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Chapter 557 Jiang Su died! (asking for monthly votes)
The sword energy soared into the sky, magnificent and dazzling. A hideous crack was torn on Jiang Su's armor, and blood spurted out.

The sword directly pierced the body of this god of war.

The God of War's martial arts body is extremely powerful, even more powerful than other martial arts legends. In hundreds of years, it has only been broken twice.

The first one was the battle in which the sword maniac ascended to the legendary martial arts.

At this moment, the sword intent hidden on the wooden sword dragon pattern even, to a certain extent, outlined the remaining sword intent from the sword maniac Murong Longtu left in Jiang Su's body, making Jiang Su feel waves of pain.

Faced with such a fatal blow, Jiang Su's state of mind remained as calm as a lake, without ripples. He did not retreat or hide, but simply held the magic weapon, Jiemie, tightly in his hand, and advanced instead of retreating.

The God of War said nothing, but fought hard.

Silence, wrapped in the spirit of martial arts legend, smashed down towards Li Guanyi fiercely.

Exchanging injury for injury.

At worst, we die together!
The aura of both of them trembled and exploded.

Then he broke away, and Li Guanyi's shoulder armor burst into pieces. His physique that surpassed the overlord was also injured, and blood kept flowing down, but the god of war Jiang Su paid a greater price.

The abdomen was directly pierced by the sword maniac's magic weapon.

The legendary power of Li Guanyi's martial arts inspired the sword intent of the wooden sword dragon diagram. The sword energy of the sword maniac flowed, and the scars left behind could not be healed quickly even for the god of war Jiang Su, and blood continued to flow.

In another place, Gao Xiang's exposed brows were sharp.

A sigh flashed across his eyes.

He possesses the aura of a martial arts legend, but with the peak realm of the Ninth Heaven Grandmaster, if he wants to threaten the contemporary number one general, the martial arts legend Qin Huang, who is leading a large army and sweeping the world with his might, the only way is to [take the enemy by surprise].

He held the magic weapon in his hand and wanted to continue to restrain his aura and hide in the murderous aura of the army, but at this moment, wisps of silver light entangled with his magic weapon.

Gao Xiang looked at the strands of silver light wrapped around his arms.

These lights rose towards the sky.

Directly exposing this top general who was in a state of seclusion and threatening the legend of martial arts, in the Qin Emperor's army, the silver-haired man's eyes were faintly bloodshot, his palm was extended, and his five fingers slowly clenched -

A martial arts legend in the world.

As long as given time, his upper limit will be enough to rival the Sword Maniac God of War.

More than twenty days.

Unraveling the mystery bit by bit, they are preparing to target the great general Gao Xiang.

The leader of the formation, the whale fisherman, who hadn't rested for more than 20 days, showed a dangerous smile on his face: "I found you, you bastard!"

Open card——

At this stage, there is no other choice. The kings of both sides have already stepped onto the battlefield. The top ten generals in the world are galloping in different corners of the world. Millions of troops are fighting at the same time. This is a battle to the death.

The God of War Jiang Su thrust the divine spear Jimie into the ground and raised his hand to press on his abdomen.

The luck burned and turned into golden flames.

He forced the previous national destiny into his body so that he could further improve himself and fight against the Qin Emperor in his current state.

The golden flame melted and twisted the divine armor on his body, causing his flesh and blood to twist under the flame of luck. With this decisive and tragic method, the wound created by Li Guanyi's sword just now was healed.

The blood stopped flowing, and the God of War Jiang Su looked at Li Guanyi.

Holding the magic spear Jimie, he launched a fatal attack on Emperor Qin.

What else is there to say?

Let's fight. Let's be bold! Let's fight to the death, let's compete together!

"Come!!!"

........................

But a few days ago.

The halberd chopped down fiercely, and the weapon in Qin Yulong's hand was knocked out of his hand by Yue Qianfeng's strong energy, and blood spurted out of his knuckles. Under the attack of the opponent's army, he retreated again and again, and finally could not hold on.

But his will to fight had not disappeared, his eyes were bloodshot, and he was planning to draw out his spare weapon and continue fighting.

Suddenly, I heard a sound of breaking air.

The two weapons gouged through the battlefield and hit his armor hard.

The sharp cold light cut through the armor.

But it was not a tearing and killing energy, but a majestic yet gentle energy that was sent out -

Chen Baxian’s unique skills!
Destroy the mountain!

boom! ! !
The layers of energetic energy pushed forward like the collapse of mountains. Qin Yulong saw two riders emerging from the two sides of Yue Qianfeng. They were Chen Wenmian and Xiao Wuliang, both of them were eighth-level heavenly generals.

Two spears were pointed at Qin Yulong's abdomen.

This famous general, who had been struggling to hold on for a long time relying on the army and the advantages of the terrain, finally couldn't hold on any longer. He was dazed and was pushed off his horse. He fell heavily to the ground. He struggled to stand up, but was caught up by Yue Qianfeng.

Qin Yulong's defensive strategy was successful.

But the situation has come to this point, no matter how hard you try to hold on, it is only a matter of time before you are defeated.

At this point, the tenth most powerful general in the world is ultimately no match for Yue Qianfeng.

Yue Qianfeng clenched his fist and punched Qin Yulong on the head. Qin Yulong, who had already reached his limit, felt dizzy and finally fell backwards heavily, completely fainting.

Yue Qianfeng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth without caring, and looked at Qin Yulong with some approval. He whispered: "What a man, you have managed to hold on for such a long time. However, the time is almost up..."

They cleaned up the battlefield here, and then chose to send out the prepared signal. The fireworks created by the Mohist mechanical technology shot up into the sky and exploded in the air. After a while, violent waves were stirred up on the surface of the river.

Yue Qianfeng stood here solemnly. When the wind blew past, the pain in this brave warrior's body turned into a refreshing feeling when he breathed. Looking from afar, where the water and the sky met, a flag pointing to the sky appeared there.

One after another, the warships broke through the water and waves and arrived with a roar.

The dragon image circled in the air, emitting bursts of murderous dragon roars.

At the highest point, an old man with broad shoulders laughed out loud: "Hahahaha, Brother Yue, you are processing things a little too slowly here!"

Yue Qianfeng said: "Qin Yulong has his country behind him. Facing such a large army, it is already fast to be able to completely defeat it within ten days. It is still within the calculations of Mr. Pojun and His Majesty."

A huge warship was parked on a river not far away.

The Wrathful Scale Dragon King Kou Yulie said, "Then, let's follow Mr. Pojun's plan."

His expression was calm, and he sighed:
"The old man's martial arts skills are useless on this battlefield. I thought that in such a big battle, we could only serve as logistics. I never thought that the tyrant Jiang Yuan would open up the waterway and build a canal!"

"Although it's not very wide, but we can use the water route to surround the army!"

"That's fine too!"

The Angry Scaled Dragon King laughed loudly, and the Grand Master General of the Seventh Heaven led the army forward by water, leaving from the Jiangnan waterway, entering the canal of Ying State, and quickly reaching the hinterland.

........................

On the battlefield, Jiang Su knew that he had no other choice this time but to fight fiercely. The armies of both sides fought each other. The sounds of horse hooves, swords, and roars turned into a surging roar like waves.

The world's storms swept in, contradictions gathered, and fell here layer by layer.

Jiang Su used his luck as fire to burn his wounds, allowing them to heal temporarily and stop bleeding. This would inevitably lead to his injuries becoming more serious afterwards, but he no longer cared about the future.

This is the only fight to the death!

Qin Huang's halberd chopped down suddenly, colliding with Jiang Su's magic spear Jiemie. The divine archer Gao Xiang shot an arrow, but its edge was blunted by the formation that the whale fisherman had prepared for more than 20 days.

Every time, Gao Xiang's arrows would break the formation prepared by the whale fisherman.

But he himself was also locked up.

Both sides were exchanging pieces frantically.

They are all trying to buy time for the outcome of the battle between Jiang Su and Li Guanyi.

boom! ! !
The Spear of Annihilation fell, and the arrow of the divine general Gao Xiang was shot out in a rotation, but at this moment, a spear was thrown over fiercely and hit the arrow that had been weakened by the Whale Fisherman's formation from the side.

Gao Xiang's pupils contracted sharply and he turned his head to look.

The west side of this vast battlefield.

The wolf's desolate and murderous howl rushed into the sky.

The military formations of King Shenwu and King Wolf appeared on the battlefield again. Chen Wenmian held his father's weapon at an angle, and on one side was his father's beloved general and his teacher. He looked at the battlefield in front of him and took a deep breath.

'Dad, Mom, I'm here.'

Wearing heavy armor, holding a spear, looking majestic and murderous, he stood out from the night cavalry and galloped across the Western Regions. He was the last strength of the Shenwu King Chen Fubi. He inherited Chen Fubi's will and walked his own path.

The long-handled double-edged sword in Chen Wenmian's hand tore through the troubled times.

Chen Wenmian locked onto the God of War Jiang Su and said angrily:
"Jiang Su, can you recognize this blade?"

Wearing silver armor and white robes, Chen Wenmian’s army and the Canglang Guard heavy cavalry set foot on the battlefield!
From the rear, the sound of horse hooves was muffled and the roar of the golden-winged Roc reached the sky. This gigantic Dharma image swept across the vast battlefield. The golden flames seemed to spread the lead-gray evil spirit. The military flag with the character "Yue" on it appeared on the northern edge of the battlefield.

Yue Pengwu chose to come and attack Jiang Su.

The no longer young famous general pointed the Liquan magic spear in his hand forward.

The end of troubled times and the beginning of a peaceful and prosperous era.

He became famous at a young age and traveled all over the world. The most magnificent battle of his life has finally arrived. Beside him are Dou De, those heroes of the world, and those common people. He looks ahead and speaks.

"Charge!"

The heavy cavalry of Yue Army stepped onto the battlefield and blocked the rear of Ying State’s army.

Yue Pengwu is the core, and Ling Pingyang is the auxiliary.

The Beiwei Army began to break through the rear blockade!
Yue Pengwu's troops broke through the Northern Army of Ying State and began to march towards Jiang Su!

Almost at the same time.

The Taiping Army’s flags appeared in the northeast direction.

Yan Xuanji, Yuan Shitong, and Xue Tianxing appeared on one side of the battlefield.

Wen Qingyu came up with a plan and sent out 50,000 troops, who made use of the speed of the Grand Canal and the Angry Dragon King's fleet to reach the battlefield.

The Taiping Army began to advance.

To contain the Ying State troops on the northeast side.

Led by Ashina, the reorganized Iron Pagoda appeared on the battlefield.

The Western Region Army began to advance!
Ye Chongdao, led by Ye Buyi, and Ye Chi cavalry appeared on the battlefield.

Night cavalry begins to march!
Zhou Xianping led the heavy armored infantrymen with hooked sickle spears from Zhou Liuying, who appeared on the west side of the battlefield. The heavy armored infantrymen with hooked sickle spears began to march forward!
Duan Qingyu appeared on one side of the battlefield. The Southwestern Army crossed the mountains and rivers, appeared on the fatal flank, and rushed into the battlefield!

This final battle was the strongest battle in thousands of years of history.

The battlefield of this battle is the entire world, vast and boundless in area.

Everything on every battlefield is dynamic. Any change will trigger changes in the battle situation in other places. Only when everything comes together can it become the final outcome of the battlefield.

Such a vast battlefield and so many changes in intelligence all fell into a pair of purple eyes. Pojun looked at the geomancy map. The red lines on the local battlefields began to converge and finally converged in the north and south.

Pojun picked up a chess piece and put it down gently.

He exhaled like smoke and said:
"General, Army."

In the center, Yuan was holding a sword. He was in a whole camp. Si Wei, Siming, and the whale fisherman were all there. The ground beneath their feet was densely covered with countless formation patterns, and the left and right sides turned into eight gates.

The eight gates are guarded by the world's most famous generals, a million-strong army, eight hundred years of glory, and three hundred years of chaos, all gathered at one point.

Pojun is the core and Yuanzhi is the eye of the formation.

With Yue Pengwu, Yue Qianfeng, Chen Wenmian, Duan Qingyu, the Taiping Army, the Southwest Army, the Western Regions Allied Forces, and the newly promoted Iron Buddha as the eight gates, and the rest of the generals galloping to cooperate, a million-strong army, and the Qin Emperor as the core, it is truly unprecedented and will never be surpassed...

Ranger Yuan held the hilt of the sword with both hands and raised it high.

His face was pale and his eyes were like fire.

His eyes reflected flames, the world and the battlefield.

In his eyes, famous generals galloped across different battlefields according to Pojun's strategies. The passion, ambition, hatred, unique skills, the original ideal, the most original anger, and millions of people turned into the word "peace".

The Pojun chess piece fell with a clinking sound.

And there was determination in the eyes of the murderous ranger.

The long sword pierced into the center of the formation.

Let me wait to end the troubled times and open up a new era.

When he spoke, his voice was hoarse like smoke.

"Eight Golden Locks——"

"Open the formation!!!"

boom! ! !
The spears and halberds clashed heavily with each other, and the blast was like a dragon. The stabbing pain in Jiang Su's abdomen became more and more obvious. At this time, the God of War finally felt weak again.

It's not a personal martial art.

He still had determination, and was still an unrivaled martial arts legend, but the military support from the army was constantly decreasing, and so the power he could exert also began to fall.

In this chaotic world, the divine general who leads the army is the most powerful being.

Even a martial arts legend would not be his opponent.

However, when the army lost its momentum and the support of the military formation, even a top military strategist like the God of War lost his edge and courage. He suddenly felt that he was actually gasping for breath.

Is he panting?

Has this body, which has fought across the world for three hundred years, become old?
Jiang Su had to calm his breathing a little. When he raised his head, he looked around and saw scarlet military flags with qilin and cloud patterns. These flags were reflected in his eyes like burning flames, sparks that lit up the whole world bit by bit.

There are ink-colored words on it.

【Peace】!
【Chen】【Yue】【Ye】【Zhou】【Li】……

Scarlet banners with qilin cloud patterns seemed to be on fire everywhere. They were galloping in different directions of the battlefield. The raging fire shot up into the sky, making Jiang Su a little dazed.

Everything seemed to be a replica of the battle in the Western Regions that year, except that at that time, it was just the ordinary troops under the command of Li Guanyi, the Marquis of Qin Wu, and the Qilin Army at that time was far less elite than it is now.

At this moment, any one of them who makes up this cutting tactic is a famous general in the world.

Even Gao Xiang was now being restrained by the generals headed by Yue Pengwu, and finally could no longer provide support to Jiang Su, and fell into a very embarrassing situation. The entire Ying army was now being joined by the Qin coalition forces, torn into pieces and trapped in different areas.

The battle was cut off.

The tide is gone.

However, the sound of war drums inspires us to move forward.

A famous general like Jiang Su had already known at this point that his and Jiang Wanxiang's great wish would ultimately fail, just like those people they had cleared out when they passed away, they would eventually fail after they grew old and corrupt.

What follows is a decisive battle that is bound to fail.

But, even so!

Even though I already know the ending!

How can we not fight to the end?
Isn't it satisfying to fight to the end even though you know the outcome?

Grand Tutor Jiang Su laughed out loud. He stretched out his hand, knocked the cloak on the armor, and suddenly threw the cloak away. Then he went to straighten the shaky blue dragon-patterned banner. When there were scarlet Qilin Army flags everywhere, the blue dragon-patterned banner was still dancing wildly.

This is the banner of Ying State and also the final destiny of Ying State.

Jiang Su held the big banner in his hand.

Hold it tightly in your hand.

So the great blue dragon banner still stood alone and stubbornly in the center of the battlefield.

This powerful, arrogant, invincible, unscrupulous, dirty, ugly god who had supported this country for hundreds of years held the divine spear in his hand and emanated from it, with the cold murderous aura rising into the sky.

Jiang Wanxiang's dream ended.

The Grand Master also died when the dream ended.

But the God of War Jiang Su reappeared here and was heading for the end of his life. He galloped forward, and the other generals of the Qilin Army obeyed the military orders and did not go forward to intercept the God of War in order to avoid unnecessary sacrifices when they had a strategic advantage.

Li Guanyi personally went forward to intercept Jiang Su.

Jiang Su let out a long roar, the Spear of Annihilation in his hand shone with unparalleled sharpness.

The two men fought on the battlefield.

The sound of weapons clashing was like thunder, rolling across the entire battlefield, across the three hundred years of chaos, and across the more than ten years of confrontation and fighting between Emperor Qin and Jiang Su.

In the sky, the evil spirit of the military strategists swept over and turned into layers of sea of ​​clouds that spread upwards. Jiang Su's military soul and Dharma image turned into golden-armored gods, and the five Dharma images of the Qin Emperor turned into divine dragons. The two sides fought together.

Above the sky, Dharmadhatu are fighting each other, and on the battlefield, gods are fighting to the death!

However, Jiang Su, who had lost the support of his military and national strength, clearly felt his weakening during the fierce fighting.

Jiang Su's breathing was rapid. He had given up everything else. He knew that the end ahead was death in battle, but what did it matter? The air smelled of blood, and there were sounds of swords clashing and shouting.

Go forward and swing your weapons.

Keep going like this.

His gaze was persistent, and in a trance he saw old friends walking towards him and then leaving. Only victory was eternal. Suddenly, he seemed to see a young man wearing a golden mask.

Then the young man dispersed, Qin Huang appeared, Jiang Su shouted angrily, he finally lost his previous calm demeanor, instead he had the will of a flaming warrior, he charged towards Qin Huang with his spear.

The Spear of Annihilation pierced into Qin Huang's body, but failed to penetrate him.

At the same time, the weapon in the Qin Emperor's hand had already chopped down heavily.

Armor burst, flesh was torn, and at that moment when the energy burst out and spread, all sounds seemed to be far away from him. All of Jiang Su's thoughts froze, and his spear could not move forward.

The battlefield seemed to turn into silence.

Or maybe it's just that this body can no longer hear the sounds of the battlefield.

Blood gushed out and fell on the battlefield.

The Qin Emperor's eyes were wide open, and his young face showed determination and murderous intent.

It's revenge for my parents.

It is the hatred of beheading the wolf king.

Or, is it for the sake of peace in this vast world?
Jiang Su slowly lowered his head and looked at the halberd that almost split him from the shoulder to the waist. His internal organs were almost cut open. His vision was dazed, and finally slowly dispersed. He just whispered:

"Ah…………"

"Well done, Emperor Qin."

After three hundred years of wars and chaos, even though all his old friends had left, the God of War, Tai Shi, continued to move forward in his own way, and his vision slowly returned to darkness.

boom! ! !
The golden-armored deity in the sky froze in place.

Then, under the gaze of thousands of troops, it slowly collapsed, disintegrated bit by bit, and disappeared into the void. The body of the god of war Jiang Su shook, and fell backwards, and the sky and the earth turned upside down.

Then the big banner with the blue dragon pattern seemed to fall to the ground.

Three hundred years of war...

ended.

His Majesty.

Our dream is over.

Ying: The military god Jiang Su was killed in battle by the Qin Emperor.

On the battlefield, Jiang Su, who had tried his best, had his body burned and his luck backfired. He had controlled the luck of an entire country, but now he was dead, and his luck turned into flames. When he fell, his body turned into ashes, leaving no intact corpse, and no place to be buried.

The world is a battlefield.

There is no better burial place for a military god than this.

Li Guan took a deep breath, and while breathing, he felt a sharp pain in his chest and abdomen. He slowly stood up, looked at the last large banner with a blue dragon pattern, and then grasped the magic weapon.

The halberd whistled violently, then slashed horizontally.

There was a rich and bright stream of light on the edge of the halberd, cutting through the great banner. The three hundred years of national destiny, the persistence of successive kings, and the great banner of the last country in the world except the Qin State were cut off.

The blue dragon that had covered the sky for more than three hundred years fell down.

Qilin pointed his halberd at the sky, and Li Guanyi shouted:
"Jiang Su is dead!"

July 17th, the fourth year of Emperor Qin’s reign.

It only lasted 27 days of fierce fighting.

Qin Emperor Li Guanyi personally killed the military god Jiang Su. It was the last battle of more than 300 years of chaos.

Thus, the curtain fell.

(End of this chapter)