The bright moon dominated the world during the Qin Dynasty

The war is raging in the camp on the river bank, and the boat on the river is still in turmoil.

Just on the bow of the big boat, the sky and the earth were extremely quiet.

Donghuang Taiyi stretched out his hand, but Zhao Shuang's smile remained unchanged.

Within a moment, Donghuang Taiyi already knew the thoughts of the young man in front of him.

He put down his hand, and with the wave of his sleeves and robes, the barrier that originally separated the bow of the ship disappeared.

A group of soldiers who had been blocked rushed forward and surrounded Donghuang Taiyi.

Zhao Shuang smiled, stood up, and waved.

"Get back, no one is allowed to come up."

The soldiers who could protect the general's ship were the best among the best, but following Zhao Shuang's order, they immediately withdrew without any hesitation and blocked the bow of the ship.

Facing the gleaming cold sword, the generals of all countries were isolated, but they did not dare to raise any objections.

Although the general in front of him is young and not very mighty in appearance, he has the appearance of an unknown general, but he has the reality of being a famous general.

Once an order is given, everyone will obey.

Such power is rare.

But for the Yin Yang family, no matter how powerful the military strategist is, it is just a passing smoke to them.

The military strategists of the past dynasties were tyrannical for a while and dominated the world. There was no shortage of them. They were all white and incorruptible.

Five hundred years ago, the Yin Yang family broke away from Taoism and formed its own sect, pursuing the limits of heaven and man.

Since King Ping moved eastward and the Zhou Dynasty declined, the world has been in chaos for five hundred years, but the Yin and Yang family has also been standing for five hundred years.

The world is getting more chaotic and the military force is getting stronger. In the long years, the Yin Yang family has witnessed many things, but not many like this one.

"General Zhao, did you know that many people will die if you step on this river bank. And you have no chance to look back."

Donghuang Taiyi's voice became ethereal again, and he didn't care about the chaos here and now.

In fact, at this time, the sky was blazing with war, and the sound of killing was going on in the battlefield, but Donghuang Taiyi was aloof, like an outsider.

"The kindness of the leader of the Yin Yang family surprised me a little."

Donghuang Taiyi lowered his head and spoke slowly.

"Before I came here, I wanted to kill you. But after I came, I realized that it would be a pity to kill you right now. But now, I realize that I can't kill you at this time."

Donghuang Taiyi raised his foot and stepped down, but he was already standing on the bow of the ship, on the wide railing behind Zhao Shuang.

Zhao Shuang did not look back. The originally calm river surface was now turbulent, with splashing water and a faint smell of blood.

"What I just said still stands. Until this ship docks, the position of deputy leader of the Yin Yang Family will still be reserved for General Zhao."

The big boat was still moving forward, but the people on the deck were holding their breath. They couldn't hear Donghuang Taiyi's words, but they could feel the heavy power.

The ship suddenly slowed down, and the general who was holding his breath suddenly leaned forward. Before he looked up again, the man in black robe standing on the bow railing had disappeared.

Fell into the river?

Everyone was confused, but saw that Zhao Shuang had already stood up and waved.

The soldiers on several large boats behind him got the order and pulled away the linoleum cloth that had been covering it, revealing the bed crossbow inside.

The powerful crossbow is flying, and only the clanging sound of the string can be heard.

The crossbow bolt was shot out, and the sharp crossbow bolt pierced through the hard bronze outer layer of the machine beast on the river bank, causing it to fall instantly.

"Mo family?"

On the cliff in the distance, Gongshu Qiu murmured slightly, feeling familiar as he watched his machine beast on the river bank being pierced by the powerful crossbows of the coalition forces.

"The Mohist family prides themselves on being all-round and non-offensive. They have always only fought defensive battles. How can they help the five-nation coalition now?"

Yun Zhongjun stood beside Gong Shuqiu, with some doubts in his voice.

As an old rival of the Yin Yang family, Yun Zhongjun is too familiar with the bad temper of the so-called knights of the Mo family.

"Confucianism and Mohism are the most prominent schools in the world, but they are just people who only focus on fame and are unrealistic."

Gongshu Chou smiled. Even though he was not very good at military affairs, as Gongshu's trap beasts fell one by one, he could see that the situation on the battlefield was actually not good.

"The public losers can take money from the Qin State, but can't the Mohists take the money from the Five Kingdoms Allied Forces?"

"But no information was obtained in advance, and there is no trace of Mohist disciples operating among the coalition forces."

Both the Yin-Yang family and the Gongshu family regard the Mohist family as their great enemy, but their targets are different.

"How can people from the Mohist family participate in this kind of war because they are just trying to gain fame? However, there should be people in the coalition forces who are closely related to the Mohist family. Otherwise, the Mohist family would not let the coalition forces bring over these improved crossbows. "

"That's interesting, who is it?"

"Who it is, it's not my business to worry about."

Gong Shuqiu seemed to be out of interest, no longer paying attention to the battlefield, and turned around to leave.

Yun Zhongjun turned his head slightly and glanced at Gong Shuqiu's figure from the corner of his eyes.

"The Gongshu family's machine beast was defeated by the Mo family like this, and Master Gongshu didn't seem to care."

"They are just some old machine beasts. If they are not smashed by the coalition forces here, they will be thrown away in the ravine sooner or later. What a pity."

When Zhao Shuang set foot on the land on the other side, the war was coming to an end.

Pang Nuan stood in the distance, watching a bloody battle, with no mud on his clothes, and his momentum became deeper and deeper.

In the surrounding land, the coalition camps were in ruins. More and more coalition soldiers came ashore and began to encircle and suppress the people in the trap who had not escaped.

Zhao Shuang was not interested in this, so he took a few steps forward and came to Pang Nuan's side.

At dusk, the sun was fading, and the light was shining, making it difficult to open my eyes.

There will be destruction from heaven and earth, monsters and monsters.

Although Luo Wang retreated, what he left behind was just cannon fodder, which could be replenished at any time.

"As the commander-in-chief of the coalition forces, putting yourself in danger may not be a good thing for the soldiers and generals behind you."

Pang Nuan personally directed the battle, and after the battle, his breath was very stable.

"I'm already an octogenarian, what should I be afraid of?"

Pang Nuan smiled easily, but Zhao Shuang knew that Lu Buwei's power was not so easy to bear.

The coalition forces are full of momentum, but few of the so-called elites can actually be used.

If Pang Nuan didn't need to win a series of big victories to stabilize the military morale of these people, he would never be able to get here, let alone the battle that would continue on Qinchuan for the next eight hundred miles.

It seems that he uses his troops like a god, but he has no choice but to do so. It is a dangerous journey, but the road is already difficult.

"Send troops to attack Qin!"

Pang Nuan gave the order, and the generals of the countries behind him were magnificent. The blood light not only scares people, but can also stimulate the most primitive desires in people's hearts.

At this moment, Zhao Shuang raised his head, and as the twilight deepened, eight strong murderous auras came from the remaining gate in the distance.

The murderous intention was not directed at Pang Nuan, the commander-in-chief of the coalition forces, but at Zhao Shuang.

In the midst of thousands of voices, Zhao Shuang took advantage of the situation and saw eight swordsmen arrayed above the gate. Their figures seemed to be erratic, but in fact they were extremely powerful.

As the coalition forces killed the last assassin in the trap, the figures of these eight people had disappeared.

"The first grade of Tianzi, the Eight Swords of the King of Yue."

Zhao Shuang's eyes darkened, this gift from Luo Wang was really important!