The First Cause of All Realms

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hum~

A trance, the scene changes.

When I opened my eyes again, it was the familiar battlefield of the setting sun, still the familiar flags like a forest.

The only difference is that he is no longer in the Sword and Shield Battalion, but is standing in front of the army formation with a spear in his hand.

Standing here, he can see more clearly.

Under the setting sun that slanted westward, the shadow of Liuji Mountain was even thicker, and the scroll of the Daming Dragon Banner became more and more crimson as blood, and became more and more grand.

And he finally saw the army formation where the legendary King Zhao of the West Palace was.

"At least ten miles..."

Yang Yu took a deep breath.

The second time I entered this battlefield, although I still could not adapt to the extremely strong evil spirit in the army, it was better than the first time.

However, the distance is still too far.

He was so far away that he couldn't see the exact appearance of the King Zhao of the West Palace.

And wanting to travel more than ten miles on this battlefield is simply a dream.

woohoo~

The low horn sounded again.

At the same time, the black armored elite cavalry under the shadow of Liuji Mountain was also touched, and with the overwhelming momentum, rushed to the middle army where Da Li Dazhen was located!

Everything is a repeat of the previous one.

The blood energy of thousands of Mysterious Armored Knights is connected to each other, just like the essence, blocking the overwhelming arrows.

Then, he launched a terrifying charge that made Yang Yu tremble physically and mentally even if he saw it for the second time.

Where is the cavalry charge?

In his feeling, it was as if the thousands of miles of mountains had collapsed, and with an irresistible force, they would be completely destroyed here!

Boom!

It was like the thunder was rolling in from the horizon, the earth was shaking, and many soldiers in the pioneer spear battalion showed fear.

"kill!"

The sound of roaring and fighting resounded through the sky.

This time, Yang Prison persisted for a shorter time than the last time, but when he left, he finally saw the legendary King Zhao of the West Palace take action!

Under the sheet metal full-body helmet, the young man with no face can be seen.

Like an arrow shot by a fairy, with a peerless edge that penetrated everything, it smashed through the sergeants and went straight to the central army!

There is nothing to stop him from looking at him.

...

the third time,

the fourth time,

the fifth time

...

Fighting again and again, dying again and again.

The dangers of the battlefield are far from individual killings, and even gang killings can be compared.

Even if Yang Yu tried his best, the best time was to kill a mysterious knight in the siege.

As a price, the hundreds of soldiers they surrounded and killed, including him, were all killed by him on the verge of death.

But in such an army formation, regardless of life and death, the gains were equally huge, and the progress of other martial arts except the sword technique beheading was greatly improved.

Comparable to the outside world for years of hard work.

hum~

Another scene change, Yang Yu opened his eyes blankly, and his heart was shocked:

"This is, the Central Army?!"

The yellow-bottomed red-sun flag, which symbolized the location of the central army, was only 30 feet away from him, so close that he could see the flag moving with the wind.

Thirty feet!

Yang prison's spirit was shocked.

Standing here, he could even see the elite armored soldiers surrounded by the central army, as well as the armored generals.

"Dali's famous general 'Wu Zhilong'..."

Looking at the elegant middle-aged man surrounded by all the soldiers, Yang Yu's eyes brightened and he remembered which battle this was.

In the "Second Year of Qingsheng", Li Yuan, the **** of the Dali Army, led an army of millions to Liuji Mountain, the site of the Three World Wars. Among them, the army fought Henry Zhangba in the Nanye Plain.

This is the battle of Henry Zhang's fame, and he has some memories.

According to legend, Zhang Xuanba issued a military order in this battle, leading 8,000 black armored cavalry to attack the 230,000-strong Dali famous general Wu Zhilong.

It is said that he used his peerless force to pierce through the Dali army formation, slashed 31 Dali generals, and captured the Dragon of Wu under the fire of the divine arm crossbow!

"Eight thousand people..."

Hearing the 'woo woo' howling resumed, Yang Yu smiled bitterly in his heart.

In addition, when he heard about Henry Zhang's battle, he had never practiced martial arts, and at that time he only thought that the rumors were exaggerated.

The King of Zhao of the West Palace used his soldiers like a god, and he ambushed to win.

"Thundering and popular, and coming first, this King Zhao of the West Palace seems to be in a position that is not stable enough at this time, and he will not be defeated any time..."

The thoughts turned around in his heart, but Yang Yu's heart moved.

Eight thousand people must defeat 200,000 soldiers who are good at fighting. If the commander is not captured, even if Henry Zhang really has unparalleled military power, his subordinates will be killed and wounded.

Therefore, he attacked the Dali Central Army, not to show force, but to do it.

Because he only belongs to this team.

He can't win, he can only win!

"Zhang Xuanba..."

Taking a deep breath of turbid air, Yang Yu clenched the long knife in his palm and waited for him.

The randomness of his identity is uncontrollable. This is the eighth time he has entered the 'Liujishan Battlefield'. Even if this time is counted, he will only have four chances.

Missing this time, he didn't know if he could be so lucky to be close to the Central Army.

Boom!

Amid the thunderous sound of horse hooves, the war broke out again.

At this time, in the midst of the soldiers of the Chinese army, Yang Yu could see clearly that the famous general Wu Zhilong was far from being as incompetent as the legends said.

It is sitting in the middle army, dispatching the whole army to twist, and strangling the mysterious knights little by little like a grinding disc. It seems that the casualties are heavy, but in fact the masters are sitting firmly in the middle army.

It seems to be preparing to besiege this rising star in the Ming army?

"It's not that Henry Zhang wants to break the army alone, but he is forced to be helpless..."

Looking at the fiery dragon and horse coming across, Yang Yu clenched the long sword and muttered in his heart.

There is only one sentence in history: "The King of Zhao led his elite cavalry eight thousand dragons that broke the great distance from the martial arts in the south of Liuji Mountain".

In contrast, everything in front of us is closer to unofficial history.

It's just that this famous general never imagined that he was not facing more than a prince with a powerful mother's family.

He is also a bright star in the 400-year history of the Ming Dynasty.

"Dragon of Wu!"

A loud shout echoed inside and outside the Chinese army.

This was the first time Yang Yu had heard the voice of the King Zhao of the West Palace alive, and then he saw this peerless general.

It is not the sharp-mouthed monkey cheeks and thin as a ghost in the rumors, nor is it the fortitude and courage in the history books, who is as handsome as a god.

Chi Yunlong, who was about 10 feet tall, was a young man who was neither tall nor short, and whose appearance was unremarkable, even at first glance.

However, he is dressed like a fire cloak, and with the blessing of **** soldiers, it is enough to make anyone look terrified.

Yang prison could see clearly.

In the middle of the army, dozens of armored generals were all facing the enemy, and the horses were even more frightened and neighed when they sat down.

Boom!

As the sound waves reverberated, a gust of wind suddenly erupted in the army!

One person and one horse came through a thousand troops, and wherever they passed, people turned their backs on their horses, and countless sergeants were scattered like straw.

Not to mention the arrows shot from all directions, they couldn't get close at all, they were swept by the strong wind and lost their aim, causing huge casualties to their own people.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!"

The shrill neighing of the horses and horses resounded along with the crackling of bones and muscles that sounded like a cannonball.

For a while, the Chinese army screamed again and again, blood and stumps flying.

The Chinese army is in chaos!

"good chance!"

The central army was in chaos, some people screamed in terror and others retreated, Yang Yu's eyes lit up.

But it was waving a long sword and pretending to kill, but in fact it was approaching where Wu Zhilong was.

Henry Zhang is extremely powerful, and his crotch is chasing the wind and the red cloud horse is even faster in the world. Thousands of miles of battlefield follow him, and it is impossible to catch up with him.

If you want to face this King Zhao of the West Mansion, the only thing you can do is in the big tent of the Central Army!

"How dare Huangkou child be so arrogant?!"

The sound of violent shouting came from the Dali Central Army.

A tall and burly middle-aged man clad in full body armor strode away with a long roar, a one-legged bronze figure in his palm pulling a terrifying airflow.

At the same time, there are people from all directions, either driving horses or moving around, killing Henry Zhang by various means.

"The generation who inserts the mark and sells the first dare to ambush the young master?!"

In the long howl, Henry Zhang urged the horse forward, and the phoenix wings pointed directly at the yellow-bottomed red sun flag a hundred feet away:

"Whoever stops me will die!"

Boom!

With a huge roar.

A member of the surrounding generals was knocked flying, and the tough ones were smashed into flesh and smashed, and were swept up by the strong wind, blowing other people's faces.

There is simply no one who can stand in their way!

Faced with such a terrifying means, even a hundred warriors were horrified and pale.

They may not be afraid of death, but that doesn't mean they don't want to live.

"Hahaha!"

In the long laughter, Yang Prison saw that person rushing in, the smoke and dust behind him could not stand, but it was piled up into a thick and long carpet of flesh and blood.

"Xuanba child!"

At this moment, Wu Zhilong, who was standing behind the big scorpion, suddenly spoke.

His voice is long and heavy, with strong penetrating power, even on a battlefield where various voices are mixed, it can be conveyed several miles away:

"For you alone, it cost me tens of thousands of losses for the three armies! This deal is not a loss for Daming!"

Swish!

As his voice echoed, Zhongjun suddenly fell into a dead silence.

"God Arm Crossbow?!"

A sergeant let out a wailing, and everyone fled wildly, or fell to the ground, or what was more, went straight into the hole in the ground.

"not good!"

The face of Yang Yu, who was approaching the central army, changed greatly.

Under the banner of the Central Army, around the Dragon of Wu, there were more than 300 Divine Arm Crossbows!

It is not an inferior and defective product in Heishan City, but a real weapon of the country. According to legend, it can penetrate the city wall.

These divine arm crossbows may not kill Yang Xuanba, but it is more than enough to kill him!

"Wu Sheng, can't you kill him?"

Wu Zhilong sneered indifferently.

Those 300 large crossbows, like siege crossbows, burst out with terrifying murderous intentions amid the souring sound of machine expansion.

Locked up Henry Zhang who was a hundred feet away!

"God Arm Crossbow..."

Looking at the divine arm crossbow with murderous intent, Henry Zhang sneered suddenly:

"Xiao Yuan never told you that within a hundred zhang, can I be an enemy country?!"

boom!

If there is a thunderclap.

"kill!"

Henry Zhang jumped up from the back of the horse, and the phoenix wings danced at high speed in the wind, turning into a lifelike dragon of the wind.

In the face of three hundred divine arm crossbows, instead of retreating, advance!

"shoot!"

Wu Zhilong no longer talks nonsense, the moment Henry Zhang got up, he already ordered.

bang bang bang ~~~

Thousands of explosions mingled together!

At this moment, the battlefield seemed to be flooded with thunder, which could be heard from a dozen miles away, and everyone looked back.

I saw an air dragon facing countless divine arms and arrows, swept across hundreds of feet, blew up countless stumps and broken arms, and smashed the central army!

"General!"

Some of the soldiers cried out in grief, and their morale plummeted.

"Dragon of Wu..."

Henry Zhang laughed loudly and didn't care about the multiple arrow wounds that were pierced through his body.

With one hand, the dragon of martial arts is about to retreat.

It seems that among these 200,000 troops, no one can stop them from coming and going!

Or ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ no one dares to stop!

"what?!"

Suddenly, Henry Zhang raised his eyebrows.

I saw in the pile of dead bodies, a soldier who seemed to have been wiped off half of his body by a divine arm crossbow, even with most of his internal organs leaking out,

With a will that made him a little surprised, he got up.

Then, he slashed at himself with a knife.

"Good warrior!"

Looking around the Dali generals who were in a dilemma, Henry Zhang couldn't help but give a small compliment, and gently chopped down:

"Who are you?"

The half-crippled soldier gritted his teeth and roared, flying up:

"Qingzhou Yang Prison!"

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