People are the slaughter and I am the fish. This is the state of these children of aristocratic families at this time.

However, for them, being a knife is much better than being a human being. Looking at the Zhao family and the corpses scattered on the battlefield will definitely become an indelible nightmare in their lives.

The scenes in front of you today are really shocking.

My heart was so shocked that I was about to break.

What they are most incredible and incomprehensible is... Since you are so powerful, why don't you break through?

Could it be that Zhu Zhen had actually known for a long time that the soldiers and horses of the Huaian clan were native chickens and tiles, while his soldiers were divine soldiers. The purpose was to show weakness first, and then when the Huaian clan decided to fight with the Zhao family to deal with him, he was working hard and killing him.

The more I think about it, the more I feel that all this is a trap.

Just look at the soldiers all over the mountains and fields, whether they resist or surrender, they will be killed. The entire Huo Mountain has become the color of blood. You can see that Zhu Zhen’s intention is to grab grass and beat rabbits and make a nest of trouble.

Zhang Sugong and Zhang Suqing looked at each other and saw the shock and fear in each other's eyes.

That kind of sense of powerlessness in the face of absolute strength, all strategies are false.

This guy would rather be trapped in a siege and expose Shanyang City to the gaze of the aristocratic families, and to attract the elites of each family to use his own strength to fight back, with the purpose of reducing the Huai'an aristocratic family in one wave.

What a cleverness like this?

How vicious is this?

If a person is cruel to others, it will not make people feel terrified. If a person is cruel to himself, it is really terrifying.

Although the sword and axe were not applied, everyone felt a bone-broken chill all over.

Why encounter such an opponent?

Zhang Lingfeng didn't care what these aristocratic families felt. At this moment, he only felt extremely happy inside, but his blood was swelling.

She doesn't care what others say about her. She just wants to release the depression in her heart during these times.

Every time the Xuanhua axe in her hand cut off a person's head, she could feel more joy in her heart.

Who says men should kill people, and women should be the same?

Since I married into the Lord's Mansion, I have not encountered anything that makes me happy.

Even such a useless person is trying to compete with his husband?

Look now, it is like a flock of sheep, being slaughtered at will.

If you are a mantis armed and do something, you guys dare to challenge Shanyang?

The screams on the hillside gradually became low, and the elites of the aristocratic family were slaughtered. Occasionally, a few fish that escaped the net were also shot and killed by the jungle tiger guards running in the mountains.

These children of aristocratic families discovered another extremely unfair thing, that is, their archers stopped instantly on rainy days, but their opponents could keep shooting arrows. Although the rate of fire would weaken and the accuracy would not be that terrifying.

These sharpshooters are elusive, but every arrow cluster can shoot through the bodies of fleeing soldiers and seize their panicked souls.

Zhu Zhen had already discovered the reinforcements at the foot of the mountain. Although he didn't know what the situation in Huai'an is now, he saw that the Huai'an family knelt in the team one after another, and he knew that the Huai'an family had bowed their heads.

Zhu Zhen couldn't help but think of Liu Bowen. He was the only one who had the ability, but Mr., why are you so kind?

Why make them bow their heads?

When is this time? Just bow your head if you want to?

How could I give up if I don’t kill Huaian into a sea of ​​corpses?

Zhu Zhen held the sword in his hand, waved his hand and pointed directly at the control position of the children of the aristocratic family. When the soldiers behind him saw that they did not ask the reason at all, they followed closely.

This group of people could not hide the rich blood and energy of their bodies by letting the rain fall from the sky water.

The soldiers killed countless people, and their expressions were fierce, like fierce gods walking out of hell.

The children of the aristocratic families were so scared that their faces were pale.

What is Zhu Zhen going to do? Could it be that we finally escaped the disaster and died at Zhu Zhen’s hands?

But before I could think about it, Zhu Zhen led his robe to rush over with great momentum. As soon as he witnessed the tragic battle on the mountain, the group of people shouted at everyone again... "Mom..." The children of the aristocratic family turned around and ran away like crazy.

Zhu Zhen's eyes were cold, and it was naturally impossible to completely capture all the children of these noble families at this moment. Although it was so happy, it would completely force the noble family to Zhang Shicheng.

The right way to govern is to relax and relax, with ease and looseness.

But if they don't scare their courage, the anger in their hearts will be hard to calm down.

This is where the children of aristocratic families flee in scattered areas.

Zhu Zhen couldn't help but thrust the sword on the ground and laughed out loud, "This kind of thing that is greedy for life and fear of death is also trying to occupy Huai'an. It's really a big joke."

Zhu Zhen was venting his joy in his heart wantonly, and suddenly he heard the sound of thrusts coming from behind. Those robes that had never fallen on the battlefield fell to the ground and rolled into reinforcements.

The fallen soldier tried his best to stand up.

No matter how fierce a person is, he is not a god. He has been fighting for so long in armor and has to be wet from the rain. The weight of his body will be seriously injured and worsened. In fact, they have been exhausted long ago.

There was no enemy at this moment, and the soldiers' willpower was slightly relaxed, and they collapsed.

When a person falls, there is a second one. After Zhu Zhen’s hundreds of soldiers fell, 70% of them are just exhausted, while more are too injured and there is no possibility of survival.

Zhu Zhen hugged the neck of a guard who was just over 17 years old.

At this time, he was already angry.

"Master, I can't do it anymore."

There was no trace of blood on the little guy's face.

Zhu Zhen had no intention of managing the children of the aristocratic family. He just turned around and carried the child into his arms, with tears in his eyes, and couldn't help but whimper, "Don't be afraid, the head of the family will take you home."

The child couldn't help but stretch out his hand covered in mud as if he was at Jinling's home, and touched Zhu Zhen's arm, "Head of the family, I can't go back. When will you go back to Jinling and say to my mother, and I will say Tiezhu didn't embarrass him."

"Child, don't talk, keep your energy, I will take you back."

Zhu Zhen's eyes burst into tears, and he picked up the child and called the military doctor.

But the child shouted, "Junshanwei, Wansheng."

Master, Wan Sheng.”

He was extinguished in Zhu Zhen's arms.

Those soldiers who fell to the ground and were supported by Chang Sheng's command, whether seriously injured or exhausted and unable to get up, shouted loudly in the heavy rain, "Junshan Guard, Wan Sheng! Master, Wan Sheng!"

In the end, everyone only shouted for Wansheng, which made the entire Huoshan start to shake.

Zhu Zhen lay down the child, took out an exquisite handkerchief from his arms, carefully wiped his cheeks, and whimpered, "Junshan, Wansheng!"
Chapter completed!