"It's impossible...absolutely impossible. It must be a deception, it must be an illusion. There's no way that guy can leave the imperial capital..."

Like a madman who cannot accept the cruel reality, Tanger murmured with distracted eyes, but his body trembled involuntarily.

"The treacherous Min people must be trying to scare me with illusions. I can't be fooled..."

While murmuring like a self-hypnosis, Tanger suddenly saw a nightmare-like figure leaping lightly from the city wall, like a pure white feather, slowly falling gracefully and lightly.

The tip of his toes touched the ground gently without stirring up any dust. The young man in white wore a smile and walked towards the thousands of troops calmly and calmly.

Walking in the cruel and bloody battlefield, the young man walked away from the relaxation and joy of an outing.

Bathed in the sight of hundreds of thousands of people on both sides, a figure in white clothes walked through the barrier of the Great Wall as if no one else was around, pacing straight towards Tanger and the others.

He is obviously a harmless and immature figure, but facing this young man who has come alone, the mighty army who has fought for the rest of his life seems to have seen a giant beast that destroys the world and destroys the world step by step.

The crazy regression of control.

For a moment, a ridiculous and funny scene appeared on the battlefield in front of [Shanhai Pass].

Every time the small, frail young man took a step forward, the thousands of troops facing him took ten steps back. His despairing and twisted face was full of fear.

After walking for a long time, I found that the distance between the two parties not only did not close, but widened. The graceful smile on Zhao Yinshun's face slowly disappeared, and he frowned impatiently, and a cold light flashed in his narrowed pupils.

"If you take one more step back, I will kill you all!"

The faint voice was like a restraining technique. In an instant, thousands of troops froze on the spot, watching helplessly as the young man in white walked slowly in front of them, muttering the names of his relatives in despair.

On the city wall at the rear, several divine generals looked at the exaggerated scene of this man overwhelming an army and sighed.

"Your Majesty...divine power..."

What's the point of commanding one's own people?

Our Lord can command the enemy's army!

What the hell kind of deterrent is this?

Immediately, Zhuge Fan came back to his senses and said with a teasing smile.

"Actually, we can do it, as long as we stand up to two national-level soldiers and kill them, kill their millions of soldiers and more than fifty generals by one person, and then kill two eighth-level soldiers, Dao Yasheng, the next time they are facing each other

You will definitely have the same damn expression when you see us again..."

Upon hearing this, several generals around him rolled their eyes at him in unison.

Do you want to listen to what you are saying?

On the other side, Zhuge Fan made himself laugh, and the scene at the front line of Luzhou appeared in front of his eyes.

When the legendary boy who looked like a god suddenly appeared in front of him, there was actually no essential difference between them and the current Jin army.

So he actually quite understands the enemies of the Jin Kingdom, and others simply don't understand the almost suffocating feeling of oppression when facing [Zhen Guo Gong] directly.

Courage and dignity are meaningless at this moment. They are the awe and fear of high-ranking beings engraved deep in the soul.

Even if [Zhen Guo Gong] walks in front of him as a mortal, the "weight" of his existence alone is enough to cause a group of tiny ants to collapse physically and mentally.

And these so-called "ants" even include seventh-level gods like them who are superior in the eyes of others!

In a daze, Zhuge Fan seemed to see through the tiny pure white figure in the distance a boundless mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood. Each one stretched across the sky and the earth, like the gods in the mountains who had fallen and dismembered, and piled up into a staircase of corpses that stretched straight to the sky.

Stepping on the bones of hundreds of millions of creatures, the young man walked step by step to where he is today...

In the future, he will also set foot on a higher dimension that he cannot even look up to...

His whole body trembled, Zhuge Fan was sincerely grateful to [Zhen Guo Gong] for not killing him, and at the same time, he looked at the opposite army with a trace of pity in his eyes.

If you put yourself in their shoes, how desperate and miserable would you be?

Gee, that’s too miserable...

On the other side of the battlefield, the twenty-one god generals, headed by Tanger and serving as the sharpest arrows, looked blankly at the young man in white who was close at hand.

Although there were thousands of troops behind them, they had no sense of security and their vests were cold.

It was clear that the "enemy" was alone, but they could not muster the courage to resist, and the palms of their hands that clenched their weapons trembled uncontrollably.

They are not afraid of death, and heroic sacrifice is the highest honor for them.

But they are afraid of being slaughtered like ants, and they can't even smear the soles of their enemies' shoes with their own blood!

In the battlefield with a strange and solemn atmosphere, the young man in white rubbed his chin, looked around thoughtfully, and spoke leisurely.

"I'll give you two choices."

"One, I will kill you all."

The calm and indifferent tone seemed to be talking about what to eat for dinner, but the cruel content made Tanger and others tremble, and endless frustration and resentment surged in their hearts.

In a daze, they felt like prisoners on death row who were tied up and held under the guillotine. They couldn't even resist and could only wait desperately for the guillotine to fall.

Why?

Why was a monster like Damin [Zhen Guogong] born in the world?

Without him, the [Xuanjia Army] would have been completely destroyed a year ago!

Without him, Youzhou would have fallen into the hands of Dajin long ago!

Without him, it would be a matter of course for Dajin to seize control of the Central Plains, devour the world, seize the Mandate of Heaven, and establish a new Central Empire...

It shouldn’t be!

How did things become like this?

However, Zhao Yinshun continued to talk leisurely without paying any attention to the enemy's turbulent emotions.

"Second, as we all know, I am a kind-hearted person who hates to see others shed blood and tears. I see that your bones are amazing and suitable for carrying bricks. Now Damin is seriously lacking slaves...well, workers. Although the living conditions are slightly worse, at least they can survive.

,so……"

Raising his eyes, the lonely young man in white stared at the thousands of troops and asked in a majestic whisper like thunder.

"Survive or perish, I give you three seconds to choose."

"three."

"two."

…………

The countdown of just three seconds seemed like a thousand years. The spiritual thoughts of Tanger and others communicated frantically through the blood evil link, and finally unified their opinions before Zhao Yinshun spit out the last word "one".

"Live! Only when you are alive can you have hope! If you die, there will be nothing!"

"No matter how humiliating or painful it is, stay strong and live!"

No one wants to be slaughtered in pieces like cattle and sheep, and not everyone can be generous and generous even though they know they will die.

Bathed in the expectant and praying eyes of the soldiers, Tanger lowered his shoulders in pain and dispersed all his power.

"Wish to surrender."

As soon as these words were spoken, there was an obvious sigh of relief on the battlefield, and the [Xuanjia Army] surrounding the battlefield were looking at the elegant young man in front of the enemy's formation with feverish eyes.

In addition to the veterans who survived the Shenli battlefield, the vast number of recruits saw the majesty of [Zhen Guo Gong] for the first time.

Alone, he can scare away thousands of troops and subdue powerful enemies without even a single blow. Throughout the ages, no one can match His sense of oppression and intimidation!

"Ho ho ho!"

"[Zhen Guo Gong] is mighty!"

"[Zhen Guo Gong] is mighty!"

"[Zhen Guo Gong] is mighty!"

…………

Amidst the fanatical roars that shook the surrounding areas, the morale of the Jin army dropped to the extreme. Following Tanger's order, everyone's weapons fell to the ground. With complicated eyes, they turned over and dismounted, and headed towards the front of the battlefield.

The pine-like snow-white figure slowly knelt down.

But there were still a handful of people who did not lay down their weapons, gritted their teeth and glared, killed themselves in grief and anger, and spilled hot blood all over the loess.

On the other side, ignoring the commotion in the army, Tanger led twenty-one generals and walked to Zhao Yinshun step by step. He took off his gorgeous saber, knelt down stiffly in front of the young man with all his strength, and lowered his head.

He raised his head and slowly raised his saber, which he regarded as life.

Following the actions of the coach, the god general behind him also knelt down on the ground with a complex expression, disarmed his weapon, and expressed his surrender.

Looking down at the enemy who lowered his head and offered his sword, Zhao Yinshun pursed his lips and nodded with satisfaction.

"Wise choice."

After saying that, he grabbed the gorgeous saber condensed with huge divinity with his slender fingers and raised it to the sky.

"Ho ho ho!!"

"[Zhen Guo Gong] is invincible!"

"[Zhen Guo Gong] is invincible!"

"[Zhen Guo Gong] is invincible!"
To be continued...