I turned daily skills into supernatural powers

Chapter 159 Undead army? ([-] words)
"What are they shouting?"

Hearing Zhao Jiajun's shouts in unison, Da Chuanxi frowned and looked confused.

"Don't understand?"

"It seems to be reciting poetry!"

"Recite poems? Haha, are they here to be funny?" Da Chuanxi laughed.

"Yeah, is the Great Yan Dynasty so educated now that they even have to recite poems before going to war?"

"What custom is this?"

"Haha, I'm going to catch a job later and let him recite poems for me!"

All the generals were also full of ridicule.

But at this moment, the sound of wind and thunder suddenly sounded in the sky, and golden lights burst out from the Zhao family army.

At the same time, the sky and the earth seemed to be shaking slightly with the sound.

The invisible coercion was like a roaring tsunami, sweeping towards them with that sound.

Not only that, but the original sound of recitation seemed to have instantly turned into the sound of screaming and killing, into the sound of beating drums, into the neighing of war horses, and the sound of horns charging the army.

Rang Chuanxi and the generals stopped laughing abruptly, the expressions on their faces changed, and a sense of astonishment surged in their hearts.

They are all warriors of the fifth and sixth ranks, like Ta Chuanxi is even a fourth rank warrior.

However, facing this aura, this invisible coercion, they still felt terrified.

Not to mention those ordinary soldiers.

At this time, the soldiers of the Hu Man Kingdom, whose morale was high and their fighting spirit was high, seemed to see a huge wave rushing towards them.

Suddenly my legs felt weak, and my heart was terrified.

He even took half a step back unknowingly, and the morale of the whole army disappeared instantly.

"What's going on?" Da Chuanxi's complexion became ugly, he felt his heart beating wildly, and the blood in his body seemed to be suppressed by the invisible momentum.

Even the war horse under his crotch became a little panicked.

The same was true for the other generals beside him, looking at the Zhao family army in the distance with horror on their faces, and there was no trace of sarcasm on their faces.

It even seemed that the situation of each other had changed, and it was not Zhao Jiajun who died, but them.

As Wei Yi wrote the entire poem, the world has changed color.

Those golden words instantly turned into thousands of rays of light, sprinkled on all the soldiers.

It makes them feel as if their bodies are bathed in the warm sun, which is extremely comfortable.

The original injuries and exhaustion on his body were swept away, and an unprecedented powerful force surged out of his body.

You can even clearly feel the muscles in your body bulging, and the bones making a slight noise.

It felt as if I had grown taller and stronger.

Feeling fearless and omnipotent.

Not only that, with the ten thousand rays of light falling.

The ground under his feet began to tremble slightly, and countless figures stood up from the desert sand.

Those figures are not ghosts, but the souls of the soldiers who died here in order to protect the border and resist the western barbarians for countless years.

Their eyes were firm, they looked westward, their expressions were solemn, they held fierce battle flags and blood-stained spears in their hands.

There is no fear in the eyes, only determination.

Even though their armor is broken, even if they are covered in dirt, they still cannot conceal their determination to kill the enemy, nor their fearless spirit.

Seeing the countless heroic souls standing up on the surrounding ground.

The soldiers of the Great Yan Dynasty were shocked in their hearts, but in addition to the shock, their hearts were surging and their hearts were excited.

They finally understood the meaning of the poem that the expert asked them to recite.

I also understood General Zhao's confidence in daring to take the initiative.

This expert really has great powers, he even summoned heroic souls with a poem, and killed the enemy with them.

Who said they only have tens of thousands of troops.

On this land, there are countless ancestors fighting side by side with them.

Behind them is not only the imperial court, but also their ancestors!
Seeing this scene, Zhao Ziyun was also moved.

I think back when Yuxiongguan was not completed, how many wars broke out on this land.

I don't know how many men of the Yan Dynasty buried their bodies here in order to resist the invading Ximan.

No one even knew their names, no one erected a monument for them, and paid homage to them.

I am afraid that there are only a few scribbled strokes and a few figures in the history books.

However, it was they who, with their lives and flesh and blood, built the western city wall of the Dayan Dynasty.

Stopped the barbarians from invading again and again.

They kept their homes behind them so that their relatives could enjoy a peaceful life.

Among them is also the son of their Zhao family, and his close relatives.

Zhao Ziyun's eyes were red, and he looked at Wei Yi.

There is indescribable gratitude and respect in my heart.

He was shocked by Wei Yi's strength, and at the same time thanked Wei Yi for allowing him to fight side by side with those ancestors.

But Zhao Ziyun didn't know, in fact, Wei Yi was also very surprised at the moment.

He didn't expect that this poem would actually have the effect of summoning an army of undead.

But this is also good, with these countless heroic souls, they can defeat the enemy more easily.

And maybe it can also make these soldiers remember those heroes who died here for their homeland.

Remembering their appearance and their heroic posture will definitely inspire them in their future life and have the courage to defeat all powerful enemies.

And today's war is destined to become famous through the ages and move the world.

Many people will remember how many men and heroes there have been in this vast neighborhood, fighting bloody battles and sacrificing themselves, just to let more people live well.

However, this scene also changed the complexion of Dachuanxi and the generals of the Human Kingdom, and they were shocked.

"What, what's going on?" Da Chuanxi looked at the countless dead souls in horror, as if he had seen a ghost.

"Oh no, they really came prepared!"

"This Zhao family must have expert help!"

"General, we, we are afraid..."

Just when everyone in the Hu Man Kingdom was frightened.

But Zhao Ziyun raised his spear and shouted loudly: "The yellow sand wears golden armor in every battle, and it will never return if it doesn't break the western barbarians!"

"The whole army obeys the order, kill!"

"kill!"

Tens of thousands of soldiers shouted in unison and rushed towards the army of Hu Manguo.

Those who rushed out together with them were countless heroic souls.

Hundreds of thousands of heroic souls seemed to turn into black clouds all over the sky, turning into a monstrous torrent, sweeping towards the army of Hu Manguo.

That momentum, that scene, directly frightened the army of Hu Manguo into confusion and lost their minds.

It was also frightening that the commander-in-chief Dachuanxi was cold all over his body, his hair stood on end, and his complexion was as ugly as it was ugly.

But right now it was too late for them to escape, Da Chuanxi could only bite the bullet and ordered the whole army to attack.

It's a pity that when the order was issued, his army dared not move forward, but instead retreated.

However, the Zhao family army and the countless heroic souls rushed to the front of their army formation like a flood.

Then they were crushed and destroyed like a broken bamboo, directly smashing their army formation to pieces.

Those Hu Manguo soldiers who had already been frightened out of their wits had no fighting power at all.

It was like a group of sand sculptures collapsing in an instant when they encountered a torrent.

On the other hand, the Yan Dynasty was like a god of war possessed, all brave and good at fighting, with infinite strength and swift movements, one against ten, one against a hundred.

What's more, there are countless heroic souls to help.

Soon the army of Hu Manguo was defeated and began to flee.

Even Nada Chuanxi fled directly on horseback.

However, at this moment, a colorful divine bird flew in the sky.

Wei Yi, who was on it, held a brush and wrote four poems in the void: "When you draw a bow, you should be strong, and when you use an arrow, you should be long. Shoot a horse first, and capture a thief first."

With the completion of the poem, the rays of light converge.

The text of the poem turned into a huge bow and arrow.

Bow and arrow.

whoosh-

Accompanied by the sound of breaking through the sky, the condensed arrows flew across the sky like shooting stars.

Go straight to the west of Dachuan, who is fleeing for his life.

Da Chuanxi felt the shadow of death looming over him, and was so frightened that all the dead souls trembled.

The instinct to survive made him pull out the long sword at his waist, trying to block the incoming light arrow.

However, as soon as he pulled out his sword, his body was pierced by the light arrow, and he was nailed to the spot together with the horse under his crotch.

The dead can't die anymore.

At the same time, the entire army of the Human Kingdom was completely defeated and fled desperately.

Even some generals started to run away.

But Zhao Ziyun came in pursuit with his subordinates.

Behind him are the heroic souls of the generals who died in battle, following them to kill the enemy.

The generals of the Human Kingdom had nowhere to escape and were cut down one after another.

In the barracks of Xilan Kingdom, several panicked figures rushed into the general's tent, and said in horror: "Big, big, the general is not good, the army in the west of Sichuan has been defeated, and the Zhao family army is attacking our barracks!" , and, and..."

"What?" Cang Minghe stood up in surprise.

The other generals in the camp were also shocked.

I even thought I heard it wrong.

How could the army in western Sichuan be defeated?

Even if Zhao's army is brave and good at fighting, the army of Hu Manguo is also a group of tigers and wolves, so they cannot be defeated so easily.

"The Zhao family's army is assisted by peerless experts. For some reason, their army suddenly turned into hundreds of thousands, and they defeated the Hu Manguo army almost instantly!"

Hearing this sentence, Cang Minghe was shocked, but still a little unbelievable.

He really couldn't figure it out, even if the Zhao family's army had the help of a master, they could win by surprise and defeat the army of Hu Manguo.

But how could it be possible for an army of tens of thousands to suddenly become hundreds of thousands.

This is too much!

However, at this moment, the horn sounded to remind the enemy to attack.

Like a thunderbolt from the blue sky, it hit the minds of Cangminghe and all the generals, causing their heads to buzz.

They were also a little flustered for a while, because they didn't have many troops in the barracks.

Most of the troops have been divided into two groups, going around to the rear of Zhao's army from both sides, preparing to cut off the back of Zhao's army.

Then a siege was formed, and General Zhao was completely wiped out here.

Therefore, there are only less than 5 people left in their barracks, and the logistics personnel and the wounded and sick are also counted.

Even Hu Manguo's army doesn't have the current Zhao family army, how can they stop it.

Accompanied by the sound of the horn, there was a sound of exclamation and commotion outside, and Cang Minghe rushed out of the tent with the generals, preparing to organize troops to meet him.

But when he rushed out of the tent, he couldn't help but see the army that was pouring in like a flood in the distance, the monstrous shouts of killing, and the shaking ground.

At a glance, there are indeed more than tens of thousands of people, perhaps hundreds of thousands, and the darkness spreads to the sky, with no end in sight.

"What's going on, where did so many people come from?" Cang Minghe was so scared that his face turned pale, and his eyes were full of horror.

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(End of this chapter)