Chapter 444: Retreat!
"Your Qin Dynasty can't take over this desolate state!" Seeing the actions of Jiang Chen and his group, Chu Xun was completely relieved.
Instead, Qin Yuansheng's eyes were cold, as if he was staring at the group of young people. They were like a terrifying sword of killing, piercing through the army. The Qin Dynasty monks on both sides of the road were as fragile as thin paper. No one could stop their sharpness. Even if dozens of people joined forces, they were easily defeated by a sword or a finger.
Jiang Chen.
Liu Jian.
Bai Luli.
They were all ranked in the top few of the Shenzhou Genius List. Even if they didn't know the killing methods of the military formation, they could rely on their absolute realm advantage. Even people who were one realm higher than them could be easily killed. When they joined together and turned into a sharp sword, they could naturally penetrate the Qin Dynasty's army.
Originally I was confident.
The advantage is mine.
But now.
Wherever the swords turned into by the young men were defeated, this made the bloody brave soldiers of the Qin Dynasty who were fighting to the death look horrified. Although they were not afraid of death, they did not want to die in vain. If no one stopped these young people from sweeping the battlefield, they would not be able to take down the Desolate State.
"Damn it!"
Qin Tian, who was fighting with the Palace Master of the Desolate Heaven Palace, saw this scene from the corner of his eye, and was unprecedentedly gloomy. He could clearly feel the morale of the Qin Dynasty army falling, but the morale of the Desolate State lineup was constantly soaring, all because of these young people who suddenly appeared. Each of them was a child of destiny, and the weakest was also a saint of the sixth realm. When they joined together and interspersed the formation, no one could stop them.
"Stop him!"
Qin Tian was wearing armor, with several fine scars on his cheeks, and the armor was also stained with blood, but he was roaring angrily there. If he couldn't stop these young people, it would be a joke to take down the Desolate Heaven Palace today.
In the sky, it was a duel between the Great Saint Realm. Several of them were about to kill the cultivators of the same realm from the Desolate Heaven Palace. They were sure of victory. They were not in a hurry. They only needed to kill one person to free up the opponent to help the allies. Soon, it would be a harvest. They were too familiar with these things, but now, hearing the roar, several of them could not help but give up the opponent.
Even if it was just one step away.
"Swish!"
Five Great Saint Realm.
Dive down.
No warriors of the Saint Realm Nine came out, because the strength of these young people just now had shocked the entire battlefield. Those below this realm would almost die if they set foot on it. And they already knew who these young people were. Desolate State was famous in the nine continents earlier, and everything started from there.
"Junior brother!"
"Are you afraid?"
Jiang Chen said calmly to the five people.
"Senior brother, you are joking!" Bai Luli shook his head slightly. They were just five Great Saint Realm cultivators. The three of them joined forces in less than half a quarter of an hour to kill them.
"Buzz!"
Jiang Chen stepped forward alone, the unique vibration of the Bu Tian Sect on his body no longer blocked, his eyes rarely released wildness, white clothes fluttering, he said: "This sharp sword cannot stop, I will take care of the five of them!"
Bai Luli hesitated slightly.
"Okay!"
Liu Jian had already moved forward with the sword.
"Shua!"
On the other side of the battlefield, a young man with golden pupils walked out. He was wearing metal armor and staring at Bai Luli coldly. It was Qin Nan who was defeated by Bai Luli in the battle of Donglin Sect in the past. At this time, he stood in a quiet place and said slowly: "Let's make up for the battle that was not completed in the past!"
Bai Luli frowned slightly.
Glanced at his senior brother.
When he saw that senior brother, who was filled with infinite grace, intercepted five great saints by himself, he was completely relieved. At the same time, he also thought of the first time they met, when Jiang Chen was only in the human emperor realm, and now the eldest senior brother has changed and has reached the same realm as him, and he is also filled with divine aura. He whispered: "Senior brother can stop five people, but junior brother can only kill one Qin prince!"
"Swish!"
He rushed forward.
Like lightning.
Below.
In the army formation.
That sharp sword.
Still going deeper.
Even though Jiang Chen and Bai Luli were gone, making the speed of this sharp sword no longer so exaggerated, it was still advancing step by step, separating the Qin Dynasty's army and gradually eroding it, like a sword that cuts the morale of the Qin Dynasty and invigorates the weak momentum of the Wasteland State.
The counterattack horn.
Officially sounded!
…
…
“It’s over!”
“The Qin Dynasty can’t take over the Wasteland State!” People outside the Wasteland State watched the battle situation inside through the projection of the secret treasure. There was a sigh in their eyes, and a little loss. Everyone thought that even if the quasi-emperor of the Qin Dynasty did not set foot in the Wasteland State, it would still be a one-sided massacre. No one could stop the Qin Dynasty army, and no one could stop Qin Yuansheng.
In fact.
But it was very miserable.
On the first day of the arrival of the army, many elite soldiers of the Qin Dynasty were defeated
and sank in the sand, but those who died were the sects that depended on the Qin Dynasty. Even if there were only a few deaths, Qin Yuansheng didn’t feel sorry. Then Qin Yuansheng used a trick to lure Chu Xun away from the border of the Wasteland State, thus opening up the border.
If it weren’t for the mysterious man in the white bamboo hat, who was extremely good at formations, the Qin Dynasty would not have to waste so much effort, and finally let a small number of troops enter with huge casualties. People thought it was still a massacre, but in fact it was beyond people’s expectations again. The Qin Dynasty showed a trend of decadence and defeat.
Qin Yuansheng was implicated.
Ji Zi.
Fo Zi.
He was seriously injured and left.
The old craftsman carried them away.
The battlefield below was also divided. The previous advantage of the Qin Dynasty army was completely destroyed with the unstoppable elite of the Donglin Sect. Someone stared at the battlefield and couldn't help but sighed softly: "Qin Yuansheng's best choice is to retreat and no longer insist on this battle!"
However.
Will he retreat?
So many people died.
Allies were seriously injured.
The army suffered heavy losses.
Only a few practitioners in the Wasteland State were captured, and even a serious blow was not done. How could he be willing to retreat like this? This can be said to be the most tragic battle in Qin Yuansheng's life, and the death rate is also the highest.
If the battle continues, there may be losses, but the Wasteland State can be severely damaged. Waiting to return to the Qin Dynasty to reorganize the army next time, the Wasteland State will no longer have the strength to fight. Therefore, even the generals under Qin Yuansheng's command, looking at their comrades and soldiers who are constantly withering, their hearts are bleeding, and they dare not persuade the prince to withdraw.
On the sky.
Qin Yuansheng was wearing armor and a battle robe, his eyes emitting a cold light from under the armor. Even though the magic halberd in his hand had not been swung down, it still gave people a strong sense of oppression, as if an ancient god was standing there, with a breathtaking aura.
He looked down and saw that the Qin Dynasty army was no longer as brave as before. He said in a cold voice: "Retreat!"