The Young Master Is Fierce Chapter 944: See you for the first time
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Fei An led an army of 300,000 people out of the Qishan Corridor and arrived at the Huazhong Plain.
He took a breath of cold air. What he saw in his field of vision was densely packed corpses. He couldn’t even see a single flower!
Those corpses are all soldiers of the southern frontier army!
They spread from the end of Huazhong Plain to the end of sight.
At the end of the sight, there is a tall flag.
The flag was fluttering in the wind and rain. He raised his telescope and clearly saw the eagle and sword pattern on the flag.
Wherever the goshawk goes, the divine sword points!
Right under that military flag is the Fourth Divine Sword Army standing solemnly!
Wearing silver armor washed clean by the spring rain, they seemed to have formed statues under the military flag.
The 300,000 border troops were wiped out… So how many of the enemy died?
His hand holding the telescope was trembling. His sight returned from the other side of the battlefield to his feet. The enemies in silver armor… seemed to be only ten thousand.
One hundred thousand versus 300,000, annihilating 300,000 and inflicting more than 10,000 self-inflicted losses. What kind of army is this?
Didn’t you say that the training of the Fourth Army has not been completely completed?
How do they have such powerful fighting power?
Where is Yu Chunqiu?
Did he also die in battle?
Fei An felt sad, silently closed his eyes, and shed two lines of clear tears.
He pulled out his long sword and shouted loudly: “Tiance Army, follow my commander to kill the enemy and avenge our robe…!”
The sound of iron hoofbeats sounded again, and the 300,000-strong army made a roaring sound, stepping on Pao Ze’s corpse, and rushed toward Wei Wubing’s troops like a strong wind.
This is a sharp force.
They were forged by their emperor.
They have extremely high fighting spirit and a fighting spirit that is not afraid of death!
The Divine Sword Army was the target of their training. Now they are finally going to fight against the legendary unbeatable Divine Sword Army – let’s see whose gun is faster and whose sword is sharper. , whose neck is harder, whose life…is bigger!
For a moment, the wind swept through the remaining clouds, as if the Yangtze River had burst its banks.
They held a gun in one hand and a knife in the other, as if they had broken through spring and summer, blowing up the autumn wind and winter snow all over the place.
Wei Wubing was riding on his horse. He looked behind the incoming enemy troops and muttered something cursed: “You **** He Sandao, why the **** didn’t you come out?”
“This general’s order…all the troops attack!”
This team was the elite of the Yu Dynasty, and Wei Wubing showed enough respect for such an opponent.
The flag was spread out in the wind. The sword on the hunting flag seemed to be unsheathed, and the eagle seemed to have taken flight.
“The whole army fired in sequence, and after one round of shooting… draw the sword!”
Gunshots rang out again.
In the sound of gunfire, Fei An of the Chinese army suddenly frowned through the telescope – he saw the scene that Yu Chunqiu had seen before. Unfortunately, Yu Chunqiu could not tell him this important information.
The black knights on the front line fell one after another, but the silver torrent on the opposite side was as firm as a mountain.
After three full rounds of volleys, the opponent’s people were probably only a few hundred people down, but on our own side… at least thousands of our own people died under the opponent’s guns.
“Tell me, what’s going on?”
“Report to the general, our army’s bullets seem to be unable to penetrate the opponent’s armor!”
Fan An was shocked and immediately issued an order: “Hand-to-hand combat…! Kill the enemy at close range with the entire army!”
Since bullets cannot penetrate the enemy’s armor, then the flintlock gun is useless. What else can Fian do?
He made the best decision!
The two torrents of black and white collided with each other in Huazhong Plain. For a moment, the sky was dim and the spring rain was boundless.
The battle thus entered its most brutal state, on a high building in Jinguan City behind the Huazhong Plain.
Zhou Tongtong held a telescope and quietly stared at the battlefield in the distance.
The distance here was too far and he couldn’t see clearly. He could only judge by the color of the armor.
He had already witnessed the destruction of the southern frontier army. At this moment, he had no intention of witnessing Fei An’s death. He finally saw another silver torrent rushing out from the end of his sight.
He put down the telescope, grinned solemnly, left the tall building, and rode a horse straight to Fanning City – there was a place on the outskirts of Fanning City called Xianqingju, and there were people in Xianqingju. Waiting for him.
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Xu Xinyan’s sword was placed on Yu Wenwen’s neck.
Jia Nanxing, wearing loose black clothes, flew out like a night owl, just as Bei Wangchuan shot the arrow.
Immediately afterwards, a dark group of people appeared in Fu Xiaoguan’s sight, a group of people flying in the sky!
At the front of this group of people is a woman!
This woman’s hair was messy and covered in blood – Fu Xiaoguan’s eyes narrowed. It must have been this woman who shouted ‘my son, run!’ just now.
Behind the woman is an old monk holding a tin staff. This old monk’s robes are billowing and his white beard is fluttering.
The Ten Thousand Divine Sword Army in Taoyuan raised their hands and guns at this moment, “Bang bang bang bang…” A burst of gunfire sounded, and there was a clanking sound in the air. Fu Xiaoguan’s eyes Narrowed into a crack——
Come prepared!
Those monks actually have steel plates tied inside their robes!
But even so, dozens of monks were shot down.
Bei Wangchuan looked serious. He fired his bow and arrow again, and the arrow hit the old monk.
The rest of the monks fell into the peach forest. The ten thousand divine sword army drew their swords at this moment, and the peach blossoms were blooming in the peach forest.
Jia Nanxing’s fist landed on the sword tip of a great monk in red. There was a loud “Bang…!”, and the power of the same saint-level erupted in an instant.
Jia Nanxing knocked back the great monk in red for three feet, but then, another great monk in red swung his sword towards him.
Jia Nanxing took a strong breath and punched again.
The fists and swords collided, and there seemed to be wind and thunder surging in the air.
They fell to the ground, and a drop of blood spilled from the corner of Jia Nanxing’s mouth.
The old monk raised his tin staff in the air and struck the arrow at Beiwangchuan.
“Boom…!” It was like beating on a drum.
The battle broke out in an instant, so suddenly that Yu Wendao finally laughed.
“My son…run…!”
Xu Yunqing turned around and struck out with a sword. She was knocked away by another great monk in red with his staff. Her body drew an arc in the air, blood swaying all the way, and she didn’t know how many petals were stained red.
“Fu Xiaoguan, this is my strength. This time, even the gods can’t save you.”
“What nonsense…”
Fu Xiaoguan raised his hand and hit Yu Wendao on the neck with a “bang!” sound. Yu Wendao suddenly fell unconscious and fell to the ground.
He took out the small gun. The fighting distance was far away from him, so the small gun had no effect. The big gun was on Xu Xinyan’s back, but… there was only the last bullet left in the big gun.