Chapter 1012: Shame of a Lifetime!

After a few curses, the upper gods followed the private armies and rushed forward with the front army.

"General, why don't you shoot arrows?"

Zhang Fei asked in confusion, watching the enemy's momentum getting stronger and closer.

"No hurry!"

Zhuge Liang shook his head slightly.

"Why?"

Zhang Fei asked again.

"If we shoot arrows as impatiently as we did just now, the enemy will retreat when they see that the damage is too great. If we replace a calm commander, we will inevitably engage in a tug-of-war with our army. The longer the time is, the more variables there will be. I don't like variables!"

Zhuge Liang explained patiently.

It's a pity that Zhuge Liang didn't know the composition of this army. If he knew, he would not have such worries!

Private armies are very interesting!

"I see."

Knowing the answer, Zhang Fei was no longer impatient. He crossed his arms and quietly watched the enemy troops coming, with a hint of disdain in his eyes.

In fact, Zhang Fei really looked down on these enemy troops.

The army was in disarray, their strengths were uneven, and the weapons and armor in their hands were not of the same color. The whole army gave people the feeling of a team put together from here and there.

I have to say that sometimes the feeling is really accurate. Zhang Fei's feeling was almost close to the truth of the matter.

What's so strange about the army put together by the private armies of various families in such a situation?

"Crossbowmen, listen to the order, shoot arrows!"

Just as Zhang Fei was thinking wildly, Zhuge Liang suddenly shouted.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

One hundred thousand crossbowmen attacked again, and in an instant,

the sky and the earth were dark, the sun and the moon were dim, and the charging enemy soldiers felt that they were covered by countless crossbow arrows, with no escape and no avoidance!

Ah! Ah! Ah!

This time the screams were much more tragic than the previous wave!

Countless enemy soldiers were pierced through the body, their heads were pierced, their bodies were nailed to the ground, etc...

In an instant, the enemy's formation was in chaos, completely messed up, all the enemy troops could not stop retreating, and even a few upper god-level beings quickly retreated.

It was too late. In the overlapping crossbow arrows, even if they did not die, they would be seriously injured!

More than half of the army entered the game, and the situation was in chaos. The enemy soldiers trampled on each other, and with the rapid arrival of crossbow arrows, one by one the enemy soldiers died at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"How is it possible?"

"What is going on?"

At this moment, Marshal Zhang climbed up and looked far away, looking at the battle ahead, he muttered to himself, his face turned a little pale!

Countless private soldiers kept falling, he seemed to see that the high building of Yanlong Tianchao was constantly collapsing, or it was an irreversible situation...

For the first time, Marshal Zhang tasted what despair was!

The army is already in chaos!

The private army was forcibly incorporated, and it had not been fully integrated. This sudden defeat made it even more unstoppable to flee everywhere.

Marshal Zhang stared at all this with his eyes wide open, but he was helpless. He had led soldiers for many years and was well versed in military tactics. He knew clearly that in this situation, it was like a flood bursting a dam, and shouting was the most useless struggle...

"Supervisory Army, follow me to kill, anyone who dares to retreat and escape will be killed without mercy!"

The one million troops at the back are the imperial guards of the Yanlong Dynasty, and they are also rare elite troops!

At this moment, Marshal Zhang gave an order to put these one million people into the Supervising Army, trying to stop the chaos in front of him with killing and blood!

"Following the order of Marshal Zhang, those who retreat and escape will be killed without mercy!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

Waves of shouts and killings resounded through the sky.

"Crossbowmen, move forward, keep shooting arrows, don't stop!"

Zhuge Liang was in a dominant position and approached step by step!

"Yide, Zilong, Yunchang, the three of you are ready to attack. All the existences above the middle-level gods in the enemy army must be killed!"

Above the middle-level gods are all beings that can cause great damage to the crossbowmen and the Wudang Flying Army. In order to prevent accidents, Zhuge Liang will not let these people live.

At the same time, this is also a way to consume the national strength of the Yanlong Dynasty.

The middle-level gods and upper-level gods are the backbone of the country. If too many of them die, the strength of the entire dynasty will be empty...

At that time, it can be said that the Yanlong Dynasty will be defeated if it is not defeated...

"Yes!"

Zhang Fei, Guan Yu, and Zhao Yun all took orders.

They only waited for the crossbowmen to stop, and then rushed forward.

One crossbow arrow after another was like the god of death, constantly harvesting the lives of the enemy.

In a blink of an eye, three days and three nights passed, and the entire Yanlong Plain was covered with dense corpses.

A sea of ​​blood and a mountain of corpses, nothing more than this!

Millions of troops were buried here!

Zhuge Liang smiled faintly as he floated in the air. He did not expect that the battle would go surprisingly smoothly.

Originally, he thought that the enemy commander would make some fierce counterattacks to force him to stop releasing the crossbows.

But in the end, because Marshal Zhang was only interested in stopping the defeat, he kept killing the fleeing soldiers, making the scene even more chaotic.

In three days and three nights, the crossbowmen killed more than five million enemy troops!

Now, Marshal Zhang only has about three million troops left.

The rest either died in battle, were killed by the supervising army, or escaped in the chaos...

"Who are you?"

Marshal Zhang looked directly at Zhuge Liang, looking at the 110,000 troops behind him, and asked with gritted teeth.

A lifetime of shame, absolutely a lifetime of shame!

He had been on the battlefield for thousands of years, and in his old age, in the last battle, he actually faced the enemy's 110,000 with an army of 15 million, but he could not hurt the enemy at all, and he lost 12 million troops first?

Such a record will nail him to the pillar of shame and be despised forever!

Marshal Zhang was full of resentment and resentment, but, what does it matter, the ending is already determined, and he can't repent for it!

"A certain Zhuge Liang of the Tang Dynasty!"

Zhuge Liang smiled faintly.

There seemed to be some mockery in his eyes.

"You are very powerful, but, what does it matter, the final winner is still me!"

"Hahaha, junior, you are still a little naive after all, and a little too confident!"

Marshal Zhang suddenly laughed out loud.

This is not because he is crazy, but after being extremely sad, he found that except for about 10,000 people under Zhuge Liang who were not crossbow soldiers, the rest were, and the crossbow soldiers were so close to his 3 million troops?

His army can rush into the Tang army within a hundred breaths!

By then, the crossbow soldiers can't play their due role, so he will definitely win this battle?

According to conventional thinking, there is nothing wrong with Marshal Zhang's thinking.

The crossbow soldiers have no room to play when they are close to each other, and close combat is not a joke, right?

However, is Zhuge Liang really so stupid?

The answer is obvious, Zhuge Liang is definitely not a fool!