Invading the Multiverse, the Creator of the Only Real World.

Chapter 161: The weak defeats the strong, the ultimate killing array

An army of 100,000 facing off against one person, in terms of numbers alone, it can almost be said that they have a complete victory. Even a mouthful of spit from each person can drown the other.

Fu Tianchou stepped on the tall arrow tower and stared at the man standing in the wilderness. Zhang Zheng, wearing dark golden armor, remained calm in the face of the 100,000-strong army stepping out of the dust.

A person standing in the wilderness, in front of the camp, has an aura that is extraordinary.

The army trained by Fu Tianchou and many talented people can definitely be called elite soldiers, as still as a mountain and as powerful as thunder. However, facing such a person, they were a little hesitant.

"General Li, lead the army to defeat the bandits!"

It is not known how Zhang Zheng had the confidence to face the Great Zhou royal army alone, but Fu Tianchou did not underestimate the enemy and advance rashly. Instead, he asked Li Li to lead the cavalry to go out.

Thousands of horses came galloping, the sound of their hooves was deafening, the strong wind lifted their manes, and fierce light flashed in the eyes of the fierce cavalrymen. Some of them were cavalrymen of the Great Zhou, and some were even foreign tribes from the border.

The brave cavalry are light cavalry, equipped with light armor and long bows, and can retreat as soon as they are attacked. Even if they encounter an ambush, they can retreat in time.

As the spear was swung out, Li Li, the former frontier general, had already led thousands of cavalrymen to set out.

The three thousand elite cavalrymen were mighty and fierce. They were like a sharp blade, cutting through the battlefield. The horses were neighing and the sound of their hooves was like thunder. They charged towards Zhang Zheng like a storm. Nothing could stop the fierce attack of such an army.

Li Li charged forward holding Changshuo in his hand. Although Fu Tianchou had ordered that they should not engage in battle with the enemy without authorization and should retreat if anything went wrong, wasn't there anything wrong now?

Thousands of cavalrymen shook the earth, and the long sword in Zhang Zheng's hand drew deep grooves on the ground in front of him.

He had sensed their determination.

Surrender is absolutely impossible for these heroes who are determined to serve their country.

And if that's the case, there's no need to show mercy.

"Give you a proud death!"

He moved, Zhang Zheng moved, and his body triggered the dragon roar of heaven and earth. His momentum shook the heavens and the earth. The red true energy transformed into a lifelike dragon with irresistible majesty, opening up a future of conquest.

The dragon's might burst out, the shouts rose, the swords shone, and the momentum of thousands of horses and troops, the thousands of horses galloping felt an unprecedented fear and awe. Their bodies trembled slightly, their huge eyes were terrified, they let out a shocking neigh, their knees softened, and hundreds of cavalrymen had already been killed by the horses' sudden

They suddenly stopped in the middle of the sprint. Facing the oppression of death and the power of the real dragon, in the chaos, the horses fell to the ground injured, their legs broken, and the riders and horses fell. The screams of the cavalrymen echoed on the grassland, and their originally mighty and ferocious figures instantly became miserable.

Some horses rolled their bodies in pain, some horses struggled to stand up, but their legs could no longer support them and they could only struggle on the ground. The agile riders were no exception, some were seriously injured, some were trampled by the horses, screams and shouts rang out one after another, and the entire battlefield became chaotic in an instant.

Before he even started, just by taking a step, the whole scene was already too horrific to watch.

The next moment, Zhang Zheng moved. The red blade slashed across the wailing battlefield, blood and flesh splattered, and heads and bodies were separated. The blade rose and fell hundreds of times in an instant, and for a moment, the entire battlefield was filled with painful groans and desperate roars.

The sword light was brilliant, dazzling the eyes. The most basic moves were chopping, slashing, slashing and sweeping. The roar and explosion sounds continued. Thousands of troops could not stop one person.

His heart was cold and his hands were even faster. At this moment, the blade in Zhang Zheng's hand killed all the enemies. Only the flames of war continued to burn.

At the critical moment, a figure suddenly crossed the battlefield like a white meteor, and immediately knives and spears flew and danced, attracting people's attention. The silver spear swam like a dragon, and the moment the long spear and the fierce blade collided, thousands of flames burst out.

The spear spun, the figure changed in a blur, the speed restrained the power, and in a blink of an eye, more than ten moves passed, Li Li used all his strength to attack Zhang Zheng, the speed was getting faster and faster, the power was getting stronger and stronger, and the whole person was getting more and more tired. Even if the enemy was strong and difficult to shake, he would never give up easily. Li Li bought an opportunity for others to retreat and delayed Zhang Zheng's killing pace.

"You can't stop me." There was admiration in his eyes, but the next moment, Zhang Zheng's blade suddenly turned, the momentum of the knife changed suddenly, his domineering aura surged like a wave, even crazier and more crazy.

One move followed another without any breathing space. Blood was oozing from the corners of Li Li's mouth as he supported himself with his feet to resist Zhang Zheng's powerful force.

The sword moved like the wind, and holding the dragon beast breaker in his hand, he was full of strength. A fierce light flashed in his eyes. Li Li only heard a clang, and the silver spear broke. The brilliant sword light passed across his chest, and blood fluttered. Li Li was blasted away with one blow.

There were thousands of moves, sword lights were flying, and thousands of drops of blood seeped into the ground.

Zhang Zheng's figure was incredibly fast, even faster than the rapidly retreating cavalry. Uchiha Madara and Senju Hashirama were both powerful men who suppressed the world, and Zhang Zheng, who was able to fight against them, could naturally sweep the world.

Like a real dragon roaring in the wilderness, originally three thousand armored men were chasing one person, but now it became one person chasing three thousand armored men in the opposite direction.

Zhang Zheng’s idea was to use the most brutal means to destroy the enemy’s courage and thus reduce the number of killings.

Zhang Zheng's tactics did indeed greatly shock the minds of the soldiers, causing many of the original Great Zhou soldiers to want to retreat.

However, when Zhang Zheng was about to succeed, he only heard a roar of anger.

"Don't think about it!"

Even though the spears were broken, they each held the broken piece, ignoring their injured bodies, with rage rising like a mountain, sorrow blowing like a wind that stirred up clouds, and they used up all their strength, daring to fight against the sky even if they were defeated.

Li Li held two pistols, one long and one short. He waved the long spear wildly and pounced on Zhang Zheng with a fierce momentum.

"Why do you have to do this?" Zhang Zheng sighed, and couldn't help but show some mercy with the fierce blade in his hand.

"Good and evil cannot coexist, kill!"

But would Li Li accept Zhang Zheng's offer of mercy? No, he would go to the battle with all his might to kill the traitor, Nie Long.

The silver spear shone blindingly under the bright sun.

It was a battle with no chance of winning, but for justice, for the country, he sacrificed himself to slay the dragon, leaving only a heart full of passion.

However, the difference in strength is absolute, the sword rises and falls.

The silver spear fell to the ground, and Li Li's legs bent, only his indomitable fighting spirit supported him.

They were already close to success, but unexpectedly, Li Li's tragic momentum inspired the courage of the army.

On the arrow tower, seeing that the three thousand cavalrymen were defeated by the rebels, Fu Tianchou was shocked, but he had already commanded the army to encircle Zhang Zheng. The murderous aura gathered into the sky, and the power of the stars in the sky turned into the roar of a colorful tiger.

Arrange the troops, set the ranks, and march in order!
This is exactly--

"Eight-Gate Golden Lock Formation"

(End of this chapter)