The ground was still shaking.

The heavily armored cavalry and heavy armored troops in the Northern Wei Dynasty army continued to rush towards the area covered in lead dust at the fastest speed, squeezing towards the area where the Western Patrol King and the Purgatory God were located.

Behind the two Kunpeng heavy armors, Xi Kang, a famous Northern Wei general covered in black armor, stared at the area shrouded in lead dust, his mood was so nervous that his hands trembled slightly unconsciously.

In the past many years, he has experienced hundreds of battles, large and small, and he has established countless military exploits and become one of the three famous generals of the Northern Wei Dynasty, but he knows very well that any of the past conquests are not as important as this war.

Before the Emperor of the Northern Wei Dynasty appeared, he and the Emperor of the Northern Wei Dynasty did not have any military communication, but with the sound of Wu Guzhi's voice, with the appearance of Helan Black Cloud, with everything they did, especially when the light of fire came from Luoyang, he understood that the light of fire was the hope of changing the outcome of this war.

He was even very sure that the person who came could only be Lin Yi.

He had to believe in Lin Yi and the enemy who had defeated them in the previous wars between the Northern Wei and Southern Dynasties.

So now not only did he have to ensure that the lead dust from the lead pellets burst with this firearm was strong enough to make these powerful cultivators less terrifying, but he also had to lock these people up and trap them in such lead dust.

And he must always pay attention to the consumption of these firearm lead pellets, so that the strong lead dust lasts as long as possible.

On this battlefield, his personal cultivation can even be negligible, I'm afraid not to mention these god generals, even a disciple or a member of the god general can easily kill him.

But at this time, he and the human forces he commanded became the key to determining the final victory.

The burden was too heavy, so he was really nervous.

In the thick lead dust, it is impossible for anyone to breathe normally.

Even though the heavily armored cavalry and heavy infantry had covered their mouths and noses with cloth as much as possible before charging, it was almost only a few breaths before the excessive amount of lead dust had already covered their faces and rushed into their noses.

They held their breath as much as they could, but the horses beneath the heavily armored cavalry couldn't.

The soldiers on these horses knew very well that even if they could insist on rushing to the side of those people, they were doomed to survive.

For them, these horses are also their siblings.

They held their breath, but tears were rolling down their eyes.

......

A violent cough sounded beside the Western Patrol King.

Dozens of Northern Wei sergeants who were already not far away from him rushed over.

He looked at these Northern Wei sergeants indifferently, looking at the sword light in the hands of those Northern Wei sergeants that were dimly stained with lead dust, he even just stood there and didn't move, he just watched.

Dozens of Northern Wei soldiers rushed to a short distance around him, and then collapsed in great pain.

He really didn't unleash any power.

This was the result he had long anticipated.

After these Northern Wei sergeants held their breath and began to gasp violently, this lead dust would soon make them unable to breathe at all, than

Drowning people are even more uncomfortable.

He knew that even if these people rushed in front of him, they would no longer have any fighting power, and they would soon die in agony.

It's just that these Northern Wei soldiers who were struggling in pain and coughing violently made more people more sure of the location of him and the rest of the god generals.

The sound of dense breaking of the air kept ringing.

Under the cover of lead dust, a large number of archers in the Northern Wei Dynasty continued to shoot, even the best archers could not be accurate in this situation, but at this time, no one cared about this, and even these archers could not care about the accidental injury of their colleagues.

Along with these Northern Wei soldiers, there were many cultivators.

Even if the True Yuan flowing out of their bodies would be blocked by the thick lead dust, making it impossible for them to use the True Yuan means they were good at, their speed was still faster than those heavily armored cavalry.

Before the first wave of arrows fell, when the first batch of Northern Wei soldiers fell to the ground in pain, the thick lead dust around the body of the Western Patrol King was pierced by dozens of figures at the same time.

Dozens of cultivators in the army swept towards him from all directions.

The Western Patrol held out his hand.

His hand landed on the hilt of a long sword that was stabbing at him, and he easily snatched the sword and plunged it into the practitioner's throat.

He began to walk.

With each sword stab, a cultivator's throat gushed with blood and fell into the lead dust.

When he was also unable to exert the power of the True Yuan, the perception of a high-level cultivator was still much stronger than that of a low-level cultivator, and all the reactions and movements of these cultivators were too slow for a cultivator like him.

After being forced into this situation, his state of mind at this time was extremely calm.

On the contrary, he felt that the current thick lead dust could not be said to be all bad things for them.

The rest of the gods would have been too stupid in his opinion before this, and they would often make unnecessary responses, consuming a lot of the true essence in their bodies.

But now, no matter how stupid they are, they will no longer use the True Yuan method violently.

In this way, their power will be better preserved.

And he can be sure that the Emperor of the Northern Wei Dynasty, Wu Guzhi and Helan Heiyun have no possibility of fighting again.

In particular, Wu Guzhi and Helan Heiyun were seriously injured, so severe that they might even be on the verge of death.

Under his arrangement, although they did not kill the three before the light of the fire came, they did get rid of the ridiculous embarrassment they had before.

Before he made a move, these god generals and quasi-god generals were dead and wounded, and they were almost broken by the human army one by one.

Now that the Guanlong army has not collapsed, and their strength is still well preserved, then they only have to face the enemy who came with the fire.

If that spark is the last hope of this battle on earth, then he only needs to lead these gods to do the last thing, and that is to extinguish this hope.

What they, the descendants of the Emperor You, and these people in the world seem to think differently.

These soldiers and cultivators of the Northern Wei Dynasty went to their deaths just to drag them here, just to drag them until the arrival of that little fire.

And for them, after their lives are not threatened in such a battle, confidence and strength can return to their bodies, and they can completely calm down.

.......

Blood continued to spill in the lead dust, and the black dust gradually glowed with blood-red color.

The dull sound of falling to the ground continued to sound, from the initial sound of armor hitting the ground, to gradually becoming the collision of armor and armor, the sound of collision and stacking of human bodies and bodies.

The light of the fire had become clearer and clearer, and even ordinary sergeants could already see that it was the kind of flame floating slaughter that originated from the party as described in the military situation.

A gust of wind came from across the plains.

The wind blew the lead dust a little thin.

Xi Kangsheng took a deep breath, and he looked around.

The firearms have been depleted.

But at this moment, many people, including him, heard a voice in the wind.

"Enough. ”

It was a voice with a southern accent, and it seemed to have a chilling murderous intent and anger.

At such a time, it is difficult for all people to understand exactly what these two words mean.

But as these two sounds reached the pinna, many people felt the ground shake again.

This vibration is like a big stone ball rolling and jumping in the distance.

There is something strange about the Western Tour.

He looked up, and as he frowned, a lot of lead dust fell between his eyebrows and on his eyebrows.

He could see the Flame Floating Slaughter clearly, but although the Flame Floating Slaughter didn't look too far in the sky, it was actually quite far from this battlefield.

But in his perception at this time, the source of that vibration was closer than the flame floating slaughter.

Zhongshan Wang Yuanying stood up from the chariot.

The White Bone Army under his command was responsible for the Chinese army that broke through the Guanlong army, and until this time, these battles on the front line were well controlled by him. He can't interfere in the affairs after the Chinese army, he can only do the things in his hands as well as possible.

But the war had come to this point, and when the light of the fire was about to come, the nervousness and anxiety in his heart had turned into joy, and he felt the tremors, and when he saw the smoke and dust that was constantly blowing up and getting closer and closer in the distant field, he almost immediately thought of what it was.

He doesn't know Yang Lu's life or death now, but he knows that as long as Yang Luan is still alive, at this time, Yang Lu, who has experienced the Battle of Zhongli, will definitely know exactly what it is like him.

In all fairness, these descendants of the Youdi Emperor are indeed too powerful, and they seem to be even more terrifying than the Demon Sect during the war between the Northern Wei Dynasty and the Southern Dynasties before, and Lin Yi was able to survive at that time, but it was only the strong man of the Southern Heavenly Courtyard who prevented the Demon Sect from going to Zhongli at the cost of his life.

However, from then to now, no matter how many powerful cultivators I saw, no cultivator could have such a sense of strength and impact as Lin Yi.

There is no cultivator who can be so indulgent and presumptuous as Lin Yi to constantly burst out his power.

The Flame Float is still in the sky.

But Lin Yi was already on the ground.

As he approached the battlefield, Lin Yi had already begun to rush with his own strength.

Zhongshan Wang Yuanying figured this out, and he laughed with emotion.

At a distance where the battlefield was already not thousands of miles away, but the battlefield could already be seen, Lin Yi's rush was indeed faster than the Flame Floating Slaughter flying in the sky.