The Mohist rangers set out en masse, and as a giant, the six-fingered black knight condensed his inner strength into substance and marched first.
As a knight errant, he naturally has a knight's way of moving forward. I saw six fingers and a black cloak flying up and down, stepping on the Qin soldier's dismounted horse with both feet, and tapping on the Qin soldier's head, moving around like a splash of ink, free and unrestrained.
The rest of the Mohist leaders were also presentable, walking among the rebellious army, killing people, and seemed to be relaxed and content.
Soon, they approached Yang Duanhe's location.
"Let this war end here. For hundreds of years, the Qin State has repeatedly invaded other countries, killed its subjects, and plundered people's lands, but it is still not satisfied with itself. It should be noted that although the country is large, if it is warlike, it will perish."
The six-fingered black man's majestic words reached Yang Duanhe's ears along with his inner strength, and the edgeless long sword, brewing with the ink color of heaven and earth, was facing him from a distance.
"You are just a villain, claiming to be a knight. You don't understand the general situation and the ambition of our king. The Qin Dynasty will definitely win." Yang Duanhe still charged with his long sword, not caring about the approaching masters of the Mohist family.
"Hmph, the tyrant's minions. It's useless to talk more. You will die." Han Shen was the first to burst out with all his strength.
The tragic scene of Puyang's destruction is still before our eyes. At that time, it was Qin general Meng Ao who killed his master Gongsun Yu. Now this Yang Duanhe is also a slut, a lackey of the tyrant Ying Zheng.
Under the hatred of the country and the family, the power of the Dacheng Realm's sword completely exploded, locking Yang Duanhe tightly. The long sword flew out and followed him——
"One blade cuts the throat, and a hundred steps fly with the sword."
Jing Ke, who was still advancing in the chaos, exclaimed in surprise, "This is Master's unique skill, the Hundred-Step Flying Sword!"
Gongsun Yu was the commander-in-chief of Puyang and a nobleman of the Wei Kingdom. He learned from Gui Guzi and was not only proficient in the art of war, but also one of the best swordsmen in the world. Meng Ao attacked Puyang and Gongsun Yu died in the battle.
Both Han Shen and Jing Ke were his disciples, and he had a granddaughter named Gongsun Li, who was the mother of Tianming, the protagonist of the Qin Dynasty.
Jing Ke's martial arts was still immature now, and he stared at Han Shen with bright eyes as he thrust his sword straight into Yang Duan and his throat.
"The remaining stars break the moon." A cold cry suddenly sounded in the battlefield.
Jing Ke seemed to see the stars in the sky holding up a waning moon, which was so beautiful.
Han Shen's expression changed drastically. This waning moon was clearly a strange sword light!
In an instant, the two swords intersected.
"Dang miso miso~" The two swords were entangled in the air, and countless sword energy flew out.
"It is the broken moon of the net."
"Po Yue is here, then..."
Before the Mo family could react, another dry voice came from the battlefield, "The sun dies and covers the sun."
The blood-red slash hit the Mo family disciple directly. The six-fingered black knight stretched out his black eyebrows and caught the sword energy, then raised his bamboo hat and looked at the opponent, "Hide the sun."
"You, the Mo family, are really impatient with your life. It's ridiculous to be a mantis trying to make a chariot."
Well, even when faced with a Mohist giant whose strength is still superior to his own, he still has to say dirty words to cover up the sun.
As the sun spoke, many killers appeared one after another, and the number of Mohist disciples was reduced a lot.
Jing Ke stared carefully at the masked killer who appeared in front of him. The opponent's strength was not simple. With this tattered-looking sword, a sneak attack almost killed him.
He calmed down, tightened his grip on the sword, and gently highlighted a few words, "Duan Shui Sword Slave."
The other leaders also received the same treatment, Xia Fu faced off against Zhen Gang, Qin Wuyang faced off against the demons; there was also a Chaos God who helped Zhan Sun deal with the Six-fingered Black Man.
I'm afraid it's impossible to kill Yang Duanhe by force.
The six-fingered black man silently glanced at the chaotic god holding the sword of wind and thunder, and judged that his strength was still far behind, so he immediately decided to cut off one of his fingers first.
"It is said all over the world that my Mohist swordsmanship is good at defense. To deal with you and other people in the darkness, I will let you see the real Mohist swordsmanship."
He raised his black eyebrows, and his gloomy gaze under the bamboo hat went straight to the eyes exposed by the sun-shielding mask.
Zhanri curled up her arms with a sword and taunted contemptuously: "Six-fingered old man, you are just making a fuss."
The six-fingered black man withdrew his sword power and disappeared without a trace, dragging the sword and running at full speed. At the same time, he shouted: "Mozi's sword technique, eleven piercing swords."
What kind of sword move is this?
Zhanri had never heard of this sword technique before, so he raised his sword to greet him before he had time to think about it——
"Ding~呲~"
The silhouettes of the two men flashed and their swords crossed each other.
Zhanri touched himself and found that he was indeed not injured. So where did the sound of the sword piercing his flesh come from?
The famous sword in the hands of Ranshen, who just now was still staring and holding the sword on guard, fell down and inserted into the ground with a "噌~" sound, shaking slightly and letting out a low groan.
Pierce the sword?
How can it be?
He actually blocked my sword and then killed the god of chaos in an instant. Such strength...
Under the mask, cold sweat covered the sun-covered forehead.
Very good, his mind is already confused, take this opportunity!
The six-fingered sword exploded, violently moving towards the opponent, and the bladeless eyebrows were murderous.
These battles with their own special effects are still a bit far away for ordinary soldiers. Both sides of the war consciously did not disturb such a battlefield, and the overall battle situation was still the most primitive and bloody.
Wang Ben's cavalry encountered the last Wei Wu soldier in the world today, and Pucheng Gongsun Yao was watched by Li Xin and his men. This meat grinder of the camp had no external force to intervene and continued to function.
…
The battle started in the daytime and fought until the sky was dark and the earth was dark. From the bright moon and the stars were sparse, it fought until the east was white.
It is often said that the setting sun is like blood, but what the rising sun sheds today is not the glow of the sun, but the blood and tears of the sky.
In the vast wilderness, dots of sad songs sounded.
"How can I say that I have no clothes? I share the same robe with you. When the king raised an army, he repaired my sword and spear. I share the same hatred with you~"
A Qin soldier with a broken leg dragged an arm of the brother next to him to stand up, grinning with bloody teeth, and survived the disaster!
"How can I say that I have no clothes? I am in the same boat with you. The king raised his army and repaired my spear and halberd. I will work with you~"
The singing gradually increased, and the survivors began to gather. They leaned on each other, and in a flash of color on the horizon, they erected the flag of Qin with red letters on a black background.
Yang Duanhe held a sword and raised him above his head. His hoarse voice could no longer make a sound, "Great Qin Dynasty for ten thousand years~"
The Qin soldiers looked at the general's position. In addition to Yang Duanhe, there was also a beheaded general standing majestically. The head was severed, but the flagpole with the word "Wei" in his hand was still standing.
"Wrapped in horse leather, the general can leave easily."
Yang Duanhe used all his strength to cut off the flagpole with one sword and brought Lian Po's body to the ground.
"Win? Win!"
"We survived!"
"We are victorious!"
"The Great Qin Dynasty for Ten Thousand Years~"
"Great Qin Dynasty for ten thousand years!"
In the blood prison on earth, the popularity is gradually boiling.
Lian Po's men and horses were wiped out, and the last 20,000 Wei soldiers from the Dianqing Department were killed by Wang Ben's cavalry. The last 120,000 elite troops of Wei were wiped out, with no surrender and no survivors.
Yang Duan and his 100,000 troops lost seven out of ten, and Wang Ben's fifty thousand cavalry lost three out of five. It can be said to be a tragic victory.
The Mo family had the Suzaku mechanism, which they could not disobey. Although they finally evacuated in time, all fifteen White Tigers were damaged, all the disciples who participated in the battle died, and only a few leaders survived.
Wei Zhuang rushed to the rear of the Qin army, and Ge Nie was responsible for intercepting it. At the end of the battle, the Han army had collapsed, so Wei Zhuang simply gave up the large army and fought through it alone.
Gai Nie did not stop him, and quickly eliminated the Korean army and captured Ji Yihu; he then ran to fight the Six-Fingered Black Man, and did not let such a great master show his will.
By the way, Luo Wang's Hidden Sun was also killed on the spot by the Six Fingered Black Man during this battle.