However, Li Zhu was said to be completely at a disadvantage with only 50,000 cavalry to defeat the 400,000 South Vietnamese army. Even though Jiang Baihe, who had the divine power, came to help, in a battle with an army of tens of thousands, the ability of a cultivator
It was also limited. Jiang Baihe was not good at fighting. Soon, he was surrounded by endless South Vietnamese soldiers and horses.
Tang Zicheng looked coldly at Li Zhu who kept swinging his sword in front of him. Li Zhu also had a few more stab wounds on his body. Although Da Xiang's cavalry was the best in the world, under the extremely disparity in strength today, even though the South Vietnamese army had sacrificed
It was a heavy price, but only a few hundred of the 50,000 Xiang troops led by Li Zhu were left.
After another blow, Li Zhu thrust the blade of the sword into the ground. He was panting slightly and stood with the sword in hand. Li Zhu, who had gray hair on his temples, still showed no fear on his face. Even though he was at the end of his rope, he was still arrogant.
After all, Li Zhu is now over fifty and is no longer suitable for fighting. He has already suffered serious injuries in the previous battle and is about to collapse at this moment...
Looking at the weak Li Zhu, Tang Zicheng had an idea in his mind at this moment, and said to the South Vietnamese sergeants: "Stop it!" He took the spear, dismounted, slowly walked through the army, and walked to
In front of King Xiang Li Zhu, he said sarcastically: "The rumored King Xiang is nothing more than this... I will give you a pair now.
If you have the chance, fight me. Let me see if you, who was feared by the world before, can dare to challenge me!" Tang Zicheng knocked the spear in his hand on the ground, and Li Zhu seemed to be his nightmare, given to him when he was young.
A shadow was left in Tang Zicheng's heart. This time was a great opportunity. Li Zhu, who was injured, would definitely be able to win!
"Old Li Zhu, how dare you fight me!" Tang Zicheng's voice sounded like a roar. If he could personally kill King Xiang Li Zhu on the battlefield, Tang Zicheng would become a new legend among all armies from today on!
"Your Majesty, no! Let us try to lead you to break out of the encirclement again!" Xiang Jun, whose face was covered with blood, stopped Li Zhu with tears in his eyes. He did not want his King Xiang to fight to the death with others when he was seriously injured.
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Li Xuan touched the palm extended by Xiang Jun and shook his head gently. Li Zhu's eyes were full of contempt and he slowly raised the long knife in his hand. The little finger of his left hand had been broken in the previous fight.
Zhu seems to feel uncomfortable
He gently stroked the blade of the sword as if he felt any pain: In the Jianwen year of the Southern Tang Dynasty, I made this sword out of fine steel. In the 20th year of the Jinwen Dynasty, more than 90,000 warriors, more than 4,000 cultivators, and 100,000 dead souls died under this sword.
I gained my reputation. Tang Zicheng, Mo
Didn't you think you really had a chance of winning while I was injured?! Li Zhu just said to himself, and slowly walked towards Tang Zicheng. With every step he took, his aura continued to rise, as if Li Zhu was now
I am a soaring blade that pierces the sky.
Finally, he stopped five feet away from Tang Zicheng, and fought continuously. It was already sunset, and the faint afterglow reflected Li Zhu's mighty body, adding a sense of tragedy to this fatal situation...
Watching this process, a cold sweat broke out on Tang Zicheng's back. He was horrified to realize that Li Zhu, who was injured one after another at this time, was still capable of fighting. He swung the spear in his hand and took the lead in attacking, stabbing Li Zhu.
He walked over and shouted: "Old man with a yellow mouth, even when death is imminent, you still have to put on an air of pretense!"
As Tang Zicheng rushed toward him with his spear point pointed, the field was filled with smoke and dust. Ever since the two men fought, the surrounding Jin troops had already made space for them.
Rumble…
Li Zhu's body burst out with a fierce wind of spiritual power, as if there were dragons rolling in his meridians. At this moment, Tang Zicheng's figure had arrived, and his whole body seemed to turn into thunder and arrived in front of Li Zhu in an instant. He was turning around.
The white spear hit Li Zhudi's chest brazenly.
Li Zhu's body seemed to appear with spiritual power. He actually blocked Tang Zicheng's blow, but Tang Zicheng was surprised and quickly reacted. The spear rotated in the air for a week, and the tip of the spear pointed at Li Zhu again.
, continuous attacks! As the military god of South Vietnam, Tang Zicheng's strength was actually on par with Li Zhu's.
Li Zhu suddenly held a knife in his left hand and pressed it against his face. "Ding!" a crisp collision sound came out. He blocked Tang Zicheng's offensive forcefully, and after a dozen moves in succession, both of them retreated in unison.
Tang Zicheng's face was extremely embarrassed. His clothes had already been torn. If Li Zhu's several knife blows had not been avoided in time, they would not have been as simple as scratching the skin... Tang Zicheng did not expect that even if Li Zhu was seriously injured at this moment,
, he is still no match.
Tang Zicheng raised his hand to dig out the blood from the wound, put it to his mouth and sniffed it gently. At this moment, his eyes were full of hatred, and with a change of heart, he shouted at Li Xuan, "Mr. Li Zhu"
, your son is going to die soon, you should go underground to accompany him!"
Hearing Tang Zicheng's voice, Li Zhu's expression finally showed a trace of panic, and he was stunned.
He wanted to look behind him, but out of worry about Li Xuan, the spiritual power condensed around Li Zhu suddenly relaxed. Tang Zicheng, the clinker, looked happy, took back the tip of the spear and held it in his hand, turned around and said vigorously.
With spiritual power, I saw the spear pointed towards Li Zhu and took another shot!
"Your Highness! Be careful!" You Xiangjun reminded loudly.
But when Li Zhu discovered that he had been tricked, it was already too late, and he didn't even have a chance to block. The spear body hit the Tianling Cap hard, slashing down along the way, even breaking Li Zhu's nose bone.
It was scraped off and flew backwards with his face covered in blood. Li Zhu's entire left eye had been blinded by the spear.
After a successful blow, Tang Zicheng was not willing to give up and kicked Li Zhu's abdomen with his right foot. He attacked again with endless strong wind.
"Bang!" Li Zhu, who was distracted for a moment, was hit by Tang Zicheng. His whole body flew far away, plowing a deep mark on the ground. From the white hair on his forehead, strands of hair flowed.
Blood, Li Zhu felt like stars were shining in his eyes at this moment, severe pain came from his left eye, and it seemed that the only things in front of his right eye were in a trance.
Tang Zicheng gently put away the spear, looked at Li Zhu and sneered: "People slaughter Li Zhu, you are already old... death is your destination."
Tang Zicheng felt extremely happy at this moment. Li Zhu's figure was like a huge stone weighing him down. He couldn't lift his head for twenty years. When he saw Li Zhu lying on the ground, he actually laughed loudly and said a little crazy: "
Hahahaha... A white-haired old man, who is also worthy of being called the God of War, has made the world blind! I will make you disappear completely today!"
"Tang Zicheng! You despicable villain!" After seeing this sneak attack, the only remaining group of Xiangjun soldiers couldn't help but rush out. What awaited them was an encirclement and killing force dozens of times that of South Vietnamese sergeants.
After a brief handover, the heads of the angry-looking Xiang soldiers fell down one by one. At this point, all the 50,000 Xiang soldiers led by Li Zhu were killed in the battle, and no one survived!
Tang Zicheng sighed, picked up the corpse of a Xiangjun with a spear, and spat at it: "Follow the wrong master, and you will die!" With a flick of the spear, the corpse was like a falling leaf.