V2.Chapter 88

"So what? It's just a useless resistance. Today is the right time, place and people. It's all in the big man. There is no reason to win..."

Facing the counterattack of the Daming King Qin's allied forces, Lu Xunshuai's flag was unfurled, and the Han army changed instantly.

Thousands of Qinglong chariots connected end to end formed a large formation of Qinglong, mighty and mighty, sweeping through the wild sand, slowly and heavily advancing towards the Ming army barracks.

On the left and right wings of the Qinglong formation, the big Han white horse cavalry formed a five-element sharp gold cone formation. Under the leadership of the five tiger generals, they were like the sharpest knives, viciously piercing into the two wings of the Ming army formation. among! !

"The big man Zhao Yun is here, the enemy will come down early, and you can avoid death!"

The white horse is like a dragon, galloping on the battlefield, and the handsome white-robed general sitting on the horse's back is Zhao Zilong, the head of the five tiger generals of the Han Dynasty!

After receiving the general order of the Chinese army to gouge the cavalry, the White Dragon Spear in Zhao Yun's palm turned into a white flood dragon more than ten meters long. Unpredictable.

A dozen or so self-proclaimed brave generals of the Ming army were killed by the white dragon spear. The white horse cavalry was unstoppable, and they attacked the left wing of the Ming army into chaos.

"Who will take Guan Yu's knife!?"

Wearing a green dragon battle robe and a long beard dancing wildly in the wind, Guan Yu's face is like a jujube, his eyebrows are lying on silkworms, his red phoenix eyes are slightly narrowed, and the eyes are flickering with cold light. Raid.

The long knife slashed through the air, and the cyan light of the knife kept flickering in the air.

The heads of the warriors of the Ming army fell to the ground one after another, and their male bodies galloped along with the galloping horses, holding their knives and guns high, and they would not let go!

Wherever you go, there is no enemy.

The level of power in the world of high martial arts is not ordinary and comparable, and the fierce generals of the Ming army are by no means ordinary people, but under the fierce offensive of the unrivaled fierce generals, they are unstoppable.

The battlefield situation is changing rapidly.

The cavalry on the left and right flanks rushed in lightning, and the two generals Zhao Yun and Guan Yu captured the flag, which quickly disrupted the deployment of the Ming army, and the morale that had just skyrocketed fell to the bottom again.

The Emperor of Wuchang couldn't sit still, he looked down at the battlefield below the city, and shouted: "Who will take the heads of the white-robed general and the red-faced general, and make him a first-class duke and reward him with three thousand pieces of gold!"

Under the heavy reward, there must be a dead husband.

Guan Yu's sword was full of energy, beheading the soldiers of the Ming army in front of him like cutting weeds, and suddenly several Ming soldiers came out bravely and fearlessly.

A few strong generals of the Ming army blocked the way forward, their eyes were red, and they pointed their halberds and cursed: "Red-faced thief, don't be rampant!"

The Emperor Wuchang personally supervised the battle, promised such a generous reward, even if he desperately wanted to fight this red-faced man to the death!

"The person who inserts the label and sells the first!"

With blood boiling all over his body, Guan Yu's slightly squinted Danfeng pupils suddenly opened, bursting with divine light.

Guan Gong doesn't open his eyes, he wants to kill someone.

Before these warriors of the Ming army could move, the rouge and blood had already turned into a flash of red lightning, and there was a mighty sound of dragon chant and saber cry in the air.

Roar! ! !

The Qinglong Yanyue Saber slashed at the speed of sound, and a terrifying knife gang tens of meters long turned into a green dragon, ferocious and fierce, tearing apart the void.

The light of the knife is like snow!

The heads of these clamoring Ming army generals flew up into the sky, and blood gushed out of their necks like a fountain. Cut into two pieces!

Under Wu Sheng's sword, he actually beheaded thousands of soldiers of the Ming army, and a large area of ​​the battlefield was wiped out by Qinglong Dao Gang.

On the wall of the Central Plains Imperial City, there is a faint knife mark! !

At the same time, Zhao Yun's White Dragon Spear exploded, gouging and killing thousands of Ming troops standing in front of him, and the head of the White Dragon condensed from the spear suddenly hit the city wall, shaking this majestic imperial city that had never been shaken for more than a hundred years. .

The monarchs and ministers of the Ming Dynasty standing on the wall of the imperial city in the Central Plains felt as if they had fallen into an ice cave, their bodies were icy cold.

hiss!

Everyone gasped and couldn't believe their eyes!

what's the situation?

Is this still humanly possible! ?

The five tiger generals pierced through the flanks of the battlefield, and the Qinglong chariot array ruthlessly strangled the lives of the soldiers of the Ming army. The war beast Qinglong cast by the fallen stars finally appeared on the stage.

boom!

Rumble!

Amidst the earth-shattering roar, the mechanism green dragon showed its sharp fangs in front of the world.

The majestic and majestic dragon body, which is hundreds of feet long, reflects the deep metal texture under the sunlight, shocking the world.

The arrows accumulated in the arrow tower at the head of the city fell on the body of the green dragon like raindrops, leaving only slight arrow marks on it, but it was hard to hurt it.

Fallen stars are god-level materials in ancient times. The material is far superior to that of adamantine iron. They are used to cast dragons. Their power is not inferior to that of soldiers and demons. They are worthy of war artifacts!

The appearance of Qinglong became the last straw that crushed the Ming army.

The soldiers of the Ming army scattered and fled in fear as if they had seen an ancient wild beast.

This is a fear that comes from the depths of the soul.

Rumble!

The dragon body of the star green dragon crazily hit the city wall of the imperial city of the Central Plains, and debris of mud and rocks fell from the sky. Finally, a small gap appeared in the majestic imperial city that stood in China for a hundred years.





The whole imperial city was turned upside down.

The stars and blue dragons attacked for three days, and finally destroyed the most powerful city in the Central Plains.

After the gap was opened, the soldiers of the Han Dynasty marched forward triumphantly, and collided with the imperial city's imperial guards with the last strength of the Ming Dynasty.

The two sides fell into a street fight to the death.

The sound of killing shook the sky, and the sound of drums shook the ground.

But in the inner garden of the deep palace, there is an old man in a bright yellow robe, with a heart as clear as a mirror, quietly playing chess.

The black and white chess pieces are in the hands of one person at the same time, it is like strategizing, and the country and society are all in the hands of one person.

The ancient etiquette was also followed, only the emperor was qualified to wear the bright yellow dragon robe. This old man had a handsome appearance, almost similar to the Wuchang emperor, with a calm demeanor, but far superior to Wuchang.

This person is Wen Long, the elder brother of Emperor Wuchang, the real emperor of the Central Plains!

"Brother Huang, big...something is wrong, the Han army broke through the city wall with the steel green dragon, and has already entered the imperial city!!"

Emperor Wuchang broke into the palace in a daze, with no blood on his face.

I personally boarded the top of the imperial city, beat the drums and fought, supervised the battle for a few days, never closed my eyes for a moment, and still suffered a disastrous defeat.

All the country and land of the Ming Dynasty were buried in his hands. Such a painful blow nailed him to the pillar of shame and made the Emperor Wuchang almost suffocate and despair. ....