Chapter 32: Golden Sword Rain on the Top of Dai City

"drink!"

The ultimate move was ready, Ying Ziye shouted softly, and swung his arms violently towards the direction of Daicheng tower!
Swish swish swish——

Boo hoo hoo hoo hoo——

Tens of thousands of golden swords, condensed from the true essence of the immortal way, smashed towards Daicheng like meteorites!

The scene is breathtakingly magnificent and extremely gorgeous!

However, in the eyes of the Zhao soldiers, this magnificent scene was like the end of the world!

fear!

Panic!

Horrified!

"Oh my God!"

"Mom!"

"Help!"

"Run away!!"

On the city wall, Zhao soldiers screamed and ran around like headless flies.

At this moment, military orders, ideals, and justice were all overwhelmed by fear!

However.
Where can they escape to in these few brief seconds?

Boom! Boom! Boom! —

The golden sword rain poured down, and the Daicheng city wall was instantly drowned by the deafening explosion!
Smoke is everywhere!

The wailing continues!
Boom! ! !
Accompanied by a loud noise like the collapse of heaven and earth, the earth trembled as if a dragon was rolling!

Under the shocked gaze of everyone, the tall and solid wall of Dai City collapsed!
(ΩДΩ)！！！

"Holy shit!!!!"

In the rear, Qin generals such as Wang Jian, Meng Wu, Wang Ben, and Meng Tian almost popped their eyes out!
this.
It's too shocking!
Originally, they thought that Ying Ziye's act of cutting open Wuyang Pass with one sword in Yan State was an unprecedented feat.

But, in comparison, the scene before me is simply not on the same level!

The huge city wall was directly destroyed, which was a shock beyond imagination!
This is the power of the immortals on earth!

No mortal can stop it!
After a while.
When the smoke and dust cleared, the majestic city wall that had just stood before the Qin army turned into ruins, with corpses lying all over it.

Only a few Zhao soldiers survived.

Bang~
Li Mu and Lian Po pushed away the huge rocks on their bodies with great difficulty.

They were all martial arts masters at the pinnacle of their abilities, and they tried their best to survive by hiding behind the huge rocks under the city wall.

And Hu Zhe and Le Jian, these two unlucky guys, have died!

The martial arts master's skills seem insignificant in the face of such power.

"Land God!"

"This is the land immortal!"

"How can a mortal body resist such divine power!"

Lian Po was panting, his body covered in blood, and his eyes showed deep fear.

Once upon a time, this was just a legend.

And this moment.

He personally felt the supreme power of the immortals on earth!

invincible!

"Li Mu, this prince will give you one last chance."

“To drop, or not to drop?”

Ying Ziye extended an olive branch to Li Mu for the third time. His admiration for this brave general came from the bottom of his heart.

Li Mu was a man of great talent, loyalty and courage, and he should not have died here.

He deserves a bigger stage and world!

As a time traveler, Ying Ziye knows very well that this world is not limited to enemies such as Han, Zhao, Wei, Chu, Yan, Qi, and Qin.

Beyond that, there is a wider world waiting to be explored!

"Thank you for your kindness, Your Majesty!"

"Li Mu was born a Zhao man, and died a Zhao soul!"

“I’m here!”

"Don't even think about setting foot in Zhao State!"

Li Mu vomited blood, and stood up slowly with a trembling body. He raised the Zhenyue Sword in his hand shakily. Although his voice was weak, it was extremely firm.

"Well." "What a pity!"

Ying Ziye sighed softly and tapped his index finger. A sharp sword energy instantly pierced through Li Mu's heart, ending his life and fulfilling his loyalty.

Although you admire me, if you are unwilling to surrender, you are my enemy.

When dealing with enemies, Ying Ziye will never show mercy!

So far!

The god of war of Zhao State has fallen!

"Mr. Wu An!"

"hateful!!"

"Ying Ziye, I'm going to fight you!"

Lian Po witnessed his best friend die before his eyes, and was immediately furious, wanting to fight to the death with Ying Ziye.

However, at this moment, Lian Po couldn't even pick up his weapon!
"anger."

“It doesn’t make you stronger!”

Ying Ziye shook his head slightly, ignoring Lian Po's anger, and gently drew his finger like a sword.

puff-

A huge head soars into the sky!

Lian Po, fallen!
Li Mu, Lian Po, Hu Zhe and Le Jian, the four most prestigious and powerful generals in the Zhao army, all died at the hands of Ying Ziye.

The 400,000-strong Zhao army lost its leader in Daicheng.

and!

The scene of Ying Ziye destroying the city wall with thousands of swords just now shocked them greatly!
Morale has hit rock bottom!

Rumble!
The sound of horse hooves could be heard in the distance.

Ying Ziye looked back and saw troops carrying the Zhao flag coming from the southeast and southwest.

The two armies have 100,000 soldiers each, totaling 200,000!
Add to that the 400,000 troops in Daicheng, the total army is 600,000!
This is a terrifying number!

These two armies came from Langcheng and Yucheng of Zhao State. After receiving orders from Li Mu, they were ready to launch an attack on the Qin army led by Ying Ziye from the rear.

Plan to cooperate inside and outside, and attack from the front and back!
With 600,000 against 100,000, they attempted to win by numbers and exhaust Ying Ziye.

However, plans often cannot keep up with changes.
Before the reinforcements arrived, Ying Ziye had already destroyed Dai City in an instant and killed all the high-ranking generals with the power of a land immortal!
"This"

"What happened!?"

"Why did the walls of Daicheng disappear?"

The soldiers of Zhao's Wolf City and Yucheng looked at each other in horror as the city wall disappeared out of thin air in front of them.

Then, they saw Ying Ziye standing in the air, and a terrifying thought arose in their hearts!

city ​​gate
Could it have been destroyed by a single blow from this land immortal?
This idea became stronger and stronger in their minds.

Gulp~ The generals of the two armies swallowed hard and looked up at the ruined city wall, hoping to find traces of their commander Li Mu.

They were searching through the ruins when suddenly!
Their pupils suddenly shrank as they discovered a familiar figure—it was Zhao’s god of war, Marquis Wu’an Li Mu!

However.
At this moment, he was lying quietly in the ruins, without any breath!

Wu'an Jun Li Mu is dead!!!

How can it be! ?
The invincible and indestructible Lord Li Mu is actually dead! ?

They couldn't believe the facts before their eyes and were unwilling to accept this cruel truth!
The coaches are dead!

How can we fight this battle?!

"Warriors of Zhao!"

"Fight the Qin army to the death! Avenge Wu'an Jun!"

A shout filled with anger and hatred exploded in the Zhao army, quickly spreading to the entire army like a spark.

"revenge!"

"revenge!!"

"revenge!!!"

Countless voices gathered together, with great momentum, like a landslide or tsunami!

Everyone looked at Ying Ziye with eyes burning with deep hatred.

This was Li Mu's carefully planned backup plan.

Before the battle began, he foresaw the possibility of his own demise.

He instructed his personal guard general Sima Shang that if he was killed by Ying Ziye, he should use his death to arouse hatred and anger in the hearts of the Zhao army in order to boost morale.

As the old saying goes, the army that mourns will win!
Six hundred thousand desperate soldiers, this is the only hope to defeat Ying Ziye!

(End of this chapter)