The color in Wei Wujiu's pupils quickly dimmed.
He looked at Concubine Zhao Xiang, and before he died, he just responded softly: "Originally, I only admired one woman, but now you are the second."
Zhao Xiangfei nodded, retracted her fists, and let his body slip from her arms to the ground.
There is no doubt that her adventure has been successful, but she is also very clear that the final victory depends on the Yinshan area.
When she turned around and looked in the direction of Yinshan Mountain, most of the Qin army had assembled in Yinshan Mountain, and the Qin army besieging Tianqi City was about to start a new round of attack.
Because Sima mistakenly regarded the besieged isolated city of the Chu army as the key to victory in the decisive battle, the order he issued was to capture the city before dark, and then quickly deploy defenses to attack the main force of the Chu army from here. The attack was different from any previous one, and it was no longer possible to take into account the casualties and the loss of ordnance.
Countless arrows fell towards the city like a torrential rain. The arrows of these arrows were all made of phosphorite, and after violent friction with the air, they burned vigorously and turned into balls of fire.
The archers of the Qin Army pulled the bowstrings. This kind of expensive arrows in their hands was used like a dry branch for no money at this time. Because of the pursuit of extreme speed, the fingers of these archers began to bleed , arms began to tremble.
Most of the talismans were exhausted as early as the first round of bombardment. At this time, most of the isolated city under siege by the Qin army had already been burned, and there were soaring smoke columns everywhere, and the air was full of various All sorts of burnt flavors.
A heavy armored cavalry army of the Qin army had already begun to charge towards a break in a city wall, and the heavy iron hoofs bombarded the ground, causing the gravel on the city wall to dance.
At this moment, a shrill sound of piercing the air overwhelmed all the other voices, and in the next moment, Qin Jun let out cheers that shook the earth and shook the mountains.
It turned out that a batch of heavy crossbow machines in the Qin army had also moved here at this time, and hundreds of heavy crossbow arrows as thick as a baby's arm fell hard into the breach in the city wall, and then another round was fired. In three rounds, thousands of heavy crossbow bolts nailed the surrounding area of the city wall into a forest, and the terrifying power stirred up waves of dust that spread outward.
However, amidst the earth-shaking cheers, in the streaks of dust splashed by the crossbow arrows piercing the wall and the mud inside, and right in front of the heavy armored cavalry attacking, that A figure appeared at the entrance of the broken wall.
The moment this figure appeared, terrifying heat appeared in the dust mist, and then even the pervasive dust seemed to burn, turning into countless sparks flying outward.
The figure in the flying sparks is a tall and straight man, with long black hair untied, flying wantonly in the sparks, but when all the soldiers of the Qin Army saw his figure clearly, the hands in his hands A more dazzling fire has appeared.
He raised his sword and waved the flame.
There was a bang of the Heaven and Earth Sword.
It was like a huge furnace smashed down, and then turned into a sword intent, cutting down horizontally.
Puff puff puff...
The front of this madly charging heavy armored cavalry was filled with flames, and hundreds of heavy armored cavalry hit the flames one after another. fly out.
Time also seemed to freeze at this moment.
Many people swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, but they still couldn't breathe smoothly.
Where the fiery red fell, there appeared a deep sword mark that was more than a hundred feet long and more than one foot wide.
The broken limbs and broken armor of those heavy armored cavalry soldiers were scattered in the sword marks, burning.
The remaining dozens of cavalry were unable to move forward, and the blindfolded war horses sensed great fear, even though the cavalry envoys above couldn't control it, they spun crazily on the spot.
Those who were most shocked were several practitioners among the Qin army. Some memories that had been buried for many years began to wake up in their hearts. This scene seemed familiar.
Many years ago, when the army of the Qin Dynasty smashed through the cities of the Zhao Dynasty, there was a blacksmith shop in one city.
There was a master in that iron shop, and then he raised his sword to the gate of the city alone, and slashed his sword in the face of the Qin army coming like a tide.
A long sword mark appeared in front of the city.
Then the master just said, whoever crosses the sword mark will die.
Then the whole army was gone.
The world knows that there is Zhao Jianlu in that city.
"Whoever crosses this sword mark will die."
In the firelight, Zhao Ce's long black hair also turned crimson, like countless tiny flames dancing wildly. He was ordered by his teacher to follow Tang Mei, and he left Zhaodi for many years, and many memories about Zhaodi were also forgotten. However, he was a person who experienced the battle back then. Standing in the city watching his master Shizun.
Today, looking at the sword he cast, looking at the sword mark, the sword of his master in his memory became clearer, and gradually merged with the light and shadow in front of him.
It wasn't until this time that he truly realized the many meanings in the sword of his master back then.
He said it.
Hearing his own voice burning in the flames, he felt that he was a few minutes closer to his old master, and felt that he was a few minutes stronger.
It's such a good feeling.
Several shrill military orders sounded, and the several troops that had flocked here following the heavy cavalry suddenly began to retreat.
"Back then, you people from Qin didn't dare to face our Zhao Jianlu sword. After many years, there is still no one who dares to come out."
Zhao Ce looked at Qin Jun in front of him coldly, and said, "If you talk about invincibility, who was really invincible back then?"
When his words sounded, a strange sound suddenly sounded in the sky where the chaotic clouds were flying.
The sound was like the cry of a crane, but it carried a very eerie and terrifying taste.
Everyone looked up at the sky unconsciously at this moment.
A cloud as thick as ink kept rolling and flying in the sky.
There seems to be a crane in the cloud, but there is no flesh and feathers, only a skeleton, but the black flames are burning on the skeleton, which is beyond the scope of the world's imagination.
"There are things you don't understand."
A ghostly voice fell faintly from the sky.
As soon as the black cloud closed, the black bone crane also disappeared.
Not far behind the sword mark, there was already a practitioner with a ghostly aura standing there.
This cultivator was wearing a black robe with a very high collar. When he looked up at Zhao Ce as he spoke, black air continuously shone around his body, which naturally condensed into black plum blossoms. And quickly disappeared.
"Wang Jingmeng once made an agreement with your master on the date of the battle, but your Emperor of Great Zhao is too stupid, just because of some rumors, I am afraid that your master will take his position. First set up a situation and kill your master."
The cultivator said quietly, "Although Wang Jingmeng and I are mortal enemies, but we have to say something, but we can't fall into the reputation of all Qin people."