Chapter 103 The big team battle at the foot of Yulu Mountain
The flash of swords, the flames flying across the sky, the ear-splitting killing screams, and the wails echoed throughout the entire Yulu Mountain like ghost cries.
The spears in the hands of the soldiers of the two armies were bathed in blood, and their figures kept falling into a pool of blood on the ground. The battle involving tens of thousands of people was so spectacular and tragic.
Chu Feifan stopped the soldiers and stared at Zhao Wuling with knife-like eyes: "General Zhao, our army is overwhelmingly powerful to capture Jingzhou, and the two cities of Xuzhou are like no one. Now the two armies are fighting at the foot of Lu Mountain, and the general has no way out.
, I have an idea, I wonder if the general is willing to listen to it."
Zhao Wuling was stunned, and did not answer Chu Feifan's words. Instead, he held the nine-ring sword tightly in his hand, watching the surroundings vigilantly, ready to fight to the death at any time.
"General Zhao, I am determined to seize the imperial city of Fengyun Kingdom, but I don't care about Jingzhou City at all. However, I don't want to see too many sacrifices of soldiers. Wouldn't it be better if this war can be resolved without bloodshed."
"General Zhao is afraid that all his soldiers will die in battle at the foot of Yulu Mountain. As long as General Zhao abandons the dark side and surrenders to the people, General Zhao will still be the commander-in-chief of Jingzhou City. I can't help but that such a person can give the general more honors.
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"New Emperor Zichu, it is simply a fool's dream that you want me to surrender to you. Although I, Zhao Wuling, am a warrior, I also know that a loyal minister should not interfere with two masters."
"Eating the emperor's salary is the best thing to do to be loyal to the emperor."
"As the commander-in-chief of Jingzhou City in the Fengyun Kingdom, even if I die in battle and dump my body at the foot of Lushan Mountain, I will have no regrets. I think it will be a good story in future generations."
Zhao Wuling's voice was sonorous and powerful, his words were precise, and his face was firm. Jiayuan heard his words and glanced sideways at Chu Feifan: "Your Majesty, why bother talking to him? Such a pedantic and die-hard person is simply unreasonable."
"The Emperor has given an order, and the general is willing to come forward and take his head!"
Chu Feifan turned around and looked at Jiayuan, with a chuckle on his face. He turned around and his eyes rested on Zhao Wuling: "General Zhao, loyalty is the most important character a minister should have, but he was born in troubled times.
I'm afraid General Zhao won't be able to achieve great achievements with such a warrior mentality!"
"Don't say anything, see!"
Zhao Wuling shouted angrily and drove his horse forward without any hesitation. The nine-ringed sword in his hand, which emitted a cold light, slashed across the air and landed on Chu Feifan's leader.
"Don't hurt my lord!"
"Don't hurt my lord!"
Lin Chong and Jia Yuan were the shortest distance away from Chu Feifan. When they saw Zhao Wuling approaching with a sword, they both roared angrily, rode their horses and charged towards Zhao Wuling, brandishing their swords.
Chu Feifan sighed lightly. He knew that a person like Zhao Wuling who advocated force and had a loyal temperament would not be able to conquer him unless he could personally defeat him. Only with strong force could he make him surrender.
This is the thought.
Chu Feifan held the Shenlong Battle Halberd tightly with one hand and galloped forward with his horse. He glanced at Lin Chong and Jia Yuan who were already fighting fiercely with Zhao Wuling: "The two generals retreat first and leave him to me."
Lin Chong and Jia Yuan were both strong men in the army, and they were the most courageous among the three armies. However, even though they worked together, they could only draw with Zhao Wuling in three rounds.
The reason why Chu Feifan didn't want to kill Zhao Wuling was because of his strong military strength. Although such a person has a relatively simple mind, if he can control it well, he will undoubtedly be a tiger general who will scare the enemy.
When Lin Chong and Jia Yuan heard Chu Feifan's voice, they turned around and rushed towards the fierce fighting army. At this time, only Chu Feifan and Zhao Wuling were left facing each other.
There was a strong fighting spirit in both of them, and a battle between dragon and tiger was about to break out. Chu Feifan smiled with a smile on his lips: "General Zhao, I have always cherished talents. If you defeat me, I promise to let you live.
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"But if I defeat you, how about the general agree to surrender to me?"
"If you want to fight, let's fight. Where's all this nonsense?"
"General Zhao doesn't dare to agree. Is it because he doesn't have confidence in his martial arts?"
"Hahaha.........."
Chu Feifan's hearty laughter echoed in the dark night sky, and only the fierce fighting spirit remained in his narrowed eyes. After laughing, he raised his halberd and attacked forward. The halberd broke through the air and burst out with a powerful attack force.
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"kill!"
The nine-ringed sword in Zhao Wuling's hand spun rapidly on the figure, and the majestic and vast force in his body penetrated his arm. The sword clenched in both hands fell in the air and collided with the divine dragon battle halberd that Chu Feifan was attacking.
The two of them fought fiercely together, without many fancy moves, it was just a collision and competition of strength. Zhao Wuling originally thought that the thin Chu Feifan in front of him would not be able to withstand his fierce attack.
But after dozens of rounds, Chu Feifan still looked calm and calm, and the vast attack power released by the halberd in his hand was too much for Zhao Wuling.
The halberd in Chu Feifan's hand weighs two hundred kilograms. In addition, the huge power inherited from the Overlord is combined with the release of the eighteen picks with one hand. Zhao Wuling has not been defeated after dozens of rounds, which is enough to show his strength.
Zhao Wuling got back on his horse and turned around, sweat dripping down his face from under his helmet, his arm holding the nine-ring sword was trembling, and his eyes were filled with shock.
"Such a powerful force is simply shocking!"
"General Zhao, I am stronger than you in terms of force. Now the opportunity is still in front of you. It depends on whether you can seize it!"
"Death or surrender, it's your choice!"
Chu Feifan's powerful and domineering voice sounded, and his eyes looked at the shocked Zhao Wuling, as if waiting for his answer and did not rush to take action.
"What's wrong with death?"
"Even if I die in battle tonight, I, Zhao Wuling, will still be a good man five hundred years from now. Don't let me surrender to you!"
"Suffer death!"
The blade of the broadsword in Zhao Wuling's hand rotated, and the blade struck from across the air and slashed at Chu Feifan's figure, with strong murderous intent flashing in his eyes.
"It's so stubborn and unreliable, it's extremely sad!"
"boom!"
Chu Feifan held a halberd in both hands and blocked the sword that Zhao Wuling was attacking with. The violent impact made Zhao Wuling feel pain in his arms, but a look of disgust appeared on Chu Feifan's face.
"I wanted to take you under my command, but I didn't expect you to be so ignorant. So don't blame me for being ruthless!"
Say it.
Chu Feifan raised his hand and used force to knock Zhao Wuling's blade from the handle of his halberd away. The overlord's divine power was hidden in his arms. With one blow, Zhao Wuling's figure fell onto the horse's back, the sword in his hand roaring loudly.
"Whoa!"
Zhao Wuling straightened up his waist and raised his sword to attack Chu Feifan again, when he saw a long halberd with cold light penetrating through the empty barrier and attacking him. Everything happened with the Starlight Flint Sword, which caught him off guard.
"laugh!"
When Chu Feifan saw Zhao Wuling's figure suddenly rising, he wanted to take back the halberd in his hand, but he released it with one hand and it was already difficult to change his attack route. In desperation, the halberd penetrated his neck.
In the battlefields of the past years, the heroic leader of Jingzhou City, Zhao Wuling, was cut off from his horse and fell to the ground.
"Bang!"
The nine-ringed sword bounced off the ground after impact, making a huge sound. All the soldiers in Jingzhou City stopped attacking and looked back at Zhao Wuling, who was lying in a pool of blood.
Chu Feifan suddenly raised his head, looked away from Zhao Wuling's figure on the ground, looked around, raised the halberd that was still bleeding in his hand, and heard a majestic voice.
"Those who abandon their weapons and surrender will not be killed, but those who stubbornly resist will be killed without mercy!"