But he saw dozens of masters on the other side using flying swords. Each flying sword brought out a cold light, turning into a series of cold lightning and slashing towards the target.
The spear suddenly extended for tens of meters and penetrated the body from behind, causing desperate screams.
At the critical moment, a black line suddenly appeared below; the black line instantly hit several enemies, causing the formation and encirclement to break.
There were a large number of 'black lines' that missed the target. They flew high into the sky and began to slow down. Only then did Zhang Hao see clearly that they were thick crossbow arrows, and the light of the formation flashed on each crossbow arrow.
The besieged masters began to fight back, and the two sides launched a brutal close battle.
But I saw magical weapons of all sizes, flying swords that were taller than a person, shields that could cover more than a dozen people, fire spells that were as good as the scorching sun, and the roar of the frozen river.
The battle was fast and cruel, and from time to time someone screamed and fell into the clouds.
Zhang Hao's breathing paused. He was stunned by the war in this world of cultivation. This was a real three-dimensional war.
Wei Zirong explained: "The more than two thousand people who were defeated by the dragon and horse cavalry of the Kingdom of Yanyun just now were legions from the east."
The flying boat continued to approach, but it attracted the attention of both sides in the fierce battle.
There were dragon and horse cavalry "flying over", and dozens of masters from the East rushed over - these masters were the same ones from the East just now.
The guard opened the mechanism on the flying boat, and a powerful crossbow appeared. The surface of the crossbow was filled with precious light, and the crossbow arrow was dark, with a blue-black brilliance.
The two guards worked together to pull the crossbow open, and the buzzing sound of the bow string revealed the extraordinary power of the crossbow; the next moment, the crossbow arrow turned into a bolt of lightning and flew towards the master in the east.
A huge shield appeared in front of the Eastern master. The shield was five or six meters in size, blocking all the people behind it.
The crossbow arrow arrived suddenly, but a muffled sound was heard in the sky, and a hole suddenly appeared in the center of the shield; then blood spattered behind the shield.
The shield rapidly shrunk, revealing the tragic scene at the rear - a full three people were shot through and rolled to the ground, and one person had a crossbow bolt stuck in his chest, his complexion quickly turned black, he staggered a few times, and fell into the clouds.
A sentence suddenly appeared in Zhang Hao's mind: Yuanying is flying all over the sky, and the golden elixir is not as good as a dog! This sentence is simply a true portrayal of the battlefield.
The guards continued to replace the crossbow arrows, and before the master from the east could approach, another arrow was fired.
This time the Eastern masters learned the lesson, and they immediately changed directions to avoid the crossbow bolts. Even the Eastern masters took out their strong bows, and when they were still four or five miles away from the flying boat, they bent their bows and nocked arrows.
"Boom!" There was a muffled sound, and an arrow spanned a distance of four to five miles and hit the flying boat. The arrow actually penetrated the bulkhead of the flying boat, revealing a seven-inch arrow, and the arrow's position was facing Zhang Hao.
Looking at the shimmering arrow, Zhang Hao had a look of fear on his face, and a little cold sweat broke out on his brow. He had clearly seen the arrow flying towards him just now, but he didn't react in time. The skills of a cultivator should not be underestimated; this arrow is better than a sniper rifle
Even more terrifying.
At this moment, Zhang Hao suddenly realized that this was a battlefield, not a 3D movie!
While in a daze, he suddenly saw a flying sword flying towards him; the barrier on the flying boat was easily pierced by the flying sword.
The flying sword flashed with cold light and flew toward his neck like lightning; the speed was so fast that Zhang Hao wanted to avoid it, but his body couldn't react in time.
The great crisis and the shadow of death creep into my mind.
"Clang!" Feng Zhiling reached over and used the newly refined flying sword to easily cut off the opponent's flying sword.
The flying sword was cut, and a master in the distance spurted blood and fell downwards; a man behind him waved his hand and revealed a huge magic spell in his hand, caught him, and threw him to the flying clouds behind him.
Feng Zhiling stood in front of Zhang Hao with a serious face: "Junior brother, get down!"
"Mr. Zhang, are you okay?" Wei Zirong came to Zhang Hao with a scared look on his face.
Zhang Hao looked directly into Wei Zirong's eyes, but when he looked out, what he saw was indifference.
Zhang Hao smiled: "It's okay."
In his heart, Zhang Hao was already wary of the Kingdom of Jinyang. As for the flying boat used by the prince, its barrier could be penetrated by a flying sword. What a fool!
Fortunately, I have a senior brother who looks unreliable but is very responsible. Wei Zirong, you must be disappointed! The Kingdom of Jinyang, right? I will remember this!
The masters from the East attacked again. Seeing the cavalry approaching, they finally had to retreat.
The rumble of horse hooves echoed in the sky, and as the distance approached, the sky seemed to tremble under the iron hooves.
Zhang Hao stood up and looked at the cavalry in front of him in shock. They were a group of 'horses' that were almost two meters tall, with cold light flashing from the sharp horns on their heads. The horses were covered in armor, and what flashed in the eyes of each horse was actually
A fierce light.
It seems that this is not a horse, but a tiger!
At first, a powerful general in black armor rode his horse to the side of the flying boat and shouted loudly: "Why are you here? Why didn't you notify us in advance?"
Wei Zirong responded loudly: "Sent three tons of black iron specially used for alchemy. Time is tight, no notice!"
What Zhang Hao sold to Wei Zirong was four tons, but the one with the highest purity of 99.3% was kept with the prince. The three tons sent were 99%, 99.1% and 99.2% respectively.
When the general heard this, his tone instantly softened: "Hurry up, the army in the East has gone crazy recently!"
Wei Zirong nodded and asked the guards to drive the flying boat, and under the protection of the cavalry, they arrived at Xiongcheng ahead.
Viewed from a high altitude, Jingshan City looks like a creeping Kunpeng. To its north and south, two broad mountain ranges extend to the end of the line of sight, like two wings; in the center of the two peaks is a valley that is more than ten miles wide.
This place is not flat, and the second largest river in the Kingdom of Jinyang, the Jingjiang River, passes here.
Jingshan City spans the Jingjiang River, suppressing the Jingjiang River under itself. The most majestic city lord's palace is built just above the Jingjiang River. Below it is a suspended, heavy stone bridge.
A thick defensive barrier shrouded the city, connecting the north and south peaks, firmly blocking the eastward army's westward advance.
In front of Jingshan City, on a relatively flat land that is dozens of miles wide, hundreds of thousands of legions from the east and west are fighting.
Here, Zhang Hao saw the fighting method of the war weapon.
But among the Eastern Army, several five- to six-meter flying magic weapons were seen floating in the air, with ice cones raining down on them. The magic weapons flew past, leaving the ground in a mess, and thousands of soldiers died on the spot.
However, Western countries also have countermeasures. On some commanding heights, some strong crossbows attack from time to time, and they can always achieve something. The seemingly powerful flying magic weapon can often be shot through from bottom to top, and crash to the ground.
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The masters of both sides fight in the sky, not one-on-one, but in battle formations. Either in groups of three or five, or in waves of more than ten or twenty. Occasionally, there are a few heroes who want to fight alone, and soon they will
He was surrounded, killed and beheaded.
On the ground, the main armies of both sides collided like tides, but what rolled was not waves, but blood.
Isn't there a formation erupting on the earth, trapping the eastern legions and creating opportunities for the western coalition forces to kill. This is the layout of the Kingdom of Jinyang.
Cavalry, infantry, battle formations, war weapons on the ground, rows of bows and crossbows, arrows and crossbows that covered the sky... The legions of both sides collided wildly, the rolling Jingjiang River, and the waves of blood rolled.
On the battlefield, people are no better than ants. In just a moment, thousands of people fell.