You Became A Killing God At The Beginning, Why Did Your Majesty Rebel?

The battle of 300,000 people was destined to turn the entire battlefield into a Shura field from the moment of the fight, with hell and cruelty everywhere!

The two armies fought at the beginning, and the competition was about the military tactics of the formation and the coordination of the various arms.

But in the end, it was a pure competition of combat power and willpower!

What so-called formations are useless, all arms have been completely killed together, and being able to survive is their biggest goal!

Long Qie was just bare-handed, without any weapons at all, and his whole body was emitting brilliant light, which made him look like a martial god.

The Supreme Bone roared in his chest, supporting him with the power of the Nujiang River.

Every punch he threw could kill all the enemies around him.

Blood splashed on his face, but it made his eyes even crazier.

The Snowland Mad Lion and the Six-winged Golden Cicada seemed insignificant in this battle of hundreds of thousands of people, but the two guys killed their way through!

The Snowland Mad Lion’s huge claws slapped a blood mist, spit out thunder, and pierced a string of candied haws.

Compared with the madness and barbarity of the Snowland Mad Lion, the Six-winged Golden Cicada’s main attack was to fight one by one without making a sound!

It was extremely fast, waving its four wings, turning the wings into swords, shuttling through the battlefield, harvesting lives wherever it went, and people were really like grass!

The Xianzhen Camp and the Great Snow Dragon Riders were even more invincible!

And the Eighteen Riders of Yanyun were the real invincible division. Wherever these eighteen people went, no matter how powerful you were, you would die as soon as you met them!

Even if there were a giant soul, it would not be able to stop the blades of these eighteen people!

Under the cloak, eighteen pairs of eyes stared at this Shura field, and they were the real death gods in this Shura field, and they would kill with swords!

Dangdangdang!

The battle was fierce, but at this moment, a harsh sound of gongs and drums sounded behind Daliang.

Very abruptly, Daliang actually called back the troops!

The army retreated quickly, like a wave, and Ning Fan did not chase after them. After a brief consideration, he chose to retreat to Yumen Pass.

It was not that Ning Fan did not want to swallow the other party in one breath.

It was really that the other party had too many people, and he was also entangled by a six-level saint.

He used all his trump cards, but still could not kill this great saint, which gave Ning Fan a headache.

Of course, he could not kill him, but the other party would definitely not feel good.

Especially when the destructive sword intent appeared, he almost broke him with one sword!

Ning Fan was also injured, but for him who possessed the Chaos Divine Body, this injury had no effect at all and he would recover quickly.

After that, both sides tacitly cleaned up the battlefield and completely withdrew their troops.

Inside Yumen Pass, Ning Fan looked at the battle report of this battle.

The 100,000-man army lost more than 10,000, and the other side lost nearly 30,000. If you only look at the numbers, then this battle is undoubtedly won by Youzhou.

However, the other side’s 200,000-man army, even if it lacked 30,000, is still a tiger coming down the mountain.

But Youzhou lost more than 10,000, and its strength dropped suddenly!

If the fight continues like this, it will obviously be disadvantageous to Youzhou.

“Grand Commander!”

Ye Xiangtian, Qingliu Wufei and others also walked into the military tent.

Ning Fan waved his hand to signal them to sit down.

“How do you feel about this battle?” Ning Fan asked in a deep voice.

Several people looked at each other, and Ye Xiangtian spoke: “The enemy’s army… is not simple, it is definitely a veteran who has been on the battlefield for a long time, and it can be regarded as an elite army!”

“The reason why we were able to kill nearly 30,000 enemies is actually entirely due to the Xianzhen Camp, the Great Snow Dragon Riders, and the two spirit beasts of the Grand Commander.”

“If it weren’t for them, our casualties would have to be at least doubled!”

In the tent, with Ye Xiangtian’s words, it became quiet.

Now the soldiers in their hands are still different from the enemy!

Among these soldiers, tens of thousands were the state soldiers of Youzhou before, some of them had experienced the last war, and some were new recruits trained by Gao Shun.

In other words, the combat power of these people did not reach expectations at all.

“After this battle, they will all undergo some transformation.”

Ning Fan suddenly spoke.

Everyone nodded in agreement.

What is a veteran and what is a new recruit?

What they lack is actually experience. The experience of being able to survive in a battlefield where life and death are unpredictable is extremely valuable to them!

Of course, in addition to this, it is momentum!

The momentum between them is completely different!

However, after this battle, the strength of these troops in Youzhou will be greatly improved.

First of all, morale!

As the commander-in-chief, Ning Fan did not hide behind the command, but rushed into the battlefield like them, but still led the way!

Such a move will naturally make the 100,000 troops in Youzhou excited!

Even their own commander is so fearless of life and death, what do they have to fear?

Secondly, experience is gradually improved, and after this battle, their experience will naturally increase.

“Grand Commander… This battle will probably be very tense!”

Ye Xiangtian suddenly said.

“If neither of us has any other support, it will definitely be a time-consuming tug-of-war with our current strength!”

Before Ye Xiangtian finished speaking, Ning Fan on the side interrupted: “If… a nine-level saint takes action, what will the result be?”

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Nine-level saint!

Ning Fan was referring to the Thirteenth Ancestor.

Ye Xiangtian and the others all changed their expressions, showing awe. When it comes to the Ninth Grand Saint, no one dares to look down on him, and they must be extremely awed.

“As a result… maybe we will win this battle, but I don’t think it’s realistic to annihilate a 200,000-man army!”

Ye Xiangtian said seriously.

Yes, indeed!

Ning Fan also nodded in agreement.

After all, it was a 200,000-man army. No, there are only more than 170,000 left now.

But, there were also 170,000!

That was a 170,000-man army, not 170,000 pigs!

It’s almost impossible to annihilate them all.

“And there are still a large army stationed at Qingshan Pass!”

“If we can’t annihilate them all, we will… be in great trouble!”

Ye Xiangtian said with a serious expression.

Hiss?

Several people looked at him, thinking that Ye Xiangtian was exaggerating.

How could a great disaster befall us?

“If the Nine-Grade Saint takes action, once the news spreads, and we are unable to completely annihilate them, Daliang… will definitely go all out!”

“At that time, the military god of Daliang will definitely take action, and will definitely bring the same Nine-Grade Saint to break through the barrier!”

“By that time, it will be a disaster for us!”

Ye Xiangtian analyzed word by word.

As soon as these words came out, everyone suddenly realized.

Then, everyone looked at Ning Fan.

Can this Nine-Grade Saint come out?