I really don't want to be a traitor

Chapter 476 Trump Card
Blood dyed the earth red.

Corpses clogged the river.

The air was filled with the pungent smell of blood, and the entire battlefield seemed to be enveloped in a mass of blood.

Death can happen at any time, and the soldiers are even numb.

Their faces were expressionless, and they only relied on muscle memory to wield the weapons in their hands and use the most proficient skills and secrets to either kill the enemy in front of them or be killed by the enemy.

Killing is no longer good or evil, right or wrong.

It's just a task, a job, a goal.

The killing will not stop until all the enemies on the opposite side fall.

The battlefield is a maelstrom, swallowing up lives.

There are many small whirlpools among them, which are warriors with profound cultivation, and they are constantly harvesting lives.

Unlike the long-lasting nature of large whirlpools, small whirlpools often come to an abrupt end.

When they stop, it often means a warrior is about to die.

Another small whirlpool stopped.

It left behind a towering mountain of corpses. On the top of the mountain, an old veteran held a long-handled sword, majestic!
Unfortunately, the veteran's sword has been broken.

There were countless wounds, broken blades, and arrows left on his body.

There were several bone-deep wounds, and blood flowed out along with the broken internal organs.

But the real fatal injury was in the neck.

An earth-level ninth-grade spiritual spear tried to pierce the old general's throat.

It didn't work out.

The tip of the gun only penetrated two inches into the neck before it got stuck on the old general's hard throat bone and failed to penetrate.

But even so, fatal injuries also appeared.

"Revenge for Old General Huang!!!" someone roared angrily.

Unfortunately, in the sea of ​​millions of people, this roar was instantly drowned.

No one responded to his roar, as if most people didn't realize that Huang Gai, one of the twelve tiger ministers in Jiangdong, died in this battle.

Small and difficult to detect.

But after all, there is something dazzling in this world. As long as he appears on the stage, he is the protagonist.

A red sun rises into the sky!

A cold moon is coming soon!

The officers and soldiers of the Ming Dynasty were all happy, and their fighting spirit was also rising!
Because, their Majesty took action!
The red sun shines thousands of miles in the sky, and the bright moon shines for nine days!
Who in the whole world can compete with the nearly eternal sun and moon?
The sun and moon slowly advance forward, as if to show its unrivaled power!

However, they were finally blocked.

A long spear points directly at the red sun, preventing it from moving forward at all.

There are also six swords, which also firmly hold Haoyue in place.

"Oh?"

Emperor Jiajing's voice came from the sky.

"I heard that Emperor Wei used a long spear to sweep across the Dingding foundation in the north. It is indeed extraordinary."

"Emperor Wu, I also heard that you have six swords in your collection, named Baihong, Zidian, Jixie, Meteor, Qingming and Baili. I didn't expect that they are actually six heaven-level spiritual swords."

"Everyone in the world says that Cao Liusun is good at hiding his clumsiness. In the past, even Dong Zhuo caused chaos and failed to make you do your best. People in the world will not deceive me."

Emperor Jiajing commented on the two men's methods as if they were gossiping, calmly and comfortably.

"Crack!"

Cao Cao's figure slowly emerged in the sky.

He stabbed forward with his sword in hand, a seemingly ordinary movement that didn't even touch the red sun.

However, when the "Sun and Moon Mysterious Sutra" evolved into a red sun, a strange depression appeared.

It's like a rubber ball that can be pierced at any time!
"Jiajing, what do you have? How dare you stand up to me and Emperor Wei when you go into battle even though you are wounded?"

Sun Quan also appeared, with six heavenly spirit swords floating around him.

Sun Quan's right hand was seen pinching the finger of the sword and making a horizontal cut through the air.

The six spiritual swords immediately imitated, slashing at the bright moon in the air.

Zi~~~~~~~~~~~!

It was sharp and harsh, like the sound of cutting gold and stone, and there were six shallow sword marks on the bright moon!

"Okay." Emperor Jiajing finally appeared, with a gloomy face and the sun and moon hanging above his head.

They had just tested each other, which actually put him at a disadvantage.

"If I were you, I would rather lose the city and land than go into battle with injuries." Sun Quan said coldly.

Cao Cao also said: "The King of Jin once said that he is most afraid of you avoiding fighting, trading space for time, and not fighting back until your injuries are healed."

"How can I avoid fighting?"

Emperor Jiajing smiled and shook his head.

"The vaster the territory, the more prosperous the people are, and the stronger the destiny of the country. If I avoid fighting, with your methods, I am afraid that 70% of the people in my territory will be swallowed up."

"If that's true, you just need to stay put and not leave the country until my injury recovers. There's nothing I can do."

"If you continue to practice and close the gap with me, sooner or later I will be defeated by the two of you together."

"This so-called peaceful corner cannot last long."

Emperor Jiajing's tone was calm, as if he was recounting an ordinary, everyday matter.

"That's right." Cao Cao nodded and said: "Although King Jin has the destiny of being an emperor, he is not a Mahayana emperor after all. The secret of [Pangu Giant Body] is beyond his ability to know."

The three of them chatted like old friends for many years.

But in his efforts, there was no hint of humility at all.

I saw a sudden fire behind Emperor Jiajing, followed by a cry that resounded throughout the world.

The Ming Dynasty Zhuque emerged from the fire!

The Suzaku spreads its wings and soars, but it has a purpose.

Every time it flies across the sky, it will leave behind a fire that seems to never go out, hovering in the sky and burning forever.

In an instant, Suzaku actually weaved a web of fire in the sky.

The fire net was so huge that it covered dozens of miles of sky. Even Jiajing, Cao Cao and Sun Quan were caught in the fire net.

"Oh?"

Cao Cao and Sun Quan did not stop the Ming Suzaku and allowed it to do whatever it wanted.

The Second Emperor knew that he and Emperor Jiajing had reached a stalemate, and if he distracted himself from dealing with Suzaku, he would be attacked by Jiajing.

Although he could barely hold it back, Emperor Jiajing was one against two, which showed his strength.

It's just that the big net compiled by Shenhuo can slightly hinder Cao Cao and Sun Quan, but it is absolutely impossible to trap them to death.

"Jiajing, aren't you worried about your army?" Cao Cao suddenly asked with a smile.

The numerical advantage of two hundred thousand was finally reflected in the battle situation.

On the ground battlefield, the coalition forces still pushed forward steadily, but the Ming army began to shrink, their offensive weakened, and they focused on defense.

When Emperor Jiajing heard this, he also glanced down.

"My subjects can still hold on, I don't need to worry about them."

"On the contrary, even if our two majesties join forces, they can only make a draw with me."

"Do you expect the army to decide the winner and then help you two deal with me?"

"Why not?" Cao Cao laughed.

"Jiajing, didn't you notice?" Sun Quan also said: "So far, our coalition has only soldiers from the three kingdoms of Wei, Chu and Wu, and the Han army has not yet appeared?"

"Han Army?"

Emperor Jiajing frowned, but immediately showed contempt.

"Liu Bei is dead."

"In the battle of Yiling, most of the Han army was lost. Why should I worry anymore?"

The next moment!
Emperor Jiajing looked shocked and his eyes widened!
He clearly saw that in the distance beyond the battlefield, there was an army of about ten thousand people flying over the sky? !
In a place where millions of people are fighting, a mere 10,000 people should have little impact.

But just by virtue of their ability to defeat the enemy, their per capita cultivation level is far better than that of ordinary soldiers, comparable to lower-level officers!

Such a powerful new force, once it joins the battle, can definitely destroy the balance of the battlefield instantly!
"So that the Ming Emperor will know."

"This is the elite and useless flying army of the Han army."

"According to the military training methods Zhuge Liang left behind during his lifetime, Emperor Liu Bei of the Han Dynasty failed to complete the military training in ten years."

"Fortunately, the King of Jin took advantage of the Han Emperor's funeral ceremony to secretly transport a large amount of top-quality elixirs, which finally helped the Fei army escape."

"The flying army is at the first level of the Divine Realm, and we have the biggest trump card in this battle!"

One chapter, just for reading. I am not good at writing big scenes and battles. I am not satisfied with it even after rewriting it. I will slowly revise the rest of it tomorrow.