God Three Group Chat: Three Kingdoms

Chapter 1647 Cutting off the other party’s path to promotion

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Relying on the avoidance commanded in advance, Chuhun and the Northern Huns soldiers under his command had a good basic speed at the beginning of the battle.

And the blooming military soul ultimate move makes them the most eye-catching presence on the battlefield.

Even Zhao Yun inevitably looked at Chouhun and his troops.

The terrifying momentum and strength, as well as the willpower flowing around the soldiers of the Northern Huns Army Soul, all indicate their existence and their power.

Different from normal Hun soldiers, the weak output of the Red Blood Cavalry can only cause some damage, but it is difficult to cause death.

The Northern Huns' military souls took action. The speed at which they galloped, the skills accumulated over the ages, and the lingering presence of the fallen warriors made it easy for them to get the spears in their hands, which was enough to cause fatal damage to the Red Blood Cavalry.

It can be said that in one encounter, the Red Blood Cavalry was attacked first and more than 400 people lay down.

However, the Red Blood Cavalry had a large number of people, maintained a relatively solid formation, and was very strong. This resulted in the attacking Northern Huns not penetrating the Red Blood Cavalry, but being forcibly stopped.

Of course, the Red Blood Cavalry, which kept pulling back and forth, was also suppressed by this tyrannical attack.

Zhao Yun casually withdrew his gun and glanced at the Northern Huns soldier lying on the ground. Looking at this absolutely dead soldier, a dark golden color appeared on his body, and he turned toward the nearest Northern Huns soldier. The soldiers flew away.

The combat effectiveness and momentum of the soldiers who received this gift began to rise on the spot.

The most important thing is that the reserve teams following the Northern Huns soldiers almost immediately filled the vacancies of the army soul soldiers.

"Young Han general, you are indeed very strong, so be my stepping stone and help me reach the top!" Chuhun himself is not particularly powerful in the inner circle.

However, after the military soul ultimate move was activated, several masters recorded in the military soul records were intercepted directly, and combined with the power of the military soul itself to bless the general.

It can be said that a casual blow from Chohun is enough to explode with boundary-breaking power.

It was precisely this kind of strength and confidence that Chohun dared to bump into Zhao Yun head-on, and said what he wanted to say in a very confident tone.

Zhao Yun did not answer Chouhun's words, but kept his cold eyes and glanced at Chouhun calmly.

With this death-like look in his eyes, Chuhun not only didn't feel fear or fear, but instead felt his blood boiling and his adrenaline soaring!
He laughed to the sky on the spot, and then directly led the soldiers to speed up the intensity and speed of the attack.

Sensing the changes in the enemy, the Red Blood Cavalry fought for a while at the beginning. The gap in combat effectiveness between the two sides was clearly reflected, whether it was their proud quality or their recovery that far exceeded others. Facing the Northern Huns soldiers The attack seemed so weak.

There is no way to kill the enemy, and naturally there is no way to plunder the energy and spirit to restore one's physical strength and heal one's wounds.

The disintegration of the demon itself is a talent that liberates the physical quality, and it is an endless liberation. If it cannot be treated continuously, it will also cause overdraft damage to the body.

It can be said that facing a real master, the Red Blood Cavalry almost entered another cycle. If there is no way to kill the enemy, there is no way to heal oneself. When there is no way to heal oneself, the disintegration of the demon becomes a talent to be discussed.

"Hahaha, you still want to be promoted just now?" Chou Hun laughed and taunted, while mobilizing his momentum, thus firmly suppressing the momentum of the Red Blood Cavalry below, and at the same time giving verbal blows.

Even if there are occasional sacrifices of Northern Huns Army Soul Soldiers, they will be redistributed and mobilized by Chuhun immediately, and then the power of the Army Soul will be injected into them without hesitation, and then the younger generations of soldiers will directly inherit them.

It was rather like watching the Scarlet Blood Cavalry keep struggling, while he sat high on the throne, looking down at the Scarlet Blood Cavalry, standing still.

Zhao Yun glanced at Chou Hun quietly, and then withdrew his gaze.

"Give up your struggle, General Han. Even after all the hardships, I still have the power of a military soul that lasts for hundreds of years. It lasts longer than you imagine. Even if you personally kill one or even ten soldiers with a military soul, you will still be able to survive." What can I do?" Chou Hun said with an almost arrogant and disdainful look, "If you kill one, I can be promoted to one, and if you kill ten, I can be promoted to ten, as long as there is one Northern Huns here. Jingqi, then my backup will be endless, and you can only wait here to die..."

Chohun kept using words to harass and interfere with Zhao Yun's judgment.

That's because Chohun knows very well that the promotion of the army has a lot to do with the general. Especially at this special time, as long as the opponent's general can be shaken, there is no need to say that the promotion will definitely fail.

And if the promotion fails, facing their attack, you will basically wait for death.

Even for this reason, Chouhun even revealed his abilities and exaggerated his military soul reserves, thereby trying to make the opponent more desperate.

In fact, although the power of the military soul possessed by Chuhun was superior to all the heroes in the world, it actually consumed a lot of it.

Historical records show that many buildings were about to collapse, and many tribes were rescued from danger. In addition, they were offset by the military spirit of the Flying Bear Army.

At this time, the Northern Xiongnu simply did not have the power of a military spirit that lasted for hundreds of years. If we really want to calculate it carefully, it would be less than forty years.

It can be said that in this case, Chuhun not only hopes that the other party will maintain a certain level of strength so that he can defeat the other party and complete the promotion, but also hopes to undermine the other party's belief and prevent the other party from being promoted.

After all, this situation is already obvious now. If the two sides are directly fighting each other, it is destined that there can only be one army to plunder everything from the other side and survive.

But when Zhao Yun heard such words, he did not waver at all. Instead, he looked at Hu Tingchu with his eyes fixed on him, not hiding his murderous intention.

Hu Tingchu also noticed Zhao Yun's gaze. Without the slightest dodge or fear, he took out a scimitar from his side, showed a sincere smile, inserted it directly on the railing in front of him, and looked at it calmly. Looking at Zhao Yun.

Less than two miles away, he was surrounded by Hun soldiers, elite Hun soldiers!
If he wanted to take his head, he would put the weapon in front of him. If he wanted to take it, it would depend on his ability...

Chou Hun's language didn't have much impact on Zhao Yun, but it deeply affected the Scarlet Blood Rider.

In particular, in order to expand his influence and completely cut off the promotion path of the Red Blood Cavalry and improve the morale of his allies, Chohun did not hesitate to consume his inner energy and spread his voice far away.

(End of this chapter)