Chapter 141 The entire army has lost their fighting spirit, they are killer gods!
It was not the wind howling, nor the rain flying backwards, but the mount under his crotch seemed to have turned into a bolt of lightning, cutting through the wind and rain with unstoppable force.

The wind was cold and sharp, and icy raindrops fell from the sky, only to be left behind by the speeding figure.

Ying Zheng was focused on nothing else at this moment, except the spear in his hand and the horse under his crotch.

His eyes were as sharp as torches, fixed on the dense array of spears in front of him. In his mind, he repeatedly deduced the various tactics that Huo Qubing had used to break the array in the past, trying to figure out every possible way to break the deadlock.

Today, the First Emperor's emotions were agitated twice. The first outburst restored his whole body's true energy, and with one sword he killed three rows of rebels.

Later, when the Snow Dragon Riders swept across the hillside, he pierced through five enemies with a single sword strike, with such great momentum that this move helped her achieve a small breakthrough in the Grandmaster realm, and now she has reached the consummation of the early Grandmaster realm.

The true energy in his body surged like a river, the fighting spirit in his chest burned fiercely, his eyes were sharp, and he looked down on the world with pride.

He is already an emperor, and now that he is riding this invincible warhorse, he is even more powerful.

I would like to ask all the heroes in the world, who dares to challenge him and fight him?!
The Qin Shi Huang's skills were far superior to Huo Qubing's. Seeing that Huo Qubing was eager to fight, the latter was willing to let him have the important task of charging into battle.

If he really had such talent, he would be qualified to be the leader of the Great Snow Dragon Riders.

In just three or five breaths, a distance of one mile was gone in a flash.

The First Emperor looked at the direction of the central army where Zhang Liang was fleeing, chose the place where the enemy troops were most concentrated, and rushed forward like a storm.

In a flash, when he was several meters away from the enemy, the First Emperor infused his true energy into his spear and swept it across the air. The tips of a row of spears broke and fell to the ground one after another.

Almost at the same moment, the war horses penetrated the crowd like thunder, and the first row of soldiers were instantly smashed into pieces and splashed out.

The tremendous impact force was like a landslide or tsunami, instantly smashing the bones of the soldiers in the second, third, and fourth rows at the rear, causing them to wail in the air.

The warhorse leaped into the air and lightly passed over the oncoming rain of spears. When it landed, its two iron hooves as big as bowls struck like thunder, crushing the upper bodies of the two enemy soldiers.

After landing, the First Emperor thrust forward fiercely with the cold iron spear in his hand, and the umbrella-shaped area in front of him suddenly turned into a Shura field filled with blood mist and flying limbs, and shrill cries resounded through the sky.

However, the dragon horse under him was not affected at all, still maintaining its terrifying impact force and continuing to gallop forward.

Facing the spears coming from the front, Ying Zheng calmly swung his spear to block them, and the dragon rider was like a beast in an empty space, invincible.

All the people encountered along the way were instantly shattered like fragile kites under the crazy impact of thousands of pounds of force.

The broken limbs and body parts, along with the splattering blood, scattered like dust among the panicked soldiers around them.

Facing the spears attacking from the flank, Ying Zheng never had to be distracted.

Because on both sides behind him, the iron-blooded generals Dahei and Huo Qubing, one on the left and the other on the right, had already clenched their spears in their hands, like two moving barriers, helping Ying Zheng to defeat all enemy generals who blocked his way forward.

Like Ying Zheng, they crushed all forces that tried to resist with the force of thunder. No matter how long or short the weapons were, they were all turned into flying fragments under their violent impact.

Behind these two fierce generals stood a dragon rider captain, who also swept the battlefield with a fearless attitude to ensure that the road was unobstructed.

Thus, this large Snow Dragon Cavalry was like an unstoppable icebreaker, dully and powerfully piercing into the heart of the 40,000 enemy troops.

Solid defenses, tight formations, and clever tactics are all as fragile as thin paper in front of them!

Another sweeping blow swept the enemy troops in front of them like straw being swept away by the strong wind. Ying Zheng rode the mighty dragon horse and rushed straight to the center of the enemy army, aiming directly at Zhang Liang!
"Hold them off!"

Han Cheng's face turned pale and he roared hysterically.

Han Cheng was almost panic-stricken at this moment. He had never expected that the enemy's heavy cavalry would be so domineering and brutal, with no rules at all.

In their Ten Thousand Blades Formation, these black-armored knights carved out a bloody path, and no one could get within three meters of Ying Zheng!
Occasionally, a few warriors bravely stepped forward, but they were immediately knocked into the air by the black cavalry. Their blood turned into blood mist before it even hit the ground. No matter where on the body was hit, it was instantly turned into powder!

"What kind of monster is this?!"

Han Cheng was shocked.

"This is my first time leading an army against Qin, how could I encounter such a terrifying existence!"

In just a short moment, he suddenly realized why the eight thousand elite troops under Long Jue's command collapsed after less than ten breaths.

At this moment, since the first black warhorse broke into the formation, in just two breaths of time, the defense line carefully constructed by their 40,000-strong army had been completely torn open with a huge gap!

This is not just a description of the broken, but the actual dismemberment and destruction. Wherever it passes, broken limbs and debris are everywhere, which is shocking!
Boundless fear surged into his heart like a tide. Han Cheng no longer cared about keeping the formation intact and immediately mobilized all the soldiers around him.

Even at the cost of their lives, they must block the cavalry's charge path.

However, at this time, the speed of the Snow Dragon Riders did not decrease much.

Although they collided with the enemy several times during their rapid charge, their speed did not decrease significantly.

In addition, the tragic scenes on the battlefield were so shocking that only the soldiers in the rear, whose vision was obstructed and who were unaware of the truth, would obey orders and move forward to block the enemy.

As for the front-line soldiers who saw their comrades' arms and legs flying around, they were already scared out of their wits!
At this moment, let alone raising their spears to meet the attack, even if Ying Zheng's figure approached, everyone couldn't help but retreat desperately.

I was afraid that if I wasn't careful, I would be swept by the spear of this god of death and be smashed to pieces in an instant!
This is one of the reasons why the Great Snow Dragon Riders firmly believe that they are invincible in the world.

No matter what kind of enemy they are, once they see their cold-blooded and ruthless methods of killing, they will all feel a chill in their hearts and tremble with fear.

At this moment, Ying Zheng also deeply understood why Huo Qubing, as a spearhead, could advance rapidly in the enemy camp with unstoppable force.

Because after the initial few waves of tenacious resistance, the subsequent enemy troops were either unable to retreat due to the crowds and were forced to stay where they were.

Either they have already lost their fighting spirit and dare not even point a spear at this killer god!
Ying Zheng raised his head and let out a long roar that shook the sky, then he spurred his horse forward and headed straight for where Zhang Liang was.

His figure was like a sweeping hurricane and powerful thunder. Wherever he passed, anyone who tried to resist was turned into a dead soul by his gun or trampled into dust by his iron hooves.

In an instant, Ying Zheng could clearly see the entirety of Zhang Liang's mount, and no soldier in front of him dared to confront him.

Panic was widespread in the army. Some people tried to turn their horses around and escape, but they were ruthlessly crushed to pieces by the group of snow-white dragon riders that followed closely behind Ying Zheng.

There were also a few generals who were proud of their martial arts skills and jumped into the air, trying to stop Ying Zheng in the chaos.

However, faced with the power of a warhorse weighing thousands of pounds and the powerful true qi of a grandmaster, they were as vulnerable as straws and were pierced one by one by the spears, becoming ghosts under the spears.

(End of this chapter)