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One thousand five hundred and seventy-eight Soul Broken Ivory Mountain


With a "bang", the sky collapsed and the earth cracked, and the red magma like red red rose into the sky, straight up to the sky.

Like fireworks, spraying into the night sky, illuminating the radius of dozens of miles like day, the meteorites as fiery red as a soldering iron begin to land after flying to a certain height, in all directions, like a goddess scattering flowers, and like a meteor falling from the sky, brilliant and gorgeous, magnificent.

"Oh no, the volcano is erupting" The thousands of troops and horses who were fighting stopped their weapons almost at the same time, and were shocked by this thrilling scene, and immediately let out various shouts, hugging their heads and running away one by one.

A round rock like a wine jar rushed towards the top of Gao Changgong's head, and when there was still a few zhang away from the top of his head, Gao Changgong's lips were dry and sweaty, so he could only give up Liu Xiu to urge the horse to dodge, and waved the spear in his hand like a windmill to protect the top of his head.

Fiery red rocks continue to erupt from the crater at the summit of Ivory Mountain, flying all over the sky like shooting stars.

The people on the chaotic battlefield shouted and neighed, and the ghosts cried and howled, and I don't know how many soldiers could not dodge, and were hit by meteorites falling from the sky, and they fell to the ground.

Wu Qi led 15,000 Han soldiers to advance against Alexander's banner, invincible all the way, seeing that he was about to meet the Babylonian phalanx in a short battle, never thought that suddenly the sky would collapse, the flames soared, countless rocks were sprayed into the sky, and then fell from the sky, killing an unknown number of soldiers.

"Retreat, retreat quickly" Wu Qi held a shield above his head and ordered the troops to retreat loudly, "The volcano has erupted, I don't know how long the magma will erupt, the whole army quickly retreated eastward" If it hadn't been for this volcanic eruption, by the time Yue Fei's army arrived at dawn, it would have almost wiped out more than 300,000 Roman and Anxi allied forces.

Although Wu Qi was unwilling to withdraw from the army, his manpower was really fragile in the face of natural disasters, so Wu Qi could only order Mingjin to withdraw his troops.

The horn of the army was blown, and it was intermittent, and the six or seven hundred thousand troops who were fighting on the battlefield were in a mess, braving the hail of rocks in all directions, trying to flee far from the foot of the mountain, and no one cared to kill the enemy anymore.

Ma Yuan took advantage of the chaos to get rid of the attack of Yang Qilang, Gao Chong, and Yue Yun, wielding a sledgehammer all the way to dial rocks of different sizes, or as big as a water tank, or as small as an egg, looking for Liu Xiu's banner in the chaos of the army.

The magma in the sky kept falling on the ground, and Liu Xiu's handsome flag was planted on the ground alone, which had been ignited by the magma, burned quickly, and soon turned into ashes.

Ma Yuan searched all the way, and with great effort, he finally caught up with Liu Xiu, who was covered with dust and dry mouth, urging the war horse with one hand and carrying the shield above his head with the other.

"The marshal is in a panic, Ma Yuan is coming to your aid" Ma Yuan shouted, urging Ma Yuan to catch up.

Seeing that Ma Yuan escaped from death, Liu Xiu was overjoyed, and while riding his horse to the west to flee for his life, he asked: "General Ma is fine" Ma Yuan rode his horse closely to Liu Xiu's left and right, constantly swinging his hammer to hit the rocks falling from the sky, protecting Liu Xiu from the battlefield and escaping from the foot of the volcano, "The last general is fine, he just suffered a little flesh wound."

Fortunately, this volcano erupted, otherwise I am afraid that the whole army would have been wiped out."

Liu Xiu sighed with emotion in his heart, put the shield on his head, and fled frantically: "Two hundred years ago, the Kunyang War fell meteorites from the sky, helping Emperor Guangwu defeat Wang Mang's 400,000 army, today there is a volcanic eruption, and rocks fall from the sky to help us break through, it seems that there is providence in the dark."

The volcano kept erupting, rocks of different sizes fell from the sky, killing hundreds of thousands of soldiers, the two sides had long stopped fighting, each holding his head and fleeing for his life, the Han army withdrew to the east, and the Roman army and the Sabbath army fled west.

The death of Achilles made Alexander grieve and regret at the same time, and led the Babylonian phalanx forward, trying to fight Wu Qi's Han warriors, as long as Wu Qi could be captured alive, then the battle could be reversed Unexpectedly, the two sides were about to meet each other, but suddenly the sky collapsed, and the fiery red magma sprayed up from the peak of the Ivory Mountain, like fireworks, and the large and small rocks rolled down, and the soldiers who smashed cried and shouted for their mothers, hugged their heads and ran away, and the dead were countless.

Alexander hurriedly ordered the whole army to retreat westward, and quickly withdrew from the foot of the ivory mountain, but only three or four miles to the west was met with a fierce magma, which erupted like a waterfall, and its power seemed to be enough to destroy the heavens and the earth.

"God, isn't Heaven going to destroy our great Babylon" Alexander was so stunned that he could only close his eyes and pray to God.

If it was a raindrop-like rock, it could still be sheltered, but this magma came so fiercely that it covered the top of the head like a waterfall, and there was nowhere to escape, nowhere to escape.

Alexander and the tens of thousands of soldiers behind him had only one way to die.

"Boom Boom" The cascade of magma fell mercilessly, completely submerging Alexander and the Babylonian phalanx behind him, and tens of thousands of resting soldiers were killed in the fire in an instant, and they didn't even have time to scream.

The great Alexander the Great was buried in the rocks and laid to rest in the ground.

The raging magma continued to erupt like a river, devouring the resting soldiers and Roman soldiers who had just passed through the area, and everywhere the magma went, it was reduced to ashes, leaving not a single living mouth.

The Han army was in a much better position than the Western army that encountered the lava of the waterfall, as it could flee directly to the foot of the volcano to the east, rather than to flee west or northwest along the mountains like the Romans and Sabbatarians.

As a result, the rocks above the Han army became more and more sparse, and the casualties were much lower than those of the Western coalition forces.

Fearing the raging volcano, countless Romans and Anxiers had no choice but to flee east with the Han and disarm and beg for mercy.

After all, ants are still greedy for life, and instead of being buried in the fire, it is better to try to beg the Han people for mercy.

The flames soared into the sky, the rocks rained down from the sky like raindrops, and only one person among the thousands of troops and horses was fighting bravely, fighting to the death, braving the meteor shower to keep assassinating the enemy, and this person was Yang Qilang.

Yang Qilang braved the falling rocks and rushed to kill for a while, and actually stabbed more than 200 people, and met Geng Yi in the chaos of the army, and stabbed under the horse with a gun, and was buried by a wave of meteorites before he had time to cut off his head.

After stabbing Geng Yi to death, Yang Qilang was still unsatisfied, and continued to brave the stone rain to find the enemy general, and after some searching, he ran into Picero who fled in panic and stabbed under the horse again.

Just as he was about to retreat, a disc-sized rock smashed into Yang Qilang's back, and the hot pain almost roasted a large piece of Yang Qilang's back, giving off the smell of burnt flesh.

Yang Qilang gritted his teeth and endured the severe pain, picked up a shield from the ground and carried it above his head, lay on horseback and followed the Han army retreating eastward to escape from the foot of the volcano, gradually leaving the magma far behind, and escaped back from the Ghost Gate Pass. t1706231537: