Villain: Rule Mobei and become a genius?

"Get ready to assemble. With this victory, the golden age of martial arts is coming!" Master Ziyang didn't say much, and there was no need to say anything else at this juncture.

Everyone knows the consequences of victory or defeat!

boom!

Suddenly, before Master Ziyang finished speaking, six huge city gates opened at the same time, and then a huge army rushed out from them like a tide!

"Hmph, what does he mean? Using these ordinary people as cannon fodder? I think Zhao Zheng is crazy!" Xuan Bei snorted coldly.

What use are these ordinary soldiers here?

like water off a duck's back!

"Not right!"

Master Ziyang frowned and stared at the army not far away.

Why does it feel like there are so many people in this posture!

Doesn't Zhao Zheng know that ordinary people are useless in the battle here?

However, the ridicule in everyone's eyes only lasted for one stick of incense, and the smiles on their faces solidified!

Because people in the city opposite are still leaving the city in a steady stream...

"This..." Wang Lingzhi looked at the scene in front of him in astonishment.

Did Zhao Zheng gather an army of millions? He is simply a lunatic. He has assembled so many armies. How can they fight?

The scene in front of them hadn't stopped yet. For an entire hour, no one had stopped at the city gate!

one million? more than!

The entire plain at the gate of the city has been filled with troops. Even the troops at the forefront are less than a hundred steps away from Ziyang Zhenren, and the number of people behind is still increasing...

Half an hour later, the man was already fighting in front of Master Ziyang, and the two sides were less than ten steps away!

We can already see the pores on each other's faces clearly...

"This, this, this, so many people?"

After Wang Lingzhi finished speaking, a young man from the Han army opposite him snorted coldly.

"Your Majesty has raised eight million troops. If you have the ability, you can kill all eight million of us in one fell swoop!"

The number eight million was like thunder in the ears of Ziyang Zhenren and others.

This number is comparable to the population of two cities!

Less than 100,000 versus 8 million...

This is no longer a gap that can be evened by strength. Even if these eight million people stand here motionless, they will still have to kill them for three days and three nights, and they may not be able to kill them all!

"Chinese!"

"Chinese!"

"Chinese!"

The sound of rushing echoed between heaven and earth!

Everyone was stunned, including the martial arts army that had just gathered. They looked at the sea of ​​people with stagnant eyes. What does this mean?

"What a great Zhao Zheng!"

Xuan Bei's teeth were itching with hatred. He had taught himself a lesson with these eight million people. Not to mention killing them all, who would dare to do it? After killing the inner demons, they have to be condensed into something substantial!

"Zhao Zheng, do you want these ordinary people to die?"

The sound of Ziyang Zhenren using his internal energy passed through the sea of ​​​​people and reached the city wall.

Zhao Zheng was sitting on the city wall at the moment, looking at the scene below. To be honest, this was the first time he had really seen the concept of eight million people. It can only be said that he never expected it.

Too much!

In the dark sea of ​​soldiers, the surrounded martial arts people are just a tiny dot!

Hearing Ziyang Zhenren's voice, Zhao Zheng sneered, shaking the military's morale.

"Zhang Boduan, how about I just let ordinary people die? People in the martial arts army listen carefully and think clearly whether you can kill all eight million of my people.

Even if you can kill them all, I still have a reserve army, and if there are another eight million, you can kill them. If you can kill all the creatures on this continent, I am willing to die by your hands, hahahaha! "

Zhao Zheng's wild voice reached everyone's ears.

Regardless of whether he was shameless or violent, after hearing Zhao Zheng's words, there was a commotion in the martial arts army.

These people are not regular troops at all, so naturally they have no discipline at all!

Some people suddenly shook their heads after hearing Zhao Zheng's words and the endless sea of ​​people in front of them?

"If labor and capital don't fight, how can we fight? Eight million people, not only can we kill them all, but we have to exhaust ourselves to death!" After that, the other party waved his hand and led the disciples of his sect away directly through a gap on the side. .

This number is a kind of crushing from the soul, the ultimate crushing.

There was a person who took the lead and everyone was gone in an instant, as if it was an infection. They were not madmen. People like Zhao Zheng, who wasted no time on human life, would really make these eight million people charge!

The shadow of a famous tree, Zhao Zheng's reputation itself is equivalent to cruelty and murder!

They naturally believed that Zhao Zheng dared to issue this order!

"Okay, okay, our alliance will be shattered instantly without even a single soldier. Your Majesty's plan is complete!" Master Ziyang watched this scene without stopping, and it was useless to stop him!

Zhao Zheng on the city wall showed disdain as he listened to the voice, and the gold silk dragon robe on his body was fluttering in the wind!

plan? No no no no! This is not a ploy, the eight million army is real, and the preparations for war are also real!

Master Ziyang glanced at Xuan Bei and Wang Lingzhi. The decision-making power of the battle here was not in the hands of those people.

"Let's decide the outcome in one battle!"

Master Ziyang left a few words and slowly rose into the sky.

Wang Lingzhi and Xuan Bei nodded, followed closely and soared into the air!

Whoosh whoosh!

More than a dozen figures followed them, all of them land gods!

Zhao Zheng leaned on the dragon chair and squinted his eyes to look at it slightly!

"There is Lao Guoshi!"

Zhang Sanfeng heard his words, bowed slightly, and then stepped out directly from the city wall.

"You go too. If you don't have a happy fight in this battle, it will be difficult in the future!"

Zhao Zheng said lightly, and Li Yuanba nodded while holding his pair of sledgehammers. However, he did not fly out, but stood on the edge of the city wall to guard Zhao Zheng.

"Yue Fei, pass on the order. The army will attack. I don't want to see any heretics here today."

"promise!"

Yue Fei bowed to accept the order and then waved his hand, and the attack horn sounded instantly!

"kill!"

The millions of troops under the city wall instantly rushed towards the tens of thousands of remaining martial arts troops, most of whom were from Shaolin.

"Tyrant!" Xuan Bei's eyes were splitting as he watched this scene.

He actually dared to start a war!

Emperor Zhou, who was sitting on the throne opposite, sighed: "One emperor through the ages!"

After saying that, he jumped up and ran into the crowd of Han soldiers, and was instantly transformed into a hedgehog!

He was begging for death. No matter how he was, how could he, a generation of emperors, let a group of bald donkeys humiliate him!

Your life is in your own hands.

A melee breaks out.

Zhao Zheng is sitting on the dragon chair. There is no emotion in the dragon's eyes. He will finish this battle in one battle. Those who obey me will prosper and those who go against me will perish. The world will be united in front of us!

Only when all these people die can the world usher in a true prosperous age of martial arts and great unity!

The world belongs to Zhao Zheng! He could create a prosperous martial arts era with his own hands, but that would be under the jurisdiction of the Han Dynasty and surrendering to the imperial power!

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