Chapter 397: Winning the Western Beijing

At the head of Xijing, the battle was fierce. Whether it was the Huns, Han and the troops of the multi-ethnic coalition, they knew one thing very well, that this was the last battle.

All the weak nations on the grassland have united, and they fought with all their might. Because they knew clearly that if this battle was defeated and the Huns won, then there would be only one fate waiting for them - extermination of the clan.

The Huns have never been a charitable nation, or in other words, in the desolate and rich place of the prairie, no race is kind.

Surviving natural choices naturally have its own reasons.

"The first group... on." The messengers shouted loudly with all their might. The towering city walls were like a meat grinder, and the warriors on both sides were here to fight the final decisive battle.

The horse war, which the Huns were best at, had no place to use their skills at this time. Faced with these ethnic groups that grew up on the grassland like them, they had no hope.

The scorching sun was in the sky, and the hot atmosphere on the city wall was so strong that it was almost burning.

Suddenly, a cool breeze blew, and an extremely strange cool breeze.

Behind the coalition forces, where no one noticed, five piles of fierce fires began to burn.

Five huge shadows floated high above the battlefield, covering the sky and the sun, blocking the scorching sun.

Due to their location, the first person to discover them was the Huns.

The Huns who were fighting suddenly stared at their heads with their eyes curled up. There was extreme fear and shock in their eyes. The weapons waving in their hands suddenly stopped, and they could not realize anything if the other party's sword was slashed straight down.

Their abnormal performance quickly spread to the entire battlefield.

Not only the Huns, but also the Han people, who are known for their strict military discipline, looked dull. They raised their heads and looked up above, and their eyes showed fear of the unknown and the gods.

"What's this?"

On the top of the city, everyone's eyes were focused on the five oval giants. Even the hot climate could not resist the little cold air that overflowed from the depths of their hearts.

The shadow moved slowly, and a breeze in the air passed slowly, pushing the five giants forward.

They floated past the city and came to the sky above the city.

"call……"

A glittering highlight fell from it.

Tens of thousands of pairs of eyes seemed to have only one focus at this time, and their eyes moved down following the light.

"coax……"

A huge explosion suddenly sounded, and in the air, the light suddenly burst out.

The powerful airflow flew down the sky and earth along with countless glass slags and heat waves.

The lower part was suddenly in chaos. All the Huns who were within the explosion range lay down on the ground. There were countless small blood holes on their bodies, and blood kept flowing out.

The black shadows were still floating in the sky, and the little bits of soul-chasing and death-taking highlights poured down from the sky like raindrops.

Infinite panic spread rapidly in the city, which was an uncontrollable fear that had exceeded the limit that humans could receive.

The Huns were in chaos, and they were in chaos.

What's more, they were dominated by a heart full of fear, and they knelt on the ground desperately, trembling. However, what awaited them was a cold-blooded and ruthless incendiary bomb.

The operators above the five hot air balloons, when they saw that there were many people, threw the incendiary bombs to the point where they were. After a moment, the city immediately fell into a sea of ​​fire.

Chaos, the city is in chaos at this time, with people escaping and hiding everywhere. This is a great chaos that has fallen into a collapse. Even if Maodun resurrects, it is irreversible.

"Open the city gate..." Someone shouted loudly, and the panicked Huns quickly opened the city gate. Countless people cried and fled out with great efforts.

At this point, they no longer had the fighting spirit. The appearance of the hot air balloon was like breaking the last straw on the back of the camel, destroying all the last little hope of the Huns.

"Attack with all your might..." Jiang Kongming shouted suddenly and said, "This is a divine weapon from heaven. Help us attack the Huns and kill me..."

Beside him, the morale of the coalition forces suddenly surged. With a shout, they launched the most violent tide-like attack towards the enemy ahead.

Miracles, this is definitely God's will, and only God can fly high in the sky, which is the realm of the gods.

Even the people who were nervous were full of faith in victory at this time. They rushed to the city without hesitation and killed the Huns in a mess.

Jiang Kongming breathed a sigh of relief. The effect of the hot air balloon was much better than expected.

In the era of cold weapons, the first official appearance of air forces played a huge and unimaginable role.

The use of hot air balloons completely destroyed the remnant fighting spirit of the Huns.

On one hand, there is a rainbow of morale, and on the other hand, there is a mountain of defeat. The victory and defeat come so quickly that it catches people off guard.

Looking at the huge monsters in the sky, Hami Tsui's face no longer had any blood. He murmured: "The sky destroys the Huns, the sky destroys the Huns..."

Suddenly, a long roar sounded from the city, like the nine heavenly divine thunder, deafening, like the water of the Yellow River, surging endlessly.

The entire battlefield also seemed to have a moment of pause. Jiang Kongming and others looked into the distance and saw a strong figure, a lightning-fast figure.

The tallest building in the city, on the top of the palace, suddenly a figure rose into the sky.

Under the attention of everyone, he pulled the bow and arrow. Just as his body had reached its highest point, the arrow finally came out of the string.

"Swoosh..."

It seemed as if following a strange arc, as if it was with the power of the breeze in space, the arrow shot an incredible height, and penetrated the body of an oval behemoth.

Like a bubble that had been pierced, the giant slid down from afar, and finally hit a towering building hard, suddenly a dazzling flame burst out, turning into a raging fire.

The generals of the coalition forces looked at each other, who is this? What kind of archery is this? Even if it is Zhebi's sky-opening bow, it is still the case. Is there really a second Zhebi in this world?

"No." Jiang Kongming exclaimed and immediately shouted loudly: "Return."

This is his last possession, and he is reluctant to lose anyway.

As if I heard his voice, the wind direction changed subtly, and the only four remaining hot air balloons slowly flew towards the rear.

"Lizhi..."

A mile away from the battlefield, Xu Haifeng, who was sitting in the tent, opened his eyes, and his eyes were filled with indescribable emotions.

Li Zhi did make a new breakthrough, and he seemed to have appreciated the omnipresent mysterious power in the space, although he could not control the strong winds in nature like Xu Haifeng with the help of many members of the supernatural group.

However, he has been able to use this strange power.

In his eyes, the wind was already a powerful weapon that could help him.

If it weren't for this, how could his arrow have such power?

After parting, he has made progress so much.

Thinking of this, Xu Haifeng felt excited, and the fighting spirit in his heart surged up irrepressibly.

However, when he lifted the tent, he saw the thousands of troops in front of him and the soldiers running around, and he hesitated.

It was just this moment of hesitation that I could never step out again.

Martial arts are still kingly ways. At this last moment, he finally made a choice.

"Li Zhi?" Hami Tu screamed in surprise. At this moment, at this last moment, Li Zhi, the most outstanding master of the young generation of the Huns, finally returned.

However, Hami's mouth was full of bitterness, and he came back too late.

Li Zhi looked into the distance, and in his eyes, he didn't know if there was a deep regret. Through the infinite space and obstacles, he seemed to see a person, a figure that inspired him. There was a hint of helplessness in his heart, and he had already felt that person's choice, a helpless choice.

He resolutely withdrew his gaze, his tall figure swayed left and right on the battlefield, and soon came to Hami Tsui's front.

"National Master."

Hami stretched out her hand and stopped Li Zhi's words. He said bluntly: "Li Zhi, I asked Heti to go to Li Yanbo's life and death agreement, but there has been no news yet. In the city, Shanyu is dead and the defeat is decided. I ask you."

A trace of pain flashed in Li Zhi's eyes. He took a deep breath and said, "Please speak with the national teacher."

"Escort Kuobaying to the northern desert entrance where there is hope for our tribe."

"desert?"

"Yes, although the grassland is large, it has no place for us to live. The north is our only way to live." Hamischi said calmly.

Li Zhi was silent for a moment and suddenly asked, "Where are you?"

Hami Tsui smiled miserably and said, "I...of course I have what I want to do."

Li Zhi's lips moved slightly, but he didn't say anything. He looked at Hami Tsui's last glance deeply, his figure flashed, and he was nowhere to be seen.

"Go, our hope is in the north." Hamischi looked at the place where he disappeared and said softly.

Turning around, his face was already ferocious, his eyes were a little crazy, which made people shudder. He pulled out his saber. It was the first time in decades that he personally raised the weapon in his hand. For decades, his voice was full of madness:
Chapter completed!