The mighty battle flag!

Zhao Guozhen’s national artifact!

Even legendary artifacts have strengths and weaknesses, and the Zhenguo level is already much more powerful than ordinary legendary artifacts.

But Da Ganjun was fearless.

The large army pushed forward, killing opponents along the way.

The fight between the strong ones was equally fierce, and those with high cultivation levels fought their way into the void.

The powerful men who stood high in the past are just part of the battlefield at this moment, and they will also fall in pieces.

Dian Wei's arrogance is boundless.

The great demon possessed the Dharma, and he struck with his giant ax and fist at the same time, making it difficult to stop him.

"We cannot allow Dian Wei to destroy the battlefield and unleash our power!"

There are strong men from the older generation of Zhao State with firm eyes.

Putting life and death at risk.

In an instant, they burned all their strength and burst out the last light and heat. They no longer wanted to live and used their lives to stop it.

At a time like this, death is nothing.

They don't want to be subjugated slaves.

Many powerful men stopped Dian Wei at all costs. Once they were unable to stop Dian Wei, they would decisively self-destruct before being bombarded by Dian Wei.

With this kind of fearlessness, he could barely block Dian Wei.

Dian Wei was also angry and wanted to tear these people apart.

Emperor Zhao moved his mouth when he saw the dedication of these strong men, but in the end he didn't say anything.

This is dedication to the country and tragic.

And in the face of national war, he had no way to accuse the enemy of cruelty.

But the endless hatred growing in his heart cannot be concealed.

At the last moment, even he will do the same.

"kill!"

Emperor Zhao could only let the army continue to fight.

At this moment, the Great Five Elements Battle Formation was suppressed in the sky, and the five giant cauldrons formed a tyrannical field, forming an arc and rotating, pulling in batches of strong men and crushing them to death.

The Tiangang Sword Formation erupted again, and the sword-wielding warrior was stronger, but it was still difficult to block it.

If it is a normal war and you are severely injured, you will retreat to heal.

But at this time, it no longer matters whether or not to retreat.

Lin Canglan stared at the battle situation with a serious expression.

The battlefield has not completely collapsed, but this kind of maintenance can only be achieved in exchange for lives.

"Something is wrong."

Lin Canglan frowned.

"What's wrong?"

A legend asked.

"The combat effectiveness of the Qian army."

Lin Canglan said.

They were confused when they heard this, so they asked: "The combat effectiveness of the Qian army is very strong. We admit that, especially in the first two battles, a large number of our elites died in this battle. Otherwise, how could it be like this?"

"Qianjun is very different from before. This change should be because Emperor Qian ascended the throne."

Lin Canglan said.

Whether they are ordinary soldiers or strong men, the combat effectiveness of Ganjun has become much stronger, completely different from before.

Moreover, there were too many legendary artifacts emerging one after another, which also caused heavy casualties in the battle.

Emperor Qian!

Zhao Guoqiang remained silent.

Just because of this mysterious man.

In the past, although the national power of the Qian Kingdom was much stronger than theirs, it had not yet formed an absolutely overwhelming advantage.

But when that man ascended the throne and proclaimed himself emperor, everything changed. The Qian Kingdom gained extremely terrifying strength, and even had the power to crush it.

Bai Qi is also that person's subordinate.

"We have no retreat, only a fight to the death!"

Their expressions suddenly became ferocious.

And at this moment.

More armies are rushing out, countless people are charging forward, and they don't care even if moths fly into the flame.

No matter ordinary soldiers or strong men, their only wish is to stop the Qian army.

The fighting continues.

Zhao's battlefield is being compressed.

The power has spread to the capital.

Bai Qi's face was expressionless, and his eyes were cold and deep, as if creating an abyss that could pull everything into his soul.

He looked at the battlefield.

I know that the Qianjun army is also paying casualties.

But these are sacrifices that must be made.

In the great war, he could only achieve greater greatness with the sacrifice of a few people.

On the battlefield, rivers of blood were gathering in the deep torn trenches.
Chapter completed!