Long Live The Emperor! Chapter 49: One ride is like a **** and a devil
How big is the thirty-foot golden bergamot?
About the size of a small football field in a previous life.
When the Buddha's hand took the picture, everything did not move, and the situation did not move. It just burned the many karmic obstacles. Who is the mortal without obstacles?
The more than a thousand soldiers standing in front of him have disappeared.
The armor, armor, and weapons were all unscathed. They lost the support of the inner body and fell to the ground.
The "steel line of defense" formed by this army was torn apart by a ferocious monster, showing a gap of about ten feet wide, which was instantly broken.
Buzzing...
Xia Ji heard the black halberd in his hand whispering, and seemed to be complaining about why there was no blood?
His body bowed slightly, and in the next instant, he rushed into the gap like a wild leopard.
"The shield is a mountain!"
"Spearmen strike!"
Nangong He commanded calmly, and the soldiers moved with them, forming their own formations, like a metal monster with a cold glow, facing the intruder. Or the regular army?
Except for people who have long been far away from war and are used to peace, even bandits and bandits will not flee like that, without the consciousness of death, what kind of battlefield? "Why don't you flee and surrender" is actually similar to "Why don't you eat minced meat", it's just a joke from an incomprehensible smart person.
Nangonghe lost his only magic weapon. Seeing that the prince was coming, he quickly retreated to avoid the edge.
At the same time, he grabbed a pair of black long flags and danced them from the side of the horse. This was originally a matter for the messengers, but at this time there was no time to pass the messengers. He did it himself.
The black long flags meet, meaning: Cavalry ready.
This big business general's mind was moving fast. He was indeed shocked by the huge Buddha's hand just now. That kind of powerful rosary magic weapon is also invaluable and extremely rare in the ghost market. No wonder the seventh prince was able to block the ghost. , it seems that the adventure is really not small.
However, the more powerful the magic weapon, the more it has been passed down from ancient times.
And the spirit in the magic weapon is limited. Once used, it will be dimmed. When it is completely dim, the spirit is exhausted, and the magic weapon is completely useless.
Therefore, powerful instruments are more used as a deterrent, as a "check and balance", "stop loss", "deterrence", as a weight, before making people hostile, consider whether they can withstand a counterattack.
Therefore, the high-level confrontation is still a battle between soldiers and knights, and there are very few cases where those terrifying instruments are actually used.
After all, everyone has their thoughts in their hearts, and they will not do things absolutely,
How could it be like this prince, directly holding such a powerful magic weapon and slamming the soldiers?
I really don't know the preciousness of magic tools, and they should be used as consumables at will!
"I only hope that the ghost party has consumed this magic tool many times before."
Nangong He could only pray silently.
...
Xia Ji had already stepped into the army formation. The soldiers who came from all over raised their shields in front of him. He was surrounded by many layers inside and outside. The mountains and mountains were getting closer and closer.
The young prince grabbed the end of the black halberd with one hand and danced around him with a strange force, whining, turning into a pitch-black circle of more than ten feet, but the iron shield was also extremely thick, like a city wall.
Every time he swiped, a piece of the city wall would be completely overturned, but when a piece was overturned, more came up.
The spear behind the steel shield wall flashed a little cold light, tearing the air with a loud noise, stabbing him from every angle.
Xia Ji danced back and paused for a while, but his palm had already swollen eighteen circles, and the circles were heavy.
Boom!
This giant hand, showing the Dharma, clenched the black halberd again.
The shocking repression force crushes the surrounding snow!
As soon as the fingertips are pinched, there is a slight popping sound of pinching the air.
Phew! ! ! ! ! !
With one dance, the surrounding layers of shield walls became toys, building blocks, and were shot into the sky. The sound of clanging and clanging was incessant, and the fine steel shield was dented, and was directly smashed into pieces by this overwhelming force. Broken copper and iron, the soldier holding the shield behind him was smashed to pieces by the mighty force!
The shield becomes a mountain.
It's a crowd.
It's just that the mountain is constantly being destroyed.
This tide keeps being shot.
During the fight, blood flew, Xia Ji danced the black halberd into a magic dragon, and the magic was rolling without cover. The tip of the halberd galloped away.
The magic soldier got "nutrition", and it became more and more demonic, like a hungry monster that was feasting on it for a long time.
Between the charge, another extremely thick shield wall rushed towards him,
Xia Ji took another step forward. The shield had become a high mountain, blocking the road. He stepped up the mountain, and the direction of the shield mountain suddenly turned towards the sky. The young prince stabbed.
He stood on the shield mountain, took another step, and flew several dozen feet.
Between the blood, Xia Ji held the black halberd in his hand, Jiuyang's infuriating energy rose, and nine blazing rays of sunshine rushed to the tip of the halberd,
He is also a human being. If he is pierced by a spear in his heart or neck when he is not in a state of infuriating energy or strength to defend himself, there is no one in this world who can use qi energy or martial arts. The body that bears the benefits of swords and soldiers is some gods in ancient mythology. They will also have their heads cut off in their sleep.
Brightness rises to the highest level.
Nine suns are one, the sun is shining!
In an instant.
A powerful force, containing the strength of repression and the energy of burning, gathered on the black halberd,
The point at the tip of the halberd is so bright that it is so bright that it makes people feel that the sun is suddenly in the sky with snow and wind.
The shields were barely able to look directly.
The brilliance and coercion radiating from the gap in the shield mountain had crushed the morale of the soldiers in this steel castle.
No matter how rigorously they have undergone training, and how much they are determined to die, in the face of such power, it is still ridiculous.
On the battlefield, life or death.
Those who follow me live, those who block me die!
In a matter of seconds, the power had already crossed the sky of dozens of meters, and crashed to the enemy who was facing him.
Boom!
Bang bang bang! ! !
Like a flaming meteor falling to the ground, the shield mountain is torn apart, and the heat wave and power wave are like thousands of otherworldly beasts that follow the meteor, just as soon as they hit the ground, they rush towards the four directions wildly. , biting the lives of ordinary people.
The shield mountain is cracked.
Under this blow, the hundreds of soldiers in the center flew out in all directions, and the violent infuriating energy had already taken their lives.
Keng! !
The magic halberd slammed into the ground, and the figure that fell to the ground like a demon fell into the rolling fire and fog, and the blood of hundreds of rivers came to him again.
Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang!
The soldiers rushing around were only hit by the corpses scattered in the opposite direction, and stopped.
The corpses inside were shooting out, and the soldiers outside were still squeezing in.
Only the prince in the central open space, with a body of ten feet, was empty, and only the river of blood remained.
Now...
The cavalry has completed the assembly.
The iron-grey torrent, like a hundred rivers returning to a great river, converged in one place. Three thousand iron riders held a saber, like a monster with bare fangs ready to advance. The monster's body flashed with a terrifying metallic luster.
"Prepare to charge!!"
Nangong He raised his anger and shouted loudly. He hid at the end and commanded his lieutenants, who in turn directed the army to block and encircle that person.
The more he looked, the more horrified he became. It wasn't that he had never seen a peerless general, but it was the first time he had seen Meng Cheng. The powerful magic weapon was something outside his body, but manpower was sometimes exhausted, even this prince Condensed the dharma, but still has a level that can be defined, that is "legend".
However, even a legend can't resist an army, because manpower is sometimes exhausted, no matter who it is, the speed of restoring true energy is bound to be far less than the speed of consumption, and the power of the sky is like a tsunami tornado. Exactly, what about people? In addition to the myths and quirks, how can other things be possible?
Legends are also human beings. If their strength is exhausted, they will die, and the recovery of strength will be far less than the consumption. This is also in accordance with the laws of nature.
Nangong He was shocked in his heart. He kept retreating, but he still carefully observed the level of Xia Ji's power consumption.
"Soldiers are impermanent, waters are impermanent, and they move due to the changes of the enemy" is the most basic quality of a general. He can ridicule and curse, but he is also a general.
The prince wanted to charge towards him, but the army kept moving with him,
He rushed, and a group of soldiers rushed up to block, encircle and suppress,
From the beginning of the confrontation to now, this man and his army have moved dozens of miles.
The soldiers are constantly moving.
The cavalry is integrated at the end.
A good general always knows to keep the best soldiers for the crucial blow that turns the tide of the war.
Nangong He looked at the terrifying Seventh Highness after a few obvious consumptions, and then looked at the rosary he put on his left hand, but the color seemed to have dimmed, he thought for a while, and then resolutely cast it out. The chess piece of "Three Thousand Iron Cavalry".
With this chess piece, he will take the prince's life! ! !
"Cavalry charge! Kill!!!"
With an order, the drums were beaten, and the shield mountain was separated, revealing the earth that had turned into blood and fire, with the devil in the center.
Da Da Da Da Da Da! !
The earth shook for dozens of miles.
The iron-colored beast turned into a torrent from the other side. All the soldiers wore iron helmets, their eyes were sharp, and they stared at the prince in the center.
Between the impact, each iron cavalry turned into a bit of flesh of this giant beast, and each team turned into the muscle texture of this giant beast,
Viewed from a high altitude, the three thousand iron cavalry rolls like thunder, and the giant hand of the gods clenched it into an iron fist~IndoMTL.com~ This fist, violent and incomparable, slammed into Xia Ji!
A force of strength!
Turn it into a punch! !
However, Xia Ji seemed to have been waiting for such a punch for a long time.
The smoke and dust filled the air, and the snow was flying like a cloud layer that was still roaring. He stood in the cloud that had not dispersed.
Every thought is like a fixed frame.
"Life is to come, death is to come, I will save you for you, to be reborn, Tathagata."
After the faint voice, a thirty-foot golden buddha hand, like the day when the clouds are broken, the clouds are all clear, the golden light is silent, does not disturb everything, does not cause dust, and the iron gray on the opposite side, like running thunder, is The "giant fist" that shook the earth and was rolling snow into dragon formed a sharp contrast.
The giant fist and the bergamot collide in the middle of the battlefield.
The bergamot took it.
The unparalleled ferocity of the giant fist suddenly disappeared without a trace.
The fire burns the karma.
A slap kills two thousand.
And the two thousand fast horses were unaware, still carrying two thousand empty armors and sprinting forward, suddenly unaware of the terror of the bergamot just now.
Nangong Hezhi's eyelids twitched, and his face finally turned pale, but he suddenly gritted his teeth and roared, "This son is a flesh and blood, consumes a lot, kill him!!!"
The remaining 1,000 cavalry did not stop charging. After 2,000 empty horses, 1,000 sabres were raised, and the cold light shone!
And the devil-like prince looked at the oncoming horses, jumped up, and straddled one of them,
Following this iron-like force, he directly rushed out of the siege of the shield soldiers. After pulling the distance, he circled again and slammed into the remaining iron cavalry.
One point rushed to the group, looking from a height, an epic picture was drawn, using blood as ink and fire as the pen to outline this shocking battle.