Golden marbles couldn't imagine the power of such a small firearm, but he finally felt a slight threat, and he couldn't let the other party be so prepared anymore.
For the first time, he felt that Wang Zhaozhen's words might be true, so he knew that facing the opponent's weird strength was difficult to win, an inexplicable sense of urgency drove him to hold the short gun in his hand. Jin Zizi let out an unwilling roar from his chest, and he was ready to attack. As for the bastard Luo Hu, he can't control that much anymore.
However, after a shot, Jin Zizi almost felt that his soul was about to disintegrate at that moment, and he clutched his chest in the breastplate. A projectile shot through the thick breastplate and into his chest.
The lord of the golden army opened his mouth blankly, the expression in his eyes gradually dimmed, and for the first time he felt that the shadow of failure had enveloped himself.
He understood that his only chance was to end the battle before the opponent fired a bullet again, but the King of Letter Zhao Zhen severed the last trace of the Golden General's delusion.
The letter king Zhao Zhen held a musket without bullets in his hand, picked up a long sword, looked at the tall Jinjun general with pity, and shook his head.
"General Jinzizi, goodbye." He said softly. His expression pierced Jin Zizi's heart deeply, he was struggling in unwillingness, roaring and roaring from his throat with high frequency.
However, after being hit by the bullet in the chest, he could only feel a heavy bondage completely controlling his body, and his movements were slow as if it were a snail. On the contrary, at the same time, Xinwang Zhao Zhen finally showed her last stunt.
He raised his hand, raised his five fingers, and a long sword flew out of his hand. After stabbing the chest of a gold marble, the blood flower spattered like water splashes, and the nail leaf cracked or shifted. Jin Danzi's face twisted in pain, and the armor finally fell apart at that moment by a flying sword.
"You--!" Jin Jun's roar echoed in the night sky.
"God is here, that idiot--" Luo Hu was in the alley, the pupils in his eyes reflected the gorgeous silver line under the night, and he hit the gold marble. He couldn't help cursing through gritted teeth, then leaned weakly against the wall.
He shook his head. He used to think that he could help Jinzizi kill the King of Letters and establish an infinite power.
Suddenly, a dagger hit his throat, and as the blood flowed, he slowly slipped to the ground. Hiding cats and cats in front of the letter king Zhao Zhen is simply killing himself.
When Cui Meng raised his head, his eyes narrowed slightly. He dropped a corpse in his hand like a toy, feeling his will to fight shaken. But there should be no stronger presence on the battlefield. He became suspicious, and a deep light flashed in his eyes.
With a scream and gunfire, at that moment, everyone on the battlefield felt a throbbing from the heart. From front to back, this special sound swept across the battlefield in an instant. Even the golden soldiers wavered in a moment. All warriors and soldiers of the Golden Army turned their heads subconsciously. Everyone stared blankly in a certain direction.
Ma Yueying, covered in blood, got up from the ground, crossed his fist and wiped the drops of blood falling on his chin, and there was a residual stubbornness deep in his dark-brown eyes. But she also heard the voice clearly.
General Jin Junmeng snorted lowly on the other side.
Cui Meng pressed his chest in shock, and a stone was deeply embedded in his breastplate. Someone forcibly broke his armor with a stone. This is impossible!
The Jin Jun fierce general, one of the strongest generals of the Golden Army, felt that his good mood seemed to be frozen. There can be no one with absolute power surpassing him on this battlefield, but a halo immediately appeared in his eyes. .
It was a spot of light emerging from the darkness and passing by at low altitude. Everyone was startled.
Their eyes moved with the movement of these light spots, and when they whizzed over the top of each one, everyone turned their heads subconsciously at that moment. So they saw that in an instant, these light spots became extremely dazzling in mid-air.
The breath of death is gathering.
Then they heard the sound of "whooping" that cut through the air one by one.
The first spot of light appeared, he seemed to pierce the dark rays of light. The swordsman closest to him turned his head and just saw this arrow with rays of light pierced a golden army Mongolian from his throat. Scene of people archers. At that moment, time seemed to be still, the young Jianghu swordsman opened his mouth slightly at a loss, but with a thump, a golden army in front of him had fallen.
Then the second arrow, the third arrow...
The arrows flickered one after another in mid-air with light spots. The Mongolian archers under the Golden Army had fallen to the ground one by one, turning into corpses, and their lives were also wiped out. Two rounds of attacks were standing outside the line of defense. There are only a few sparsely few Mongolian archers from the Golden Army.
The Jianghu swordsman and the disciples cheered immediately after being taken aback.
"Kill!" "Kill these golden dogs."
Shan Hongfei also watched this scene blankly. He blocked Cui Meng with one hand to protect her, but the little girl was grateful. But even so, he couldn't help wiping a cold sweat, and then looked at the same pale deputy next to him. The two of them distinguished the voice from the beginning, it was the voice of the believer Zhao Zhen.
But I didn't expect that he still had such a strong ability at a young age.
Now that he finally understands what he should do, the long-haired middle-aged leader drew his sword decisively and waved forward, shouting: "Brothers, attack! Kill the golden dog! Kill the dog officer!"
With a roar, the battle situation has finally changed!
And Cui Meng only recovered from the initial shock at this time. The gaze of this golden army general, unlike everyone else, has fallen outside the battlefield. But this time he only saw two rapid arrows separating the mist, shooting at him from left to right. The arrow rushed in at an astonishing speed, reflecting the bright cold light under the faint moon, and it had already pierced his eyelids in an instant. It was just that Cui Meng remained motionless, raised the scimitar in his right hand for a minute, and swept them away directly with two'bangs', only fragments of broken arrow sticks and polished luminous arrows were flying.
But Cui Meng didn't feel a bit of relaxation, because that powerful enemy hadn't appeared yet.
He raised his head and saw a black object flying rapidly above his head. This fist-sized thing flew over in an instant, and then quickly smashed it at him. There was a loud noise, the earth shook, gravel dust fell, and smoke and dust filled the battlefield.
Jin Jun scrambled to get up from one side of the ground, staring at the fog behind. But when the fog separated, the battlefield was already shouting. The attacks of the swordsmen and the disciples of the Jianghu swordsmen and the disciples flooded in like a flood. The soldiers under the command of Mo, who had lost the support of the Golden Army, fell to the ground under the suppression of a dozen soldiers of the King’s Special Forces. The Jinjun general holding a black giant knife coldly watched the cowardly Mo commanded soldiers escape from him one by one, as if there was a torrent on the battlefield crashing into the entire front, crashing in his direction. At that moment, it was as if a mansion was about to fall, and the battlefield was echoed with screams of rushing, painful screams, groans, and the collision of metal weapons.
But he has one last chance, and that is to kill the opponent's leader. And if the other party really believes in Wang Zhaozhen, then it will be worth it even if he has completely failed this action. Cui Meng's eyes separated from the crowd, and finally saw the letter king Zhao Zhen standing at the other end of the battlefield.
The letter king Zhao Zhen held a serial crossbow in his hand, and when he looked at the size of the crossbow arrow box, he knew that there were a lot of arrows in it. It seems that those arrows that fly all over the field but have no arrows, lethal arrows are shot by the opponent. The opponent is the legendary crossbowman, but he doesn't have so much time to think about it. He has reason to believe who is controlling the home court at this moment, controlling the rhythm of the battle, and dominating the battlefield. However, as long as you kill the faithful king Zhao Zhen, you will be able to make a peerless feat, all problems will be solved, and the balance of the battlefield will also tilt to your side.
He snorted coldly and leveled the giant knife in his hand.
But the letter king Zhao Zhen also saw Cui Meng among the four fierce generals of the Golden Army at first glance. This opponent was like the Mongolian leader he had met in the past, with a very peculiar outfit. However, this Cui Meng possessed a heavy armor that could not be exploded by a thunderbolt, and it was difficult to deal with like an iron tortoise. However, it was much easier for him to deal with the Mongolian leader who had played double blood. Xin Wang Zhao Zhen smiled slightly. He and the other party had the same thoughts, they both had the idea of catching the thieves first, and it was also the choice that Jin Bing general Cui Meng, who has always been very confident of his own abilities and strength, would make.
Looking at Xin Wang Zhao Zhen, Cui Meng suddenly moved, and the figure flashed. He walked fast on the battlefield like an afterimage. Every time his figure undulated, he crossed a distance of several meters. It's just that the letter king Zhao Zhen didn't panic, he thought, and shot a volley of crossbows in his hand.
The chaotic arrows were shot one after another, and Xin Wang Zhao Zhen had already counted the blind spot where the opponent was avoiding, as well as the direction in which he was tossing and turning, as if a light arrow suddenly appeared on the street in an instant. Covering the attack range, even Cui Meng, who was powerful and covered in steel armor, did not dare to expose himself to such a high degree of attack anytime and anywhere. Forced, he could only raise his scimitar to counterattack while advancing, and the black light arcs scattered the light and rain in the opposite direction, and instantly smashed seven or eight arrows.
It's just that Cui Meng wanted to pursue further, and when he started to move again, Xin Wang Zhao Zhen used powerful firepower to suppress him. In addition to relying on the armor for the first time to take advantage of it and not hurt, for a while, Cui Meng discovered that he could not take the slightest advantage, but his speed inevitably slowed down.
Cui Meng raised his head, feeling for the first time that his every move was under the opponent's judgment.
On the other side, the guards who rushed over in a hurry, as well as the subordinates of Xinwang Zhao Zhen, saw Xinwang remotely flexible and accurate combat methods, everyone was stunned, and Wang Zhiyi who followed was unpredictable. He explained to them earnestly on the side: "So, during the war against the Kingdom of Jin, our army has three advantages, which are the magic weapon to maintain victory forever. That is training, equipment and courage. You can see that this is the King of Letters Chitose. The embodiment of the superiority of skills and equipment. Of course, Xin Wang Chitose once told me that when looking at the basic conditions of our army in these three wars, when you can’t have all of them, one of them can always help you win. You will grow into a general one day, then you must thank me for telling you this secret."
He nodded and said in an apocalyptic tone: "Now I have become a chief guard, but I can see that I am very grateful to Wang Qiansui for telling me this secret."
The guards who believed in Wang Zhaozhen listened, and couldn't help but laughed.
"Wang Zhiyi." Xin Wang Zhao Zhen grinds his teeth and said: "Since you are here, you'd better join me in the battle as soon as possible."
"Of course, believe in King Qiansui, I am preparing to fight." Wang Zhiyi immediately replied: "But believe in King Qiansui, I saw good Song Bing--wait, what does that banner seem to have to do with Zhang Jun?"
"That's the person under Zhang Jun's banner, but it used to belong to Zhang Jun. Now, I'm afraid they are the culprits who colluded with the Golden Dog."
Wang Zhiyi took a dozen old guards who believed in Wang Zhaozhen and formed an attack formation in front of Xin Wang Zhaozhen, directly attacking the remaining golden Mongolian archers.
At this time, Cui Meng, who could be killed, was carrying a huge scimitar in his hand and slashed at Zhao Zhen. Xin Wang Zhao Zhen flew abruptly and kicked off the opponent's scimitar. The huge scimitar was kicked away, and with a spark, it cut along the wall next to it. His pupils shrank slightly, and he immediately retreated. In fact, when he saw that his sword was kicked and hit the wall, he already knew that this move had failed.
He could no longer kill that letter king Zhao Zhen in a short time. I thought I could win by relying on his proud speed, but Xin Wang Zhao Zhen had already predicted his actions. The young Prince Song categorically gave up support for the entire battlefield in the first place, and concentrated the crossbow arrows just to contain his actions. . It can be seen that Xin Wang Zhao Zhen has judged his influence and strength on the battlefield in a short period of time.
Cui Meng raised his head, his eyes were full of fighting flames burning, and his red eyes looked at each other calmly with the dark brown eyes of Zhao Zhen Xin Wang not far away. Cui Meng even had a feeling that the opponent seemed to be an old opponent who had fought with him for many years. Of course, they have never played against each other, otherwise, he might not survive now.
Of course he would not understand how good Xin Wang Zhao Zhen was on the battlefield.
The pre-judgment ability of Xin Wang Zhaozhen is the most basic training subject in the future training of special forces. It's just that when all this fell in Cui Meng's eyes, it became even more weird.
He withdrew and retreated, and the letter king Zhao Zhen immediately greeted him.
Brave people are often brave and intrepid. Cui Meng, the Golden Army general of the Golden State Army, although his personal strength has been lingering downstream among the four great generals, is the wisest commanding general among the four. The letter king Zhao Zhen knew that it was this person who presided over the entire strategy of conquering Yangzhou during the Southward Attack on Yangzhou.
It is not his style to allow the opponent to return to the Golden State Army to become his own confidant in the future. What's more, for him, being able to leave this guy here is the same as breaking Wushu, and the Golden Army who lost Cui Meng, especially the men and horses of the Golden Army who were dealing with him in the south, will not give it to him in the south. He was so stressed.
Not to mention his helpless fight this time, but also facing the thunder and anger of Zhao Gou in the south. If it doesn't work, Zhao Gou might even feel threatened, and Lianjin attacked himself.
Cui Meng couldn't help but sneer after seeing the active attack of Xin Wang Zhao Zhen. Want to keep him? It's not that easy. Although he had no choice but to take the letter to Wang Zhao Zhen for a while, it was also based on the need to maintain the soldiers under Mo's command, if he didn't care about it. If he made up his mind to fight this young King Xin to the death, he would definitely give him a good look. He believed that by then, it would not be known who would die. However, although Xinwang Zhaozhen's offensive angered him, Cui Meng chose to withdraw with all his strength. As a tough general who is known for his intelligence, he knows when to do what, and sometimes it is an indispensable wisdom.
At a turning point, he shook off an arrow of Xinwang Zhao Zhen, and flashed between the two arrows that followed like a ghost, and finally got caught up with Ma Yueying, who was chasing from the battlefield. The whole process only took a few breaths, and even the red-clothed girl holding a crescent halberd didn't have time to turn her head and saw that Cui Meng's back was several meters away.
"Asshole--!" Xinwang Zhao Zhen gritted her teeth and looked in that direction fiercely. The fierce battle with the golden marbles and the golden warriors just now caused the Xin Wang Zhao Zhen to lose a lot of physical strength. He fought dozens of masters by one person, and killed all of them without leaving them. It was not a simple matter. Now he felt a special kind of whole body. Aching weakness. This is also the reason why he used long-range strikes.
Xin Wang Zhao Zhen shook his head. In fact, he was also a little disappointed in his heart. He didn't expect Ji General to fail. He originally wanted to use his words to encourage the guy to stay, but he didn't expect that this guy seemed very calm.
"It's really tricky, this guy." Xinwang Zhao Zhen couldn't help but muttered: "This bastard guy is really smart!"
But he immediately thought of another question, and turned around and said to Wang Zhiyi: "Wang Zhiyi, go to Shan Hongfei. He may need your help. I'm worried that the white guy will take away the scumbag who leads Mo."
"Shan Hongfei?" Wang Zhiyi said to Xin Wang Zhao Zhen suspiciously.
"A middle-aged man, the leader of the martial arts on Jinghu Lake Road, is now one of us." Xinwang Zhao Zhen briefly introduced.
"What am I going to do, Chitose?" Wang Zhiyi said.