Chapter 433
Chapter 433
Airplanes!!!
Void tremor.
A total of eight holy envoys stood above the void, staring at Zhang Jiao, who was dressed in ancient clothes.
"I declare Ru, death !!"
One of the holy envoys at the head looked at Zhang Jiao, and his voice was extremely cold.
Rumble!!!
The big war is on the verge.
The Holy Light swept the heavens and the earth!
The two holy envoys took a step and entangled the Moon Worship Sect Leader.
The remaining eight Saint Envoys shot directly at Zhang Jiao.
In the eyes of the holy messengers. Zhang Jiao was the biggest threat, first with the strongest force, kill Zhang Jiaozhen, and then deal with the others.
"Pass on the military order, the Great Sui Iron Horse dispatched !!"
Yang Guang turned his gaze, looked at the army behind him, and spoke.
"Kill !!"
"Kill !!"
"Kill !!"
Suddenly, the killing shouts were like monstrous waves.
The boundless army of iron cavalry was dispatched.
A moment later, the blood-red realm began to expand again.
Taking advantage of the opportunity for the Holy Envoy to fight Zhang Jiao and the Moon Worship Sect Leader, millions of iron horsemen and Bai Qi and other masters were ready to kill everyone in the Holy See first.
Laugh at!
Laugh at!
Laugh at!!!
Blood spilled.
Although the crusaders of the Holy See claimed to be invincible in the West, when they encountered the unreasonable Great Sui Iron Horse, they naturally collapsed at the touch of a button, and they did not even have the ability to resist.
Coupled with Bai Qi helping on the side, almost instantly, tens of thousands of crusaders fell.
To know.
The crusaders totaled only 800,000.
Now just a face, there are such heavy casualties!!
If you touch it twice, won't the entire crusader be slaughtered?
If the crusaders were all lost in the battle with the Great Sui, even if the Holy See finally repelled the Great Sui, it would be a serious injury and could not be recovered for decades and centuries.
When the Pope saw this scene, his eyes were torn, and he almost roared: "All retreat, defend!" Defend!!! "
At this moment, the Pope realized the horror of the Great Sui Army.
The Great Sui Iron Riding Army, every soldier was armed to the teeth.
Besides.
The morale of the Great Sui army was simply more terrifying than the army of the Crusaders, which was composed of fanatical believers.
No fear of death.
Prohibition.
A million-strong army, the performance on the battlefield, consistent to terrifying.
However.
Just as the Pope was anxiously mobilizing the crusaders, wanting to reduce some losses.
Airplanes!!!
Between heaven and earth.
The holy light suddenly weakened.
As if sensing something, the Pope subconsciously raised his head and looked up at the sky.
Just this hope, the Pope saw a scene that will never be forgotten.
I saw high in the sky.
Within a radius of a hundred miles, a drop of crystal clear, crystal-like raindrops appeared.
These raindrops are like blood, red and emitting bone-piercing murderous intent.
A holy envoy was hit by a raindrop, and the whole person suddenly melted, as if melting into a pool of blood and falling on the edge of the battlefield.
Fairy, call the rain!
Almost instantaneously.
When the remaining seven holy envoys were horrified.
Several wisps of fairy wind, which seemed to blow from above the nine heavens, began to gather again.
Meanwhile.
Drop after drop of raindrops, filled with bone-piercing murder, fell rapidly.
Under the two immortal techniques of calling the wind and calling the rain, the holy envoys suffered heavy casualties.
The successive falls of the holy envoys made the holy light shrouded in heaven and earth begin to weaken.
Plus the crusaders on the battlefield were frantically slaughtered by the Zerg warriors.
In just a few moments.
The Holy See was in a rout.
Holy above.
The Pope's face was as pale as paper.
The right hand holding the golden scepter began to tremble continuously.
This is the moment.
Only one thought came to the Pope's mind.
The tide is gone.
Although there are still more than half of the crusaders left on the battlefield today, high in the sky, the holy envoys are still struggling to resist the offensive of Zhang Jiao and the Moon Worship Sect Leader.
But the Pope knows it very well.
As long as it continues to drag on, it will inevitably be the Holy See side that will fall into a major defeat.
"His Majesty the Pope."
"We ... What do we do now? "
Beside the Pope, a sage asked in a trembling voice.
The successive falls of the Holy Envoy not only greatly worsened the situation on the field, but also dealt an irreversible blow to the hearts of everyone in the Holy See.
"What to do..."
The Pope's lips moved, and finally he did not say a word.
What to do?
He also wanted to know what to do?!!
Peace?
The idea came to the Pope's mind.
The defeat of the crusaders and the successive falls of the holy envoys have completely crushed the few expectations in the pope's heart.
This is the moment.
The Pope no longer had the idea of turning defeat into victory.
The Pope is thinking about how to preserve the legacy of the Holy See as much as possible.
Merely.
The idea of 'peace' was only passed through the Pope's mind and then discarded.
The Pope did not mind making peace with the Great Sui.
Even pay a huge price for it.
But......
Is Dasui willing?
The Great Sui Emperor's royal conquest has all hit under the sacred mountain, and now that the situation is good, the Great Sui Emperor will be willing to negotiate peace?
......
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