"General, please go and avenge us."

Behind him, a commander shouted loudly, and another commander and all the centurions followed suit.

"When did you see me abandon my companions?"

Ziqin snorted coldly, inserted the long sword into the scabbard, and took off the sunset bow from his back.

He opened his bow like a full sun, and five arrows turned into five flames and shot out. The five arrows shot through more than ten people, and suddenly there were more than ten burning people in the palace square.

Ziqin stood proudly at the entrance of the hall, holding a sunset bow, looking at the palace square like a god of war.

Originally, the general of the Zhao palace who was about to order an attack suddenly fell silent. Such a magical arrow. He could not guarantee that if he opened his mouth, he would be the next one to be hit by the arrow.

"Today, I will lead you to fight out. Do you believe me or not?"

Ziqin did not look back, but looked at the soldiers filling the square and roared loudly, and the unparalleled domineering force suddenly filled the entire entrance of the hall.

The eyes of the twenty-two cavalry generals overflowed with tears of excitement.

"kill."

The bodies that were already covered with scars and were extremely tired seemed to have gained new strength. The twenty-two cavalry generals roared loudly.

Shutting his mouth, Ziqin drew the sunset bow again. In the square, the extremely mighty and domineering Zhao Palace Legion suddenly became panicked. They had all seen the consequences of Ziqin's bow just now. But no one wanted to change.

Become the next Burning Man.

Seeing the soldiers running around in the square, Ziqin smiled coldly and quickly drew out his bow. There were not many arrows in Ziqin's quiver, only fifty arrows. According to Ziqin's bow, he could only fire five arrows.

Just draw the bow ten times.

However, when Ziqin drew the bow string ten times, the entire palace square was in chaos.

At least a thousand people were running around in the square in front of the palace hall. Ziqin suddenly put away his long bow and drew out his long sword.

"Brothers, kill."

The cold voice spat out from his mouth again, and the twenty-two cavalry generals followed Ziqin as if they had been beaten to death, forming a formation and rushing forward.

"Stop them. Stop them. If there is anyone who is timid, the whole family will be killed."

At this time, seeing that Ziqin had run out of arrows, the generals of the Zhao Palace finally became mighty and shouted loudly at the soldiers below.

There were thousands of palace guards. Even Ziqin's powerful arrows could only kill more than a hundred people. At this time, there were still hundreds of people in the palace square. Ziqin led 22 cavalry generals to fight out, and he was suddenly surrounded by hundreds of people.

surrounded.

Pierce, to put it bluntly, is a piercing attack, killing through the enemy again and again, causing huge damage to the enemy.

But there is a fatal point in this strategy, that is, the charge must not be blocked. Once it stops, it will be a dead end. Unfortunately, Ziqin is unable to penetrate quickly at this time.

"General, kill."

A shrill scream sounded from behind, and Ziqin's face suddenly turned cold. He was the captain who was the first to tell him to leave, but now he didn't want to be the first to die in battle.

Ziqin swung out his sword and split several long swords in front of him. He looked out like a hawk. However, the front was densely packed with human heads and sharp weapons, but there was no way.

In the end, he still lost to Xiang Shaolong, the protagonist in the original work.

Not losing in strength, but losing in wisdom.

Perhaps, people like me should not participate in the world game. If it is a river and lake, there is nothing to fear even if one person is against the entire river and lake. However, this is a battlefield.

Ziqin had countless thoughts running through his mind, but then he gritted his teeth again.

How can we admit defeat, how can we admit defeat, even if hundreds of people, or thousands of people, fight out, and lead their own cavalry regiments to fight back, but those who want their own lives will be sent to hell.

"kill"

Under heavy siege, Ziqin suddenly burst out shouting like a lone wolf being cornered.

A powerful force suddenly appeared from the lower abdomen. The concentrated effect of Zijin Sword Technique easily dissipated in front of this force. Immediately, a warm current spread along the meridians throughout the body.

In a trance, Ziqin seemed to see Lianglangshan, the face of the veteran holding a golden sword and fighting to the last moment.

As a general, I swear to the death and will not surrender.

A general will never admit defeat.

As a general, a thousand pieces can be used to split the enemy.

The power of the Purple Gold Sword Technique reaches a thousand levels.

A twisted smile appeared at the corner of Ziqin's mouth. The long sword suddenly slid sideways and swept across. The seemingly effortless blow suddenly brought out a whirlwind. Dozens of long swords in front of Ziqin broke silently like tofu carvings.

, then, the dozen or so soldiers closest to Ziqin looked at Ziqin with dull eyes, and their upper bodies slowly slid down to the ground.

There was no system prompt or any clear sign, but Ziqin knew that he had advanced, and that the Zijin Sword Technique had advanced. This set of sword techniques might have finally reached the level of Dacheng at this moment.

This is a power that belongs entirely to him, a power that he has cultivated assiduously and will never rely on any external force.

"boom"

A huge noise suddenly sounded, and Ziqin looked up slightly. The power of the sword just now was astonishing, which gave him a short respite. However, there were only less than ten cavalry generals left standing behind him.

In front of Ziqin, the palace gate collapsed toward the inside, and a man appeared at the city gate holding a sledgehammer.

For a moment, Ziqin almost thought this person was Zhu Hai, the heroic hero, but then Ziqin discovered that this person was actually Goutu.

Smash open the palace door with one hammer.

Ziqin stared at Gou Tu fiercely. This guy's strength was really astonishing. If it hadn't been for today's breakthrough, I'm afraid he wouldn't be Gou Tu's opponent. Of course, now that he has mastered Zijin Swordsmanship, he has the confidence to face any opponent.

The Sword Master Cao Qiudao stood in front of him, and he could win or lose.

At the entrance of the palace, Gou Tu's figure retreated, and a dull sound like late autumn thunder rang out. The next second, a black torrent rushed into the palace, and it turned out to be Ziqin's cavalry regiment.

"Reinforcements are reinforcements. Brothers, our reinforcements have arrived. Cheer up and follow me out."

Ziqin suddenly became excited at the familiar black torrent. He roared loudly and waved the long sword in his hand again. Behind him, less than ten cavalry generals left also began to rush after Ziqin crazily.

The palace was full of infantry. The infantry was not as good as the cavalry. In addition, the cavalry was made by Ziqin and was almost invincible. In just the blink of an eye, the cavalry had rushed in front of Ziqin. There were hundreds of guards in the palace.

They were all killed instantly.

"General, I have brought twenty-three war horses."

It was Li Xin who was in the lead, and behind Li Xin were well-guarded twenty-three war horses.

"Twenty-three war horses are no longer needed."

Ziqin clenched his hands. He had not been so angry for an unknown amount of time. At this moment, he was indeed angry, and furious.
Chapter completed!