Chapter 368 (2/2)
They wanted to escape, but before the horses under their feet stepped out, their bodies, together with the horses under their feet, were frozen in place.
In the cold current, their vitality quickly dissipated, one by one died.
At the rear of the army, an assistant general of the Shang state was pale.
”General Zhang, withdraw quickly. If you don't leave, it will be too late.”
”General Zhang, it's better to retreat. Otherwise, we'll freeze to death. ”
“……”
The voice of an assistant general of the Shang army rang out.
Wang Zhaojun's method of freezing thousands of people with one magic move is too terrible.
Zhang Jun's face was livid and his forehead was sweating.
There was nothing more oppressive in his heart.
He came with 50000 troops, and now he has done nothing. He has lost so many people in vain and left in dismay.In this charge alone, he lost more than 10000 people.
However, he knew that he had to go. If he didn't, the rest of the people would be frozen into ice sculptures!
With Wang Zhaojun in charge, they can't break the horse road!
”Hateful enchantress, this time I will admit defeat. I will take revenge. Retreat, everybody
On the horse's back, Zhang Junfei gave the order quickly.
However, the sound fell, and his body suddenly shook.
In the air, there was a cold voice.
”Punish! Quit! Shoot! Strike
The cold voice of a word, the voice of death, killing, so that Zhang Jun hair inverted.
He was clearly not covered by Wang Zhaojun's frost magic, but at this moment, he felt a chill from the nine hell.
Zhang Jun listened to the sound and raised his head, then saw a piece of fire from the sky.
It was a red flame, but in mid air, it turned into a flamingo flying with wings.
Above the flaming birds, each feather is clearly presented in Zhang Jun's eyes.
Accompanied by a burst of wind through the sky.
Phoenix wings flying in the sky!
Oh!
The Firebird spreads its wings and comes in a moment.
The terrible locking force makes Zhang Jun unable to dodge.
He looked frightened and trembled.
In the eyes of all the generals and soldiers around Zhang Jun, Firebirds bombarded his chest.
Boom!
The violent sound exploded with the fire.
Zhang Jun on the horse's back was hit by the Firebird. He didn't even scream, and his body split into pieces instantly.
The scorching air wave lifted Zhang Jun's general out.
Serious injury with strong strength falls from the horse.
The weaker ones are directly killed by the scorching air wave, and then they die!
On the horse road, every Shang army who was ready to leave suddenly became stiff.
It's not Wang Zhaojun's frost spell.
It's that they are too shocked.
They look at, belong to Zhang Jun in the end of the burning horse, as well as Zhang Jun's fragmented body, can not say a word.
There are some people with big mouths.
They're stupid. They're stupid.
This is the commander-in-chief of their vanguard army, but is he dead like this?
Shot by a sharp arrow from the sky.
There is no corpse!
Not only was Zhang Jun, the leader, shot and killed, but also several generals around him.
At this moment, every commercial army's brain was blank.