The fiefdom increases by 1 soldier in 1 second, and the empress kneels down and begs not to rebel

It has only been an hour or two since the war started, but the soldiers on the opposite side have already beaten them to the point where they are almost unable to resist.

In addition to being strong in close combat, they also had the crossbowmen attacking from the flanks. The mountainous terrain was not as good as the plains, and the terrain was high and low, but these people on the opposite side completely turned a blind eye.

It seems like a war has been fought in this mountainous area for decades.

Wu Shuang even suspected that this group of soldiers had been trained in the mountains. Otherwise, how could they be so good at fighting in the mountains.

It should be noted that the land of the Southern Barbarians also has many mountains. The tribesmen live on the mountains and are quite good at fighting in these mountains.

When they fought against Daqian soldiers and horses, they defeated them many times in the mountains in the early stage.

If Dagan hadn't sent the Red Flame Army in the end, the current lord of the world might have been owned by the barbarians.

But today's battle made Wu Shuang's confidence disappear.

He was good at mountain warfare, but now he was beaten down in front of this group of enemy soldiers. Most of the screams that came to his ears were the screams of his own soldiers, and the fallen bodies fell into the mud, one after another.

In this falling rain, too many people have lost their lives.

But at this moment, the enemy general who was fighting against him was becoming more and more fierce in his attacks.

There was another "clang" sound, Wu Shuang's teeth clenched, and a tingling sensation came from the hand holding the gun. He quickly took two steps back and distanced himself.

The wind howled by, Wu Shuang exhaled a breath of turbid air, and his face became paler.

Looking at the enemy general in front of him, he gritted his teeth and said:

"When did Qin Ze bring you people out of this mountain?"

"In fighting in the mountains, even the soldiers and horses in the hands of Emperor Daqian are no more than this."

Zhang Ni had a stern look on his face, flicked his wrist, shook off the water droplets in his palm, and said coldly:

"If you hadn't come, we wouldn't be here."

Hearing these unclear words, Wu Shuang frowned, "Humph, that sounds nice. There are a lot of troops ambushed in this mountain, just waiting for us to come in!"

Zhang Yi glanced at him contemptuously, and his voice became deeper and deeper.

"Before you came to invade, my lord told you that what we are going to fight are the soldiers of the imperial court! It is the Jin family that is causing trouble in the world!"

"Anyone who steps into this place will never escape death!"

"You didn't listen to our advice and insisted on coming to the mountains to be our enemies. Giving you a good death is the best result!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Yi stepped forward, stepped over the muddy puddle, and stabbed away with a spear!

Wu Shuang's face tightened, and he used a move to attack him.

But unexpectedly, the thrusting spear changed its attack in the middle. Zhang Ni took another step forward and turned the spear into a provocation, hitting Wu Shuang's wrist!

This change happened too quickly. Even though Wu Shuang was good at shooting, he lost the opportunity. He had no time to dodge, so he had to turn around and use his armor to guard against the spear!

There was a "bang" sound.

The spear missed the wrist, but hit the shoulder armor!

Zhang Ni snorted coldly, flicked his wrist, and the gun barrel shook into an arc, and then the gun head suddenly hit Wu Shuang's shoulder!

With a "bang" sound, the spear was drawn firmly on Wu Shuang's shoulder. Although he was protected by the shoulder armor, this time still caused a subtle "click" sound to be heard in the shoulder.

Wu Shuang's body tilted and his face became even paler. First he felt a numbness, and then a sharp pain spread all over his body from his shoulders to his body.

He understood that this was a broken bone.

If his hind feet hadn't touched the ground, he would have fallen to the ground at this moment.

But the rainy day and wet ground still caused him to slip and almost fall.

At this moment, Zhang Yi came with a spear, and the silver-white spear tip was pointed at Wu Shuang's throat. If he succeeded, the outcome of this battle would have been decided!

Wu Shuang saw how powerful it was and hurriedly dodged to avoid it, but the shot came too fast. Although it didn't hit his throat, it still missed his neck.

In an instant, there was blood in Wu Shuang's neck.

The blood streaks gradually expanded and flowed down his neck into his body. The strong smell of blood penetrated Wu Shuang's nose, making his breathing become more rapid.

The two have been fighting for several rounds now. Although the fighting is fierce, they are surrounded by a sea of ​​thousands of dead souls.

The surrounding mud was filled with blood, and the bodies washed away by the rain were pale, looking ferocious and terrifying.

Some have their eyes closed, or some have their eyes wide open. The only thing that is the same is that they have stopped making noise.

The dark clouds seemed to be falling, and a strong fishy smell spread over the chaotic battlefield.

From the corner of his eye, Wu Shuang saw that none of his soldiers and horses were left. The remaining people were struggling to hold on, but it was obvious that it was only a matter of time before they were all killed.

This strong breath of death almost made people suffocate. Wu Shuang took a deep breath, and his eyes seemed to have lost their sparkle.

He held the spear tightly with his still intact left hand, took a stance, looked at Zhang Yi and gritted his teeth and said:

"Today, I, Wu Shuang, kill myself and become a benevolent person. Someone will avenge me in the future!"

Hearing this, Zhang Ni narrowed his eyes slightly, spat out the rainwater mixed in his mouth, and shouted coldly:

"As for killing yourself to become a benevolent person? You are not worthy of it!"

"In today's battle, it was your inflated ambition that cost you your lives!"

As soon as these words came out, Wu Shuang's face turned red and he roared angrily: "Speaking lies! You will die!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he kicked the wet mud. This kick kicked out several pieces of sticky mud and shot it straight towards Zhang Yi's door!

Taking advantage of Zhang Yi's sight being blocked, Wu Shuang stepped forward and stabbed Zhang Yi in the throat!

but--

In the falling rain, Zhang Ni turned sideways forward, and the thrusting spear passed by his chin. If it had been an inch closer, it would have cut his throat!

But this inch is already a chasm!

A strong hand reached out, Zhang Yi grabbed Wu Shuang's gun barrel and pulled it back violently!

Wu Shuang's pupils tightened and his body leaned forward uncontrollably.

And in front of him, what greeted him was the extremely sharp spear in Zhang Yi's hand!

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"Pfft" sound.

The sharp spear pierced his face. Wang Pingping sank like water. He pushed hard and drove Hong Lun's head directly into the ground!

Immediately afterwards, he withdrew his spear and brought out something red and white, and then he shouted:

"Quick victory!!"

"There are enemy soldiers elsewhere that need to be dealt with!"

The general was killed, and the remaining barbarian soldiers were at the end of their game. Facing the incompetent flying army to kill them, they became lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

Only the cries of despair and disillusionment echoed around the remaining soldiers who were still wielding their weapons to kill.

A moment later, on the wet ground, deep and shallow footprints were filled with dirty blood, which seemed to extend to the end of the sky everywhere.

The blood-red smell permeated the place where there was a moment of dead silence and noisy war.

After Wang Ping dealt with the remaining soldiers here, he led his troops and horses to the next place!

And in another place where there was a war, a loud shout was shocking, like thunder rolling from the sky.

The expressions of the barbarian soldiers changed one after another, fear filled their hearts, and they were already timid before engaging in battle.

The man in the distance was tall and full of momentum. He shouted loudly among thousands of troops, and everyone was shocked:

"Look at my divine power! I am invincible!"