The evil forces roaming the heavens

Chapter 1239 Zhang Cheng: "My name is Jia Jue! Remember that!"

On the turbulent battlefield, the Daqian Army was on the verge of collapse.
Feng Tang's formation method made the army completely lose the initiative.

If Jiang Zining hadn't used muskets and artillery to suppress the enemy, the frontline would have collapsed.

Although Feng Tang sent out elite troops from the border towns, it was only to delay time.

Now the Red Banner is pressing down with 20,000 troops, and it seems that they will soon be able to break through the defense line.

At this time, Daishan sent out the Solon Camp in an attempt to completely defeat the flank.
Although Zhang Cheng blocked the Sauron Camp, the Bordered Red Banner was no pushover. He only had less than 300 men, but Daishan still had the Plain Red Banner, so he had no choice but to change camp!
Either the Bordered Red Banner wins, Daqian is defeated, and all relatives die in battle, or he kills the Plain Red Banner and Daishan!
Busily putting on their armor, three hundred white-armored warriors were looking fiercely into the distance.

After Zhang Cheng led 300 kriegs and killed the Red Banner Niulu who came to support him, he immediately shouted angrily: "Daishan!"

Suddenly hearing the roar that resounded throughout the battlefield, many people looked into the distance.
When they saw Zhang Cheng wielding the Liuhe spear and directly knocking a Niulu flying, they all gasped.

"Hahahaha, whose general is this! Why didn't anyone tell me that there were such people in the army!"

Feng Tang roared with excitement.
"That seems to be someone from the Jia family!"

Swallowing his saliva, a lieutenant immediately explained,
"Does the Jia family have such a talented child?"

Wang Ziteng was stunned when he spoke in disbelief.
"He's not from the capital, he's from Nanjing and is a soldier!"

After explaining to Wang Ziteng, everyone present reacted.

This year, His Majesty ordered the four kings, eight dukes, and twelve marquises to send their clansmen to the frontier to serve in the army. However, the Jia family played a trick and directly contacted the Twelve Clans of Jinling.

But who could have imagined that the Jia family in Jinling actually had such a tough descendant, who, in terms of bravery, was no less than the two great dukes of the Jia family back then!

"Kill him! Kill him right now!"

Daishan was already mad with anger.

Because the Daqian defense line, which was about to collapse, actually restored its morale after Zhang Cheng appeared out of nowhere. How could he accept this?
You know, in his eyes, the southerners are a group of weak people, how can he possibly compete with them?
"Boom boom boom!"

Mounting their war horses, three hundred white-armored warriors immediately rushed forward.

Wearing three layers of heavy armor, they were like walking tanks, not afraid of any attack.

Looking at the Tartars in white armor in front of him, Zhang Cheng understood that they were their elite troops.

In an instant, the two sides collided quickly, and people and horses fell to the ground.

But just when Daishan thought that Zhang Cheng would definitely be torn to pieces by Baijia La, something unexpected happened.

Zhang Cheng brandished the Liuhe spear and knocked away all the enemies approaching him.
Seeing Bai Jiala fall to the ground and instantly unable to get up, everyone was stunned.

Because of his strength, he could actually knock away an enemy with three layers of heavy armor, almost like a tank.
"Break the formation!"

Wearing a masked armor, Zhang Cheng's eyes were erected like a venomous snake.
Just as the attacking Bai Jiala was moving his sharp blade in slow motion, Zhang Cheng quickly swung the Liuhe spear in his hand.
"Bang bang bang!"

In a moment, white-armored horses kept flying off the horses and fell heavily to the ground.
"Brother, brother, something is wrong, this person is like a ghost!"

Looking at Daishan beside him, Niulu Ezhen was already sweating profusely.
Because even their most ferocious "Baturu" did not dare to charge head-on at the White-Armored Cavalry!

But now Zhang Cheng not only charged, but none of the 300 cavalrymen behind him fell behind. This was a bit scary.

"Oh no! He's going to charge at the flag! The Red Flags, stop him!"

He shouted loudly, and Niulu Ezhen roared.
Under Niulu'ezhen's command, two thousand red flags rushed out quickly towards Zhang Cheng.

After killing the white-armored La, Zhang Cheng took off his helmet, and his forehead was boiling with heat.

"boom!"

A thunderclap came from the sky, followed by raindrops falling continuously.

Walking forward in the rain, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but become fierce.

"Crack!"

Holding the Liuhe spear tightly in his hand, he began to smash it to both sides when rushing into the Zhenghong Banner. Seeing the warriors falling off the horse, Daishan was dumbfounded at the moment.
Because the legendary enemy of ten thousand people seemed to materialize before their eyes!
"Brother, this beast has already killed his way through the front line, and the middle line seems unable to resist. How about you avoid his attack first!"

Seeing Zhang Cheng rushing towards him and no one able to stop him, Niulu'ezhen immediately started to yell,
"Should I avoid his edge?"

Looking at Niulu Ezhen in shock, Daishan immediately roared, "Bring me a knife!"

With a loud roar of anger, Daishan rode forward with bloodshot eyes and said, "My sword is not bad either!"

At this point, Daishan rushed forward.
As the eldest prince among the Jurchens, anyone who thinks Daishan cannot fight would be underestimating him.
He is a great general who founded the country!

"come!"

With a roar, Daishan immediately roared with a long sword in his hand.

After Zhang Cheng killed his way through the Zhenghong Banner, the surrounding Tatar cavalrymen rushed over frantically, trying to stop him.

But who would have thought that Zhang Cheng would not avoid it at all and would just go there with the big flag.
"Wow!"

The big knife chopped and Daishan looked at Zhang Cheng and roared immediately.

Seeing the oncoming sword, Zhang Cheng didn't take it seriously and fired a shot at it.
"Oh!"

His body flew out like a cannonball, and Daishan flew a long way before landing on the ground.
But just after the shot was fired, Zhang Cheng finally reacted and turned his head sharply and said, "Fuck, Daishan?"

Suddenly feeling the surging murderous intent, Daishan also shouted: "Save me, save me!"

"Brother, brother! I'm here!"

Rushing forward quickly, Niulu Ezhen pounced on him and pulled him onto his horse.
But just when Niulu Ezhen was about to breathe a sigh of relief, he saw the Liuhe spear thrust out from behind.

Seeing the blood dripping on his face, Daishan was so frightened that his soul almost flew away.

Originally, he was thought to be a powerful general, but after fighting with Zhang Cheng, he discovered that he was just a rookie!

"Stop him, stop him!"

Roaring with anger, the rest of the Niulu Ezhen immediately started to roar,

Because if Daishan was killed in battle, it would be a real joke. After returning, all of them, the red and red-ranked generals, would have to be buried with him!

Looking at the fearless Tartars, Zhang Cheng smashed the spear in his hand and shouted: "Daishan, get out, Daishan!"

He got off his horse, covered his broken arm, and fled frantically to avoid Zhang Cheng's pursuit.

Because this thing is not a human being!
Just as Daishan escaped from the fierce battle circle, he saw that the big flag in the distance was broken by someone.

Shocked at this scene, Daishan yelled hysterically: "Enemy general, who are you?"

Waving the Liuhe spear in his hand, Zhang Cheng turned his head and looked abruptly at the distance of 200 meters, then held it in his hand and roared: "My name is Jia Jue, remember it!"

"boom!"

The Liuhe spear flew up and came towards Daishan like a spear.

Watching this scene in horror, Daishan dodged immediately.

"Clang!"

The Liuhe spear was nailed to the ground, shaking constantly. Daishan looked at this scene with fear in his eyes.
Since Daqian has such powerful generals, how will they attack next?

"The Tartar flag has fallen, the Tartar flag has fallen, kill, brothers!"

Seeing the fallen flag in the distance, the soldiers of Daqian immediately roared.

"Retreat, retreat!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng who was surrounded, Daishan didn't dare to rush forward anymore and could only roar angrily because he was completely scared!
(End of this chapter)