C303 Battle of Glory (3)

After Zhao Mingzhe poured all his Essence into the water-repelling spear, the spear body started to move in a strange rhythm. When the energy reached its peak, the spear tip was split into two.

The so-called barbarian leader was shocked when he saw that Zhao Mingzhe was not aiming at him. He brandished his huge Zhanmadao and slashed at Zhao Mingzhe, wanting to stop Zhao Mingzhe from attacking.

Zhao Mingzhe's figure turned in a circle, and in the blink of an eye, he dodged the Zhanmadao that came at him, the tip of his spear hitting the barbarian cultivator's forehead and throat.

The barbarian cultivator fell to the ground, dead. He didn't even have time to scream.

At this time, the many experts in the Barbarian Formation had already completely broken through the sword formation that You Xinzheng had set up.

After a few battles, the hundreds of cavalrymen who didn't suffer any damage lost nearly a third of their manpower when they tried to stop these barbarian cultivators.

The barbarian cultivators who had been forced back by Wu Chenzi were rushing towards him together with the barbarian warriors.

Zhao Mingzhe opened his mouth and said:

"Senior Wu Chenzi, the commander of the barbarian army is dead. We need to retreat, quickly!"

A hint of doubt flashed across Wu Chenzi's eyes, he could not understand why Zhao Mingzhe took the opportunity to assassinate a barbarian cultivator, and the barbarian dressed in the commander's uniform did not die. How could Zhao Mingzhe say that the assassination was a success?

At this time, the barbarian warriors and the numerous cavalry soldiers were besieging the two like crazy. Wu Chenzi did not have any time to think anymore as he pulled out his horsetail whisk one after another to block the dozen or so astonishing weapons.

A short distance away, there were more than 20,000 soldiers of the Mo Cultivator Army rushing over. The sound of battle drums and horns filled the entire battlefield.

Seeing the sudden arrival of reinforcements, Zhao Mingzhe was surprised, but he still opened his mouth to explain:

"I have gathered the elite troops of three cities to assist the Western Divine General in defeating the barbarians!"

Zhao Mingzhe heaved a sigh of relief, and before he had time to greet Wu Chenzi, he loudly shouted:

"The commander of the barbarian army is dead. The reinforcements have arrived. Everyone, listen to my orders. Follow me to reinforce the reinforcements!"

Under the lead of Zhao Shenglong and Zheng Qiuyue, they took the lead and rushed to Zhao Mingzhe's side. You Xinzheng, along with the remaining Storm Cavalry had already rushed over.

The Hundred Bird Throwing Phoenix Spear Technique was once again used by Zhao Mingzhe. The imposing phoenix shadow, together with the over a hundred sharp spear flowers, stormed into the barbarian army. The horsetail whisk in Wu Chenzi's hand changed drastically as he killed countless of barbarians under the influence of stirring, entangling, piercing and rolling.

In just half a cup of tea's time, everyone had already gathered with the reinforcements.

The water-repelling spear in Zhao Mingzhe's hands pointed to the sky and shouted:

"I am the King himself, commanding the Western Gods to descend upon the barbarians. Brothers, twenty years ago, we were young, twenty years later, we were old, and now we do not fight, but rather wait, and kill! "

Zhao Mingzhe's shout, along with the power of the Thunder Roar, spread far and wide over the entire battlefield.

The four city gates opened at the same time, and all the soldiers in the city rushed out of the city without holding back. They then joined the army and started to attack the barbarians.

Zhao Mingzhe was at the vanguard of the army, and beside him were Wu Chenzi, Zhao Shenglong and You Xinzheng.

Back then in the Bright Moon Sect, Wu Chenzi had withstood most of Yue Wuxia's attacks, so there was no need to explain how strong he was.

With Zhao Mingzhe leading a few men to attack from the front, along with the over seventy elite Storm Cavalry s forming an offensive formation of arrows, who could stop this army of barbarians?

"Wind!"

"Cloud!"

The Storm Cavalry's sword flashed, and blood continued to pour out from the barbarians. More than a thousand veterans did not want to fall behind, and with a flash of their blades, they clashed with the barbarian cavalry's Zhanmadao!

The water-repelling spear and the horse-drawn horse-drawn horse-drawn horseman sent the barbarians and their war horses flying. The barbarian horsemen were no longer able to withstand this sharp counterattack.

At this time, the barbarians' central army was in total chaos. They couldn't respond at the first moment. Instead, they couldn't help but take a step back.

In a battle of attrition, once one was forced to retreat, it would be even harder to stop one's fall.

Zhao Mingzhe's mind was clear, he knew that the barbarian cultivator that he had killed had killed the right person.

Back then, the barbarian commander in the middle of the barbarian army was a shadow warrior who attracted the firepower of the real commander. And, the cold-eyed barbarian was the one who was in charge of commanding the barbarians.

The real leader of the barbarians had already been killed by Zhao Mingzhe, and Wu Chenzi had rushed over with reinforcements.

The sound of fighting echoed in the sky. After about an hour, the barbarians were no longer able to resist. They threw down tens of thousands of corpses and started to retreat.

Zhao Mingzhe shouted loudly:

"It's good to chase down the remaining bandits. Continue to kill them!"

"Kill!"

With a loud shout, everyone followed Zhao Mingzhe who was leading the way and continued to chase.

After the battle, the barbarians' vanguard army had been completely destroyed. In addition to Zhao Mingzhe and Wu Chenzi, the two strong warriors who looked down on the city walls as if they were nothing, the barbarians attacked and destroyed the big Mo City that was occupied by the barbarians.

Moreover, the barbarian army was made up of all sorts of tribes, so they couldn't be considered a regular army. In a situation where there was an advantage, the barbarian army had an astonishing amount of fighting power gathered, but once it showed weakness, the barbarian army from all the tribes started to think differently, all in an attempt to preserve the strength of their tribes. With the barbarian army being defeated again and again, it was simply unable to stop Zhao Mingzhe's continuous attacks with all the armies under his command.

The news of the pursuers being swept away by the autumn wind gradually spread. The garrison troops of the various Great Mo Nation cities that bordered the Western Barbarian Tribe began to turn from defending to counterattacking.

In just two short days, Zhao Mingzhe had led his troops in a continuous counterattack. By the time they had chased to the place where the supplies had been burned down, all the barbarian soldiers had already left the Great Mo Nation.

After listening to the many people's suggestions, Zhao Mingzhe did not blindly lead his troops to counterattack.

On the night that the defensive line was set up, Zhao Mingzhe, who was riding on his own horse, stood in the middle of the tens of thousands of people.

"Conqueror of the West, invincible in battle, invincible in battle …"

Zhao Mingzhe's expression was indifferent, and in his eyes, there was a trace of dejection that ordinary people could not detect.

Outside the army, Zhao Mingzhe had already seen Zhao Shenglong bringing the remaining veterans to gather the corpses of the fallen veterans.

After a series of intense battles, there were less than three thousand veterans left.

Maybe, just like what Zhao Mingzhe had said, old soldiers would not die, they would burn with passion, and after burning everything down, they would wilt your hair!

When Su Xie sent Zhao Mingzhe and the other old soldiers here, it was probably a desperate choice. However, now, because of Zhao Mingzhe and the group of older soldiers, the Western Barbarian Tribe's offensive had been completely disintegrated.

It's just that I still don't know the situation with the other great armies that Great Mo Nation faces …