Guo Jia, the ghost of the strongest military division

Chapter 1620 The Last Battle

kill!

The two sides finally made contact.

To everyone's surprise, the two sides had already made contact, and the dead soldiers in black retreated overwhelmingly.

The group of soldiers in white armor suddenly shone with dazzling light, tearing apart the enemy's body like a sharp sword.

Fast as a galloping horse, infinitely powerful, invulnerable to swords and guns.

They all have the advantages of the dead in black, not only that, but their combat effectiveness is obviously higher than that of the dead in black.

The dead soldiers in black were beaten to pieces.

What's going on, what's going on?

Sima Yi looked at the scene in front of him in surprise.

The dead warrior in black is the strongest combat power, and has always been invincible.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the white-armored soldiers appeared on the stage, the black-clothed dead soldiers were immediately defeated, without any resistance at all, just like paper.

Clearly, the warriors in white armor are superior.

"Go around, go around, they are few in number, you can beat them if you suppress them!"

Sima Yi was hysterical.

The black-clothed dead warrior he relied on for survival was brutally tortured by the white-armored warrior, and his heart bleeds a little.

Fortunately, these white-armored warriors were few in number, at most a thousand.

The dead men in black have an advantage in numbers.

Hearing Sima Yi's greeting, the dead soldiers in black abandoned Zhao Yun's remaining troops and surrounded the team of white-armored soldiers, and the two sides fought fiercely again.

kill!

Zhao Yun decisively led the rest of the troops out of the encirclement.

He knew in his heart that his surprise soldiers had already appeared on the stage, and the nemesis of the black-clothed dead soldiers had arrived.

Next is the contest between the trump cards of the two sides, and they can't get in the way, so it's better to leave the battlefield earlier.

Governor!

The deputy general led the remnant soldiers to find Zhao Yun, and both sides felt like they were alive after a catastrophe.

"Where did this army come from?"

Zhao Yun asked impatiently.

"It was sent by the lord. When he heard that the governor was in danger, he sent someone here immediately."

The deputy general answered honestly.

He also didn't know much, but met Pound who led the army on the way back.

This is no ordinary army!

Zhao Yun frowned.

As a senior general of the Yunzhou Army, if Guo Jia had such an army, he should have heard of it.

But now he is a bit blinded.

When did Yunzhou have such a strong army?
Zhao Yun suddenly found that there were many familiar faces in the white armor.

"There should be people from our cavalry battalion here. Could it be that they were just transferred?"

He was a little confused again.

If they were just recruited and formed, how could these people have such a strong combat effectiveness?
It's almost like a different person.

Although the black-clothed dead men surrounded the white-armored soldiers, the latter still controlled the situation of the battle, killing the black-clothed dead men one-sidedly.

The collapse of 5000 people is only a matter of time.

If Zhao Yun led two thousand remnant soldiers to launch a fatal attack on the black-clothed dead at this time, perhaps the process could be sped up.

But right now, Zhao Yun didn't intend to think about this question, and his eyes fell on Sima Yi, who was watching the battle opposite.

At this moment, there are only a few thousand guards around him.

Seeing Sima Yi, Zhao Yun's heart was once again ignited with anger.

Bai Ma Yicong was brought up by him alone, but now he has suffered heavy losses, and everything is thanks to Sima Yi.

Bros!
Anger burst out of Zhao Yun's eyes.

"We can't be idle either, let's say hello to Sima Yi!"

It was a great opportunity that the dead man in black was not by Sima Yi's side.

promise!
Several generals are eager to try.

They have never suffered this kind of loss, and they can't wait to get it back immediately.

Rush!
Zhao Yun pointed his spear, and the army made a big circle and rushed towards Sima Yi.

not good!

As soon as Zhao Yun was dispatched here, Sima Yi's confidant generals found out.

Without the dead soldiers in black, their strength is no match for the cavalry at all.

"My lord, it's not good, the enemy's cavalry is coming."

"Go back quickly, those white armors are too powerful, the dead men in black can't stop them at all."

"Where there is life, there is hope."

All the generals tried to persuade Sima Yi to retreat.

Sima Yi's face was very ferocious.

At this moment, more than half of his black-clothed soldiers had been damaged, and the white armor was also somewhat lost, but this did not affect their combat effectiveness. They did not show any fatigue, and still maintained a vigorous combat effectiveness.

Sima Yi is not reconciled!
His last trump card was easily broken by others, which dealt him a heavy blow.

This should also be Guo Jia's last trump card.

White armor is used to deal with black dead men.

After destroying this white armor, the victory will be locked in advance.

Thinking of this, Sima Yi suddenly killed a confidant beside him with a sword.

"If you dare to talk nonsense and retreat, behead!"

Seeing Sima Yi's murderous expression, everyone fell silent.

This master is moody, and kills as soon as he says he wants to kill. He has no humanity at all.

They didn't dare to say too much, if it wasn't dead, it was themselves.

King Jin's guards, go up!

Sima Yi snorted.

He wasn't unprepared either.

This time he not only brought five thousand dead soldiers in black, but also five thousand King Jin's guards.

Two thousand guards faced the battle of white armor and black dead soldiers.

Two thousand King Jin guards greeted Baima Yicong.

Another 1000 people remained by Sima Yi's side.

Everyone took out the wine gourds around their waists, uncorked the corks, and drank them down in one gulp.

Is this the dead man in black again?
Seeing this scene, Zhao Yun's heart sank suddenly.

He also personally participated in the battle in Nangong County back then, and had seen the power of the Yellow Turban soldiers.

I have also seen the methods they used back then.

If the guards around Sima Yi were still powerful black-clothed soldiers, they would have no chance of winning this battle.

hoo hoo hoo!
After drinking the medicinal wine, the bodies of the members of King Jin's Guard became distorted, their facial features became ferocious, their eyes were blood red, and they followed Baima Yicong step by step.

This is not a dead man, this is a puppet!
Seeing this, Zhao Yun breathed a sigh of relief.

Although the puppet is also very powerful, but after all, it is a stupid thing without thinking, and it has not reached the level of the dead man in black.

Although the cavalry suffered a lot in dealing with it, they still had the power to fight.

However, it is somewhat impossible to capture Sima Yi alive.

With the addition of four thousand puppets, the battle situation became chaotic again, and both sides fell into a hard fight.

Sima Yi also had pain in his heart that he couldn't tell.

The dead soldiers in black are the highest-level puppets, but they have extremely high requirements on the quality of the soldiers themselves, and 5000 people is already his limit.

Now that the dead man in black is frustrated, he can only send the puppet to the stage.

Although the puppet is not as good as the dead man in black, it can also serve as cannon fodder to resist the enemy's offensive.

……

Report!
A scout hurried to Xincheng.

"King Jin is in danger, please send troops!"

Sima Yi didn't expect that Guo Jia had found a way to deal with the black-clothed dead soldiers, and the troops he brought were limited, so he had to send someone back to get reinforcements.

Fortunately, the battlefield is very close to the new city. Once the reinforcements arrive, the puppet technique can also lock the battle.

Puff!

A long sword suddenly passed through his chest, showing Niu Jin's proud smile.

The scout didn't even hum, and fell to the ground.

Niu Jin flicked the blood from the sword, said coldly, "Now, Xincheng, I am Niu Jin in charge. Sima Yi will die!"

(End of this chapter)