But the Xiongnu royal court was not completely powerless to fight back, and Lu Bu did not hide his whereabouts.
Seeing such a commotion, the Right Wise King who stayed behind looked up and saw the cavalry galloping in the distance.
He also understood who their opponent was today, but he still got on his horse without any fear.
"The royal court is in danger. Warriors, fight!"
The Supreme Grand Master's voice was like a microphone. Anyone who heard it would repeat it loudly.
The sound continued to spread throughout the Xiongnu royal court.
The old soldier who was originally stationed at the Xiongnu royal court also slowly mounted his horse.
The Xiongnu royal court was extremely large and was home to countless tribes.
These tribal riders also saw the battlefield and began to gallop from all directions.
Some of these riders are old, some are disabled, and some are herders...
The Hun king had already taken away his most elite cavalry, so if he relied on the militia that was temporarily gathered in front of him.
Even if all the Huns were soldiers, the gap between the two was too big. How could they possibly fight against the army in front of them?
The Right Wise King rode alone on a horse, and wherever he went, the Xiongnu cavalry that came out of the tent would follow him closely.
Soon, there were no less than 100,000 Xiongnu cavalry gathered from various places.
"Call the ancestors."
As the voice of the Right Wise King rang out again, a long and lingering horn sounded.
The hollow and ancient voice was high and stirring, and countless souls in the Xiongnu ancestral land were awakened, with a faint blue light floating in the air.
"Call me the war spirit, protect my royal court. Call me the war spirit, protect my royal court..."
It was as if a voice from the underworld, accompanied by the sound of a cow horn, began to spiral upwards.
This is the ancestral land that the Huns have worshipped for tens of thousands of years, so it naturally has some magical aspects.
However, those war spirits began to possess the gathered Hun riders.
The originally old Hun rider suddenly burst into spirit, and the disabled riders began to have transparent limbs emerging.
And those inexperienced riders were instantly possessed by the war spirits and became the most elite warriors.
One hundred thousand Hun cavalrymen instantly became truly elite troops.
Countless Hun ancestors' spirits circled in the sky and began to restrain the greedy wolf.
Military spirit? Perhaps not, but it certainly possesses the strength to confront the gods.
Even a sect like the Tianyu Sect keeps trump cards like the Tianyu Sword and the Blood Demon Core.
The large clan in front of us has been multiplying for who knows how long.
How is it possible to rely solely on the inherited celestial beings?
What if there is no celestial being in this generation? The thousands of fighting spirits in this ancestral land are the last trump card of the Huns.
Seeing this scene, the high priest felt a little sad and sighed deeply. His originally hunched posture lowered even more.
How could a mortal possibly withstand being possessed by those spirits?
Regardless of victory or defeat in this battle, it seems that the fate of those people will be the same.
However, the high priest had no position or reason to stop this martyrdom.
He hadn't chosen a bloody battle, so what reason did he have to blame these people? At this moment, his cloudy eyes were also shining with crystal tears.
Lu Bu looked at the enemy in front of him without any surprise, or so to speak.
He has thought about all the consequences, and even if there are immortals blocking his way, he will kill them.
He was in awe of the warriors before him, but now, it was a war between nations.
They carried on their shoulders the responsibility of hundreds of millions of people and an endless blood feud with the Huns.
For thousands of years, they have been harassing the south, but now they are attacking and defending aliens.
Giving them death is the best respect for them!
"It's just a corpse that crawled out of the grave. Go down again!" Lu Bu was wrapped in black armor at the moment, with black shadows flashing on his body, and he didn't look like a human at all.
Tan Lang howled, and the Bingzhou Wolf Riders also felt the fighting spirit.
“Fight!” “Fight!” “Fight!”…
With a fierce light flashing in their eyes, they were like a pack of wolves, with clear division of labor, and began to tear apart the enemy formation.
If we say that the Zhenguo Cavalry and the Xiongnu Guards were a collision of heavy cavalry.
Then the battle between the Bingzhou Wolf Cavalry and the Xiongnu War Spirits was a mutual tug-of-war and impact between the Turkic cavalry.
The cavalry on both sides kept circling back and forth, shooting arrows with bows in the distance, fighting with spears up close, and even closer, fighting with scimitars.
Above the sky, Tan Lang and the thousands of fighting spirits circled together, forming a vortex of mixed black and dark blue.
Whether it is the Bingzhou Wolf Riders or the Xiongnu War Spirits, both can be said to be soldiers who transcend the ordinary world.
Now on the battlefield, the laws of heaven and earth are already filled with fighting spirit.
Even a celestial being would risk falling if he tried to intervene.
At this moment, Lu Bu's face could no longer be seen, and his entire body, including his Red Hare and Fang Tian Huaji, were covered with a set of black shadows.
He stared at the Right Wise King as if he were his prey.
The Red Hare is spiritual, and the two are connected in mind, the man and the horse are one. The horse's hooves step on the ground, making bursts of sonic booms, and then a stream of light.
Wherever the Red Hare went, the cold light of the Fang Tian Hua Ji followed, killing all the Hun war spirits on the road.
Those war spirits could only turn into nothingness under the Fang Tian Hua Ji.
"Give me your life."
Lu Bu roared, and his Red Hare stepped into the air.
The Fang Tian Hua Ji came down with the momentum, already having the power to split mountains and cut off rivers.
The one who possessed the Right Wise King was a celestial ancestor spirit, but dead things are dead.
If Heaven no longer brings down the Three Disasters and Five Declines, then you will have already been annihilated in the eyes of Heaven.
The remaining souls are not considered human, but they do have some fighting power!
However, at this moment, with the blessing of many ancestral spirits, the remaining soul of the celestial being is not fighting alone.
He swung out with the scimitar in his hand, blocking Lu Bu's attack.
With a "ding" sound, the golden swords collided, and the two of them stirred up waves of air like ripples, lifting up countless grasses.
The ground collapsed, turning into waves of mud and began to spread around.
The other Xiongnu war spirits and Bingzhou wolf riders were blessed by the ancestral spirits and military spirits respectively.
Leap over the waves of mud and continue fighting.
If they were taken out at this moment, they would have no problem killing a supreme grandmaster.
These 80,000 Bingzhou wolf riders, 100,000 Xiongnu war spirits, and even nearly 200,000 supreme grandmasters fought together.
Similarly, if a supreme grandmaster were to be trapped in such a battlefield, he might not be able to use any of his internal energy, and the traces of heaven and earth would be dissipated in an instant.
Just like the difference between a celestial being and a supreme grandmaster, the gap between the two is simply too huge.
There are also some differences in the battles between these soldiers and the Supreme Grandmaster.
That is, the range of destruction is not that large, and the destructive power of the Supreme Grandmaster is mainly caused by internal energy.
The internal energy of these soldiers has not been improved, but each attack has been strengthened with the military soul or the will of the ancestors, which is a kind of law of heaven and earth.
The residual soul is flying, and the greedy wolf is devouring blood.
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