Through Yitian: Mingzun Zhang Wuji

Chapter 323 Entering the Battle!dance!
It was not only the people in the world who were "scared" by Zhang Wuji's move, but also the grand master Tuotuo and the crown prince who were watching the battle from behind.

The Crown Prince murmured, "No! Impossible! Is he a monster?"

Tuotuo was not uncommon, he said: "What kind of martial art is this?" Although a little surprised, Tuotuo remained calm in the face of danger, and then waved the command flag in his hand, ordering all the cavalry who rushed forward to retreat.

After seeing the command flag, the drummer and the trumpeter immediately blew the horn to withdraw the troops.After hearing the sound of the horn, the few remaining cavalry retreated immediately.

Then Tuotuo waved another order flag, and the outpost who received the order immediately beat the drum.

Hearing the beating of the drums, the pawns who had been outside immediately formed a defensive phalanx in an orderly manner.After the last cavalry rushed into the formation, the phalanx was closed immediately, and then waited for Tuotuo's next order.

Just when Tuotuo dispatched troops and generals, Zhang Wuji restored his skill to [-]%.

Although it was only half the strength, it was enough for Zhang Wuji.

Zhang Wuji had never really used the Yuenu swordsmanship that defeated two thousand Yuejia with one sword.On this battlefield today, he wanted to try it.

When the smoke and dust had completely dissipated, the Mongolian army assembled earlier saw the figure holding the sword in the distance.

Even though they were numerous and mighty, facing the terrifying enemy in front of them still made them a little guilty.

Although they are all experienced fighters who crawled out of the dead.But the opponents they faced before were "people" who would be afraid, surrender, and run away.

As for the one standing in front of them, they doubted whether it was a "person".

Looking at the assembled Mongolian army, Zhang Wuji did not show any timidity at all.The fact that the opponent did not take the initiative to attack can only show that they are afraid.

After Zhang Wuji took a deep breath, he took a long breath, and did the last relaxation before the battle.

Then he shook his somewhat stiff neck, looked at the Mongolian army in front of him, frowned, and walked slowly towards them.

Seeing Zhang Wuji slowly approaching them, the Mongolian soldiers who had already formed a defensive formation with shields in their hands couldn't help swallowing.

Although the weather is not hot now, even cloudy clouds are slowly coming along with Zhang Wuji's footsteps.But their sweat still couldn't help dripping down.

Seeing the frightened soldiers, Grand Master Tuotuo stood on the sentry tower and said, "Do you still remember the glory of our Mongols? Our ancestors swept the whole world, even Khorezm, who is known as the conqueror of the world, fell." In front of us, they became our slaves. The Song people were also conquered by us. Since our ancestors could do it, so can we! For the glory of our ancestors, soldiers! Charge!"

As soon as Tuotuo's words fell, he personally picked up the drumstick and beat the drum for the charge.

Go all out!Hearing the sound of the rumbling drums, there is also a lot of inspiration.The Mongolian centurion standing in the outermost row shouted loudly in Mongolian: "Long live the Changshengtian! Come out!"

Hearing the shout of the Mongolian centurion, the morale of all the soldiers was temporarily boosted, and everyone shouted "Long live the sky" in unison.

With this shout, the fear in the soldiers' hearts was dispelled.Everyone began to stand ready.

Although Zhang Wuji couldn't understand what the Mongolian Tartars were shouting, he also felt that their morale seemed to have been temporarily improved.Can't help showing a smile.

This is what he wants, after all, the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.He wanted to use the Yitian sword in his hand to knock out the last bit of spirit of the Mongolian soldiers.Let them tremble when they hear the word "Ming Zun" in the future, and flee without fighting.

Thinking of this, Zhang Wuji couldn't help speeding up his pace and started trotting.

Facing Zhang Wuji who was trotting towards him, all the Mongolian soldiers clenched their weapons tightly.

Then Zhang Wuji's pace quickened again, and the Mongolian centurion also gave the order to attack.Even though they were still a little timid in their hearts, the morale of the current Mongolian army was high, and they rushed towards Zhang Wuji in the form of an army formation under the leadership of their respective centurions.They stared angrily and shouted loudly.

If the two armies confronted each other with this loud cry, it would already be able to overwhelm the enemy in momentum and demoralize the enemy.

But this time they met only one opponent, an opponent who was confident that they would not lose.

The phalanxes of the Mongolian army charged towards Zhang Wuji one by one. While the phalanxes were attacking, they immediately spread out like a fan. Afterwards, they distanced themselves and changed into an attacking "wild goose formation".

As the name suggests, the "wild goose formation" is like wild geese going south. They attack in the shape of a herringbone. The "head goose" in the middle acts as the vanguard to contact the enemy, while the "wild geese" on the two wings quickly move towards the two wings to encircle the enemy. Shorten the space in which the enemy can maneuver.

Soon, Zhang Wuji, holding the Yitian Sword in his hand, had already arrived in front of the vanguard army.But there was no fear in the eyes of the vanguard army. They all turned red and roared at Zhang Wuji.As if he was going to eat him in one bite the next moment.

But in the face of absolute strength, incompetent roars are useless.

Lifting Zhang Wuji's left hand, he slapped out a palm force of Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms.The destructive "Wind Dragon" directly threw away all the Mongolian soldiers who charged up first, and Zhang Wuji also took advantage of this gap to enter the formation with his sword.

Zhang Wuji jumped up, stepped on the soldiers, and landed in the center of the formation.

The moment he cast a thousand catties and fell to the ground, the blast of air directly knocked back several soldiers.Seeing this, everyone quickly surrounded Zhang Wuji.

Zhang Wuji didn't hold back either, after all, this was war, and any benevolent actions would only bring harm to himself.

Zhang Wuji performed the Yuenu swordsmanship, chopping left and right with the Yitian sword.Although the armor rate of this Mongolian army is very high, any defense is ineffective in the face of the recast Yitian Excalibur.

Of course, except for the Torch Order.

The battle armor on the Mongolian army was like paper in the face of Yitianjian and Zhang Wuji's powerful external forces.Yitianjian's sword energy was vertical and horizontal, and the cold light flashed for a moment. Zhang Wuji entered the formation, as if entering a land of no one.

He killed these Mongolian soldiers like chopping melons and vegetables.The opponent basically has no power to fight back, and any act of resistance is futile.

At this moment, the Mongolian Tartars, who were once invincible, felt what "despair" was this time.

Despair in the face of this invincible opponent.

The blood of the Mongols had completely stained Zhang Wuji's clothes. Even though Zhang Wuji had completely frightened the Mongol Tartars, they stood still in fear and did not dare to move, or ran away directly.

But Zhang Wuji still didn't intend to let them go.As long as the enemies who were close to Zhang Wuji, all died tragically under his sword.

This time Zhang Wuji didn't hold back the slightest bit, nor did he show the slightest bit of compassion. None of the Mongolian soldiers who died under the Yitian sword was complete.

Some people were even turned into five or six yuan by Zhang Wuji, and finally scattered on the ground mixed with other people.

All the surviving Mongolian soldiers were terrified by the Shura field in front of them.Some even died of direct fright.

(End of this chapter)