulette on his shoulder.
He tremblingly took off the epaulette that represented the rank of colonel in Zhongzhou and handed it to his most trusted subordinate.
The boundless darkness in front of me seemed to be gradually eroding, and the countless voices in my ears began to become chaotic.
"Captain!"
"Captain!"
"Old Zhang!"
"Don't go there."
"Observe battlefield discipline."
"To the leader!"
Countless chaotic sounds seemed to ring in his ears, and then gradually faded away, getting further and further away from him.
The Frontier Corps has the strictest battlefield discipline and battlefield rules.
The entire legion is organized into military units.
The five armies are divided into divisions.
The division is divided into regiment headquarters.
In this way, it can be pushed down layer by layer until it is specific to the class-level units.
On the battlefield, regardless of any combat organization, when one's immediate superior is killed in battle, the body is not allowed to be collected. Only the shoulder insignia and average line of the deceased are allowed to be carried. After an officer dies, all subordinates must be assigned to the organization of the same level combat organization as soon as possible.
The battle continues.
There can be no hesitation or hesitation.
This is the battlefield of the Border Guards Corps, this is the war of the Border Guards Corps.
The Frontier Corps has only two words on the battlefield.
fighting.
Or sacrifice.
The living will continue to fight.
The sacrificed people will spread their flesh and blood on the battlefield, and only the epaulettes will eventually return to the country.
The epaulette leaves the palm of my hand.
The colonel's vision became completely blurred.
When darkness surrounded him, he thought of the golden epaulettes he had just worn on his shoulders, of his wife and daughter at home, and of Middle-earth. The darkness was getting darker and darker, but everything on the battlefield suddenly became clear.
The colonel suddenly laughed.
An extremely strong fire suddenly burned on his body.
He closed his eyes, and his body was completely tense. In the extremely horrified sight of the Three Kingdoms Allied Forces, his body flew over like a cannonball.
The power turned into a raging flame.
Then comes the most brutal coverage.
There was no sound of explosion, but a fire with the afterglow of life suddenly exploded, swallowing up everything in countless desperate screams.
The border guards were still moving forward, and no one even glanced at them.
From beginning to end, they had only one order.
rush!
The star flag in front is still flying.
The former Border Guards Legion Thunder Army, and now the Snow Dance Legion Thunder Division, their world has no borders, no country, only the Star Flag.
Wherever the Star Flag is flying, if there are no soldiers of the Thunder Army, there will inevitably be corpses of the Thunder Army.
The strongest elite legions in Central Continent fell one after another.
And the Three Kingdoms Allied Forces began to fall in pieces.
Thirty thousand people seemed to surround three thousand people.
But the whole scene looked like 30,000 people were completely crushed by 3,000 people. The entire battlefield became fragmented as the Xuewu Legion charged. At the center of the military formation, as the Xuewu Legion advanced, that
The torn military formation became more and more scattered.
At the forefront of the Snow Dance Legion, the flying star flag is about to completely break through the blockade of 30,000 coalition troops.
For the coalition forces, this was an absolutely disgraceful defeat.
But seeing the Snow Dance Legion rushing over, everyone felt relieved.
In front of the real military spirit, everyone seemed to realize a fact.
Dignity is far less important than living.
The Snow Dance Legion is about to break out of the coalition blockade.
Suddenly, the star flag at the front suddenly stopped.
turn around.
In an instant, the star flag, which was getting farther and farther away, began to get closer and closer.
Li Zonghu never completely rushed out of the military formation, but when he was approaching the rear of the military formation, he turned around and changed direction without hesitation and rushed back again.
The morale of the entire Xuewu Legion rose to the limit in an instant.
charge.
Countercharge!
The military formation that had become extremely scattered was instantly penetrated again.
The three coalition forces in Eastern Europe began to flee in panic.
The first batch of deserters began to appear on the battlefield.
There are more and more deserters.
It's almost time for the situation to be over.
At the very back of the coalition military formation, in the command post that Li Zonghu had never touched, a dazzling light of lightning suddenly covered it a hundred meters away.
The master of Ulan Kingdom who had been hiding in the military formation finally took action.
They were originally the force that determined the overall situation. The top leaders of the three countries hoped to use ordinary troops to consume the strength of the Snow Dance Legion, and ultimately let the masters determine the victory.
But now that the Xue Wu Legion's strength has not been consumed too much, the masters stationed at the border can't sit still at all.
A hundred meters away, dazzling and condensed lightning spread rapidly in the air, reaching straight for the star flag at the forefront of the Snow Dance Legion.
The one who took action was an experienced military lieutenant general. As a master who was infinitely close to the half-step invincibility realm, he could be sure that Li Zonghu was not his opponent. Now, the full-strength strike he had been preparing for a long time was almost as good as an ordinary one.
Half a step into the invincible state, this one blow would definitely be a huge setback for the Xuewu Legion if it only killed Li Zonghu.
The lightning spread like a dragon.
Lieutenant General Wu Languo's figure rushed into the sky and came with lightning and lightning.
His fists clenched slightly.
A huge force almost no less than a half-step invincible full-strength blow was surging, and it was about to completely cover Li Zonghu.
The world suddenly became extremely quiet for a moment.
The chaotic noise on the battlefield seemed to fade away suddenly.
The last rays of the setting sun remain stubbornly in the sky.
But in an instant, the entire sky seemed to become extremely dark.
The dark sky was glowing slightly, and the crackling sounds suppressed the fighting on the battlefield.
The air gradually became chaotic under the dark sky.
Hundreds of meters away.
Under a pitch-black sky, General Yi of the Nine Heavens of Central Continent drew the large and somewhat exaggerated bow in his hand.
Bend your bow like the full moon!
The bowstring was stretched to its limit in an instant.
A flash of thunder appeared in Yi's hand.
Thunder gathers into arrows.
Lieutenant General Wu Languo, who was approaching the half-step invincibility level, was less than twenty meters away from Li Zonghu.
But under the pitch-black sky, these twenty meters looked like twenty miles.
"Kiel, run! Run away!"
A hoarse voice suddenly sounded from behind the lieutenant general.
An extremely concentrated killing intent instantly locked the lieutenant general completely.
The lieutenant general subconsciously raised his head and glanced at the sky.
The sky changed slightly for a moment, and there was a touch of strange blue in the darkness.
The lieutenant general's pupils suddenly shrank.
This is not nightfall.
The darkness that enveloped the sky was filled with extremely dense thunder.
The absolute blue continued to gather, and finally turned into a dead black.
The lieutenant general turned around reluctantly.
"Whoosh!"
The sound of bows and arrows flying from their strings suddenly passed through the entire battlefield.
A faint blue arrow had almost arrived in front of the lieutenant general the moment the sound was heard.
The dark blue arrow passed all the way, the dark sky completely collapsed, and thunder fell like a heavy rain, destroying everything.
This arrow was shot by Lieutenant General Ulan.
But with one arrow passing by, all the Ulan country's coalition forces were instantly turned into powder.
There is no time to hide.
The faint blue arrow is like a blue light.
The lieutenant general's body had just moved for a moment, and the arrow had already shot directly into his chest.
"boom!"
It was as if a bomb had exploded on the battlefield.
The blue arrow passed through the bow hundreds of meters away. One arrow shattered all the defenses of the Lieutenant General and shot him to pieces in the air. The huge force consumed his body and wreaked havoc around him.
Wherever the blue light passed, no matter whether they were masters or soldiers, they were all shattered.
The entire battlefield became extremely silent for an instant.
The Allied Forces of the Three Kingdoms were slaughtered by the Snow Dance Legion.
None of the masters hiding behind dared to take action.
That simply earth-shattering arrow represented so many things.
Everyone thought of a legendary admiral from Middle-earth.
There seems to be only one master of bow-wielding in Central Continent.
Suzaku, one of the four spirits.
Jiutian General Yi, and the weapon in his hand that is like a nightmare to the enemy...
"Is this the Rainstorm String?"
Lin Youxian looked at the huge bow and arrow in Yi's hand with fiery eyes.
The String of Rainstorm, one of the legendary Four Spirit Armors, is named after the Qinglong Armor of Zhongzhou Qinglong Gongsun - Trance Night.
Added to the trance-like night is the world's top optical camouflage capabilities.
The biggest feature of this Rainstorm String is its deformation and energy aggregation.
To a certain extent, this bow already has the prototype of a thermal weapon.
Yi didn't speak. His palm relaxed slightly for a moment, and the huge bow and arrow in his hand began to twist, and finally wrapped around his arm, spreading all the way, turning into a piece of personal care with changing colors, clinging tightly to his body.
"It's your turn."
After Yi shot the arrow, he looked at Lin Youxian and said in a calm tone: "Xuanwu will follow you with two groups of terracotta warriors and horses."
Yi stretched out his hand and pointed forward.
On the hillside, the Snow Dancer Legion was still charging and killing.
Yi was referring to another direction that, although chaotic, could not be affected by the Snow Dance Legion for the time being.
"I choose there."
Lin Youxian shook his head and pointed to the left side of the Three Kingdoms Allied Forces: "Give the middle to the Xuewu Legion, the right to the Terracotta Warriors and Horses, and the left to me."
"yourself?"
Yi and Li Chuansheng frowned at the same time.
"enough."
Lin Youxian smiled.
The soft sword was straightened in his hand.
He slowly moved forward, and his own aura began to gradually change.
His injuries from the battle with Gu Xingyun have not yet healed.
But he had broken through from the stable stage of the Thunder Realm to the peak of the Thunder Realm, and his injuries had been completely suppressed.
A sword in hand.
Lin Youxian thought of the martial arts that Li Tianlan told him at the beginning.
In that kind of martial arts, there are no choices, no so-called paths, no light or darkness, no reality or illusion.
Martial arts is martial arts.
His martial art is the sword.
That is the way of the sword.
The simplest martial arts and the simplest swordsmanship are also the most difficult.
Invincible martial arts, invincible sword.
This kind of martial arts requires no path, and therefore no choice.
That's why Lin Youxian was completely determined when he made the breakthrough.
He doesn't need to choose anything.
He has his own way of swordsmanship, so he still chooses Sword Twenty-Four.
Lin's leisurely figure walked to the foot of the mountain.
Countless coalition forces appeared in his sight.
Lin Youxian narrowed his eyes and relaxed all over.
Crazy sword intent suddenly spread around him.
The straightened soft sword swept across the grass.
The sword intent gradually turned into a storm.
His choice of sword twenty-four.
One day it will become his own Sword Twenty-Four.
Lin Youxian clenched the hilt of the sword, and his whole body suddenly spun.
A violent storm suddenly arose at the foot of the mountain.
Eight of Swords: Burning Heaven.
Lin Youxian's body spun crazily, and he rushed directly to the top of the mountain with the rotating sword light from the foot of the mountain.
The storm turned into a hurricane, bringing with it a huge roar that resounded throughout the battlefield from above to below.
Lin Youxian's figure has disappeared.
The sword intention has disappeared.
There was only a crazy storm that was almost completely out of control on the entire battlefield.
The storm passed all the way.
Boulders and grass rushed high into the sky.
The entire mountain trembled violently under the storm. The mountain was completely torn apart by the storm, began to collapse, and was eventually swept into the storm.
The whole mountain seemed to fly completely under this sword.
This is just a sword.
But it is like an eternal sword.
The storm formed by the sword light tore through the mountain peaks and rushed into the crowd as the earth shook and the mountains shook.
Bloody storm!
Just as predicted before.
The charge of the Snow Dance Legion.
Yi's arrow.
His sword.
This battle is enough.
August 7, Ulan Kingdom.
4:50 p.m.
The 30,000 allied troops of Ulan, Oga, and Rus encountered 3,000 Snow Dancers at the border of Ulan.
5:25 p.m.
The 30,000 coalition troops completely lost their combat effectiveness and were completely defeated.
In half an hour, three thousand Xuewu troops entered and exited three times in the phalanx of 30,000 coalition troops, completely dispersing the last vestige of combat effectiveness of the coalition forces.
5:40 p.m.
The elite of the Snow Dance Legion officially entered the Ulan Kingdom and went straight to Leji City.
And this time.
Twelve hours have passed since Li Tianlan caused great changes in Leji City.
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Yesterday I stopped updating, and I sent out a notice of leave. Regarding my work, sure enough, many people couldn't see it where I posted it... I changed my computer, and I was too late to fix it yesterday, so I didn't write. The input method is gone.
, I guess there will be a lot of typos recently... and it's the end of the year... I have a lot of things to do, so I'll ask for leave... I'll try to ask for as little leave as possible. I'll be fine after the New Year...