Who else?
Fu Su asked who else was there?
This sentence.
On this occasion.
It was clearly a sentence that seemed normal and very inspiring.
It was clearly a sentence that was full of intimidation.
In the eyes of the live broadcast room, it exploded.
Who else?
"Damn, it's a classic. A 2,000-year-old classic.”
"Sir Star plagiarized a classic from two thousand years ago.”
"Two thousand years ago, who else was there?”
"You're a historical historian. You didn't even record such a classic sentence. Go eat shit.”
The people in the live broadcast room choked on a mouthful of food, and their moods were jumping up and down.
The degree of shock could be said to be directly pulled to the maximum.
On the live broadcast platform.
During the war, accounts under the age of 18 were also forcefully logged off.
To a certain extent, this cruel war was not suitable for those who were underage to watch.
It could even be said that when a dead person appeared, no one under the age of eighteen was allowed to watch.
shouted Fu Su.
The three armies retreated.
"All along, it was just a boast that he could force the three armies to retreat with a roar. Now that I've seen it with my own eyes, the shock I felt is simply indescribable.”
" This is the ancient war, a cruel war. In this place, death seems to be the most normal thing. Cherish the peaceful life you can have now.”
"From the perspective of modern people, it is difficult for us to accept such a scene. However, the ancients might have long been used to it. Perhaps it is our honor to be born in a peaceful era.”
War was too bloody and cruel.
Corpses littered the ground.
Fu Su's body was already dyed red with blood.
The Heavenly Halberd had already turned red.
Drip, drip, drip!
Fu Su was bleeding.
"Hahahaha, is this all the Zhao army can do?”Fu Su laughed.
The hand holding the halberd was sticky and covered in blood.
He even raised his halberd.
A large chunk of intestines fell onto Fu Su's shoulder.
In the live broadcast, Fu Su threw the intestines out.
Then, he wiped the blood off his face.
No, it wasn't just blood. There was also some white, beancurd like stuff.
Who knew whose brain was that?
This scene stunned countless people.
This scene left a psychological shadow in countless people's hearts.
Fusu.
Was this Fu Su?
At this moment, they didn't have much time to think.
The Qin army swarmed forward.
Fu Su took the lead and charged into the Zhao army camp.
"Block the city gate. No one is allowed to retreat. Those who retreat by half a step will be killed without mercy.”
"Those who retreat half a step will be killed without mercy!!”
On the battlefield, the Zhao generals and supervisors shouted.
The morale of the Zhao army was not high.
They no longer had the courage to face Fu Su.
However, with the existence of the supervisor, no matter how desperate they were, they could only charge forward.
"I hope Your Majesty will treat your wives and children well. Brothers, charge!”
"Protect the country, what's there to be afraid of? I hope old mother won't miss me.”
"Hahahaha, so what if I die? Kill!”
Qin and Zhao had an old grudge, not to mention there was a supervisor behind them. Even if they knew they were going to die, they would still charge forward.
Brave and fearless.
It was shocking.
Fu Su exhaled deeply.
These were all fresh lives.
However, there was no mercy or sympathy on the battlefield.
As the saying goes, each serves his own master.
Fu Su's eyes suddenly opened as he gripped the Heavenly Halberd tightly.
"Fu Su admires your courage. Today, you will die with honor!!!”
As Fu Su's voice faded, there were no intact corpses under the halberd.
Crack!
Puff!
One of the Zhao soldiers who was charging forward with a furious roar was instantly sliced off from the waist by the halberd.
His upper body fell to the ground. Zhao Jun's mouth and nose were bleeding, and his eyes gradually lost their light. He kept shouting,"Mommy, Mommy!"
When people were in the most despair and pain, the first thing they thought of was their mother.
It was as if a mother was the most important thing in a person's heart.
No matter how old this person was.
However, his mother would always be his safest harbor.
Fu Su heard it. He heard it amidst the beating of the war drums, but he was expressionless.
He did not even look at it.
This was the cruelty of the battlefield.
"Kill!"
Fu Su shouted loudly. Under the halberd in his hand, Yan You Man was perfect.
Death was the main theme of war, and no one could avoid it.
Fu Su killed his way into Anyang City. He was surrounded by the Zhao army. As far as his eyes could see, the front and back were densely packed with the Zhao army.
At this moment, Fu Su seemed to be alone and helpless.
The Zhao army also exploded with the momentum of a defeated army.
He rushed over like a madman and wanted to kill Fu Su.
They had already disregarded life and death.
This was the strength of the State of Zhao.
Little Sister Dai looked on, her face pale and silent.
This was an era filled with war.
This was a seemingly beautiful but bloody and cruel era.
One by one, fresh human lives were lost in front of him. That feeling was indescribable.
She even wanted to vent the pent-up emotions in her heart by shouting.
His mind was extremely tense.
This was the third battle in the live broadcast.
However, no matter how many times it happened, the trampling of life and the disrespect for life still made people angry.
Moreover, the last two times, his little sister was standing very far away.
This time, Little Sister Dai seemed to have gotten used to the rhythm a little. Then, the distance between them was too close.
The scene of watching from a hundred steps away was so real and clear, and it made people cry.
These were all human lives!
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