When Ying Xin got off the white jade carriage, Wu Kuang and the peasant children had already crossed half of the one-mile distance. The archers in the camp had already drawn their bows under Wei Zhuang's command!
Wei Zhuang looked at the farm disciples charging at him like a yellow dragon. His expression was stern as he waved his sword and said.
"Archers, release your arrows!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the hundreds of archers released their grip!
Swoosh! Swoosh!
Hundreds of feathered arrows, carrying the aura of death, shot towards the farmer disciples!
Wu Kuang was not shocked as he shouted.
"Raise your shields!"
Following his command, the farm disciples raised their right hands one after another, and small round shields were tied to their arms!
Although these shields weren't big, they were more than enough to cover vital areas!
Ding ding dang!
With the sound of metal clashing, most of the arrows missed. They either hit the round shield or were blocked by the farm disciples with their weapons.
The number of casualties was indiscernible!
Wei Zhuang narrowed his eyes. These peasant disciples were clearly prepared. In order to deal with the killing techniques on the battlefield, they even had shields.
Once they were engaged in close combat with these farm disciples, the soldiers who were good at killing on the battlefield were no match for these martial artists!
However, as the successor of Phantom Valley, Wei Zhuang knew very well how to deal with the formation of these martial arts masters.
"Open the door!" Wei Zhuang said coldly.
Under his command, the camp gate that had just been closed opened wide, and hundreds of cavalrymen swarmed out!
The best way to deal with martial artists was to form an army and charge forward!
In this way, unless they were grandmasters, they would not be able to shake the army!
The momentum of the hundreds of cavalrymen charging forward instantly surged into the sky. Seeing that the situation was not good, the disciples of the farmer family did not fight head-on. Instead, they scattered to the two sides, leaving a portion behind to delay the cavalrymen.
The remaining farm disciples, under Wu Kuang's lead, charged madly towards the camp!
However, at this moment, the sword-shield men had already blocked the gap in the gate, and the square-shaped infantry and shield armor had already been arranged.
Under Wei Zhuang's arrangement, twenty soldiers formed a square, five in a column, each holding a sword and shield. Every square formation looked out for each other as backup.
If these peasant disciples dared to jump over the wall and enter the camp, then what awaited them would be a flurry of blades!
Thousands of peasant disciples instantly clashed head-on with Qin Zu, who was blocking the gate!
"Kill!"
"Kill that thief Qin!"
"To repay Your Majesty!"
"I swear to defend the glory of Great Qin!"
In an instant, blood flowed like a river at the camp gate!
Suddenly, a figure rose from the chaotic battlefield at the camp gate. He was holding the Cold Cicada Sword. It was Wu Kuang!
A bright blue sword Qi was released from the Cold Cicada Sword!
"Ying Xin, come out and accept your death!”
"Today is the day I avenge my brother!”
The angry roar that was accompanied by the sword qi shook the battlefield!
Boom!
The blue sword Qi slashed down, and hundreds of Qin soldiers were all cut in half!
Wu Kuang landed, and the Qin soldiers around him turned the land he landed on into a sea of blood in an instant!
Wu Kuang pointed his sword at the camp with a furious expression!
His line of sight penetrated the entire battlefield and looked at Ying Xin, who was standing on the white jade carriage.
Today, he swore to kill Ying Xin!
He wanted to avenge his brother!
Ying Xin stood on the white jade carriage and looked at Wu Kuang with an indifferent expression. Then, he looked around.
He did not even remember who Wu Kuang's brother was. He had fought for Great Qin and killed countless people.
He was already tired of hearing such words.
He couldn't even be bothered with her.
Those who wanted to take revenge on him could line up all the way from Xianyang to Sang Hai.
Could it be that he, Ying Xin, remembered every single one of them?
He would only remember people like Xiaomeng who had killed their way to him!
The world of war was incomparably cruel!
Wu Kuang saw Ying Xin glance at him and then look elsewhere. He was stunned at first, then he was furious!
He had spent a lot of effort to rope in various forces and then killed his way over!
However, this guy completely ignored him!
She treated him like air!
This was intolerable!
A terrifying surge of true energy erupted from Wu Kuang's body.
The aura of a great grandmaster!
A blue shadow suddenly appeared on Cold Cicada Sword!
However, a ghostly sword suddenly slashed out.
Wu Kuang's expression changed drastically. With a sway of his feet, he dodged the attack with his entire body. At the same time, he slashed his Cold Cicada Sword backward and blocked the second attack!
After Wu Kuang steadied himself, he finally saw who it was.
It was Wei Zhuang!
The Shark Tooth Sword in Wei Zhuang's hand tilted slightly to the ground as he looked at Wu Kuang coldly.
"You want to kill Lord Marquis?"
"With just you guys?"
"That's wonderful."
In the calm tone, there was a condescending sneer that made Wu Kuang feel extremely ear-piercing. His face instantly turned red with anger. In the next moment, he took out a Soaring Star from his pocket and threw it on the ground.
"Thief Qin, you will die today!”
Under Wu Kuang's furious voice, the Soaring Star exploded on the ground and shot up into the sky!
A huge firework exploded in the sky!
Zhang Mo, who had been quietly waiting nearby, waved his hand when he saw the fireworks in the sky.
"Let's go!"
"Yes!" The assassins from the Yue Empire responded and leaped up!
Their bodies carried a desolate aura!
The totem carvings on their bodies made them look extremely terrifying!
The Hundred Schools of Philosophy's people also moved out.
The three experts who were emitting the aura of a martial grandmaster instantly disappeared from where they were!
After everyone set off to attack Ying Xin's camp, Zhang Mo's figure suddenly disappeared from the bamboo forest like a ghost.
What everyone didn't know was that after absorbing Lu Buwei's failure, Zhang Mo had specially cultivated a top-notch cultivation technique.
This cultivation technique was originally focused on escaping, but it had been cultivated by this miscellaneous tycoon to the point where it could appear and disappear unpredictably, killing people in an invisible manner!
Ying Xin stood on the white jade carriage and looked at the fireworks in the sky. He narrowed his eyes slightly. There would be a lot of people coming today.
With so many human heads cast into the capital, it would presumably be able to deter those who were ready to rebel against Qin.
He looked at the battlefield in the distance, and killing intent that made people feel as if they had fallen into an ice cellar had already begun to appear in his eyes!
"Let me see how many people you have prepared for me to kill!”
Amidst the murmurs, hundreds of figures appeared from all directions.
After the farmers stalled the army, the experts of the Hundred Schools of Philosophy and the assassins of the Hundred Yue started to display the characteristics of martial artists!
Kill the general and seize the flag!
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