I built the Xian Qin multiverse empire

In an instant, countless gun shadows flashed, only the sound of clanging was heard, a series of dense collisions sounded, and the bed crossbow arrows flying in his direction were all picked up by him.

Yingbu was also selected into the Nightmare Cavalry Legion, and the war to unify the six countries of Daqin also made a lot of military merits, and now he is a thousand-year-old commander of the Nightmare Cavalry Legion, enjoying the seventh-grade holy position of Daqin, a hundred times the cultivation speed, and now he is also a grandmaster master.

Ring the bell!

The bed crossbow of the Northern Song Dynasty was a huge deterrent in the previous battlefield, but after a few volleys, it did not cause the slightest damage to the Nightmare Cavalry Legion.

On the one hand, the Nightmare Cavalry is at least a ninth-grade strength, and the bed crossbow itself is not much threat to them, on the other hand, the Nightmare Cavalry is wearing divine armor, and even if the bed crossbow is shot at them, most of the strength will be removed and no damage will be done.

"Magic crossbow! Get ready! "

The Northern Song Dynasty bed crossbow was only a few volleys, and the Nightmare Cavalry Legion had rushed to a range of eight hundred meters, and at this distance, the Nightmare Unicorn suddenly soared into the air, and the cavalry took off the crossbow on their backs and pulled the trigger in the direction of the zenith pass.

"Shield! Cover! Cover! "

Yue Fei gave the military order hoarsely.

Collapse! Collapse! Collapse! Collapse! Collapse!

With the sound of the bowstring that tugged at the heartstrings cracking, an overwhelming rain of arrows fell towards the zenith pass, and the ghost cry wolf howl sounded, shrouding the zenith pass in it.

Poof!

Poof!

Only hearing the sound of dense arrows shooting into the leather armor and into the flesh, the Northern Song soldiers in the Zenith Pass fell in pieces like cut straw.

The distance from 800 meters to 200 meters was almost a situation in which the Northern Song army was unilaterally beaten, and even if it had long been covered, it still suffered nearly 100,000 casualties.

"Archer! Shoot! "

Finally within the range of the bow and arrow, Yue Fei gave a military order against the rain of arrows, so under the cover of the shield, the archers pulled away the bows and arrows and shot out their first arrow of this battlefield.

Ring the bell!

The dense rain of arrows fell on the Shenwu armor, emitting countless sounds of gold and iron, and exploded a wisp of sparks, but it still could not hurt the nightmare cavalry.

The Nightmare Cavalry Legion is an all-round warrior who attacks, defends, and has a speed of one hundred.

And the army of the Northern Song Dynasty was a crispy skin that attacked, defended, and was all less than ten in speed.

The scene on the battlefield was all watched by Yue Fei, and the guards were led by him, and they were shot into hedgehogs by the divine machine crossbow beside him.

"Marshal! What to do? "

The deputy commander of the guards asked as if for help.

Yue Fei took a deep look at him, and a very tragic aura emanated from his body: "Generals have always died in battles, why fear that the shroud of Mag will return, only to die and fight!" "

He Yue Fei was also killed from the corpse mountain and the sea of blood, and the Yue family army was also established step by step in the death battle with Meng Yuan's army.

When the Yue family army had not yet been established, it was almost desperate in the face of Mengyuan's cavalry.

But he Yue Fei was still killed from despair.

"Everyone! Behind us is the imperial capital! It's our loved ones! We have no way back! "

"Death fight! Shopping! is our only way! Many ants can also bite dead elephants! We outnumber them! We can win! "

Yue Fei roared, and the morale of the Northern Song army was finally aroused by him.

It's just that this time, even he may not believe his own words.

At this time, the fight is about force, equipment, and morale, and each of these three Northern Song armies is far behind.

"Brothers! Kill with me! "

Yingbu rushed into the wall of Zenith Pass, swept across the spear in his palm, set off a huge air flow, and shot all the weapons that had been slashed away, and the head of the spear was cut, like a guillotine, cutting off a dozen soldiers.

"Hahaha!"

The nightmare unicorn under Yingbu's crotch has four claws, sharp horns, and tail vertebrae, all of which are killing weapons, and even the sharp horns burst out lightning from time to time, splitting the soldiers who rushed over into char.

A long spear, in Yingbu's hands like an arm, sweeping, pointing, picking, smashing, chopping, stabbing, piercing, rolling anger, everywhere he went, there was not a single person who could stand within a radius of more than ten meters.

Eighty thousand nightmare cavalry landed on the zenith and launched the bloodiest and most brutal battle.

It's not about benevolence, it's not about right or wrong, it's just about positions.

One by one, the nightmare cavalrymen, dressed in divine armor, wrapped all over their bodies like steel, their spearheads trembled and buzzed, like thunder.

Ji Bu's crotch nightmare unicorn, abandoning the gun and not using it, holding a strange knife, sweeping through thousands of armies, the knife splits Mount Hua, the air flow explodes, and he and his nightmare unicorn form a corner.

Airplanes!

Ji Bumo's knife shook, splitting seven or eight soldiers into meat sauce, turning into a blur of flesh and blood.

Such a scene is too common in the zenith pass, all the nightmare cavalry are martial arts profound, extremely fierce, and the Northern Song army fights together, flesh and blood, but they are all the flesh and blood of the Northern Song soldiers.

Imbu seemed to be naturally fit into the battlefield, like a fish in water, fully showing his strength, opening and closing, rampage, his enemies, either pierced by his spearhead or blasted by his fist.

He roared continuously, his five fingers clenched into fists, and he burst out violently, and the air flow was burst alive.

Bang bang!

More than a dozen soldiers were beaten by his punch and flew up, and they landed without breath.

More terrifying than the tiger falling into the flock, Yingbu is like a war machine, tireless, the big gun in his hand dances violently, the gun shadow flashes, one soldier after another is pierced by his body, and dies very crisply.

The army of the Northern Song Dynasty was torn to shreds, and with every breath, thousands died.

Li Cunxiao rode lightning, did not participate in it, and looked down and scanned the battlefield.

He enjoyed the battle, but did not like the slaughter, and his participation in it was just a massacre. _

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