Female tyrant provoked death

Chapter 47

But what Fan Qingtian couldn't figure out was why the Turk Congress would attack the Mu Kingdom with such a powerful combat force. Even if the Mu Kingdom had a tyrant and caused the people to live in dire straits, the foundation of the Mu Kingdom was still there, and the Tu Kingdom might not be able to win This battle!
But the country of Tu directly sent out the best combat power, came to attack the country of Mu without even trying, how could they be so confident that they could win this battle from the country of Tu?
His icy eyes swept across the blood-stained battlefield. Fan Qingtian found that according to Yue Qing, the general Zuo Zhujin and the military adviser Ouyang Muyue were not there. To test the intention of Mu Guo's troops.

A faint sneer curled up on the corner of his mouth, and Fan Qingtian was ready to fly, about to fly directly to the city.

At this moment, not far from Brahma Qingtian, a soldier from the earth country followed the ladder and climbed up the city wall. He raised his sword and swung it down at the soldiers from the wood country.

Coincidentally, Fan Qingtian bumped into him, and his eyes released a cold murderous look.

Fan Qingtian's figure flashed, and he came to the soldiers of the Mu country at the speed of a flowing shadow. Just when the sword in the hands of the soldiers of the Tu country was about to fall on the soldiers of the Mu country, the silver spear in Fan Qingtian's hand flashed. The thorns mercilessly penetrated directly into the abdomen of the enemy army in Turkey.

Immediately, the Turkish soldier stared wide-eyed and breathed his last breath, Fan Qingtian's face was cold, and without a trace of pity in his eyes, he pulled out the spear point that was stuck on the Turkish soldier's body, and the Turkish soldier fell backwards and fell off the city wall Go down and become a dead soul in the war.

Seeing the exhausted appearance of the Mu country warrior who resisted the soldiers of the Tu country, Fan Qingtian's eyes flashed a bloodthirsty coldness.

The battlefield is ruthless, and only by stepping on the lives of these people can she stand on the top, then she, Fan Qingtian, will definitely stand on the top by stepping on countless bones!

Fan Qingtian has never been a benevolent woman, although she respects every life, but war is ruthless, she can be ruthless!
The situation at this time did not allow any delay. At that moment, Fan Qingtian flew down the city wall and killed all the soldiers of the Tu Kingdom who were about to attack the Mu Kingdom...

And the Mu country soldier had closed his eyes just now, as if waiting for the god of death to come, but after waiting for a long time, there was no movement. When he opened his eyes, he saw Fan Qingtian saved his life, and then he jumped over the wall, The soldier couldn't help being shocked.

Then, that is the king!The king didn't kill him, but actually saved his life!Unbelievable, unbelievable, is he dreaming?
But the facts have proved that he is alive now, it was Fan Qingtian just now, and he is not wrong!

Immediately, an inexplicable thought flooded into the soldier's heart. Maybe, maybe the king has really become a good person, or maybe the king is not as cruel as others have said in the legend...

Flying down the city wall, the silver armor was dazzling in the sun. Fan Qingtian was like a god of war. The silver gun in his hand exuded a powerful aura, and there were traces of lightning flashing on the tip of the gun. The mighty energy of the sky-shattering, like the ripples spreading from the lake water, directed towards the soldiers who were climbing the ladder and trying to break through the city's defenses.

Immediately, those soldiers were like broken bamboos, and they were torn in half by Fan Qingtian's attack with one move, without the slightest resistance.

The ladders built by the enemy on the city wall were also reduced to powder under the attack from Fan Qingtian.

The blood and stumps of the Turkic enemy soldiers killed by Fan Qingtian splashed in mid-air, and then fell to the ground in shock.

When the enemy army from the earth country saw the silver figure suddenly coming from the sky, and killed hundreds of their soldiers with one move, they couldn't help being shocked, feeling a breath of death lingering around them.

The sudden change caused the soldiers of the Mu country to breathe a sigh of relief. They were also shocked to see that all the soldiers of the Tu country who were climbing up the ladder suddenly exploded to death.

Seeing this scene, the soldiers of the Mu country immediately turned their eyes to the city wall. When they saw the silver figure, the soldiers of the Mu country were even more stunned!

Your Majesty, it's actually your Majesty, His Majesty went to the battlefield in person, aren't they dazzled!

At this moment, Fan Qingtian didn't wait for any reaction from the soldiers of the earth country, he held the silver gun tightly in his hand, and shot out like a shooting star. Wherever he went, a large number of soldiers from the earth country didn't even see the figure of Fan Qingtian Then they all fell to the ground.

The bright red blood was splashed in the sky, countless lives were buried in the hands of Fan Qingtian, it was shocking!

When Yang Ran saw Fan Qingtian, she knew she was a strong man. In her eyes, those soldiers were like ants, they would die if they stepped on them.

And if this master is not eliminated as soon as possible, then the soldiers of the earth country will definitely die and injure countless.

Immediately, Yang Ran shouted loudly, "Fifth team, surround and kill the man in the silver armor with all your strength!"

"Yes!" Immediately behind Yang Ran, a group of men and horses rode war horses, wore brown armor, held swords, and aggressively besieged Fan Qingtian.

The horseshoes trampled, the battle sounded loudly, the dust was flying, and the battlefield was full of blood.

"Kill, kill..." the Tu country cavalry shouted loudly, ten thousand people had already approached Fan Qingtian in the blink of an eye.

And a large part of the archers in the earth country also aimed at Fan Qingtian with their bows and arrows.

Bu Hai, who was watching the battle on the battlefield from the top of the city tower, was full of anxiety when he saw this, and wished he could go to help Fan Qingtian immediately, but Fan Qingtian refused to let him fight, Bu Hai screamed in a high-pitched voice, "These bastards!" , if you dare to hurt the king of my family, see if this father-in-law will destroy all eighteen generations of you."

Mo Ziyuan held a small flag in his small hand, waving the small flag in his hand and shouted, "Mother is mighty, mother is mighty, kill, kill..."

Mo Fengyan and Gu Hua stood aside, Gu Hua stared at the dazzling silver figure coldly, his eyes were full of viciousness.

The corner of his mouth turned bloodthirsty, and Gu Hua sneered in his heart, "Fan Qingtian, I didn't expect you to die yourself. Very good, kill, kill, as long as you die, Mu Country will be peaceful!"

And Mo Fengyan frowned, feeling agitated in his heart, hoping that Yue Qing would send troops to help Fan Qingtian soon.

On the battlefield, Fan Qingtian single-handedly challenged thousands of troops, his whole body shrouded in a layer of cold and murderous aura.

There was no trace of timidity in the amber eyes, and there was only ruthless cruelty on the expressionless face.

The slightly flowing wind in the air hides the invisible killing, the killing sound is full and unceasing, and the figures encircling Fan Qingtian are getting denser and denser.

Countless dense arrows came to kill like ghosts.

Seeing the long jet-black hair fluttering in the wind, Fan Qingtian's eyes froze, and he suddenly shouted, "Thunderbolt!"

Stimulating the inner strength in his body, Fan Qingtian swung the silver spear in the air, and a silver light exploded on the tip of the spear towards the sky. Immediately, dark clouds filled the sky, the wind and clouds surged, and thunder and lightning flashed.

(End of this chapter)