Royal Gold Magistrate

Li Yuanzhao shouted that he had already rushed towards Wutu.

And Wu Tu was completely in a rage, his eyes were red and he looked at Li Yuan from a distance: "I'm looking for death!"

Jin Yiwei guarded Li Yuanzhao's side, constantly slashing and killing the flustered Jin army.

Wherever the blade passed, the enemy soldiers were chopped off one after another.

Resist... There is no way to resist at all, and now there is still a buzzing in my ears, and I haven't recovered yet.

It is not bad to be able to get on the horse reluctantly with strong willpower.

Many people even felt a little bit confused for a while, and the shouts of their companions were not very clear.

Jin Yiwei began to circle around the entire Golden Army, constantly shrinking inward and strangling.

The horseshoes didn't stop, rolling up bursts of dust, and the Jin army was already in a killing battle.

Wutu is being protected by his personal guards.

No matter how much he yelled, it's hard to stop the decline... Now the army's morale has been lost, and the situation is in chaos.

And the enemy is so powerful that they are still harvesting lives.

The remaining Jin Jun's heart began to collapse again.

In the process of constantly parrying, his eyes still looked into the distance from time to time.

They can now still see friendly troops who haven't fled too far away.

Of course they are alive... What about me?Why should I wait here to die?

The more he thought about it, the more desperate he became. Some people resisted the wave of Jin Yiwei's knife array and began to run out, while some broke down and cried.

While waving the weapon, he was still crying.

There are also people who are so courageous that they want to charge forward and break the siege of Jin Yiwei.

Under Wutu's desperate command, this small group of people began to reorganize into a combat force.

The stormtrooper with hundreds of people had just formed, and a grenade was quickly thrown into the crowd...

"They still have them, hurry up!!"

The stormtroopers who finally got together scattered like birds and beasts in an instant.

Originally, each person was allocated three grenades, but there was actually a little more to spare, because some people didn't have time to throw them out, but after the three rounds of bombing, the golden army had already been divided too far.

Throwing another grenade is tantamount to wasting.

It's good now, seeing them start to gather together again, Jin Yiwei, who had spare grenades in his hand, immediately threw them out.

Just one or two grenades once again extinguished the arrogance of the Jin army.

Many people started to run away with their heads in their hands, and ran away without hesitation.

Some even got off their horses and knelt down, bowing their heads to the sky in despair.

This is a weapon bestowed by the gods, it cannot be fought anymore... absolutely impossible to win!

Wutu has completely collapsed, and is still taking the lead in counterattacking, his voice has become extremely hoarse: "Kill! Kill! Don't run away, come back to me... Those who surrender to the enemy will be killed!! Those who surrender to the enemy will be killed!!"

It's a pity that the volume is too low, and it's hard to stop the decline.

Li Yuanzhao also saw the opportunity and shouted: "Put down your weapons, those who surrender will not be killed! Those who continue to resist will be killed!"

They can't understand, and it's useless to shout...

Zhao Liehu was beside him, baring his teeth when he heard it, and immediately rushed to a Jin Jun who had dismounted and surrendered.

Bend down and be pulled by him to the far open field...and then turn back.

You Jinjun suddenly realized when he saw this, he understood!

This is the Surrender Don't Kill!

So some people continued to surrender, while chanting words to persuade their teammates...

"Your Majesty! Let's retreat quickly, we can't stay here anymore..." The confidant closest to Wutu was still struggling to resist, and finally felt exhausted.

Wutu was furious: "Shut up! Our Dajin soldiers will only die in battle, and there will be no deserters."

"The yellow-mouthed boy took the initiative to call out to me, and followed me to kill him, sir to capture the enemy's head!"

The personal guards, who were less than a thousand people, began to charge on their own initiative. Li Yuanzhao was overjoyed when he saw him rushing out from the center.

Bring people head on.

"Children of the Li family, don't you want to have a one-on-one duel with me! Here I come!"

"Your Highness, be careful." Zhao Lie couldn't help reminding.

"Don't be afraid, Wutu has no way out, he just wants to capture me alive. Heh, the ignorant is useless, let him see what I can do, and you all will be able to take advantage of it!"

Seeing that Li Yuanzhao really rushed over, Wu Tu raised his knife to the sky with one hand, and laughed wildly: "How courageous!"

At this moment, Wu Tu's face was covered with blood, and his crazy expression was like a demon walking out of hell, but Li Yuanzhao was indeed unafraid!

When the two were ten steps away from confrontation, he withdrew his long knife to the horse's side and threw his hands back!

Two short guns have already appeared in his hands.

Seeing the movement of him withdrawing the knife, Wu Tu thought something was wrong in his heart, but it was too late.

Just hear two bangs!

Two projectiles shot through the horse's armor, stably and accurately, and shot into the pupil of the horse, and two pillars of blood shot out.

The horse's eyes went mad with pain, and he stood up, violently throwing Wutu into the air.

It's now!

Li Yuanzhao's eyes flickered, the shouts of killing in his ears, and the flow of air seemed to be sluggish at this moment!

Wutu is wearing a custom-made armor, even the entire head has been fully protected, it can be said that the whole body is 360-degree protection, and short bullets cannot penetrate.

However, this protection is not without dead ends!

The inner thigh and the crotch should be connected with soft fabric, otherwise it is impossible to ride at all.

The moment the horse lifted him up, Wutu's door opened wide, and Li Yuanzhao's buttocks were revealed in front of Li Yuanzhao's eyes.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

With Wutu's mind blank, four flowers of blood exploded around the chrysanthemum in mid-air when he fell from the horse.

Wutu fell down, and the red and white parts of his body ooze out... A pair of eyes that have lost their luster are still deeply confused.

He didn't even have a chance to say a last word.

The guards behind him thought he just fell off the horse, and stepped forward in panic to help.

However, Li Yuanzhao is closer and faster!

With a stern face, he threw away his two guns, drew out his long knife and rushed to Wutu's side immediately, leaned over and used the knife to pick off the helmet, and cut off Wutu's head with one blow!

Then he picked the head up into the air with a long knife.

A pool of blood poured down his head, pouring Li Yuanzhao's face completely, murderous, like a demon god descended from the world.

At this moment, the battlefield fell into silence.

There was only one person, with blood on his face, walking on the battlefield with a knife in his hand and a firm gaze.

Across Wutu's headless corpse, Li Yuanzhao walked alone and went deep into the Jin army!

Zhao Lie's heart was already clenched, and he hurried forward with a large army to meet him.

Li Yuanzhao is in the front, Jin Yiwei is behind... and the Jin Army is watching.

Jin Bing all looked at the heroic and invincible emperor they had longed for before with horror in their eyes.

Now it's such a miserable, desolate situation...not even a whole body is available.

Clang.

The bodyguard who resisted the most fiercely put down the weapon in his hand, and knelt on the spot with his head bowed like a lost soul.

It's over, it's over!His Majesty is dead, all ambitions and careers are in vain... There is no point in fighting anymore.

Ten people, white people, thousand people...the golden soldiers were powerless to resist and surrendered one after another.

Wherever Li Yuanzhao's piercing eyes could see, the surrendered soldiers knelt down one after another.

"Wutu is dead! Those who surrender will not be killed!"

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