First Cause Of All Realms

First Cause Of All Realms Chapter 70

2021-09-03

Chapter 70 Qing State Yang Yu!

Om~
A trance, the scene changes.

When I opened my eyes again, it was the familiar battlefield of the setting sun, and the familiar flags and flags were like forests.

The only difference is that he is no longer in the sword shield camp, but standing in front of the army formation, holding the long spear camp.

Standing here, he can see more clearly.

Under the setting sun sloping westward, the shadow of Liuji Mountain was even thicker, and the scroll of the Great Ming Dragon Banner became more and more red as blood, and became more and more dignified.

And he finally saw the army formation where the legendary King Zhao of the West Palace was.

"At least ten miles away..."

Yang Yu took a deep breath.

The second time I entered this battlefield, although I still could not adapt to the extremely strong baleful aura in the army, it was better than the first time.

But, the distance is still too far.

It was so far away that he couldn't see the exact appearance of the King Zhao of the West Palace.

And wanting to cross the line for ten several li on this battlefield is simply a fool's dream.

wu wu ~
The low horn sounded again.

At the same time, the Profound Armor elite cavalry under the shadow of Liuji Mountain was also touched, and with overwhelming momentum, rushed to the central army where Da Li Dazhen was located!

Everything is a repeat of the previous one.

The blood energies of thousands of Profound Armor riders are connected to each other, just like the substance, blocking the arrows that hide the sky and cover the earth.

Then, a terrifying charge was launched that made Yang Yu's body and mind tremble even after seeing him for the second time.

Where is this cavalry charge?

In his feeling, it was as if the thousands of miles of accumulated mountains collapsed, and they were completely destroyed here with an irresistible force!
Boom!
It was like the thunder was rolling in from the horizon, the earth was shaking, and many soldiers in the pioneer long spear battalion showed fear.

"Kill!"

The roar of slaughter resounded through the sky.

This time, Yang Yu persisted for a shorter time than the last time, but when he left, he finally saw the legendary King Zhao of Xifu make a move!
Under the full-body sheet metal helmet, the young man with no face can be seen, he is holding a Dragon Horse with a color like fire and a height of one meter at the shoulders.

Like the arrows shot by Immortal God, with a peerless edge that pierces through everything, it smashed through the sergeants and went straight to the big tent of the middle army!

There is no way to stop it.

...

the third time,
the fourth time,
the fifth time

...

once Fighting again and again, dying again and again.

The dangers of the battlefield are far from individual fights, and even gang fights can be compared.

Even if Yang Yu tried his best, the best one was to kill a Profound Armor elite rider during the siege.

And as a price, the hundreds of soldiers they surrounded and killed, including him, were all killed by him on the verge of death.

However, in such an army formation regardless of life and death, the gains are equally huge, and the progress of other martial arts except the Blade Technique beheading has been greatly improved.

It is comparable to years of hard work in the outside world.

Om~
Another scene change, Yang Yu opened his eyes blankly, and his heart was shocked:
"This is, the Central Army?!"

That symbolized The yellow-bottomed red sun flag where the central army was located was only thirty feet away from him, so close that he could see the flag moving with the wind.

Thirty feet!
Yang Yu was shocked.

Standing here, he could even see the elite Armored Soldier surrounded by the central army, as well as the armored Generals.

"The famous general 'Wu Zhilong'..."

Looking at the elegant middle-aged man surrounded by Armored Soldiers, Yang Yu's eyes brightened and he remembered this. which battle.

In the second year of Qingsheng, Li Yuan, the god of the Great Lieutenant Army, led millions of troops to Liuji Mountain, the site of the Third World War. Among them, the army fought with Henry Zhang in the Nanye Plain.

This is Henry Zhang's famous battle, and he has some memories.

It is said that Henry Zhang issued a military order in this battle, leading 8,000 Profound Armor fine cavalry, and attacking the leading 230,000 Dali famous general Wu Zhilong.

It is said that with his peerless martial power, he pierced through the Dali army formation, slashed the thirty-one members of the Dali War General, and captured the Dragon of Martialism under the fire of divine arms and crossbows!

"Eight thousand people..."

Yang Yu smiled bitterly in his heart as he heard the howls of 'wu wu' resumed.

In addition, when I heard about Henry Zhang's battle, he had never practiced martial arts. At that time, he only thought that the rumors were exaggerated.

The King of Zhao of the Western Mansion used his troops like a god to ambush to win.

"Thundering and popular, and coming first, this King Zhao of the Western Palace seems to be in a weak position at this time, and he cannot be defeated once..."

He turned his thoughts. , but Yang Yu moved in his heart.

8,000 people must defeat 200,000 soldiers who are good at fighting. If the coach is not captured, even if Henry Zhang really has unparalleled martial power, his subordinates will be killed and injured.

Therefore, he attacked Dali Zhongjun, not to show his martial power, but to do it.

Because he only belongs to this team.

He can't win, he can only win!

“Xuanba…”

With a deep spat out one mouthful of impure air, Yang Yu clenched the long knife in his palm, ready to fight.

The randomness of his identity is uncontrollable. This is the eighth time he has entered the 'Liujishan Battlefield'. Even if this time is counted, he has only four chances.

Missing this time, he didn't know if he was so lucky to be close to the Central Army.

Boom!
Amid the thunderous sound of horses' hoofs, the war broke out again.

And at this time, in the middle of the Chinese army's personal soldiers, Yang Yu could see clearly that the famous general Wu Zhilong was far from being as incompetent as in the legend.

It sits in the middle army and dispatches the whole army to wriggle, strangling the Profound Armor fine cavalry little by little like a grinding disc.

Seems to be ready to besiege the rising star in the Great Ming army?

"It's not that Henry Zhang wants to break the army alone, but he is forced to do nothing..."

Looking at the horses like Fire Dragon coming across, Yang Yu clenched the long sword tightly, and felt in his heart. murmur.

There is only one sentence in history: 'The king of Zhao led his elite to ride eight thousand dragons that broke away from the martial arts in the south of Liuji Mountain'.

In contrast, everything in front of us is closer to unofficial history.

It's just that this famous general never imagined that he was not facing more than a powerful prince from his mother's family.

It is also a bright star in the history of the Great Ming for four hundred years.

"The Dragon of Wu!"

shouted out loudly echoing inside and outside the Chinese army.

This was the first time Yang Yu had heard the voice of the King Zhao of the West Palace alive, and then he saw this peerless general.

It's not the sharp-mouthed monkey cheeks, thin as a ghost in the rumors, nor the fortitude and courage in the history books, and the beauty is like a god.

About one zhang's tall Chiyun Dragon Horse, is a young man who is neither tall nor short, his appearance is unremarkable, and even at first glance ordinary.

However, its attack is like a cloak of fire, and with the blessing of a bloody soldier, it is enough to make anyone look terrified.

Yang Yu can see clearly.

In the middle of the army, the armored generals of the dozens are all facing the enemy, and the horses sitting down are even more frightened and neighing.

Boom!

As the sound waves reverberated, a gust of wind suddenly erupted in the army!
One person and one horse ran through the thousands of troops. Wherever they passed, people turned their backs on their horses, and countless soldiers were scattered like straw.

Not to mention the arrows shot from all directions, they couldn't get close at all, they were swept away by the strong wind and lost their head, causing huge casualties to their own people.

“Ah! Ah! Ah!”

The shrill neighing of the horses and horses resounded along with the crackling of bones and muscles like a cannonball.

All of a sudden, there were screams from inside and outside the Chinese army, blood and stumps flying.

The Chinese army is in chaos!

"Good opportunity!"

The central army was in chaos, some people screamed in terror and others retreated, Yang Yu's eyes lit up.

It was wielding a long sword and pretending to be fighting, but in fact it was approaching the location of the Dragon of Wu.

Henry Zhang's martial power is extremely strong, and his crotch chasing the wind and the red cloud horse is the world's quickest, and it is impossible to catch up with him on the battlefield.

If you want to face the King Zhao of the West Mansion, the only thing you can do is in the big tent of the Central Army!

"How dare a yellow mouth child be so mad?!"

There was a loud shout from the Dali Central Army.

A tall and burly middle age person in full body armor strode away with a long roar, and a one-legged bronze figure in his palm pulled a terrifying airflow.

At the same time, there are people in all directions, either driving horses or moving around, killing Henry Zhang by various means.

"The people who put up the standard and sell their heads dare to ambush Young Master?!"

In the long howl, Henry Zhang urged the horse forward, and the phoenix wings pointed directly at the hunted. The yellow-bottomed red sun flag outside zhang:

"Whoever stands in my way will die!"

Boom!

With a loud roar.

A member of the surrounding War General was knocked into the air, and the tough one was smashed into flesh, and swept by the strong wind, blowing other people's faces.

No one can stand in your way!
Faced with such terrifying means, even a hundred warriors are ashen-faced.

They may be fierce and unafraid of death, but that doesn't mean they don't want to live.

"hahaha!"

In the long laughter, Yang Yu saw the man galloping forward, the smoke and dust behind him could not be lifted, but a thick and long carpet of flesh and blood was piled up.

"Xuanba kid!"

At this moment, Wu Zhilong, who was standing behind the Great Emperor, suddenly spoke up.

His voice is long and heavy, with strong penetrating power, even on a battlefield where various voices are mixed, it can also convey several li:
"For you alone, it will cost me and the three armies to break. Tens of thousands! Great Ming is not at a loss for this deal!”

Shua!
As his voice echoed, Zhongjun suddenly fell into a dead silence.

"God-armed crossbow?!"

A sergeant let out a wailing, and everyone fled wildly, or fell to the ground, or what's more, burrowed directly into the ground The blasted hole.

"Not good!"

The complexion greatly changed from Yang Yu who is approaching the middle army.

There are more than 300 divine arm crossbows placed under the banner of the Central Army, surrounding Wu Zhilong!

It is not an inferior and defective product in Black Mountain City, but a real weapon of the country. According to legend, it is an ultimate weapon that can penetrate the city wall!
These divine arm crossbows may not kill Henry Zhang, but they are more than enough to kill him!

"Martial Saint, can't you kill him?"

Wu Zhilong sneered indifferently.

The three hundred large crossbows, like siege crossbows, burst out with terrifying murderous intentions in the midst of the souring sound of machine expansion.

Locked up Henry Zhang outside of hundred zhang!
"God-armed crossbow..."

Looking at the divine-armed crossbow with its murderous intention, Henry Zhang suddenly sneered:
"Xiao Yuan never told you that within the hundred zhang, Can I be an enemy country?!"

bang!
If there is a thunderbolt.

"Kill!"

Henry Zhang jumped up from the horse, and the phoenix wings danced at high speed, turning into a lifelike wind. Dragon.

In the face of three hundred divine arm crossbows, instead of retreating, advance!

"Shoot!"

Wu Zhilong stopped talking nonsense, the moment Henry Zhang got up, he had already ordered.

BangBengBengBeng~~~
Thousands of explosions mingled together!
At this moment, the battlefield seemed to be flooded with thunder sounds, which could be heard from ten several li away, and everyone looked back.

I saw an air dragon facing countless divine arms and arrows, swept across the hundred zhang, blew up countless stumps and broken arms, and smashed the central army!
"General!"

Some personal soldiers cried out in grief, and their morale plummeted.

"Dragon of Wu..."

Henry Zhang laughed loudly, not paying any attention to the multiple arrow wounds pierced through his body, and swept away his personal soldiers with a phoenix wing and a golden tungsten,

One-handedly, the dragon of martial arts is about to retreat.

It seems that among these 200,000 troops, no one can stop them from coming and going!
Or, no one dares to stop it!

"Huh?!"

Suddenly, Henry Zhang raised his eyebrows.

In the pile of corpses, a soldier who seemed to have been wiped half of his body by a divine arm crossbow, and even had most of his internal organs flowed out,
climbed up with a will that made him a little surprised.

Then, he slashed at himself with a knife.

"What a warrior!"

Looking around at the great Li generals who were in a dilemma all around, Henry Zhang couldn't help but give a small thumbs up, and chopped down gently:
" Who are you?"

The half-crippled soldier gritted his teeth and roared, flying up:

"Qing State Yang Yu!"

Undocumented dog Zi wrote until four o'clock yesterday, just woke up and continued to code. Today at least four chapters, how much more is the next five parties, I must have more!