Martial King of the Myriad Directions/C11 A Hair with a Head
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C11 A Hair with a Head

Swish!

The saber descended!

However, no heads fell to the ground, and no blood spurted out.

Bai Xiong and the other two knelt on the ground, their bodies trembling slightly.

Even the Hundred Battle Generals were afraid of death.

"Take the lead with the hair!"

Three strands of hair floated down!

"I, the son of Ye Hongwu, the grandson of Ye XuanMie, in the name of the Eight Desolate Savage Beast Blade, name the three of you as the three of you. You will lead the troops to charge forward and destroy the barbarians outside the city. You will atone for your crimes!"

Ye Hao raised his blade and shouted.

Bai Xiong and the other two stared at Ye Hao with complicated expressions and remained silent for a long time.

They were grateful, ashamed, and ashamed!

"Lead the troops and attack. Destroy the barbarians. Do you dare to accept this? Do you dare? "

Ye Hao shouted again. His blood was boiling.

"Why not?"

Bai Xiong suddenly stood up, both of his arms exerted force, and broke the rope in an instant.

"Fight!"

Luo Yu also stood up abruptly.

"F * ck you!"

Blackie cursed.

"Father, my son acted on his own accord. I hope Father can forgive him."

Ye Hao turned around and knelt down.

Ye Hongwu was slightly stunned and didn't know how to answer.

"Although you are all guilty, you are still the backbone of our army! It's a pity to kill you!"

"Ye Hao, I am willing to protect you with my head. If the generals are defeated, take my head. If the generals escape, you can even take my head! "

"Hao'er, don't speak nonsense!"

Ye Hongwu said coldly.

There were no lies in the military!

If there was really a problem, they had to kill him.

"Generals, you are heroic and brave after knowing shame. Victory will be ours! Our son will also win!"

Ye Hao insisted.

Ye Hongwu was slightly stunned and said, "Okay! I promise you."

"Young Master Gao Yi, how dare we fight to the death?"

Bai Xiong was touched.

Ye Hao smiled, "The old general finally recognizes this young city lord? Haha!"

"This official will die!"

Bai Xiong knelt on the ground.

Luo Yu and Bai Xiong also knelt on the ground. They were sincerely convinced.

"Generals, please rise!"

Ye Hao helped them up one by one.

"I do not know anything about the military. I am under the command of the three generals!"

"However, I will beat the drums here to strengthen the three armies!"

"Everyone move forward, I will live and die with you!"

Ye Hao said.

"Understood!"

All the generals obeyed.

Ye Hao waved his hand and the flag of the army was raised.

The red flag was waved and a dragon-shaped pattern appeared.

"The army is offering the flag!"

Ye Hao ordered.

To sacrifice the flag, one must use blood. This was an ancient method.

"Young City Lord, I'm willing to lead troops to help Border City!"

Zhao Wuji shouted.

Ye Hao sneered. This guy's cultivation was not even comparable to his son's. How could he fight a war?

Besides, this guy was fickle and fickle. How could he use him?

"Deputy City Lord, I would like to borrow something from you. Is that alright?"

Ye Hao asked with a smile.

Zhao Wuji quickly nodded and said, "As long as I have it, I will definitely give it to the young city lord."

"Oh? That's good! I want to borrow your head to sacrifice my army flag!"

Ye Hao smiled and raised his saber.

"Spare me, young city lord! Spare me!"

Puff!

With a blade, the head fell to the ground, blood dripping out, splashing all over the banner.

"What are the generals waiting for? Carrying this blood sacrifice great banner, kill him to his heart's content!"

"I will beat the drum and strengthen the three armies!"

After saying this, Ye Hao jumped onto the city tower and stood on the high platform.

On the high platform, there was a large cowhide drum. Its skin was like fresh blood, and it was extremely majestic.

Ye Hao used his strength to beat the drum. The rolling drum beats were like thunder!

All of the generals felt their blood boiling, and they urged their horses to charge forward.

At this moment, it was afternoon.

The blood red setting sun was faintly glowing.

Above Fringe City, a young man was beating the drums. Blood flowed like rivers under the city walls, and countless people died.

It was like a bloody painting, beautiful and cruel!

Yun Hongfu looked at the young man who was beating the drum, and the corners of her mouth curled up slightly as she said, "This child has grown up."

"That's right! Regardless of whether it's talent, thinking, or schemes, this child is definitely not someone that a father like me can compare with!"

Ye Hongwu sighed. [The younger generation will surpass the younger generation!]

"That's true."

Yun Hongfu nodded.

This was the first time that this pair of enemies shared the same viewpoint and did not argue with each other.

A bloody battle, a life and death battle.

The soldiers of Border City were used to it. Along with Bai Xiong and the other generals leading the way, the army was full of momentum.

Before the barbarians could figure out what was going on, they were stomped on by the iron hooves of the soldiers of Fringe City, and corpses littered the ground.

They never expected that the troops of Fringe City would charge down at such a fast speed.

However, these barbarians were still cruel and bloodthirsty.

After the first round of charging, they immediately started to organize their counterattack.

The barbarians had the bloodline of fierce beasts. They were tall and big, and they were skilled in heavy weapons. They were very lethal.

Suddenly, the two armies clashed together, and fought with their lives on the line.

A masked figure shuttled back and forth between the two armies.

He held two daggers in his hands, focusing on quick assassinations as he attacked the border army commander time and time again.

Many of the border army commanders were killed by him.

Even Bai Xiong and the other generals were threatened by his daggers from time to time.

Ye Hao naturally noticed it too.

This person was clearly skilled in assassination. If they did not stop him, Bai Xiong and the others would probably be injured.

Once the commander was injured or died in battle, the border army would definitely collapse.

The assassin naturally understood this principle. He did not dare to face a battle head on, but he always killed at tricky points.

"Bring me the Dragon Rib Bow."

Ye Hao said.

The Dragon Rib Bow had been soaked in blood for three years, and it was extremely tough and fierce.

It contained the hatred of dragons, the viciousness of ferocious beasts, and the power of divine patterns.

The four soldiers lifted the Dragon Rib Bow with great difficulty.

The main trunk of the bow was the skeleton of a Heavy Metal Beast, and it was extremely heavy.

It was rumored that the Heavy Metal Beast was the 10th son of the dragon and had the bloodline of the dragon race.

Ye Hao picked up the bow, nocked an arrow, and pulled the bowstring. With a buzz, the divine patterns carved on the bow lit up bit by bit.

Bang!

Spread out!

The arrow shot out like a dragon.

Bang!

It pierced into the mud, bringing with it the blood of the assassin.

The assassin was caught off guard, and his white shoulder was forcefully pierced through.

One strike, crippled white arm!

Ye Hao secretly frowned, feeling a little disappointed.

Just a little bit more and it would have pierced through his heart.

As long as it did, even a Xiantian lifeform would fall.

Ye Hao was neither fast nor slow as he released another arrow. After another arrow, another arrow followed, one after another.

Continuous shooting, 18 arrows in a row.

He swung his sore arm just now and complained, "I can't pull it anymore."

On the other hand, the assassin was already in a sorry state.

In the beginning, he could still dodge and even find time to counterattack and kill, but gradually, he could only run.

As he ran, his life was hanging by a thread.

"This person is not simple"

Yun Hongfu frowned.

For this assassin to be able to remain unharmed under such a violent rain of arrows, he must be either extremely strong or protected by a rare treasure.

"He's just a small assassin, but he was shot to the north by my son's bow-like crossbow?"

Ye Hongwu laughed loudly.

"Brother Hao just shot arrows in succession. It was amazing."

Yun Hongfu said.

Regarding Ye Hao, the two of them could always come to an agreement.

"But that assassin didn't die. He does have some ability! Hm? Why did he rush over?"

The assassin who had been shot into a sorry state did not retreat. Instead, he charged forward with a large shield in his hand.

Ye Hao was also extremely shocked. Was this person brave or stupid?

Border City had existed for thousands of years, and no barbarian dared to charge into the city alone.

There were countless masters and powerful warriors in the city, and they all had great formations and magic treasures. Who would dare to act rashly?

"Protect the young city lord!"

"Prepare the Dragon Rib Bow and the Star Breaking Crossbow. Shoot this assassin into a beehive!"

The general shouted.

The soldiers immediately set up a formation and aimed at the assassin.

"Don't hurt him. Let him come up."

Ye Hao ordered.

He wanted to see what this little assassin could rely on to be so arrogant!

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