God's Summoner

Chapter 1335 The Crying Jiang Wenhuan
"Bang bang bang!"

The corpses of the coalition forces continued to fall.

Although Su Qin died, the influence of his hidden attribute of "He Zong" still exists.

This kind of stunt, which surpasses the hidden attributes of Zhuge Liang and Shen Gongbao, erupted on the battlefield of tens of thousands of people at this moment, and the impact it brought was simply too great.

Under this influence, among the millions of coalition troops under Jiang Wenhuan's command, armored soldiers were constantly affected by their minds and minds, and then they were attacked by blood energy around them. Under the bloodshot eyes, they all drew their swords and committed suicide.

"Bang bang bang!"

"Crash!"

Double combo, the corpses of the allied forces fell into the sea of ​​blood like dumplings, splashing countless blood.

Soon, fear began to spread, and all the coalition forces, including super masters such as Dongfang Aoki and Beitang Mo, began to tremble, and the panic in their eyes was hard to hide.

Logically speaking, they abandoned their families and careers and followed Jiang Wenhuan to this southern border to ambush Ji Kao, without any fear in their hearts, and even death could not shake their minds.

but……

They are not afraid of dying on the battlefield, not afraid of dying under the guns of Qin Guojia soldiers, nor afraid of being wiped out by the whole army, and dying together with Qin State.

What they are afraid of is that they will fall into the disgusting and filthy sea of ​​blood like pieces of carrion, and then become puppets without wisdom and controlled by Zhao Kuangyin.

Even, after they became puppets, they would raise their knives to kill their partners and family members.

So, under this kind of fear, even if they didn't get Jiang Wenhuan's order to retreat, they quickly withdrew from the battlefield, gathered together, and dispersed the power of their true essence, as if they wanted to kill the plague and make many of their brothers Fear of suicide, isolated.

The temporary retreat of the coalition forces gave the Qin side some respite.

"Hoohoo!"

Bai Qi breathed violently, and the technique of devouring was operating to the extreme, wanting to absorb a little bit of spiritual energy from the thick blood around him to supplement his overdrawn true essence.

"Cough cough!"

Kuafu coughed violently. On his chest, there were countless spears that were several tens of feet in size, and bloodstained on them.

These spears, thrown by many Eastern Rubimon giants before, penetrated deeply into his body and seriously injured him.

"Oh, my old pig is dying, my old pig needs to rest!"

Bajie was so tired that he stuck out his tongue, he couldn't even lift the rake in his hand, and he found a few white flour steamed buns out of nowhere, and stuffed them into his mouth.

Although he is powerful, he was caught in the siege of tens of thousands of coalition forces just now, and he didn't have Yang Jian's ability, so he was naturally injured.

Nezha, Song Jiang, Chang'e and other generals of the Qin Kingdom were also covered in wounds at the moment, and their expressions were sluggish.

As for Yang Jian and Tiannv Hanyan, although their bodies were not injured much and their physical bodies were extremely strong, after repeated battles, their true energy had long been insufficient, and their faces were full of fatigue.

All the generals of the Qin State looked like this, not to mention the many Qin soldiers and hundreds of thousands of monks.

In the big battle just now, they broke out with all their strength and killed twice as many coalition forces as their own, and they were already close to running out of fuel.

At this moment, they finally had a chance to breathe, so naturally they would not let it go, one by one immediately sat cross-legged to meditate, and began to recuperate.

However, after sitting down, thousands of armored soldiers and monks never woke up again, and died of exhaustion in this battle, as if they had fallen asleep.

……

The temporarily resting battlefield made the world suddenly become silent, and the only sounds were the fight between Xue Haiji Kao and the four Kuafu below, and the quaint spell in Zhao Kuangyin's mouth.

However, in the silence, the twelve blood pillars trembled more violently, and the blood shadow in them became clearer.

Seeing such a scene, everyone in the field knew that the Twelve Ancestral Witches were about to come back to life! ! !
"Master Hou, to fight or not to fight, to retreat or not to retreat, please decide?"

Dongfang Qingmu took a deep breath, raised his hand to wipe the black blood from the corner of his mouth, then stood up, and spoke in a deep voice towards Jiang Wenhuan.

Just now, he fought fiercely with Bai Qi. Although Bai Qi was seriously injured, he was also seriously injured by Bai Qi.

Moreover, he knew even more that if he wanted to kill Bai Qi, the price he would pay would definitely be his own life.

Not only Bai Qi, but all Qin Jia soldiers are like this now.

Calculated in this way, if the coalition forces want to win this time, they will have to pay at least... 150 million people.

This kind of price is too huge, especially for the coalition forces with less than 400 million people left, it is even more painful.

Facing Dongfang Qingmu's words, Jiang Wenhuan didn't answer.

He knelt in the void, occasionally blood rain fell on his face, making crackling noises.

The rain of blood flowed into his mouth and slid into his stomach, making him feel a little salty and astringent, just like the tears he had shed many years ago.

However, Jiang Wenhuan lowered his head at the moment, so no one could see what was flowing into his mouth, was it blood or tears?
"Lord Hou, Lord Hou!!!"

Dongfang Qingmu was still shouting, but Jiang Wenhuan never responded.

His eyes were cloudy, filled with self-blame, regret, and helplessness.At the same time, he could clearly feel that many armored soldiers under his command were dying one by one, falling into the sea of ​​blood one by one.

A few days ago, I stood in front of Xiongcheng, raised my arms and shouted, gathering tens of thousands of troops.

I promised them that I would lead them to destroy the Qin State, and then compete in the world to achieve a great cause for thousands of years.

But now, tens of millions of coalition forces, tens of thousands of brothers, 600 million people have turned into corpses floating in the sea of ​​blood, and they have become the puppet blood army they are most unwilling and disgusting.

"Crash!"

The sea of ​​blood roared, as if 600 million dead souls were crying and denouncing Jiang Wenhuan's crimes.

Finally, Jiang Wenhuan raised his head, his eyes were blood red, and two lines of blood and tears flowed from the corners of his eyes.

He opened his mouth, knelt down in mid-air, tasted the bitterness of the blood of himself and his brothers, and cried heart-piercingly like a helpless child.

"Do not!!!"

"Do not!!!"

"Do not!!!"

He knelt on the bloody field, his voice was extremely hoarse, and he looked extraordinarily sad, straight to the sky.

Once, he fantasized about the final battle and the destruction of Qin.

He also fantasized that he would join forces with tens of thousands of troops, break through the court song, and become the king of Zhou.

However, in today's world-class battle, all beautiful fantasies were ruthlessly torn to shreds.

Just like the agreement he once thought between himself and Su Qin, the two men under the moonlight, was ruthlessly torn to pieces.

The shattering of the fantasy crushed Jiang Wenhuan's unsteady mind, and made him kneel on the sea of ​​blood that had swallowed up his 600 million brothers, weeping bitterly.

　ps: amount! ! !I have always admired Lao Jiang, although he is always blacked out in the book.However, just as Su Qin admired Lao Jiang, this is a real man.Although Lao Jiang didn't have many roles, but when he was talking and laughing, under the moonlight, he handed over the huge Donglu to Su Qin. What kind of courage was this? ? ?Just like the conversation between Su Qin and Zhao Kuangyin in southern Xinjiang... "With such courage, who can compare with it? Who dares to compare???"

　　It's just a pity that from the very beginning, Lao Jiang's fate was shamelessly arranged like this by me, alas, what a crime! ! !
　　
　
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