Breaking the Day

Zhao Hanqing stepped forward. The soldiers around him were also full of blood. Some of them felt that a raging flame was rolling and burning in their chests, which made their blood hot and their eyes red!

Zeng Shenjiang was even more sweaty at this time, he knelt on the ground like petrified, and for a moment he didn't know what to do.

Should he obey the Prince's order to open the city gate and direct his soldiers to resist the horrible corpse tide at the city gate, or should he violate the Prince's order and close the city gate?

If it is the former, based on the experience of the generals in the army, 90% of them will explain here, but if it is the latter, they will disobey the Prince's order...such a consequence, you will know what will happen if you think about it with your ass!

This is a dilemma, what should be done?

Zeng Shen will fight the heavens in his mind!

Where did Zhao Hanqing know what he was thinking, he strode to the door, glaring at the guards, and sternly shouted: "Open the door!!"

The guards who controlled the halyards of the city gate were taken by the prince's awe-inspiring righteousness, and he subconsciously turned the winch, raised the gate, and slowly opened the city gate.

The people outside the city could not see or hear what was going on inside, but saw the city gate suddenly opened, all crying and rushing towards the city gate.

The prince stood in front of the brunt at this time. He raised the sword in his hand and shouted sharply: "Retreat on both sides!"

But at this time, the people who fled in madness were already scared mad, no matter how they could take care of these, they madly rushed towards the prince along the city cave.

The guards nearby were shocked, and one of the guards who was close by immediately held a shield in front of the prince, shouting loudly: "Retreat on both sides, don't collide!!"

Immediately afterwards, another guard rushed forward, holding a spear at the people who rushed forward, but shouted to the fellow soldiers next to him: "Protect the prince!!"

These guards rushed forward, and they quickly formed a shield wall with long shields, guarding Zhao Hanqing behind, and shouting loudly: "Retreat on both sides, no collision!!"

Bright swords and guns are more deterrent than any language!

The headed people changed their directions in horror, and walked around from both sides of the sword and shield formation. The flow of people diverged from both sides like a tide hitting a boulder.

When the shopkeeper and the proprietress held the little bamboo together in the crowd and passed by the prince, the little bamboo stared at the prince, as if he wanted to remember the prince who had saved the family several times deeply in his mind. in.

She just asked if His Royal Highness would come to save herself, and the prince Zhao Hanqing shot him to death. For a child, the impact was extremely impressive.

The people outside the city rushed into the city frantically, and then the dead corpses rushed into the cave. They grinned, full of blood, and some of their limbs grabbed the ground, running like wild animals, and even along the side walls of the cave. Face, rushing in like a cheetah.

Some people who were too late to flee in were immediately thrown to the ground by them, and the nearby dead corpses threw them down at once, and some chewed and bitten them on the spot. These pitiful people who were threw down let out a scream It was submerged quickly, and there was no movement while twitching.

The living corpses behind them rushed past them like a wave of anger, roaring towards the prince and others.

The soldiers who stood in front were trembling all over, and their swords and spears couldn't help trembling. If it weren't for a trace of blood and courage in their chests, they would have turned their heads and fled.

Ten meters, eight meters, five meters! Three meters! !

The living dead screamed at them, like a group of crazy beasts.

But they are more terrifying than wild beasts, because although wild beasts are crazy, they are still life. Knowing that they are afraid of fear, once the casualties reach a certain level, they will also flee in fear.

But these living dead don’t, they are tireless, they don’t know pain, they don’t know fear!

When they roared and rushed towards the spears that protruded from the shield wall, the living corpses in the front row immediately turned into meat skewers, skewered on the spears, and were pierced through.

But they did not die, but they were still desperately waving their hands forward and shouting, gnawing with teeth and claws, trying to tear off a piece of flesh from their predecessors, a layer of skin!

The living dead rushing up from behind swarmed again, squeezing the pierced dead in front to almost stick to the shield. Soldiers near the shield found that they were poking with guns, but cutting them with knives did not make them die. Because they are already dead, they can't die again.

In the face of such indestructible enemies and monsters, these soldiers who stood on the front line received a great impact. Their footsteps kept retreating, and the front line was constantly under impact. Soldiers one after another were dragged from the front. Pulled out, the shield was rushed out one gap after another, and the entire battle formation was faltering.

At this time, a soldier with a face full of tears in horror watched the dead corpses behind, climbing all the way up the dead corpses squeezed in front, and came straight to him, even if he swung his knife and cut off the other side Arm, the opponent still grabbed the blade in his hand with the other arm without stopping, and pulled him out of the crowd with a strong pull, and then countless living corpses stretched their arms. Grasping him, desperately pulling him out.

The soldier screamed in fright. He burst into tears and shouted for help. Soldiers who were close in the battlefield grabbed him in horror, trying to pull him back.

But in this way, a huge gap immediately appeared, the line was loosened, and many dead corpses immediately rushed forward!

Seeing the battle formation collapsed at the touch of a touch, a sharp sword suddenly slashed out from behind, slicing several dead corpses into two at once.

But this time, there were bursts of white smoke from the wounds of these severed dead corpses. These dead corpses let out piercing howls, and their entire bodies began to melt, gradually turning into a pool of black water. Then disappeared.

Everyone turned their heads to look, but saw that it was Prince Zhao Hanqing holding Shang Fang Yujian in front of him. He kept swinging his sword and chopped down the dead corpses who had broken into the battle formation!

The imperial sword in Zhao Hanqing's hand is the Royal Sacred Sword. Although he has no magic power, his own Sacred Sword possesses extremely strong sacred power, which is the yang power of the "golden wood, water, fire, earth, yin and yang".

In spells, yin power corresponds to death and darkness, and yang power corresponds to life and light. These two powers are very strange in the elements of the law system. They seem to be mutually reinforcing, but they are not like this.

These living dead corpses are undoubtedly monsters full of yin power, and the Shang Fang Yujian in Zhao Hanqing's hands is a holy object full of yang power. This holy sword is naturally restrained from these living dead corpses, and can instantly cut and kill them. The evil force of the dead corpses completely cut off the source of power that governed their actions, so these living dead corpses were really "killed"!

Everyone was very energetic when they saw it, but after all, Prince Zhao Hanqing had only one person and only one holy sword in his hand, unable to deal with the tide of living dead corpses.

Although Zhao Hanqing has a strong literary temperament, he is not a weak scholar who cannot carry on his shoulders or lift his hands. The heavy horse-riding calluses on both sides of his thighs, the heavy calluses of his hands, and his burly and strong physique can fully explain it. He is a gentleman of six skills who can ride and shoot and understand swordsmanship.

Zhao Hanqing swung his sword to fight, but he could only slightly relieve the previous desperate situation. Soon more living dead rushed in madly. Seeing that Zhao Hanqing was about to be swallowed, he suddenly cut a long knife and pounced on Zhao Hanqing. The dead corpse was chopped in two, although the upper body of the chopped dead corpse was still crawling desperately on the ground, but then a riding boot severely trampled it down, stomping the head of the dead corpse into mud.

Zhao Hanqing was taken aback, but saw that General Zeng was holding a long knife, and sternly shouted to the soldiers behind him: "Protect the prince!!"

Those more unmoving soldiers finally stepped forward at this time. They rushed into the street like a raging tide upstream, abruptly cutting off the raging tide of living dead corpses that poured into the cave, forming a more solid and stronger battle formation. Shield wall.

General Zeng Shen finally figured it out at this time, and he understood: the prince died here, and if he escapes and survives, he will definitely be imprisoned, and he will definitely die in the end. The prince survives, he still has a ray of life!

And when these soldiers blocked the living dead squeezed in the cave like a fortified dam, there was a horrible howling outside the city, which was made by countless living dead at the same time. Loud roar.

Immediately before everyone's eyes, a huge "wave" converged in front of them!

This wave is a wave of human flesh superimposed by countless dead corpses crazy climbing!

It climbed quickly, surpassing the height of the city wall in a short while, but it still didn’t stop, it was still climbing, and it soon formed a 40-50 meters wide and 20-30 meters high, continuously accumulating huge energy. The anger tide, it only waited to climb to the highest peak, it shot down a wave, and smashed everything below!

General Zeng Shen was in horror. Regardless of respect and etiquette, he grabbed the prince and shouted: "His Royal Highness, go!"

Prince Zhao Hanqing struggled to break free. He sternly said: "Hold on! The third sister and Li Chengfeng will definitely come! Everyone hold on!!!"

At this time, everyone's spirits regained again. If Zhao Feiyue and Li Chengfeng can come here, they will have the possibility of victory!

Moreover, if the prince retreats at this time, the morale here will instantly collapse, and they will be instantly knocked down by the wave of dead corpses, and no one can escape alive!

Prince Zhao Hanqing stared at the overwhelming wave of dead corpses in front of him, covering the sky with a stern look, and his hands holding the holy sword were full of cold sweat!

Third sister, Li Chengfeng, you guys... come on! !