It's just a game, why did you dig up my grave?

Fan Wuzhao breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the flag.

Keep shouting.

"Zhongxingshi, don't stop yet!

Are you going to attack your allies? "

After saying that, he quietly waved his hand to his son behind him.

Fan Jishe understood.

As soon as he waved the flag in his hand, the war drum behind him was immediately beaten by the ordering soldiers.

All Fan's soldiers were on alert.

Seeing this situation, "Zhongxingshi"'s chariot gradually slowed down.

Fan Wuzhao also breathed a sigh of relief.

However, when the distance between the two sides was less than a hundred meters.

The "Zhonghangshi" army suddenly accelerated again.

He rushed straight towards Fan's army.

Fan Wuzhao's expression changed drastically, before he could command the chariot to launch a counterattack.

Suddenly a low horn sounded from behind.

Everyone subconsciously looked back.

They saw two chariot troops galloping toward them from behind.

It was the armies of the Zhao and Wei families!

Ten figures soared into the sky from the chariot.

"The Fan clan has no virtue. I, the Zhao, Wei, and Zhongxing clans, will beg the thieves on behalf of Heaven today. Those who surrender will not be killed!"

Incomparably majestic power of Qi and blood was released from these people.

These ten people are actually ninth-level warriors!

Under such pressure.

Look at the enemies coming from three directions.

Fan's army suddenly became confused.

Many people had a look of fear on their faces.

Faced with the simultaneous siege of three families, there were at least 1,500 troops in military vehicles.

They have no chance of winning.

"Wait a minute!"

Fan Wuzhao shouted loudly.

"You three families are besieging the Fan family. Which family will be the first to confront us?

You don’t want more people to bully the less people, right? "

"Ah."

A ninth-level warrior from the Zhao family sneered.

"You, Mr. Fan, are unkind, unjust, unfaithful and unfilial, do you still want to talk about fairness?

Except for Fan Wuzhao and his son.

The rest of the soldiers could avoid death as long as they laid down their weapons.

Come on, brothers! "

Following his order.

Nine out of the ten ninth-level warriors rushed towards Fan's four ninth-level warriors.

One of them is the Nakagyo clan warrior who surrendered a few days ago.

Only a man with a black cloth around his face and dark blue robes was left floating quietly in the air.

It was Chu Xuan who came to watch the excitement.

Below, some Fan soldiers lost their fighting spirit after seeing ten ninth-level warriors.

If it weren't for the officers of each team who killed several soldiers who laid down their weapons.

Fan was probably going to collapse on the spot.

In the sound of drums.

Fan's chariot pairs were divided into three teams and rushed in three directions.

The troops wearing Zhongxing's clothes were the closest.

Before they could get up to speed, the army had already slammed into Fan's vanguard chariot.

The battle in the air and on the ground started simultaneously.

Chu Xuan watched the battle in front of him with interest.

The people wearing Zhongxing's clothes are naturally the soldiers of the Zhao family and the Wei family.

They also did not use fifteen hundred chariots.

After the Zhongxing clan's chariots were captured, the total number of chariots from the two families was not that many, and since the Zhao clan and the Wei clan could drive chariots, there were not that many warriors with sufficient strength.

The total number of chariots participating in this battle was more than 1,000.

However, Chu Xuan asked each team's last dozen or so chariots to be tied to the backs of their chariots with chopped trees.

So as soon as I started running, I saw the smoke and dust filling the air from a distance, and there seemed to be a lot of them.

With the strength of the Zhao and Wei families, it was not difficult to defeat these Fan soldiers who thought they were being surrounded by three families, did not even charge, and lost their will to fight.

Sure enough, as soon as the two sides clashed, many Fan soldiers took the initiative to throw down their weapons.

He turned the chariot and drove aside to surrender to the soldiers of Zhao and Wei.

In fact, Chu Xuan only needed one sword to defeat Fan and Zhongxing.

The main reason why I want to do this sexy operation is because it is so cool to be the sixth child.

He, Chu Xuan, has never fought such a rich battle since his first simulation.

Can't you enjoy it after all these years?

Under the siege of nine ninth levels.

Fan's Ninth Level soon couldn't support it any longer.

But compared to Zhongxing's guest minister who defected before the battle.

Fan's guests are much more dignified.

The two ninth-level warriors went crazy and attacked several warriors around them.

Put most people within the attack range.

Take advantage of this opportunity.

Fan Wuzhao mobilized all his strength to strike hard at the ninth-level Wei family warrior in front of him.

After repelling it, he accelerated suddenly and rushed out of the encirclement in an instant.

But before he could fly very far, Chu Xuan, who had been watching from the outside of the battle circle, rushed over and stopped him.

"Sir, Wu Zhao has never seen you before.

If you are willing to let me go, Wu Zhao will definitely give you a generous gift when he returns to the family! "

After Fan Wuzhao finished speaking, he glanced back subconsciously.

But found that no one was chasing him.

I couldn't help but feel relieved.

Just listen to Chu Xuan ask lightly.

"Thank you very much, how can I thank you?"

"As long as the Fan family has land, it can be given to Mr. Fan."

"Well, okay.

Go away and thank you. I will send someone to contact you then. "

"Thank you..."

"Shh!"

With a flash of sword light, Fan Wuzhao's head flew up instantly.

There was still a look of disbelief on his face.

"Remember to give me a thank you gift."