The god-level tyrant of the prehistoric fantasy

In the next few days, the battlefield in Chongcheng was completely quiet. Neither the merchant army in Chongcheng nor the Western Zhou army outside the city took the initiative to provoke a war. The battlefield was eerily quiet.

Of course, everyone can feel that this is just the calm before the storm.

At the gate of Zhou Jun's camp, Jiang Ziya's figure would appear here every day. This little old man would always stand there looking at Chongcheng, his eyes were full of strong hatred.

If it is said that gaze can destroy a city, perhaps Jiang Ziya's gaze has already destroyed Chongcheng countless times.

Soon, soon, in a few more days, the accumulated masters will be enough.

At that time, when hundreds of powerful generals walk out of the barracks with an army of [-], it will be the day when Chongcheng will be destroyed.

Jiang Ziya's eyes shone with fiery light, and his heart roared.

In the tents of the Zhou army's camp, the Buddha's light shone day and night. Teams of Western Zhou soldiers walked in, and then came out in groups.

The tragic wailing echoed uninterruptedly in the camp, which made people feel a little creepy.

In the past ten days, in the dark of night, Mu Zha and other disciples of the three generations of Chanjiao, along with a group of Jiang Ziya's cronies, secretly transported thousands of corpses outside the barracks. The sergeant of the Western Zhou Dynasty who was able to persevere and died of bewilderment.

In exchange for the huge price, there were hundreds of first-class generals in the Western Zhou army during this period of time.

In this era of cold weapons, military generals are very influential. Often a powerful military general can determine the outcome of a small battle. A horror enough to make any army shudder

Combat power.

Time passed in this kind of silence, and in the blink of an eye, it was another ten days.

On this day, the tent doors of the Zhou army camp were wide open, the pennants were waving, and teams of Western Zhou soldiers rushed out.

Above Chongcheng City, sirens sounded.

In the City Lord's Mansion, after Zhao Hao heard the siren, the corners of his mouth turned up, revealing a playful smile.

Zhou Jun has finally accumulated enough strength, is he ready for the final battle?

At this moment, four powerful figures walked out of the City Lord's Mansion.

Huang Feihu, Zhang Guifang, Deng Jiugong, and Chonghouhu, the four commanders of the Chongcheng Merchant Army, after thoroughly refining the 3000-year flat peaches, finally broke through their own bottlenecks and stepped into a higher realm.

These four were originally powerful warriors, and after taking flat peaches for 3000 years, their martial strength has reached several extremes. Perhaps, there is still a little gap between them and real immortals, but mortal warriors and Those monks who don't have Feixian have already

They are no longer their opponents.

At the same time, burly bodies came out of the military camp in Chongcheng. Each of these bodies carried a powerful aura, and each of these auras surpassed that of ordinary generals.

There are as many as [-] such existences, and each of them is wearing metal armor that is different from ordinary sergeants, and they look extraordinarily powerful. Taste.

On the banks of the Weihe River, an army formation composed of more than [-] Zhou troops lined up. Led by those hundreds of generals, they slowly approached Chongcheng.

Jiang Ziya rode his four elephants, surrounded by a group of generals, and walked at the forefront of the army formation.

This little old man, who has been exhausted for a whole year, is now wearing a commander's robe, riding a four-legged elephant on his crotch, holding a magic whip in his hand, surrounded by a group of generals, very majestic.

On the top of the wall, Huang Feihu and Zhang Guifang stood side by side.

"Jiang Ziya, the old man, has suffered so many losses, why doesn't he remember the lesson at all." Looking at the majestic Jiang Ziya, Chonghouhu said with a smile.

Zhang Guifang took the longbow from the deputy general next to him, and shook it in his hand.

"Just let me give him a blow."

Huang Feihu and Deng Jiugong looked at each other and smiled, and nodded with a smile.

Zhang Guifang raised his long bow, drew the bow and set an arrow, the bow became a full moon under his terrifying arm strength, and then, with a shock of the air, the arrow shot out.

The terrifying force made the speed of the arrow reach the extreme.

Jiang Ziya only felt a bad wind blowing, and he instinctively wanted to dodge, but he hadn't dodged yet, he had already been hit, and his whole body fell from the four-faced.

The coach was hit by an arrow, and the entire Zhou army was in chaos, and the generals of the hundred and ten rushed over.

On the ground, Jiang Ziya with a pale face got up, and the first thing he did when he got up was to reach out and touch his head.

The deadly arrow did hit his head, but it hit his metal helmet. Fortunately, this helmet is a good magic weapon, which saved his life.

Thinking about the scene just now, Jiang Ziya was terrified for a while. If he was wearing an ordinary helmet, he was afraid that the arrow just now would have shot through his brain.

After standing up with the support of a group of generals, Jiang Ziya didn't dare to wave anymore, and the honest cat was behind the generals.

On the top of the wall, Zhang Guifang and the others burst into laughter.

The tragic siege battle kicked off again. On the top of the city, thousands of archers drew their bows and arrows, and arrows flew down from the top of the city like raindrops and landed in the Zhou army's formation.

Screams, one after another.

Zhang Guifang and the four protagonists were not idle either, they searched for a longbow in various ways, and searched for a target that satisfied them on the top of the city. Every time these arrows were shot, they would always kill a general of the Zhou army.

Several sections of the moat were finally filled with sandbags under the tenacious efforts of the soldiers of the Western Zhou Dynasty. For this reason, the Zhou army paid the lives of more than [-] soldiers.

The ladder was finally built on the city wall, and the hundreds of generals climbed the ladder and quickly went up to the top of the city.

However, after these generals entered the city, they were completely overwhelmed by Haiyang, the generals of the merchant army, without even showing any signs of violence. More than five thousand generals occupied every part of the city.

Blood splattered, screams one after another.