As Zhang Fei killed Gakeli like cutting melons and vegetables, and the leader who came to Sui Jiakeli, the spirit of the elite cavalry under Gakeli was shaken directly.

So the Beigui Jingqi, who originally relied on Gaqueli's mind and top cavalry, was shocked by Zhang Fei's aura that could even scare people to death in a specific environment. Facing the fact that several internal energy were separated from their bodies and were killed by Zhang Fei without exerting their combat power. The group of people collapsed directly when they faced the legion commander's second and several internal energy left their bodies and were bombarded by Zhang Fei.

After all, these soldiers are humans, not gods. If Zhang Fei's killing efficiency was not so perverted, these people might be able to pounce on him and fight to the death. However, facing Zhang Fei's almost like a god and a demon, the moment he fell down in Gakure, the group of people collapsed.

The advantages of the three practitioners of the spirit and spirit were fully demonstrated at this moment. One point of strength exerted a very strong effect and easily crushed all enemies.

"It was a bit unexpected, why did it suddenly become like this?" Fa Zheng looked at the young and strong Kushan who were almost all the soldiers and fleeing wildly. Before they even exerted their strength, the other party collapsed. The backhand he had originally prepared had not even had time to use...

"I don't know, please ask someone to ask where their coach is. Let's kill their coach first." Zhang Fei said with a ferocious expression. Zhang Fei casually used a snake spear to push away the sporadic arrows that were shot from time to time. After all, without command, the messy rain of arrows had no lethality at all. By this time, Zhang Fei was completely unhappy.

"Well, I really didn't expect it to be so easy this time." Fa Zheng was also very moved. There were so many people who didn't even resist and collapsed directly.

"Where is your commander?" Zhang Fei had no intention of staying, and divided the eight thousand troops into ten teams and turned into ten big swords and slashed in the Kushan camp in a random manner. Then he led 800 people, captured a leader, and asked loudly.

Zhang Fei's questioning with a loud sound directly rolled his eyes when the leader Zhang Fei was holding in one hand, and he was almost killed on the spot. However, his hope for life still asked the guy to point out the location of Gakeli, and then Zhang Fei rushed directly towards the central army's tent.

However, when Zhang Fei rushed over, the central army tent was empty. The only remaining Dilip saw Gachori's way of death from afar and took his personal guards away. He was not stupid. He was just a counselor, not a commander. He could not stop the hundreds of thousands of defeated troops.

Gakuri died again, and the meaning of his continued struggle was not great. Save himself first. Even if he was punished in the future, it would be a matter for the future.

However, just thinking about the situation after the 400,000 young men lost, Dilip was a little panicked. He thought that even if he could go back, he would not have a good ending.

"The main general of Kushan, hum!" Zhang Fei said mockingly. In the Han Dynasty's concept, if this happens, the head coach cannot escape no matter what. He would rather die in battle than escape. If he escapes, it is even worse than the one who died.

"Okay, don't worry about their commander, kill quickly. Let's kill quickly while they collapse. Now we are in the enemy-occupied area. I guess we can only kill for one or two days, kill 70,000 to 80,000, but how much can you kill, hurry up." Fa Zheng saw that the Kushan Central Army camp was empty, and he decisively called Zhang Fei. Since there was no stopping man, it was a big deal.

"This is a bit difficult." Zhang Fei grinned and smiled ferociously, then led his soldiers to rush towards all the defeated troops that could catch up with.

"What a pity, we can kill one fifth of this scale. It's because there is no one to rescue here for a short time. If a single legion can be conquered, it would be fine if it can be gathered, but if it is killed..." Fa Zheng said with sigh.

Unlike the situation in the battle between Qin and Zhao, the Han army now has no way to gather the Kushan army. Although Zhang Fei's headquarters is very strong, he can now hammer these people because their clouds collapsed due to psychological impact when they saw the scene of gods and demons collapsed.

But if they were captured and the clouds of these people gathered again, it would be unlikely that Zhang Fei would let them dig a pit and bury himself. No matter how fierce Zhang Fei was, he would not be able to hammer hundreds of thousands of soldiers who were crazy because they didn't want to die.

"If you can kill as much as you can, even if you can't kill others, you will leave a psychological shadow for them." A ruthless look appeared in Fa Zheng's eyes. When it's time to attack, Fa Zheng would never show any mercy. He is such a person.

Soon, the headquarters of Kusroy, who was closest to the Kushan camp, encountered a defeated army. However, Kusroy didn't say much, so he directly sent people to gather the defeated army. While gathering, he advanced forward. From the mouths of these people, Kusroy already understood what they had encountered.

As for the so-called gods and demons, Cusroy didn't take it seriously at all. Not to mention that it was not a god or a demon, even if it was a real god or a demon, Cusroy didn't care much.

Even though he is not at the peak now, he still has some confidence in himself. Wherever the Han army comes from, get out.

Then at this moment, Cusroy heard the sound of horse hooves from afar, and involuntarily turned her head back, and then saw a pure white wave appearing from the horizon. It was clearly night, but it was shining brightly. More importantly, it was obviously far away, but it was getting bigger at a terrifying speed. Cusroy's heart sank. He knew what kind of legion white horse was.

"Hahaha, I didn't expect it was Zhang Yide, brothers, you are going to kill the enemy!" Zhang Liao roared with a loud laugh. His speed had been pushed to the limit, and the straight long sword was also copied into his hand. I felt something was wrong before, and the breath in the wind was not right. Zhang Liao threw away the bull bone without saying a word and summoned everyone to run.

If it were other legions, they would probably have no main battlefield when they came here, but if they were Baima Yicong, not to mention that they were less than a hundred miles away, even if they were quite far away, as long as they could feel it, they could fly over in a very short time.

Kusroy did not have the attack line of the White Horse Yicong. Even Zhang Liao would not try to suddenly pluck the horse at a speed of 150 meters per second. Therefore, although he saw the army that was gathering the defeated army, Zhang Liao did not intend to attack it, but instead rushed straight into the hundreds of thousands of defeated troops that appeared after the collapse of the Kushan camp.

"Where is righteousness, life and death follow! The heaven can see it, and the white horse is proof!" The roar of thousands of white horses, as the ability to control the wind, was transmitted to dozens of miles in a radius as the command was strengthened.

Fa Zheng, who had just stepped out of the camp, sat on the horse's back. He saw that the white horse that had flashed suddenly on the horizon appeared in front of the Kushan army at a speed that made his scalp numb. Then, he saw Fa Zheng, who was fighting the orthodox white horse for the first time, and his back was soaked with cold sweat.

Because it was so fast that Fa Zheng didn't see how Baima Yi was killing the enemy. He only saw a pure white light smearing over it, and then there was a blank passage behind it. As for the enemy, it had completely disappeared.

The white horse Yicong, who fought at 150 meters per second, under the protection of the wind, ordinary soldiers would be bounced away by the wind-controlled ability before they even hit the white horse. Then countless pure white lines were streaked by the blood plasma, and then the blood color was bounced away by the wind-driven ability, keeping their pure whiteness.

At this moment, Baima Yi truly showed his fangs. From entering the battlefield to killing through the battlefield, it took less than a minute. At a terrifying speed, he rushed directly from the horizon to the horizon. After changing the blade, he once again killed him at a speed that almost made ordinary Kushan Qingzhuo collapse.

No one can escape the attack of the white horse. This combat power, which is like a map-washing, completely destroyed the Kushan green and strong man in a very short time. Nineteen straight swords were broken, and Zhang Liao and his white horse Yicong had completely destroyed the Kushan Legion.

If Zhang Fei is a demon god who is enough to scare the Kushan soldiers to death, then Baima Yisong is an evil god who collapses directly after ordinary soldiers see it. Wherever they pass, whether it is the internal energy leaving the body or the ordinary soldiers, they are cut into pieces.

After all, even the strong man with internal energy left the body cannot face the slashing of hundreds of straight swords in a very short time. The fragile body of humans may only have the option of slices when facing such a blow.

"Look at others, look at you." Fa Zheng looked at Zhang Liao who was riding his horse and said with a smile to Zhang Fei, "You can only defeat these hundreds of thousands of people, but the other party cut more than 30 channels in more than ten minutes. If he kills them, there will probably be more than 200,000 people. This efficiency..."

Although Fa Zheng was laughing, it was too far-fetched. In this wilderness, Fa Zheng could smell the strong smell of blood in the air. After letting go of the killing, it was too terrifying that Fa Zheng could not resist this pressure.

After Zhang Liao replaced the last long sword, he rode his horse towards Zhang Fei. He could not kill him anymore. He even had no weapons to kill Baima Yisong. Although the killing efficiency was very perverted, it also meant that the weapon loss speed increased rapidly.

"Huh, it's really scary." Zhang Liao looked at Kusroy who appeared on the horizon. It was obvious that time had not passed, but Zhang Liao, who had destroyed most of the camp, felt that the time had been much longer. The ground lawn was stained with blood, and as long as the soldiers who were still alive, they were still pure and unconventional.
Chapter completed!