Facing the ridicule of Marshal Blood Prison and the ridicule of many god kings and generals, Chief Songhe was not angry at all.
The other four patriarchs were also very calm and calm, with inexplicable smiles on their lips, looking particularly confident.
The five thousand disciples and prisoners were also calm and showed no fear.
It was just that the two thousand prisoners felt somewhat ashamed and ashamed when they saw Marshal Blood Prison and many god kings and generals.
The Blood Prison Marshal stared at the heads of the five clans and frowned when he saw their reactions.
"Where did they get the confidence and courage to be so calm and even confident in front of me?
Could it be that in addition to these five forces, do they have more powerful backers?"
This thought flashed through Marshal Blood Prison's mind, and he inevitably thought of the Sword God.
At this time, the two generals beside him suddenly exclaimed, pointing at the prisoners mixed in with Songhe's disciples, and shouted: "Look, everyone, aren't those our people?"
"Didn't it mean that the four reincarnation generals and the eight thousand army were all killed by the Songhe tribe, leaving no one alive?
Look, among those Songhe people, many of them are our soldiers!"
The exclamations of these two generals attracted everyone's attention.
More than twenty powerful God Kings followed the sound, and even the Blood Prison Marshal frowned and cast a cold gaze.
really.
Among the five thousand Songhe disciples around him, at least two thousand were once soldiers under Marshal Blood Prison.
Those two thousand soldiers were stared at by the Blood Prison Marshal and many generals, and had to bear the contemptuous looks of more than 10,000 soldiers. They were immediately ashamed and ashamed.
Due to the oath of heaven, they could not defect before the battle and return to the camp of Marshal Blood Prison.
But their inner moral standards and loyalty make them feel in a very awkward situation, and they want to find a crack in the ground to crawl into.
Marshal Blood Prison's face darkened, and his eyes became more gloomy and cold.
But he was not angry at the two thousand prisoners. Instead, he stared at the Songhe clan leader and shouted angrily in a deep voice: "Songhe Tao, you are so bold that you will not regret dying!
You left two thousand prisoners behind, forcing them to join the war, pointing your sword at your former brothers and friends.
You are so despicable!
This is also humiliating me!
You're done!
If I don't cut you into pieces today, I won't be able to give an explanation to the soldiers!"
A strong man of the Blood Prison Marshal's status and level, coupled with his calm personality, would certainly not swear an oath casually in public.
But the weight of his words and the hatred revealed still made people shudder.
Chief Songhe was not panicked at all. Anyway, with the Sword God standing behind him, he felt reassured.
He showed a calm smile and said to Marshal Blood Prison: "Marshal Blood Prison, everyone knows who is more despicable and shameless, so why do you have to use forceful words?
If the leader of Styx hadn't been so aggressive and wanted to put our family to death, why would we have met each other in war?
In addition, since we have set up this great formation to fight you here, we have never thought about letting you leave alive!"
Marshal Blood Prison grinned and sneered, showing an expression of extreme contempt, no longer bothering to refute Chief Songhe.
The god kings and generals around him laughed without scruples and began to mock the Songhe clan leader.
"Hahaha...Song Hetao, are you afraid that you are going crazy?"
"With your skills, we will kill you all in less than half an hour! You will not survive ten rounds under the Grand Marshal's sword!"
"Song Hetao, if you still have some self-awareness, quickly admit defeat and surrender, kneel down and beg for mercy!"
"That's right! Song Hetao, if you kneel down and beg for mercy now, the Generalissimo can still give you a decent way to die.
Once the war breaks out, you will be wiped out in ashes, with no bones left!"
Marshal Blood Prison no longer paid attention to Chief Songhe. The anger and murderous intent in his heart had reached its peak.
He looked at the prisoners in the crowd and said in a majestic tone: "Although you were forced to surrender and fight for the Songhe tribe in order to survive, I will not punish you.
Maybe Song Hetao, a despicable and shameless person, used some method to control you.
I don't ask you to defect before the battle. Now I just need you to retreat to the edge of the formation and stand by and watch.
I want you to see with your own eyes what a tragic end the traitors of the Songhe Tribe suffered!"
After hearing these words, the two thousand prisoners were inexplicably moved in their hearts.
There were many soldiers who subconsciously bowed and thanked Marshal Blood Prison.
However, when they thought of the terrifying oath of heaven, they put an end to those thoughts.
Under the gaze of everyone, they were very embarrassed, hesitant and silent, and made no move.
Seeing the prisoners' reaction, the Blood Prison Marshal was completely angry and shouted angrily with a black face: "A bunch of bastards who are greedy for life and afraid of death, have your loyalty and courage been eaten by dogs?
Since you have disobeyed my orders and want to kill your former comrades, I will be merciless and kill you all, and treat them as military justice!"
At this point, Marshal Blood Prison's patience was exhausted and he immediately waved his hand and issued the order to attack.
"kill!"
Following the command from Marshal Blood Prison, the 14,000 soldiers roared angrily, and their whole bodies burst out with murderous intent.
Even though it was suppressed by invisible divine power, its strength was greatly weakened.
But their morale was high, and they waved their swords very stubbornly and launched a counterattack against the five thousand Songhe disciples and prisoners around them.
Patriarch Songhe no longer wasted time, brandishing his sword and giving the order to attack.
Three thousand Songhe clan disciples and two thousand captives immediately formed a battle formation and jointly cast spells to launch an attack.
Chief Songhe and the chiefs and elders of the four clans were not idle either. They all took the lead in joining the battle and casting spells to attack.
On the side of Marshal Blood Prison, in addition to the 14,000 soldiers, more than 20 god kings and generals also participated in the battle.
Even the nine divine ships released divine light beams and artillery fire and launched a fierce attack.
Only the Blood Prison Marshal stopped in the sky, looking down at the battlefield, as if he had everything under control.
Before our eyes, this melee of more than 19,000 people was about to begin.
Both sides released magical light and shadow that covered the sky and the sun, and were about to engage in the most intense collision.
The result of the fight between the two sides is that the five ancient clans will inevitably suffer losses and suffer heavy casualties.
But at this moment, the multicolored light shield with a radius of 20,000 miles suddenly released tens of thousands of multicolored sword lights, as well as thousands of thunder beams, blasting towards the army under Marshal Blood Prison.
Forty thousand multicolored sword lights and six thousand thunder beams were more terrifying and dazzling than the magical lights and shadows released by both sides.
An invisible coercion that destroyed the heaven and earth instantly enveloped the soldiers under Marshal Blood Prison, making everyone filled with fear and feeling the breath of death.
The heads and elders of the five clans suddenly looked happy and their spirits were high.
They knew that the Sword God had finally taken action!