I am born with 3,000 kilograms of divine power, and I am in the vast world of Qin Dynasty

Qi State border.

The sun had begun to rise, dyeing the border of the Qi Kingdom a warm orange.

Wang Chui's army pressed like a black cloud outside the city and camped in an open meadow.

In this makeshift tent, tents are intertwined, and sergeants are busy shuttling through it, their figures dancing in the morning light, appearing unusually lively.

Two days passed, and the commander of the border garrison inside the city looked at the army outside, and he couldn't help but feel a little uneasy in his heart.

These 200,000 troops did not move at all, like sleeping behemoths, which made him feel unpredictable. His brows furrowed, and he couldn't help but feel a suppressed uneasiness in his heart.

However, in the early morning of the fifth day, when the soldiers defending the city were waiting for the battle to begin, and their morale was greatly reduced, Wang Chong finally appeared with 50,000 soldiers and horses.

The commander of the defenders in the city did not hide in the city and did not dare to come out to fight, but arrogantly sent his capable deputy Zhang Ning to meet the battle. He rode on horseback, dressed in silver armor and held a diamond hammer. His momentum is as majestic as a mountain, like a god of war from hell.

Wang Yi also sent his deputy general Li Yang to fight, Li Yang held a spear and dressed in black armor.

The two adjutant generals stood opposite each other, showing endless respect and respect to each other. They have all been through hundreds of battles, and every knife mark and every breath bears witness to their bravery and wisdom. Their eyes revealed endless fighting intent, as if two bolts of lightning were about to collide together.

The adjutant generals saluted, symbolizing respect and courtesy to each other.

Immediately afterwards, their eyes locked on each other, and everything fell silent. The sound of their breathing was heard in the wind, intertwined to form a silent battle movement.

The drums of war then sounded, shaking the entire border.

The eyes of the two stared at each other, showing no weakness. Their faces were full of solemn expressions, as if a life-and-death struggle was about to begin in the next second.

As the distance shortened, the two began to slow down their horses while raising their weapons and preparing to attack. Their warhorses hold their heads high and their front hooves raised high, ready for the onslaught that is coming.

Suddenly, Li Yang swung his spear and stabbed violently at the other party. Zhang Ning quickly dodged and returned the hammer at the same time. The weapons of the two staggered in the air, making a whoosh sound.

Next, the two generals began a fierce duel. Their movements are swift and accurate, drawing arcs in the air, as graceful and fierce as a dance.

The two adjutant generals attacked like fierce tigers, their war horses neighing and their hooves like thunder. They danced the weapons in their hands, sometimes the sword light was like electricity, and sometimes the Vajra hammer smashed the ground, stirring up dust in the sky.

Each confrontation is like a bolt of lightning in the picture, tearing the air apart in an instant. Their figures are staggered, and the adjutant generals' moves are skillful and fierce, and each attack carries the power of destruction.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment. The soldiers in the city held their breath and stared, their eyes full of admiration and worship, as if they were watching the legendary God of War duel.

The figures of the adjutant generals cut through the air in beautiful arcs, and their aura burned like flames, shrouding the entire battlefield. Each confrontation brings instant death and life, as if to foreshadow the cruelty and uncertainty of war.

Although both generals were very good, in the end, Li Yang gained the upper hand. His spear pierced the opponent's iron armor, making a crisp sound.

The opposing horse was frightened, lost its balance and fell to the ground.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Zhang Ning immediately jumped off his war horse and pulled out the sword at his waist. Wielding his sword, he launched a fierce attack on his opponent. However, the opponent's iron armor and spear made it impossible for him to get close.

In the end, Li Yang attacked again, and the spear stabbed his opponent in the throat. Zhang Ning screamed, blood sprayed on the ground, and fell on his back.

The battle was over, and Li Yang walked over and looked at the corpse of his opponent. He knew it was a tough victory, but he also knew that only through constant fighting could he become a true winner.

The commander of the defenders, Meng Weilian, personally went out of the city to collect Zhang Ning's body, and the battle was temporarily over.

In the early morning of the second day, before the sun had fully risen, Wang Chong set out on the journey again with 50,000 heroes.

At the head of the city, the commander of the defenders personally went out of the city to meet the arrival of this fateful battle. The courage of a decisive battle has long been brewing in his heart, and today, he will forge the immortality of the city wall with his own blood.

Wang Yi took the lead and came abruptly. He was dressed in armor and held a sword, and he was heroic. And the commander of the defenders of the city was not to be outdone, wearing a battle robe, holding a long sword, and raising a gun with awe.

This is a battle between two main generals, and also a battle between two countries. (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

The horses neighed, and the battlefield instantly boiled. The two figures rushed towards each other like lightning, imposing and raging like a violent storm. The sword light was staggered, and one after another flickering light cut through the sky, like stars falling, dazzling.

Every time the sword is swung, it carries unparalleled power, as if it can tear the heavens and the earth.

Both of the main generals are kings of soldiers, and their sword moves are fierce and fast, slashing mercilessly like a storm. There was a tense and fierce atmosphere on the battlefield, and every soldier was burning for the victory of this battle, and they pinned their hopes on these two main generals.

Time passed, and the brutality and intensity of the battlefield were dizzying.

Meng Weilian gradually felt the pressure increase, and his body gradually began to be unable to support Wang Yi's attack.

(Zhao) At the moment when he was about to lose support, he accidentally revealed a flaw. A hint of cunning flashed in Wang Chui's eyes, and a sword landed in front of Meng Wenlian's eyes, and the cold tip of the sword was close to his throat.

"You lose"

Meng Weilian closed his eyes: "Cheng Wang defeated Kou, you kill me"

"Why are you not willing to surrender, if you do not surrender, these soldiers around you will have to die with you."

"It is better to die than to surrender, we are the soldiers of the Qi State, and we deserve to die on the battlefield of the Qi State." Meng Weilian did not want to be a prisoner of the enemy country.

Before Wang Yi could speak, Meng Weilian shouted behind him, "After General Ben's death, everything will be arranged by the military master!" "

After speaking, he rushed towards Wang Yi's sword, the sword passed through his chest, Meng Weilian fell, and he was still muttering in his mouth: "Life is a Qi countryman, death is a Qi country ghost, it is better to die than surrender." "

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