Mythical Version of the Three Kingdoms

In such a peak-level collision, a little distraction may affect the victory or defeat, not to mention that the Saint Death Knight either has to endure the side effects of hard-top strengthening or consume more physical strength and energy to resist the blessing of such external forces. It can be said that no matter which one is chosen, it means that the distribution of power cannot be optimal. In this kind of fight, if it cannot reach the best, it means death!

"The eighth one!" Zhu Tao swung the horse spear violently. With a total of nine techniques and five basic talents, the burst of power can ensure that Zhu Tao can kill the opponent instantly when he hits the opponent, instead of needing to make up for it.

However, such a fierce attack method also means that Zhu Tao's body has been pushed to the limit in all aspects. Just using nine techniques to integrate together, the burden brought by it has caused his meridians, blood vessels, muscles and bones to give Zhu Tao a tingling feeling from time to time.

However, for Zhu Tao, this stinging pain made him feel more clearly that he was still alive, and more clearly realized that he was at his peak. Even though the blood flow rate had increased to the point where Zhu Tao could faintly hear the sound of blood flow, and the heartbeat like a drum, as if suggesting that the heart might jump out of the chest at any time, even with such pressure, this young body completely withstood the side effects.

The tip of the horse lance touched the spear of a Saint Death Cavalry Centurion. Just a contact, the Saint Death Cavalry Centurion was like being struck by lightning. This was not an adjective, but a real feeling of being numb by lightning. Although the whole person successfully parried Zhu Tao's attack and did not die on the spot like others, he also lost the power to resist at that moment.

During the interlacing, Zhu Tao held the horse lance in his right hand and the short sword in his left hand to cut the neck of the Saint Death Knight Centurion. Obviously, there was still more than two meters between them. Zhu Tao, holding the short sword and swinging with his left arm, had no chance of hitting the Saint Death Knight Centurion on the opposite side. However, when Zhu Tao's left arm reached the peak of the circle, it turned into a residual image and almost disappeared, and the sword blade extended to the opposite centurion with a burst sound and a sharp angle shock wave compressed to the extreme.

At that moment, even the Saint Death Knight Centurion, who maintained a miraculous posture, struggled desperately, but it was useless. Although he successfully parried the previous attack, the vibration and numbness of the joints of his whole body could not be dispelled instantly, so that facing this scene, no matter how hard he struggled, he could not change the reality that death was about to come.

At the same time, a dim golden blade of light extended towards Zhu Tao's left arm, and if Zhu Tao did not dodge, it would cut off Zhu Tao's left arm. This was the method of besieging Wei to save Zhao. However, what happened next was completely beyond Peña's expectations.

Zhu Tao did not dodge at all, completely ignoring the attack, and killed the Saint Death Knight Centurion on the opposite side on the spot, and the front half of his left arm was directly cut off by the golden blade of light.

The next moment, in Peña's shocked eyes, the severed half of the forearm was pulled back by Zhu Tao as the blood extended and connected, and then connected to the broken arm of Zhu Tao's left arm. Except for a spot of blood there, it was almost impossible to see that Zhu Tao had just broken his arm.

"Ardashir must be very sad to kill you. I heard his story. You should be one of the so-called living foundations of the Parthian Empire?" Zhu Tao looked at Peña expressionlessly, "You are qualified to be the tenth person I need to kill."

"That depends on whether you have the ability." Peña looked at Zhu Tao with the same indifference. As Zhu Tao said, he was the living foundation left by the Parthian Empire, the carrier of the Parthian Empire's special talents, and the key to Ardashir's talent reproduction.

When the top empires are finished, they will leave behind this kind of living foundation. This is the puzzle that allows them to rise again. After all, some talents are too rare. If there is no inheritance carrier, it will be very difficult for future generations to reproduce them even if they want to.

The Parthian Empire has it, and the Xiongnu who died again and again also have it. Without this thing, don't even think about reviving.

Zhu Tao smiled. He knew that Peña was a living talent carrier the first time he saw him. He once had the opportunity to become such a carrier in that era, but unfortunately there was a more suitable object later. Later, the Han Empire didn't seem to need this kind of thing.

"Just make sure it's a living carrier." Zhu Tao looked at Peña and smiled freely. Then, without waiting for Peña to react, he directly activated the Heavenly Demon Disintegration. Unlike most veterans who could not control this power after activating the Heavenly Demon Disintegration, Zhu Tao could integrate this power into his skills almost perfectly.

"Die." Zhu Tao rushed directly to Peña. Even if it was a big empire, one less would be one less.

Peña had already realized that the situation was not good at this time. He raised his hand and used the immortal defense handed down by the Persian Empire. However, this terrifying thing that claimed to be unbreakable and unbreakable still did not stop Zhu Tao. Of course, Peña's defense was not broken. The whole person was like an egg yolk wrapped in an eggshell, and flew directly from the warhorse with the eggshell.

"Defense accumulation?" Zhu Tao's temporary left hand that punched out was shattered and fractured. Looking at Peña who flew backwards but seemed to be fine, he was not surprised. If this kind of inheritance carrier could be killed so easily, how could it be called the foundation of the empire?

"But it doesn't matter." Zhu Tao raised his foot and stepped on Peña's warhorse. Even though it was a mount that could be called a precious horse, it let out a whine in an instant, and its entire back was broken into a V shape. Then Zhu Tao rushed towards Peña with his lance.

This time, the tip of the horse lance only passed a few dozen centimeters in front of Peña, and Peña showed panic. The pure physical attack directly cut through the immortal defense. What kind of beast is this!

"Surprised? It's just defense accumulation. The attack I am using now is a real slash that can cut through everything." Zhu Tao's eyes that ignored life and death showed a hint of mockery. The fifth lieutenant of the Southern Army was indeed strong enough. The defense accumulation was indeed against the sky. After decades of accumulation, he could withstand a few slashes like his own, but only a few!

Using a horse lance to slash through molecular bonds was something that the elder brother who created the Hanguang Sword dared not think of. Only a pervert like Zhu Tao, who was seventy years old, proficient in almost all talents, could simulate it with skills, and recovered to the peak of more than twenty years old, could use it.

Without the former, the power released by the disintegration of the demon could not be mastered and could not be perfectly injected into the Hanguang Sword. Without the latter, as long as he did so, it would explode on the spot.

The burning red-purple horse lance, with explosions, penetrated Peña's immortal defense in just three strikes, and then chopped down with almost unmatched cutting power, and saw two fragments flying to the left and right. Peña seemed to have been killed by Zhu Tao.

However, as a member of the Central Guard, he had seen all kinds of outrageous things. To put it bluntly, Su Zong, a freak, had also worked under Zhu Tao. How could he not know that there are talents in the world that can't fight, but can save lives, so he completely ignored the two fragments flying to the left and right, and continued to swing the horse lance, stabbing in the direction of his intuition.

This time Peña fought back for the first time. There was no way. If he continued to use life-saving tricks, he couldn't escape. He had already changed three very special life-saving talents. Either he couldn't resist, or he couldn't deceive, or he couldn't hide. In this case, he could only do it twice.

As for fighting to the death with Zhu Tao, Peña is not stupid. He can just drag the opponent away with explosive talent. Why risk his life?

However, Zhu Tao was waiting for this moment. When Peña's spear pierced him, he did not dodge and let the opponent pierce him. The disintegration of the demon had already begun, and death was inevitable.

Zhu Tao did not want to study how Guang Yuan survived, but Zhu Tao knew that he would definitely not survive, so he only cared whether the opponent continued to hide like a mole. If so, he really had no good way.

The tolerance brought by the accumulated defense, the delay brought by the death avoidance type talent, and the rare anti-lock type talent structure, led to Zhu Tao's only way to attack by intuition. Once the opponent left the battle, Zhu Tao died in a few tens of seconds. Of course, in these tens of seconds, Zhu Tao could also take away more than a dozen Holy Death Knights.

The problem is that Zhu Tao has seen the Holy Death Knight. There are many people who can deal with it in the next generation. Moreover, the Holy Death Knight cannot kill the creator. As long as the other party still has the blood-forming function, it will recover sooner or later. But the Peña in front of him is different. This is one of the living inheritances of the Parthian Empire. Killing one will reduce one, and it may even directly lead to the extinction of some talents.

So Zhu Tao is most worried that Peña will run away if he can't beat him. This kind of carrier of the nature of life-saving is not easy to kill even for him. Unexpectedly, the other party actually jumped out and fought with him to the death.

What a joke, I, Zhu Tao, am afraid that you will stab me?

After piercing Zhu Tao with a shot, Peña smiled and didn't worry that he would die with Zhu Tao. He realized before that Zhu Tao's explosive talent could not be maintained for long. If he ran away, the other party would not have a good way to deal with him.

But since he jumped out, he was absolutely sure.

When this spear hits the opponent, it will bring with it a huge amount of knowledge shock. This is the inheritance method of the Parthian Empire's talent, the spear of will, and the spear of knowledge. It is part of the empire's inheritance, but the person who is stabbed will be shaken by the huge amount of knowledge invasion and the subsequent impact of will.

This is a forced brainwashing technology, relying on the flushing of knowledge and the impact of will to directly affect the inheritor from the root. Conversely, this thing is undoubtedly a top-level attack method.

Even Zhu Tao, who was determined to break free, was affected by this spear. The horse spear that was originally slashing towards Peña paused for a moment, and then Peña escaped calmly.

"Sure enough, the spear of knowledge is really useful." Peña was carrying a long spear and was about to leave. However, at this moment, Peña's back was suddenly hit by a heavy punch. Even with the protection of armor, Peña was knocked to the ground on the spot. That was Zhu Tao's shattered left arm.

"Ten..." Zhu Tao coughed up blood, his eyes switching between confusion and clarity, and walked towards Peña, who had fallen to the ground with a high probability of a broken heart, but was trying to save himself by super-speed recovery, with heavy and swaying steps. However, he fell down after only a few steps.

"Damn..." Peña spat out blood clots and climbed up with difficulty. In this kind of battlefield, even if he and Zhu Tao were far away from the core area, it would be normal for others to pick up their heads if they fell down like this. Peña, as a noble living inheritance, had a considerable status under Ardashir. How could he be willing to die here like this?

"No, it's you who should die." Zhu Gai's big shield hit Peña's head, and one blow killed Peña, who was seriously injured and dying and was being treated. Then Zhu Gai looked at his father lying in the mud and sighed. He knew it would be like this. His father never planned to go back when he came.

"Dad..." Zhu Beggar walked to Zhu Tao's side. At this time, they had basically suppressed the Holy Death Knights on the main battlefield. Just as Zhu Tao said, there were only a few Holy Death Knights, so why are you afraid? Just fight head-on and kill them directly. What is there to be afraid of?

"The one just now is on your head. Ten of you." Zhu Beggar picked up Zhu Tao and said softly. When he saw the old man before, he realized that the old man had no intention of coming back. Even if he had many complaints about the old man, the old man was his father after all.

Zhu Tao seemed to let go of his obsession when he heard this. He slowly closed his eyes. Zhu Beg carried Zhu Tao and walked towards the road. He was actually seriously injured, but he was young and could hold on.

"Die!" Peng Hong picked up the heavy flail he picked up and kicked Xu Yuan, who was lying on the ground, away, and then caught the Holy Death Knights rushing over by himself.

"Ahem, Uncle Peng, survive!" When Xu Yuan was kicked out, he shouted at Peng Hong as loudly as he could, but his voice was not as loud as before, and was even covered by the sound of rain. A centurion of the Holy Death Knights almost killed him.

"Live a fart!" Peng Hong turned his back to Xu Yuan, and his muscles trembled and swelled. His body shape became less coordinated. The huge swollen muscles, together with his lower limbs, formed an inverted triangle. Then the heavy flail was thrown out by Peng Hong, and it screamed at subsonic speed, hitting the Holy Death Knights around.

The overall situation did suppress the Holy Death Knights, but in some areas, the top bosses still needed to suppress them fearlessly to solve the problem. If they were a little lax, they might be overturned by the Holy Death Knights, but the old guys, whether in terms of ruthlessness or awareness, were not inferior to the Holy Death Knights, and even surpassed them in many aspects.

In addition, Xu Huang arranged his troops in battle array and let the main forces pass through the tunnel at the fastest speed. Ardashir's idea of ​​driving the Han army out completely lost its basis for execution.

"It came out now?" Barak listened to the news sent by his liaison personnel with some emotion. You know, this mountain road is only 20 meters wide. To put it bluntly, a batch of 20 people lined up to pass through, and it would take about 15 minutes for 10,000 people. As a result, under Ardashir's blockade, Xu Huang actually broke through the blockade of the mountain road on time.

"Yes." Canland replied quickly.

"Then it depends on us now. To be honest, I actually want to fight with Ardashir now, bypass Ardashir directly from here to encircle Ardashir, and bet on a complete victory." Barak turned his head and looked at his officers and said.

"This is really an opportunity." The other officers and officers did not dare to respond after hearing this, only Kabechi gave a positive answer after thinking for a while.

"You have the courage. My father-in-law has many problems, but his vision is indeed worthy of recognition." Barak said with a smile, "Let's attack the city where Ardashir was stationed before, occupy it, and directly complete the previous strategic plan."

"But there..." Kabeqi frowned.

"If we strangle Ardashir directly, if something unexpected happens, Ardashir may be defeated by us. But if we can't take the northwest entrance of the Kabul Valley for defense, everything we do will basically be meaningless and there will be no way to reverse the decline." Barak said with a chuckle.

Kabeqi nodded after hearing this. He could understand this idea, but he was somewhat unhappy with it. In his opinion, this is indeed an opportunity, an opportunity to annihilate Ardashir. To be honest, the entire Ardashir force does not even have an heir. As long as Ardashir can be annihilated, the current situation in Kabul, as long as the Kushans don't have time to look north, for the Cao family, this place will naturally be at their fingertips.

However, Barak was right. If something unexpected happened during the fight against Ardashir, even if the Holy Death Knights were completely destroyed and only a few dozen people were left, what would happen? Ardashir was not dead yet, and the Holy Death Knights would at most have a problem with their blood-making function. Just like now, in the past five or six years, the Holy Death Knights have made thousands of blood. Although it is a bit slow, it is not completely unable to recover blood.

After all, Ardashir's Heart Abyss can indeed create miracles. Although this miracle has now become a reality, not as conceptual as before, miracles are miracles after all. Even if it is a weakness, it is difficult for most people to deal with it.

"The problem is that it is not easy to take over there." Bellona frowned and said.

"This is where the significance of all the fellow villagers comes into play. What is the meaning of bringing you here? Do you understand?" Barak said with a smile. I, Barak, am in Herat and have no influence on this side, but I have appeared under your city. Ardashir has gone out. Let you pretend to be confused with the knowledge, don't you know?

"What about the subsequent encirclement and suppression?" Bellona frowned and said, "Ardashir is not stupid. If we get in here, there will be problems at the strategic level."

"Then we will have to fight for our lives." Barak said calmly.

I started saving my drafts. The author is really screwed. I finally accumulated some combat power, but it was wasted again.