Xuanhuan: Unparalleled Prince, Conquer the Heavens!

Chapter 156 Death Battle
After all, the time for the rise of the Great Qin Empire was too short. Two years ago, it was just a small border country, and most of its citizens were ordinary people.

Even though the top combat power has come up now, the basic strength is insufficient, and it will show up as soon as they arrive on the battlefield.

Ordinary Daqin soldiers were not opponents of Wandaoyu disciples at all. They fell in a pool of blood after just one round of fighting.

"It's so weak, it's like slaughtering a dog!"

A Lan Haizong disciple drew back his weapon, and at his feet lay the body of a Daqin soldier. This was already the sixth enemy he had killed.

Without hesitation, he looked around, and soon locked on to another target, striding forward.

He wants revenge!

To avenge the dead elder and the dead brother.

"Kill! Kill me! Don't leave alive!"

Mo Shi was suspended in the low sky, looking at the corpses of the Great Qin soldiers everywhere, he couldn't help showing a cruel smile.

Whether it is for the sake of reputation or to suppress the morale of the Great Qin Empire, the soldiers of the Great Qin who participated in the war must die.

"Damn it, it can't go on like this!"

Yuan Tiangang was also paying attention to the battlefield while fighting the fifth ancestor of the immortals, and secretly became anxious. If this continues, the million Qin army will not last long.

The death of a million people is enough to set off monstrous waves and cause turmoil in the Great Qin Empire.

"Fighting this ancestor, you dare to distract yourself, you will die!"

The patriarch of Qunxianzong sneered, the war sword flickered with cold light, and suddenly stabbed forward.

Yuan Tiangang was alert, and with a wave of his hand, a sword energy pierced the air, blocking the attack of the ancestors of the immortals.

"Master Yuan, we must rush out of the attack of the Fifth Patriarch of the Immortals and rescue the soldiers!"

With the golden ancient book on his head, Wang Yangming was bathed in golden light, broke through the blockade of sword energy, walked to Yuan Tiangang, and hurriedly transmitted the voice.

The two are powerful in fighting, even in the formation of the five ancestors of the immortals, they are safe and sound.

But at the same time, they were unable to defeat the fifth group of immortals.

The formation formed by the five holy warriors is extremely powerful and terrifying, and even the strongest of the holy kings will have to spend a lot of effort to break through it.

"Taoism, ten thousand thunders strike the top!"

Yuan Tiangang nodded, the battle sword was suspended in the air, his hands were constantly changing, very mysterious, and a strange energy was generated, spreading towards the sky.

Just for a moment, a group of dark clouds appeared in Jiutian, and the electric light flickered inside, and there was a buzzing sound.

Boom.
Thunder rumbled, and a bolt of lightning several tens of feet thick descended from the sky, shaped like a thunder dragon, baring its teeth and claws, trying to suppress and kill those who defied the sky.

The Fifth Patriarch of the Immortals raised his head, and before he had time to defend himself, he was struck by the lightning and turned into black men, with their hair standing on end and exuding a burnt smell.

"Ahem, you are still a magician!"

An ancestor of the immortals opened his mouth, exhaled a few mouthfuls of black smoke, and roared in horror, his tone full of envy and hatred.

There is such a pride in the small Great Qin Empire!

Not only is his swordsmanship superb, but he also comprehends the nine-level sword accident, and he is actually a magician who can communicate the power of heaven and earth and summon heaven and thunder to fight.

Ordinary people can get one of them, enough to be proud of the world and live happily ever after.

What's more, they are proficient in both. They have been through several eras and met countless heavenly talents. Even the disciples of the Holy Land in the middle of the mainland are not so evil.

"die!"

"When this person grows up, he must be the sect's great enemy!"

The five ancestors of the group of immortals looked at each other with murderous intent in their eyes. With a wave of their hand, one of them took out a pagoda from the portable space and threw it towards the sky. In the blink of an eye, it was hundreds of feet in size, tightly protecting the five people.

Thunder bursts, all struck on the pagoda, did not cause any damage to the five ancestors of the immortals.

"Wind Astral Technique!"

Yuan Tiangang's face remained unchanged, his hands changed again, and a gust of wind blew up in the void, transforming into sharp blades, like a sword that filled the sky, showing its sharpness.

"Body shield!"

An ancestor of the Immortal Sect yelled, took out a shield, injected spiritual energy into it, and transformed into a shield with identical sides on all sides, wrapping the bodies of the five people.

clang clang clang.
There was a clear and pleasant sound, and the wind blade hit the shield, sparks shot out, but failed to break through the defense.

Later, Yuan Tiangang used Taoism several times, but they were all resisted by various treasures, so that the precious light of the void flickered, overshadowing the brilliance produced by the spiritual energy.

Wang Yangming and Yuan Tiangang frowned, they didn't know what to say, they carried several self-defense treasures with them, these five ancestors of the immortal sect were too afraid of death!

However, then again, there are quite a lot of treasures in this group of Immortal Sects!

"Give up resistance! You can't break through the defense of this ancestor!"

An ancestor of the Immortal Sect said triumphantly.

"war!"

"kill!"

Yuan Tiangang and Wang Yangming did not answer, and launched a fierce attack.

The two sides fought together again, every move and style contained a terrifying attack, and they had no time to take care of the others.

The war on the ground is still going on!

The number of casualties of Daqin soldiers continued to increase.

Most of the defense line of tens of miles has fallen. If they continue to retreat, it will be a vast plain with no defense.

"We can only stick to our positions. Once we exit the plain, we will die faster!"

A bloodied and seriously injured general walked to the front line after simply bandaging the wound, looked at the wounded soldiers lying on the ground, and said in a deep voice.

The atmosphere was heavy, the soldiers clenched their weapons tightly and did not speak. They had just experienced a fierce battle and finally repelled the enemy, so they could rest for a few minutes.

They should rest well and wait for the next battle!

"Kill it."

About ten minutes later, the sound of killing came from outside the position, and the injured Qin soldiers stood up and prepared to fight, holding their weapons.

At the highest point, hundreds of archers bowed their bows and set arrows, and shot several rounds of arrows, killing more than a dozen Wandaoyu disciples.

"Soldiers, fight!"

The general roared loudly, standing on the mound, standing with his sword horizontally, the blood-stained red cloak on his back was hunting, his momentum was like a rainbow.

Thousands of soldiers stood behind him one by one, with extremely firm expressions.

Rumble!
Two minutes later, the battle broke out, blood splashed, and the earth was dyed red.

In the face of a powerful enemy, it often takes the sacrifice of a dozen soldiers of the Great Qin to kill an enemy. At a glance, all the soldiers lying on the ground are Qin soldiers.

There are many more scenes like this!

The only one who can gain the upper hand is the [-] Great Qin Iron Cavalry, but surrounded by disciples from the Wandao domain, it is only a matter of time before they fall.

When the position is completely captured, it will be their countdown to the end.

"Jijiu Lao Qin, go to the national disaster together!"

"Jijiu Lao Qin, go to the national disaster together!"

"Jiujiu old Qin, let's go to the country together."

The desolate battle song echoed on the battlefield, with the determination to die, the soldiers of the Great Qin used their lives to interpret their patriotism.

"Life is a soldier of the Great Qin, and death is a ghost of the Great Qin!"

A Qin pawn with a broken leg muttered to himself, and the aura in his body exploded completely. He rushed towards the disciple of Wandaoyu in front, and with the last strength of his body, he pierced the weapon into the latter's body and died together.

(End of this chapter)