Chapter 1208 The Last Battle (Part 2)

The battle was intense, with both sides winning and losing. In the eyes of outsiders, Wu Yi, who was chased by continuous artillery fire, was obviously at a disadvantage.

King Yong had the support of the Daji Dynasty behind him. Although Wu Yi took the initiative to retreat, he also cleared the fields and took away all the food along the way, which brought great inconvenience to King Yong's logistics and transportation. However, King Yong had the support of a strong national strength, which was far beyond Wu Yi's reach. These dozens of artillery pieces were proof of this.

Seeing that the people were caught in a bitter battle and even at a disadvantage, those immortals who were watching were unwilling to continue to sit and watch. This great opportunity was rare. If Wu Yi was defeated by King Yong, whether he was captured alive or died in battle, or the remnants of the army fled, they would not be able to accept the result.

Some cultivators personally went down to the field and came hundreds of miles away. They used their magic power to blow a strong wind. In an instant, sand and rocks flew everywhere, charming the eyes.

Why did they come hundreds of miles away? This is to avoid the pursuit of cause and effect. As long as they make the illusion that this is the dissipation of the residual wave of magic power, they can avoid the entanglement of the human order as much as possible, even though everyone knows that this is the result of magic.

Intentionally creating such an "unintentional" illusion is a helpless act. The strength of the people present is that no one can change the day and night, change the starry sky, and even create a new starry sky. It is also easy.

However, if they really directly participate in the change of the battle celestial phenomena, what awaits them is only the shackles and backlash of the human order. Once the fruit of the Tao for thousands of years falls, no one is willing to be so good and sacrifice themselves for others.

Moreover, if they really do so, it means that the immortal way has expelled the human way, not a battle between the human ways.

No one can predict the final changes, but the counterattack of the human way is predictable. Even if it is a temporary victory, what's the use? The powerful tension of the human way itself, gathering the thoughts of all people, can instantly annihilate this force.

Because of the influence of the monks' magic power, clouds from all directions gathered towards the place where the battle took place. Many clouds had already dissipated on the way, so the clouds that gathered in the end were not much, but just enough to reach the point of rain.

It was a sunny day, but suddenly the clouds were dense and it started to rain. Under the rain, the artillery lost its effectiveness, often misfired, and even exploded, almost injuring King Yong.

Seeing this, Wu Yi cheered and thought that God was blessing him. The offensive that had been suppressed rose again, and his morale increased a lot.

On the contrary, it was King Yong's side. King Yong looked at the clouds that suddenly blew in from the horizon. Although he could not see the person behind him, after all, the person who cast the spell was a hundred miles away, he vaguely realized that things were not so simple, and there was no such coincidence.

Having watched Cheng Wei and Cheng Ying perform magic before, he also knew some of the basics of the immortal way. In addition, Cheng Wei and Cheng Ying pointed out that Wu Yi was also a "demon", so King Yong had to think that Wu Yi was involved in this seemingly coincidental rain.

The sound of artillery fire gradually stopped. Seeing that the soldiers had lost their will to fight and were retreating step by step, King Yong personally went up to the high platform to beat the drums to cheer for everyone. With a seemingly thin body, he waved the drumsticks, which were vigorous and powerful, and the sound was deafening.

And this "coincidence" magic did not last long, just like an ordinary sun shower, subtle and short, but this short time was enough.

Before the rain and wind stopped, Wu Yi drew the long sword at his waist and led the cavalry behind him, like a sharp knife, to stab the layers of military formations.

The warhorse brought a huge impact, and all shields and armor became nothing. Just grasp the inertia of the sword, and when the sword is about to pass through the enemy's body, loosen it slightly. Under the huge momentum, it can tear the enemy's body apart like cutting tofu.

Splashes of blood fell on Wu Yi's body, and from a distance, he looked like a bloody man.

Charged forward, although the guards on both sides helped Wu Yi block the cold arrows and short blades shot from all directions, he still couldn't completely avoid them. Wu Yi didn't know how many wounds he had on his body.

Wu Yi's focus has always been on King Yong standing on the high platform. At this distance, with his arm strength, he has a chance to shoot an arrow and end King Yong's life.

However, Wu Yi is now completely surrounded by King Yong's personal soldiers, as if he is trapped in a sea of ​​people. There are fewer and fewer cavalrymen who can continue to follow Wu Yi behind him, and with this, there are more and more wounds on Wu Yi's body.

The enemy would not give him a chance to draw his bow and arrow, or even a chance to retreat. Wu Yi skillfully waved his arms to block the arrows and spears from all around, and charged forward on horseback. Now he had to either kill through the enemy formation or sit and wait for death, so Wu Yi had no other choice.

Killing through one armor formation after another, there must be dozens of soldiers who died under Wu Yi, not to mention hundreds. Wu Yi knew that his tiger's mouth was aching slightly, and he knew without looking that it must have been torn apart. However, compared with the tiger's mouth, almost no other part of the body was intact, so what was the wound at the tiger's mouth?

If King Yong was humiliated, his personal soldiers would not have a good end. Therefore, even though Wu Yi seemed like a god descended from heaven, with great power, none of King Yong's personal soldiers retreated, and they continued to rush towards the direction of Wu Yi's advance.

And King Yong, whom Wu Yi was paying attention to, had been beating the drum from beginning to end, and he had his back to Wu Yi. Was he arrogant or confident? He knew that Wu Yi's archery skills were enough to pierce his heart, but he still dared to do so.

Fearless in the face of danger, calm as a mountain, at this moment, King Yong showed his imperial dominance, which was the most touching moment for Wu Yi in all the years of contact with him.

Wu Yi thought: After all, he is the son of the emperor, and he has not lost the face of his ancestors.

If King Yong had shown such dominance earlier, instead of constantly compromising, colluding with the old forces, becoming the creator of contradictions, and the promoter of the disaster, then would he and Wu Yi have reached this point?

Is it a better choice to support King Yong to ascend the throne to gain popularity instead of rebelling against him to promote the catastrophe?

This is a question, but it is definitely not a question that Wu Yi needs to think about now. The choice of the road has inertia. This is not a child's play, which can be easily changed.

A row of spearmen appeared in front, standing behind the barricade, holding up their spears high. This arrangement is not an exaggeration to say that it is the mortal enemy of the cavalry, but as long as Wu Yi passes this row of spearmen, he can come to King Yong, so this is the last obstacle.

The man took a deep breath and clamped his legs around the horse's belly. The horse understood Wu Yi's intentions and neighed. He used all his strength to jump up to a height of two meters. He not only stepped over the spearmen, but also jumped onto the high platform and rushed towards King Yong.

If he hit the platform, King Yong would die.

However, suddenly there was a tremor, like an earthquake, and the high platform collapsed, and King Yong and Wu Yi fell to the ground.

The situation changed so fast.

Wu Yi was instantly surrounded by King Yong's personal army from all directions. Now, the only one who could save Wu Yi's life was King Yong.

Wu Yi almost didn't hesitate at all. He jumped up and captured King Yong in one fell swoop. He put the knife on King Yong's neck and looked at everyone around him with cold eyes.

The battle situation suddenly stagnated at this moment.