"Die!"

The iron halberd burst out and shot towards Amlido, and in the face of Alido's brave battle, even Dian Wei felt a trace of lack of strength.

This kind of tactics of blindly attacking and seeking death made Dian Wei a little constrained and couldn't let go of the first battle.

Because he can feel that Anlido is not fighting, but fighting to the death. The murderous machine is monstrous, only seeking one death, this is simply to survive with death, and the other is to live after death.

……

"Since you are bent on death, then die!"

I didn't understand Anlido's playing style, but he couldn't hinder Dian Wei's anger, and he raised his head to the sky and let out a long howl, and the iron halberd in his hand slashed out like dragon lightning.

This halberd has a tricky angle, superb speed, and domineering strength. This is Dian Wei's nirvana, once this move is made, it means that Dian Wei's intention will be killed.

"Poof!"

This halberd is as domineering as thunder, without any pretense, and directly forcibly kills Alido with its domineering speed and incomparable strength.

"Plop!"

The head flew high, blood spurted out and splashed down Dian Wei's body, watching Amlido fall, Dian Wei was covered in blood, the entire armor was stained with blood, and he raised his head to the sky and let out a long howl, and the iron halberd pointed horizontally to the opposite side.

"Dian Wei is here, who dares to fight!"

……

For a time, deterred by Dian Wei's killing of two people in a row, the Eight-Nation Alliance Army in the Western Regions did not dare to send people to fight. The deaths of Tula and Alido have proven one point, and that is the strength of Dianwei.

Moreover, Dian Wei's killing was extremely bloody, and a bloody scene happened right in front of him, and for a while, the kings of the eight countries of the Western Regions felt a chill in their hearts and were unwilling to send people to their deaths.

……

Seeing this scene, a fierce color flashed in the eyes of the Absolute King Ula, and he turned his head to Ashnubi, the king of Qule, and mocked.

"It seems that the first warrior of Qule is nothing more than that, and he is still beheaded by General Qin!"

"Humph!"

With a cold snort, Ashinubi did not open his mouth to refute, he had already finished his words, as the king of a country, Ashinubi had not yet reached the point of breaking his word.

Seeing that everyone was silent, the atmosphere became extremely awkward, especially the cheers of the Qin army on the opposite side, like a sword, piercing into Ulla's heart.

"Now our eight-nation alliance army is no less than 200,000, countless warriors, the Qin army only has 60,000 troops, two generals, as long as we kill them, it is just a gesture to break these 60,000 Qin troops."

The words of the Absolute King Ula clearly fell into everyone's ears, and Ulla's will to continue fighting cannot be refuted. Now that Tula and Amlido have died in battle, no one from other countries will come out, and Ullah and Ashnubi will definitely not stop.

Seeing that the gaze of the Absolute King fell on him, a trace of jealousy flashed in the eyes of the King of the Mountain Country, and he turned his head to Dilimat behind him, and said.

"Dilimat."

"The King."

He took a deep look at Dilimat, McKati, and said, "Bring back the head of General Qin to this king." ”

"Yes!"

……

Hearing this, a touch of disappointment flashed in Dilimat's eyes, and with the experience of the past, he naturally knew that his fate this time was like the two lying on the ground.

Die!

It's a scary word, no matter how strong or weak it is. There is a fear of this word, because to live is to get everything.

"Drive."

With a flick of his legs between his horses, Dilimat rushed forward, knowing in his heart that since McKati had given the order, he would not take it back.

At this time, once you hesitate, what awaits you will be death. Rather than dying at the hands of McAti, Dilimat prefers the battlefield.

Although he didn't know the truth of the horse leather shroud, he also understood that the battlefield was the destination of a man, and it was better to die vigorously than to die in a nest.

"Drive."

……

As soon as the thought in his heart moved, Di Limat rode like a horse, and the whole person shot like a sharp arrow towards Dian Wei, who was holding a halberd across the horse.

……

Seeing that the Eight-Nation Alliance of the Western Regions continued to send generals, Ying Fei's eyes were full of dark clouds, and his whole face seemed to be frozen with three feet of frost.

Ying Fei is not worried about Dian Wei's force at all, but with such continuous attacks and killings, even immortals can't bear it, let alone Dian Wei.

Dian Wei is not a god, just a stronger man.

At this moment, a touch of worry flashed in Ying Fei's eyes, and he turned his head to look at Zhao Yun and said, "Zilong, can you continue to fight with your evil opinion?" ”

Ying Fei knew in his heart that he could only see the victory or defeat, but he couldn't see whether Dian Wei could fight again. There is only one person who can see this beside him, and that is Zhao Yun.

Only Zhao Yun, who is stronger than Dian Wei, has the strength to see Dian Wei's physical state at the moment.

……

Hearing this, Zhao Yun's eyes flashed with relief, and his heart was full of excitement for Ying Fei to pay attention to whether Dian Wei could fight again, rather than win or lose.

Only the master who loves his subordinates is worthy of his allegiance. Thinking of this, Zhao Yun felt a touch of firmness in his heart.

……

The thought flashed in his heart, Zhao Yun took a deep look at Dian Wei and Di Limaiti, and a smile flashed across the corner of his mouth, and said.

"General Dian is at the peak age of a military general, both in skill and strength have reached the peak, and it is not a problem to kill a few Western Regions generals."

"Whew."

……

Hearing Zhao Yun's words, Ying Fei's heart finally let go, this time he only brought two tiger generals, and he would never let it go.

Whether it is Zhao Yun or Dian Wei, it is extremely important for Yingfei's next war layout. In particular, Dian Wei has followed Ying Fei for the longest time, and the relationship between the two has long surpassed that of the monarch and the minister.

The thought flickered in her heart for a while, and while Ying Fei breathed a sigh of relief, she looked at Zhao Yun and said, "Zilong." ”

"My lord."

Taking a deep look at Zhao Yun, Ying Fei pointed to Dian Wei, who was fighting with Dilimat, and said.

"In a battle at this level, Ben Hou can't detect the victory or defeat for a while, once the evil is not enough, you will immediately go to the rescue, even if you start a war."

"No."

With Ying Fei's advice, Zhao Yun also understood the importance of Dian Wei in Ying Fei's heart, which was by no means comparable to ordinary people.

The thought in his heart flashed, and Zhao Yun's gaze towards the battlefield became sharper. Although he could see that Dian Wei would inevitably win the battle, it was only with Ying Fei's order that he had to be careful.

The gentian bright silver spear in his hand was clenched, Zhao Yun was ready to deal with emergencies at any time, and with Ying Fei's orders, this time Zhao Yun would not let Dian Wei have an accident no matter what.

This is not only Ying Fei's order, but also the arrogance of being a boy in the Central Plains. Dian Wei can die on the battlefield, but he is by no means in the Western Regions.

This thought fell, Zhao Yun looked at the battlefield, and said, "General Dian, Yun believes that you can win the battle and completely become famous in the Western Regions!" ”

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