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Chapter 1080: A Catastrophe


King Dongcheng squinted his eyes, the cold wind blowing his cloak wildly, and said: "I don't know what Marshal Yang Shang has planned.

It stands to reason that you should have rested in Hongyan City."

The envoy chuckled: "Thank you for your consideration, Your Highness.

Our army has indeed rested, and the marshal also knows that the Tianjue Empire is the strongest among the three great empires in the Tiji Continent.

It not only has 800,000 soldiers, but also Lei We need the support of the Soul Tribe, but our marshal has said that Xiao Pass is restricted to surrender before dawn tomorrow, otherwise the heavenly soldiers from the Northern God Realm will definitely destroy Xiao Pass and leave no chickens or dogs behind."

"Leave no chickens or dogs behind" The King of Dongcheng couldn't help but burst into laughter: "Yang Shang is indeed a god.

Even if he speaks loudly, he is not afraid of the wind flashing his tongue.

You go back and tell Yang Shang that Xiaoguan is here.

If he wants to destroy Xiaoguan, just come."

Well, I, Chen Lu, am waiting for his army of gods here."

"If you are stubborn and want to die, no one can save you, just wait."

The envoy jumped on his horse and rode away.

"Your Highness," the guard looked pale and said, "How can we accept the challenge like this?"

"" King Dongcheng looked far away but said nothing.

"Your Highness, please tell me why you want to anger him," the guard frowned.

Next to him, a dozen generals also looked at King Dongcheng.

The King of Dongcheng sighed and said: "I arranged a lot of informants in Hongyan City.

According to the information they provided, Yang Shang lost nearly 700 gods in more than a dozen battles to occupy the Tianji Empire, and then in Killing Shi Yuan’s 200,000 men under Hongyan City The elite troops seemed to be invincible, but in fact, Yang Shang's 10,000-strong protoss advance army lost more than 1,700 people and injured more than 2,000 people.

The advance army that entered Hongyan City only had less than 8,000 people, and more than 2,000 of them were injured. , it cannot be cured in a moment.”

As he said that, King Dongcheng looked at everyone solemnly and said: "His Majesty Chen Yu has personally led 200,000 troops from the imperial capital, and we have 50,000 defenders in Xiaoguan, and there are 200,000 Tianjue troops in the east of Xiaoguan. elites, you should You should also know that the gods under Yang Shang are not omnipotent.

The Demonic Heart Arrow can penetrate their bodies, and the Demonic Crystal Cannon of the Broken Cauldron Realm can blast their protective aura.

In fact, they are just like us, with energy.

If you run out, you will die.”

"Your Majesty will arrive in three days.

If we can consume half of Yang Shang's troops in these three days, by the time your Majesty arrives, combined with the elites of the Thunder Soul Tribe, we will be able to severely damage or even annihilate Yang Shang's divine army."

King Dongcheng's eyes were blazing and he said: "God is not invincible.

It has always been like this.

As long as we unite sincerely and protect the country loyally."

He suddenly pulled out his sword, raised the blade high, and said: "I, Chen Lu, have been deeply favored by the emperor and deeply love my homeland behind me.

I would rather die in battle than become a slave."

Everyone drew their weapons and said loudly: "I would rather die in battle than become a slave."

Before the sun set, the army of the gods from afar had already arrived, covering the sky and the ground with brilliant golden light.

"Fight" King Dongcheng raised his sword high and shouted: "For the empire, for the honor of the soldiers" On the city, dense arrows, ballistae, magic crystal crossbows, magic heart arrows, etc. were shot into the sky one after another, and those strong men in the god realm also swooped down, leaning their sword energy and law power into the crowd on the city. , many people were killed in just a short moment, and the entire Xiaoguan city wall was trembling and shaking, as if it would collapse at any time.

"Look, that person is coming" In the air, holding the Yanhuang Sword lingering in flames, the person who came was none other than Yang Shang, and Yang Shang's intention was also very obvious.

He rushed straight towards the King of Dongcheng.

He wanted to capture the thief first.

Killing the King of Dongcheng would make this person free.

The 50,000 defenders inside the city gate were in pieces.

Unexpectedly, King Dongcheng knew that his death was coming, but he released his life and shouted: "Even if I die in battle, you must continue to fight.

You are soldiers, the soldiers of heaven."

Four dragon knights suddenly took off, wielding dragon swords and dragon guns to attack Yang Shang to protect King Dongcheng.

But there was no way to block it.

Yang Shang just swept past with a gentle sweep.

The four dragon knights died almost instantly.

There was even a god-king level dragon knight among them who was also unable to fight back.

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"Die, King of Dongcheng" Yang Shang's sword fell with a crash, and the power of the scorching flame law evaporated almost everything.

King Dongcheng's body was instantly wiped out, and dozens of soldiers on the side were also evaporated, turning into a pile of blackened bones and remains, which was too horrible to look at.

"The King of Dongcheng is dead, are you still stubbornly resisting?"

Yang Shang shouted loudly.

A hundred meters away, a black magic crystal cannon was already aimed at him.

"emission" "Bang" The fiery red cannonball flew over with tongues of flame, but what kind of cultivation was Yang Shang?

The trajectory of the ballistic trajectory was so slow in his eyes that he stretched out his left palm and grasped the moving ball with a single movement of his five fingers.

The magic crystal cannon, with a slight force, the shell suddenly exploded.

Although this crude magic crystal cannon was far less powerful than the magic crystal cannon of the Broken Cauldron Realm, it was still no small matter.

Mushroom clouds flew up on the city wall.

A group of Tianjue Empire soldiers cheered: "Blow it up and kill Yang Shang, that son of a bitch."

However, after the smoke dissipated, Yang Shang stood there unscathed, not even a trace of dust on his clothes.

His eyes were filled with anger and he said: "Kill them all, you stubborn idiots."

Suddenly, the city was filled with the sound of killing, the fire pillars of the magic crystal cannon and the flying magic heart arrows intertwined, Xiaoguan had been reduced to a living hell in the blink of an eye.

Until near dawn, almost all the 50,000 defenders in Xiaoguan died in battle.

Yangshang's divine army occupied Xiaoguan, but when they left Xiaoguan in the east, they saw flags waving in the distance and the sound of horse hoofs rumbling.

There was a sound, it was the cavalry army of the Tianjue Corps coming.

There were 70,000 cavalrymen in total, and they were also the most elite troops of the Tianjue Empire.

In front of the cavalry battle formation, the captain with his face hidden in his helmet raised his spear and shouted loudly: "His Royal Highness King Dongcheng has been martyred for his country.

Warriors, the time has come for His Highness to take revenge.

Use the blood of the enemy to wash away the shame." " The densely packed cavalry on the ground were rushing toward them, making people shudder.

Even the protoss soldiers in the advance army couldn't help but feel their scalps numb.

Although people in the mortal world were far less powerful than gods, their fighting courage seemed to be much stronger than gods.

“What a bunch of lunatics” Yang Shang narrowed his eyes and said: "But they are also a group of lunatics who want to die.

They want to block the wheels of the Northern God Realm with their mortal arms.

They are simply asking for death.

Let me kill them.

No one will be spared."

The master of the God-Emperor realm on the side said: "Marshal, we have just gone through a big battle, and many gods have been seriously exhausted.

Do you really want to continue fighting with these madmen in front of you?"

"Why not?

Don't forget that you are gods.

Could it be that you are afraid of these mortals?"

Yang Shang's eyes turned cold, making people afraid to look directly at him.

"Yes, rush to kill immediately" The fierce battle lasted for a whole day.

When the sun rose again, corpses were everywhere in the mountains and plains.

The people of the Tianjue Corps were indeed crazy.

After the 70,000 cavalry battle, 30,000 archers came up, followed by 50,000 heavy infantry, spearmen, chariot soldiers, etc., a total of 200,000 troops, and less than ten people escaped.

One percent, the entire mountain range and jungles were filled with dead people, the flags of the Tianjue Corps could be seen everywhere, and the smell of blood was extremely strong.

Yang Shang's eyes turned red as he killed, and Yanhuang's sword was stained with blood.

No one knew how many people had died under the sword that day.

But Yang Shang also saw many corpses of the advance troops.

"Head count."

Yang Shang slowly sat on a stone and wiped the blood on the knife on the weeds.

"More than 3,200 people died and more than 2,000 people were injured."

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"a bunch of rubbish" Yang Shang roared angrily.

The god general turned pale with fright and said: "Marshal, it's not that we are incompetent, but this mortal army is really powerful.

Their arrows and heavy artillery seem to be able to restrain our divine power.

Besides, this mortal army There are also many people with god-level cultivation who have caused us a lot of trouble."

At this moment, Dora fell from the sky and panted: "Thirty miles away from the north, another army is coming.

It is an army personally commanded by Chen Yu, the emperor of the Tianjue Empire.

There are more than 200,000 people. , In addition, there are some people from other races who seem to be very strong.

The number of divine masters is not less than 500.

Marshal, let’s retreat.

Everyone is exhausted.

Once the other party’s people arrive, we can’t leave even if we want to.

Can't leave."

"No, not leaving."

Yang Shang's eyes were fierce: "Why should I leave?"

Dora was stunned.

Several divine generals were stunned.

Yang Shang smiled lightly: "Since Chen Yu wants to fight with me, how can I disappoint him?

If I don't kill all Chen Yu's people, how can this emperor of the mortal world surrender to me?"

Dora didn't say anything, just stood aside quietly.

She knew that although Yang Shang was arbitrary and conceited, he would never send himself to a dead end.

At noon, the mighty Tianjue Empire's main army finally arrived at the foot of this mountain range.

Almost the entire plain was filled with their people, covering the sky and the sun.

On the other hand, there were less than 5,000 people left in the advance army on the hillside, which seemed very thin.

The sound of war drums and horns sounded, and Chen Yu immediately ordered an attack.

Soldiers are very fast, and he came really fast, so fast that Yang Shang's advance army didn't have any chance to breathe.

However, Yang Shang rose into the sky with the Yanhuang Sword, stepped on the white clouds, looked at the army on the ground, and laughed in a very loud voice: "Do you think you can destroy the army of the gods in this way?

Do you think my subordinates, Yang Shang, are still here?"

Are there only ten thousand gods?

Hahahaha Chen Yu, since you are here to die, how can I not give you a ride?

Come and experience the mighty power of the Northern God Realm."

As he spoke, Emperor Yan's sword was raised, and the flames surged into the sky, breaking through the Tianmen in an instant.

Suddenly, beams of light in the sky fell to the earth, blasting towards the Tianjue Empire's army positions like meteorites.

This time, the Northern God Realm sent more troops, a total of fifty thousand A catastrophe, this is definitely a catastrophe for the Tianjue Empire, and there is also deep helplessness and despair

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