I, the King is a killer

Mr. Zhao's words made people moved.

It's straightforward, but it has great meaning.

The shadow also nodded, but said, "it's just a desperate struggle."

Originally, people from all families rushed out, which was a state of equal strength.

Rebel elite, there are many people here.

It's always about the same.

But after the shadow clapped his hands in the air, countless soldiers and Jianghu people rushed out of the street corners around. At this time, those families in the state of Qin understood that they had already prepared for the worst. Even if they tried their best, they were always one step behind others.

In fact

That's right.

How could it not be bad?

I don't know how long it has been planned.

Every step, every detail change, and the response to sudden events, all want to be clear.

This is not a small fight, this is a rebellion!

Who would not think carefully?

Just then, there was a loud noise.

A suit of wolf smoke aroused.

The shadow was stunned and looked in the direction of wolf smoke.

Then he was surprised and shouted, "the Palace door is broken!"

……

Xiao Yun was defeated.

Not defeated.

But tired.

Sure enough, even if thousands of people stood still and let him kill them, he didn't know when to kill them.

It's getting dark.

Every time he attacked before, he did his best, because only in this way could he kill in and out and go back and forth. If he was a little slack, he would be left inside and never get out again.

Now he's standing there.

Ming Ming's siege hammer has been destroyed by him.

But the rebels used the rest of the wreckage to force the Palace door open.

The forbidden army rushed out at the first time, and they rushed in at the first time.

For a moment, the cry of killing shook the sky.

Xiao Yun was standing there.

Full of arrows.

Although most of them are inserted on the armor and inlaid on it.

But there are still many places that really hit the arrow.

Blood has already covered the whole body.

Since noon, his gold armor has turned red, and now it has turned black. There are red "streams" flowing out of the black.

No one will come near him.

They are still afraid.

Even in their opinion, Xiao Yun is dead.

Or... He's dead.

Now I just stand in my original position.

No one dares to go up. Try his breath.

They're really scared.

Fear from the heart.

It seems normal for such a person to stand here and die, although it is illogical.

keep apart.

It's like when you go to the temple, you don't dare to lean in front of the towering statue.

Several leaders squinted at the situation.

One of them sneered and said, "there must be a brave man under the heavy reward. Who will cut off his head and seal him!"

The order went on and someone was excited.

Step by step, he carefully gathered in front of Xiao Yun.

But at the last seven steps.

That foot, but how can not step over!

It's like a wall in front of them.

The wall comes from their hearts.

Pop!

A soldier jerked himself in the mouth.

Half of his face turned red and numb.

He took a deep breath.

Raise the long knife in your hand.

A knife that can be easily waved with one hand on weekdays.

At this time, we must hold it with both hands.

But still trembling.

He stamped his foot heavily, then roared fiercely, raised his knife and rushed up.

Miso!

A white light flashed.

Xiao Yun, who had never moved, moved.

An attack that could have been done with just a finger, but now it needs to swing the whole arm and make use of inertia.

Then the arm fell feebly and shook a few times.

The golden knife in front of the silk thread also shook twice and fell on the ground silently.

The soldier who rushed first was covering his throat with an incredible face.

Round eyes.

He opened his mouth.

Seems to want to say something.

But when the words come to my mouth, I don't know whether I don't want to say it, or I can't say it, or I don't know what I should say at all.

Then shake your body twice.

Blood is sprayed directly with the rhythm of the heartbeat.

So.

He just fell.

The limbs twitched a few times and then stopped moving.

"Ah!"

There was a brief exclamation from the people around.

They retreated.

The circle that used to be several feet has now become more than ten feet.

Also because the retreat was too fierce, the swordsman hurt the robe behind him.

"No... don't worry about him? He's bleeding now. He'll die later. "

A general swallowed saliva, but found that his mouth was very dry. All he swallowed was a mouthful of hot air, which made his throat ache.

So the voice is a little hoarse.

The former general sneered and said, "will you die? This guy is still standing! At the very least, we have to let him fall. "

"Why?"

Asked the others.

The general said, "he is standing, and the palace is standing."

Other generals subconsciously turned their heads and looked towards the palace gate.

I was surprised to find that the original combat effectiveness was not as good as the 40000 elite forbidden army, but with very few troops, I blocked the charge!

That's morale.

Those of them who have experienced many battles know.

Morale is something metaphysical.

At least in this world.

But in Xiao Yun's original world, this is science.

Motivation, anger, greed, anger, infatuation, happiness, anger, sadness and happiness can all directly affect people's body.

Whether it's hormone secretion or adrenaline secretion.

People.

It's easy to be influenced by psychology.

It's even as simple as listening to a fast-paced and particularly exciting song. The walking speed can't help getting faster, and an endless force suddenly comes out of the whole body.

The morale on the battlefield is much more powerful than this!

It was as if the forbidden army had become fierce ghosts rushing out of the underground.

All the generals turned to look at Xiao Yun again.

He didn't fall.

Then the morale of the forbidden army will not drop.

They did it!

But the generals are still wondering, who and who is this golden armor general?

"With a bow and arrow!"

A general couldn't help shouting.

Others nodded.

A little helpless said: "although there is no way to raise the morale of our side, it is urgent to keep down the morale of the forbidden army, and it will be dangerous if time drags down..."

It will be late.

It becomes more and more difficult to find out the old emperor in the palace.

The key is that if the Lord of Qin wants to escape in the dark, it's really easy.

As long as you mess up and run away, who knows?

So they are in a hurry.

The previous orders have turned the palace gate into a meat grinder.

It's like a devil's millstone. It puts people in it and grinds them into a pile of flesh and blood.

It's terrible!

Even those generals want to rush up by themselves. It's good to let their soldiers die a little less.

So they must let the golden armor general die immediately, simply and completely!

Ten thousand arrows fired at once.

At that time, no matter how capable Xiao Yun is and how excellent his armor is, he will be killed by this round of arrow rain!

After all, he can't move now.

But right now.

A loud buzzing noise.

Suddenly, a group of people in black jumped down from the head of the city.

Each of them has a shield knife.

The dress is black, the shield is black, and the sword is black.

Only the subtle edge on the tip of the knife and their eyes can see some other colors.

The group were carrying ropes.

At about three feet from the ground, the rope was stretched straight and they hung there.

At the next moment, draw the knife at the same time and cut the rope.

The generals were surprised.

These people in black look extremely dangerous. If they rush in and mess up the formation, it will be more difficult to attack the palace gate, at least for a long time.

Now every minute, every second, that's important.

So several generals almost shouted, "archers, turn around and attack those people in black first!"