Chapter 259: End

"Boom boom boom..."
Above the wolf wasteland, the hoof shook, and more than 800,000 troops were strangling together.
"Dangdang!"
The sound of the collision of swords is endless, and the blood is accompanied by the sound of screams, one after another.
King Wu and King Yi both stood in the air, each commanding their own army, fighting hard. Where the two sides confronted, it was like a terrifying flesh-and-blood mill that continuously crushed countless soldiers, corpses spread across the ground, and blood flowed into rivers.
"Wang Haochen, take the lead in the army, and kill the generals of the British army with all your strength!" King Wu's voice clearly spread to Wang Haochen's ears.
Wang Haochen nodded slightly, waved his palm, and led the Xianjun regiment towards the direction of the British King's army.
The armors worn by the British King's Army and the Yi King's Army are very different in style and appearance, and are very easy to identify.
He has put the lion into the cavalry pet space. At this time, the war has begun. The lion has suppressed the blood of the monster, regardless of the enemy and the enemy. Once it becomes powerful, the heavy armored cavalry regiment led by Huanlingtong will probably suffer immediately. .
After passing the order down in a simple and clear manner, Wang Haochen waved his hand and summoned Bai Yu. He jumped up and landed on Bai Yu's back. With his palm, the black dragon bow appeared in his hand.
"kill!"
The first legion hummed together, followed under Wang Haochen, and slew towards the British King's Army.
They are like pointed cones, piercing into the British army, and the British army generals immediately fell down, and the British soldiers condensed around them suddenly turned into scattered sand.
Wang Haochen flew high in the sky, and on the black dragon bow, one Yuanli light arrow shot out, and each arrow went straight to a British general.
At the same time that Wang Haochen received the order of King Wu, Huan Lingtong also received the same order from King Wu, leading the heavy cavalry to attack the British King's army.
The heavy armored cavalry, on the Wolf God Wasteland, is completely an unstoppable torrent of iron and steel, as if even a mountain blocked in front of them, they would be crushed by them.
As Wang Haochen and Huan Lingtong attacked the British king's army with all their strength, the British king's army suffered huge damage in an instant.
The generals continued to fall, and the British king's army suffered the same situation as the former king's army. There seemed to be countless holes in it, and they collapsed when touched, and they were spreading towards the depths of the British king's army.
The heavy armored cavalry smashed through, and in an instant, tens of thousands of British kings were directly crushed.
"What's the matter?" The formation continued to collapse, and the British general was furious, calling people to come and ask.
"The generals in front continue to die. The speed is too fast to pass our orders. The soldiers are fighting on their own." The messenger hurriedly said.
"It's the first army!" The commander of the British King's face instantly condensed, and then waved his hand, saying: "The order goes on. Once the general is killed, the command will be immediately transferred to the next general. You must stabilize the formation."
"Yes!" Chuan Lingbing hurried away.
"Commander, we are not only losing the generals. The soldiers are killed faster. The tens of thousands of heavily armored cavalry are completely armored death. Wherever they go, they can't live without any grass. We have to find a way to trap them." A British king The general said anxiously.
"Send up all the golden hooks and chains, avoid the front of the heavy cavalry regiment, and attack from the side." The commander shouted.
"Yes!"
Someone immediately responded.
"Block it, quickly, block him!"
At this moment, a loud voice rang not far from the front.
The first legion had already reached the depths of the British King's army, almost before the commander. The British King's soldiers were in a commotion and besieged the hundreds of black figures who rushed in.
"Mr. Jin, go take a look!" The commander's eyebrows stood up suddenly and waved slightly.
The figure who had been sitting close to him with his eyes closed slowly stood up, stepped into the air and floated towards the first legion.
However, when he just flew over the head of the first legion, before he had time to do it, a black shadow flashed in front of him, and the black demon was already standing in front of him holding his huge black sickle.
"Leave it to them now, if you want to fight, I'll accompany you!" The black devil waved the black sickle in his hand and said.
The man's face condensed slightly, and he nodded randomly, and said, "Okay, let me see what you can do and can you stop me!"
He squeezed his fists slightly, and suddenly a suit of battle armor emerged from him, holding a long sword in his hand.
As soon as the armor appeared, there was an aura spreading out in an instant, there was a strong blood of evil spirits, on the long sword in his hand, on the blade, there was a sharp light flowing like an electric light. , Like an intangible taboo.
"Battle Armor?" A dignified look suddenly appeared on the Black Devil's face.
Once the cultivation base reaches their level, the battle armor that can match their strength can be described as a few people. Each piece is worth a surprise treasure, and there are all kinds of surprises.
Ordinary battle armor, for them, is of no use at all, just like the first legion, wearing ordinary armor, not only does not improve their combat power, but will become a burden.
"Hi!"
With a wave of the long sword in the man's hand, where the blade passed, the air made a weird neighing sound like cracking silk.
"when!"
The black sickle in the black devil's hand was horizontal, blocking a sword, and the two immediately joined together.
The commander of the British King's Army saw Mr. Jin being blocked by the Black Demon, and among the British King's Army, the First Legion was still slaughtering his generals without any scruples, and his expression suddenly became extremely gloomy.
In the air, the black devil fought with Mr. Na Jin, and the battle continued on the ground.
"Commander, I can't hold it anymore. The general's loss has reached 80%, and the loss of the legion has reached seven or eighty thousand." Only half an hour later, the commander of the British King received a critical return from the generals below.
"The military order is almost impossible to convey. The battalions of the legion are fighting on their own, and even some soldiers are divided into teams to fight on their own, and the losses are getting bigger and bigger."
"How is King Yi's side?" The commander of the British King suddenly asked.
Their losses have been so great that the British army should not be able to sustain it any more. Why hasn't they ordered a retreat?
The four legions of King Yi's army were almost completely lost. The army that accompanied King Yi this time was hurriedly gathered from the cities of Yizhou, and its combat power was much weaker than the conventional ones.
"I don't know what's going on, it seems that King Wu just focused on us, and most of the attacks came to us. On the other hand, King Yi did not lose much, almost less than one-third of ours." A general was puzzled.
"Commander!" A man in military uniform stood up next to the commander of the British king's army and whispered: "Could it be that King Yi has reached an agreement with King Wu that is deliberately weakening our strength?"
The commander's face suddenly condensed, but then he shook his head and said: "It should be impossible. We lose a lot, and King Yi will not be easy. King Yi doesn't want to be the kind of person who can use the lives of his soldiers to reach an agreement."
"But, commander, if we continue to fight, we are likely to be annihilated. The fighting power of King Wu's army far exceeds our surprise. Although the number is smaller than us, the fighting power is much stronger." The general said anxiously.
Because of the appearance of the Xianjun regiment and the heavy cavalry, the fighting power of the Wuwangjun has been raised to a terrifying level. The general regiment may collapse in one face.
If it weren't for the British king's army to be equally powerful, I'm afraid it would have been defeated long ago.
"Commander, the defeat is already in sight. If you continue to fight, you will only increase casualties." A general hurriedly called.
The commander-in-chief of the British Army slowly got up, raised his eyes and looked into the wasteland, his eyebrows frowned immediately.
In the Wolf God Wasteland, dozens of miles of land was turned into a battlefield, occupied by an army of 700,000 or 800,000. In many places, a thick layer of corpses had been laid, and the ground was stained red with blood.
The British King's Army occupies a large area of ​​several miles to the southwest, but this area has been crisscrossed and broken apart, and it is being eroded by the Wu King's army at an extremely fast rate.
Lost!
The commander sighed slightly.
When they formed an alliance with King Yi’s army, King Yi was in the Wolf God Wasteland with three legions and six to seven thousand monsters, but they did not expect that when they arrived, those three legions, There are only a handful of seven to eighty thousand people left, and six to seven thousand monsters have not even seen one.
Originally, they only needed to join forces with nearly 700,000 troops, and could easily defeat King Wu's army, but they couldn't imagine King Yi's army was defeated so quickly, so suddenly, and now they were defeated instead.
"Withdraw!" The commander of the British King suddenly turned his head and stopped taking another look.
In the back, there are many British soldiers, who are destined to be unable to withdraw.
The military order was conveyed, but the generals of the British king's army were killed 80%, and the command was almost paralyzed. There were only forty to fifty thousand soldiers who could follow the retreat.
As soon as the British King's Army retreated, the Yi King's Army suddenly began to collapse!
"The British army has retired!" King Yi stood in the air, seeing that a large area of ​​ground was vacated in an instant, his face finally changed slightly, and his gray was darkened.
Lost!
King Yi also sighed slightly in his heart.
Only half an hour after the retreat of the British King's army, all the remnants were wiped out by the Wu King's army, and the Shiwanyi King's army was surrounded by Tuan Tuan.
The armies of King Wu's army have received orders from King Wu to besiege and not attack.
"Gu Yu, hand over Yanxia Pass!" Wang Wu stood in the air, his eyes fixed on Wang Yi's face.
King Yi smiled bitterly, and said: "Yanxia Pass is the border gateway to Yizhou. Once it falls into your hands, I Yizhou, don't you ask for anything?"
King Wu shook his head slightly, and said, "Don't treat this king as an old guy like the King of England. I am not here to ask you to hand over Yanxia Pass. I just don't want to have trouble in the future."
King Yi's face was stagnant for a long time, his eyes swept slightly towards the dozen or so army below [笔趣阁www.biqugetv.info], took a long sigh, and slowly said: "Well, I hope you can do it, no Will commit me Yizhou!"
"People don't offend me, I don't offend people!" Wu Wang said firmly.
(End of this chapter)