With a million soldiers, the empress begged me not to rebel

The spearmen of Beixiang State hurriedly thrust their spears, but they didn't hit their own people and let out a scream.

However, they were easily dodged by Lu Yan's army, and the spears passed through the air weakly.

There was no way to stop the iron hoof of Lu Yan's army.

The soldiers of Shannan Prefecture were dressed in iron armor and held sharp blades.

Like a group of steel monsters, they rushed towards the enemy camp with irresistible force.

They waved their weapons and harvested the enemy's lives like cutting melons and vegetables.

Lu Yan led the charge, brandishing his sword and charging left and right in the enemy formation as if he were in an empty space.

His swordsmanship is sharp and every move is extremely swift.

But he swept the sword across with the force of thunder.

Several enemy soldiers were cut in half, blood splattered, and broken limbs flew everywhere;

A sword thrust straight through the enemy general's throat, his eyes wide open as he collapsed to the ground.

The long sword in his hand reaped the lives of his enemies, leaving corpses everywhere where he passed.

The armor on his body had already been stained red with blood.

Seeing Lu Yan so brave, the enemy generals were afraid and hated him, but they were unwilling to retreat.

So they all rushed forward to challenge.

A burly enemy general with a face full of flesh, like a butcher.

The whiskers stood up like steel needles, each one as sharp as a steel needle.

He held a huge axe in his hand, which was as broad and heavy as a door panel, and the axe blade was shining coldly.

The enemy general's eyes widened with anger, red in color, and he shouted:

"You little thief! How dare you be so arrogant! Give me your life!"

The giant axe, accompanied by the sound of wind and with the force of splitting mountains and splitting rocks, chopped fiercely towards Lu Yan's head.

Lu Yan was not in a hurry. A contemptuous smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he ignored the enemy general's attack.

He dodged the fatal blow with a speed so fast that it was astonishing.

At the same time, the long sword in his hand flashed with a cold light and accurately pierced the enemy general's throat.

"Uh……"

The enemy general let out a low whimper from his throat, and blood gushed out, spraying all over Lu Yan.

The enemy general's eyes were wide open, full of unwillingness and fear. He fell straight to the ground, his eyes wide open.

The other enemy general was short and fat, but extremely agile, holding two hammers and with a ferocious face.

Roaring and rushing towards Lu Yan.

"You rat, how dare you hurt my brother? Watch out for the axe!"

As the two hammers danced, they brought up gusts of wind, making a whistling sound.

Lu Yan sneered and said with disdain:

"You have a small skill, but you still dare to do the same thing!"

His steps were light and his figure was erratic. He moved between the gaps between the two hammers as if strolling in the garden.

He dodged the attack of the two hammers, and the sword in his hand turned into cold light.

Constantly leaving wounds on the enemy generals, each attack is precise and deadly.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!"

The enemy general was covered in blood and let out shrill screams.

Finally, Lu Yan seized a flaw and pierced his heart with a sword, ending his suffering.

The enemy general's legs went limp and he fell to the ground, blood gushing out of his mouth. He twitched a few times and then died.

Just when Lu Yan wanted to take a break, a mace went straight to his throat.

Lu Yan groaned in his heart, is it possible to defeat these guys forever?

Why are you giving away heads one after another?

He wanted to finish the battle quickly so that he could go back and rest.

However, he did not expect that these enemy generals would be so reckless and come to challenge him one after another.

He sighed helplessly, it seemed that there was no way to end this without a good kill today.

In a flash, Lu Yan swung his sword to block and deflected the incoming spear.

The mace brushed across his neck, bringing waves of coolness.

Leaving a shallow blood mark on the neck.

Looking up, I saw the fourth enemy general holding a mace.

He is tall, like a fucking iron tower.

He roared angrily, swung his mace, and rushed towards Lu Yan like a mad dog.

Lu Yan did not dodge or evade, allowing the mace to hit him.

There was a loud "clang" sound.

The mace was actually blocked by Lu Yan's armor and did not hurt him at all.

The enemy general was stunned and thought to himself:

"What kind of armor is this? It's so strong!"

He rubbed his eyes, thinking he was dazzled and couldn't believe what he saw.

This was a full-strength attack from him, but he failed to hurt the opponent at all?

how can that be!

The mace in his hand weighs a hundred pounds.

It is made of thousand-year-old cold iron. It can cut iron like mud and is indestructible.

Even if a soldier wearing heavy armor was hit by this blow, his bones would be broken and his muscles would be torn, and he would either die or be injured.

But the young man in front of him was completely unharmed?

This is simply unbelievable!

He was so shocked and confused that he stood there for a moment, not knowing what to do.

Lu Yan sneered and said disdainfully:

"With this little ability, you dare to come and die?"

He swung the long sword in his hand and cut a huge wound in the enemy general's abdomen.

The enemy general screamed, his intestines spilled all over the floor, and he held his stomach.

He rolled on the ground in pain and finally died unwillingly.

The fifth enemy general...

Uh, let me be honest, I was so scared that I peed my pants on the spot. How could there be a fifth one?

Lu Yan's attitude scared them to death.

The enemy generals were shocked to see Lu Yan was so brave.

Everyone was so frightened that their faces turned pale and they were terrified, and they dared not step forward to challenge again.

the other side.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Deafening explosions rang out one after another, and the roar of muskets resounded through the sky.

The air was filled with smoke and flames shot up into the sky, burning fiercely on the city walls.

Lu Fei commanded the well-trained musketeers to reap the lives of the enemy.

They had already reached the city wall, where rows of musketeers were arrayed.

Their movements were skillful and quick, loading ammunition, aiming at the target, and pulling the trigger, all in one go.

Accurate and efficient, every pull of the trigger can accurately knock down the enemy.

Although the musket would recoil violently after each shot.

The impact left a noticeable bruise on the musketeer's shoulder.

But they were not afraid and continued to shoot and take the lives of the enemy.

The soldiers who were shot fell down screaming, and some rolled on the ground in pain, covering their wounds, their wails heartbreaking.

Some were killed on the spot, and their blood dyed the ground beneath their feet red, which was a shocking sight.

The defenders in the city fell down in large numbers.

At the same time, the cavalry regiment led by Zhang Xun was moving around in the city.

The defenders' formation was divided and surrounded, further undermining the enemy's resistance.

The cavalrymen were clad in iron armor, which reflected a cold light under the firelight.

They held sharp sabers in their hands and rode galloping horses as they charged back and forth among the crowd.

Sabers were swung, blood was splattered, and the lives of the enemy were harvested.

Human heads rolled to the ground with expressions of horror.

Broken limbs were scattered everywhere, and the scene was bloody and horrific.

Fresh lives were ruthlessly harvested.

Following closely behind was Han Sheng's infantry regiment.

They worked closely with the cavalry regiment, advanced steadily, and continuously expanded their results.