Everyone In The World: Obtain Mythical Great Principle Dao Fruit At The Beginning

See this scene.

Murong Longcheng was immediately frightened to the point of splitting his liver and gallbladder, his body, mind and soul were trembling.

Even a million-strong army of guards could not give him any sense of security.

What's more, now, there are no more than a million cavalry in the Baiman camp, and there are less than 100,000 capable warriors.

"Boom!"

The sword energy wave swept across, and countless people and horses were shattered.

Although the wolf master Murong Longcheng's body was not hit, he had already chopped off his large banner.

"retreat!"

The wolf master Murong Longcheng exclaimed in fear, turned his horse's head without hesitation, rode the Pegasus dragon colt, and galloped away behind.

In his opinion: Jiang Chengqian is simply not a human being, but the manifestation of heaven and the incarnation of Godfiend.

"Boom!"

All of a sudden.

One after another, the evil aura of soldiers rose into the sky, intertwining with the Law Manifestation of the Howling Moon Sirius.

Then he rolled up the 100,000 golden tent palace guards of the Quanrong Royal Court, walked across the sky, and fled northward crazily.

"Run!"

"The Wolf Lord has escaped, why not run away?"

"This is a divine punishment from the Immortal Heaven. How can we mortals resist?"

"Don't kill me, I am willing to surrender, we surrender..."

As soon as the Wolf Lord Murong Longcheng left, the Baiman camp completely collapsed and fell directly into chaos.

The Huns, Xianbei and other barbarian kings were covered in blood and their livers and gallbladders were torn apart.

He quickly rolled up his headquarters' golden tent palace guards and led his troops to flee without hesitation.

In fact, even the elite cavalry directly under their royal court could no longer care about it.

He only focused on picking up his trusted palace guard, and staged a wolf-running show.

As for the ordinary hundred barbarian iron cavalry, who can control their life and death while riding a horse?

In an instant, Jiang Chengqian stood up with his sword and charged into the formation with a single horse. He actually killed through the entire Hundred Barbarians camp, killing millions of cavalry and causing them to fall apart, and all the barbarian kings looked northward in haste.

The sword roars like a dragon, the sleeves are as big as the sky, invincible!

See this scene.

With the Yanmen closed, Chen Diao Temple could not help but be stunned and dazzled.

"This is my Great Qin Saint King! This is my Great Qin Soldier Immortal!"

Under the gate of Yanmen, Jiang Futian and the other three thousand mysterious armors were even more excited, raising their swords and shouting in unison.

"The man who defeated a million cavalrymen is the general of Qin Dynasty!"

Amid the fanatical chants of mountains and tsunamis.

Three thousand Xuanjia galloped their horses and whips, starting the final charge in formation.

"Wind! Wind! Wind!"

Jiang Futian held Fang Tian's painted halberd high, rode his horse like a dragon, and took the lead.

"Wan Sheng! Wan Sheng! Wan Sheng!"

Three thousand black armor followed closely behind, galloping out in a sharp arrow formation, and rushed straight into the Baiman camp.

"Boom!"

The sound of horses' hooves is like thunder on the ground; the sound of swords, spears and halberds is like cold light shooting.

In just a moment, countless blood and corpses flew up in the Baiman camp.

"Ignore the rest, kneel down to avoid death!"

"Three thousand mysterious armors, follow me in pursuit of death and north!"

At this moment, Jiang Chengqian had already killed all the Baiman camp.

Watching the wolf lord Murong Longcheng and the barbarian Hu kings lead their troops to the north in a hurry, the wolf rushes and the pig tugs.

Jiang Chengqian roared loudly, and the sound waves rolled like thunder, like a dragon roaring and a tiger roaring.

In the chaotic Baiman camp, his general's orders were clearly conveyed.

Now, the Wolf Lord Murong Longcheng has escaped, taking away the most elite 100,000 gold tent palace guards.

When the barbarian Hu kings fled in all directions, they also swept away the remaining golden tent palace guards under their command.

Coupled with the fact that the situation was not good and the "heads" of Wanqi fled directly from the rear camp, as well as the casualties from repeated battles and the casualties from trampling each other in the chaos, the entire Baiman camp was more than half empty.

Now there are less than 300,000 people left in the entire Baiman camp.

Moreover, their military morale was in chaos, their morale collapsed, and they were suddenly in a state of disintegration.

It can't be said that he can still fight hard, or he can be said to be scattered.

Everywhere you look, you can see people crying for their fathers and mothers, running like wolves and defeated generals, and fleeing in all directions. There are wild knights fleeing in haste everywhere.

The entire Baiman camp was like boiling water, exploding ants in a pot.

Troops of barbarian tribesmen, like countless black pythons, "twisted and darkly crawled" in all directions.

In this chaos, countless people trampled each other to death, or killed each other with swords.

Under this situation, Baiman Camp has suddenly lost its last Combat Power and has completely collapsed. There are no more high-value targets, and it is not worth Jiang Chengqianwai's time to waste.

"The general has an order: Kneel down to avoid death!"

Jiang Futian raised Fang Tian's painted halberd high, led three thousand mysterious armors, and galloped along the passage that Jiang Chengqian had penetrated, chasing him outside the Baiman camp.

"Anyone who stands in my way will die!!!"

The three thousand mysterious armors shouted in unison, slashing and killing, once again carving a path filled with blood and flesh.

Anyone who stands in the way will be defeated!

"Boom!"

All of a sudden.

Three thousand black armors galloped forward and charged forward, driving straight in with their sharp arrow formations. It was like thousands of troops and horses, and they unleashed the monstrous flames of a million cavalry charging into the formation.

The silver bottle bursts and water slurries burst out, and the cavalry shoots out with swords and guns.

Three thousand black armors used Jiang Futian as arrows to form a sharp arrow array and galloped wildly.

Wherever the soldiers pointed, they were invincible. Wherever the butcher's knife passed, blood rained down.

Thousands of troops and horses are galloping, how heroic is their momentum?

Just looking at it from a distance makes one's liver and gallbladder split, and one does not dare to take advantage of it lightly.

This killing frenzy caused by three thousand mysterious armors seems to be enough to tear apart all obstacles. It is truly invincible.

On the path of the charge of Three Thousand Mysterious Armors, all obstacles fell into pieces.

Blood mist and broken limbs flew together, heads and broken bones danced together.

Only the barbarian knights who were frightened by the news were left, and the mountains of corpses and seas of blood scattered along the way.

In just half a cup of tea, Jiang Futian led three thousand Xuanjia, followed the path of death opened by Jiang Chengqian, and directly killed through the entire Hundred Barbarian Camp.

Then he followed Jiang Chengqian's guidance and chased him north in the direction where Wolf Lord Murong Longcheng and other barbarian kings were hurriedly looking north.

Duan is unscrupulous, and he is really arrogant.

At this moment, from Jiang Futian down, the three thousand mysterious armors were all filled with blood and murderous intent.

Who in the army does not long for the achievements of killing generals, seizing flags, and chasing death to the north?

But now, with this achievement right in front of them, how can they keep the Three Thousand Mysterious Armors from going crazy about it?

For a time, three thousand black armor chased north, clinging to the back of the one hundred thousand gold tent palace guards led by Wolf Lord Murong Longcheng, and they actually had a bit of the heroic spirit of tigers and wolves in Qi Swallowing Mountains and Rivers.

However, the Wolf Lord Murong Longcheng and his 100,000 gold tent palace guards did not even have the courage to turn back when faced with the pursuit of 3,000 mysterious armors.

Rather than saying that they were being chased by three thousand mysterious armors, it would be better to say that they were afraid of that Godfiend-like figure.

He fought alone for three thousand miles and defeated a million soldiers with one sword.

How terrifying is this? How outrageous is it?

In front of Jiang Chengqian's handsome figure with fluttering sleeves, the Wolf Lord Murong Longcheng, known as the "Lord of the Hundred Barbarians", did not dare to look south. Full of fear, he only had one thought.

That's escape! He ran away desperately, risking his life.

Even if he fled to the ends of the earth, to the depths of Mobei, or to the legendary Shura Hell, he would never face the terrifying existence that was like the Godfiend coming to the world.

At this moment, Wolf Lord Murong Longcheng was completely exhausted and had no second thought.

Any grand plans for hegemony, any great nation of hundreds of barbarians, or any tribe's future are all external things, and they are all worth mentioning.

He just wants to try his best to fight for even a glimmer of survival for himself!

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At the same time, the Yanmen closed.

Chen Diao Si looked at this extremely magical scene, and his mind that should have been numb was once again stunned.

who I am? where am I? What did I see?

Three thousand profound armor breaks one million? No! He can defeat millions of soldiers by himself, and cross thousands of miles with one sword.

Is this something a human can do? This is such an outrageous mythical!

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Chen Diao Si wouldn't even believe his eyes.

Even if there are hundreds of thousands of pigs waiting to be slaughtered, it will take several months to kill them all, right?

What's more, these are millions of iron cavalry carefully selected from hundreds of barbarian tribes. Each one of them is a true warrior from each major tribe.

Why was it that in just half a day, the whole army was so killed that it collapsed?

More than 100,000 people died, and countless others were injured.

Wolf Lord Murong Longcheng and the barbarian Hu kings looked north in a hurry.

What a fantastic plot is this? He wouldn't dare to dream like this!

Chen Diao Si stood there blankly, forgetting what he should do.

"The Imperial Cavalry in Embroidered Clothes, collect and defeat the defeated troops!"

At this moment, the roar came from far away and approached, rolling for eight hundred miles.

Jiang Chengqian's second Primordial Spirit, the Commander-in-Chief of the Xiuyi Guards, arrived across the sky.

Just with his sleeves and robes rolled up, an area of ​​several hundred miles has turned into a prison of heaven and earth.

Countless imperial knights in embroidered clothes, like divine soldiers descending from the sky, ran rampant in the chaotic killing field.

An embroidered spring knife was drawn out of its sheath, killing people with heads rolling.

"Wolf Lord Murong Longcheng is dead, why don't you just capture him without mercy?"

"All tribes of barbarians, kneel down to avoid death. Those who escape will be killed without mercy!"

The screams and the butcher's knife were like the wind blowing the waves of wheat, quickly calming down the chaos in the Baiman camp.

In a short period of time, the only people standing on the battlefield were the embroidered emperor cavalry wearing bright clothes and angry horses.

The rest either knelt down to beg for mercy or were killed on the spot.

In fact, the number of people who died from trampling and killing each other in the chaos was several times that of the enemies. Countless people fell to their knees after beheading their colleagues.

The battle flags of the Qin Dynasty were displayed in the wind in the hands of the embroidered emperor's cavalry.

Often it only takes one cavalry to take the lead, and thousands of barbarian cavalry can be surrendered and captured.

Wherever the battle flag of Da Qin points, there is no one who dares not to surrender.

In just half a day, there was no chaos after Yanmen Pass.

Among the millions of cavalry who followed the wolf lord Murong Longcheng southward, except for the more than 100,000 people who took advantage of the chaos and fled, the rest were either surrendered or died. No one was spared.

A Beijing view with 400,000 heads piled up made the whole world surrender in shock!

At that time, "Qin Shu" wrote a biography specifically for this battle, and wrote "The Chronicles of the First Emperor" saying:

In the spring of the eighth year of Tianfu, the emperor conquered hundreds of barbarians. Three thousand black armor defeated a million cavalry, beheaded 400,000 people, and built a capital to terrify the rebels. The world was settled and all the seas were in submission.

"Historical Records" says: The Qin Dynasty's military skills are unparalleled in history, and the First Emperor dominates ancient and modern times!