One Step to The End

"Zhao Ziqiang! You're a **** silly thing, not even a fart..."

Zhao Guanren looked at the jade wall behind the secret door and walked out of the base of the spirit tower cursingly. The failure of the secret door to open proves that Zhao Ziqiang is still messing around and has not completed the task of rescuing the clone, which is many times slower than he expected.

"Master! The giant corpse is coming soon, very fast..."

Qiu Ning, Luo Tan and other women greeted them. There were originally a group of big girls with beautiful faces and moon faces. At this time, all their faces were dark and the female generals’ armors were also covered with scars and blood. Although they still have more than two million troops, In fact, most of them are recruits who have never been on the battlefield.

"go!"

Zhao Guanren took the Spirit Exterminator from Ouyang Jin and strode down the mountain. At this time, the sky was already dark, and the soldiers were all devouring supper, either leaning on the corpse of his comrade-in-arms or sitting on the corpse. Human body.

The medical team is constantly carrying away the wounded soldiers, and the logistics team is responsible for carrying and transporting the corpses of their comrades, but the civilian husbands are not idle either. They spontaneously remove the armor from the corpse, pick up the weapon full of blood, and quietly Sit in the camp of the reserve team.

"Why are you crying? I'm afraid..."

Zhao Guanren walked under the city wall and looked at a little soldier. The little soldier was estimated to be only fifteen or sixteen. Wearing a very bloated suit, he shouted with tears: "I'm not afraid! My father died in battle, I want to avenge him. , But my urinary bubble doesn’t allow me, I urinate in my pants!"

"Hahaha……"

The surrounding soldiers roared with laughter. Zhao Guanren took out a candy and stuffed his mouth, touched his head and smiled: "You just pee! Ask the brothers, there is no time to take off your pants during the war, who is not peeing? It’s good if you dare to go to the battlefield. I will give you a fifth-rank official when you win!"

"How? I can be an official..."

The little warrior raised his head in disbelief. Zhao Guanren imitated his dialect and smiled: "Of course, how can I lie to you? Think about it, if the corpses are all wiped out, there will be no one in the Han country. There are so many official positions waiting to fill the vacancy, and all the brothers present can become officials!"

"Oh! Long live the prince..."

The soldiers all cheered, but Zhao Guanren said loudly: "Brothers work hard. Bashan is our last battle. If you work well, you will get promoted and fortune. If you don’t work well, the country will be destroyed. But no matter what, I will be with you. You fight side by side, live and die together!"

"Fight with the corpse of the dog. Mother, protect the family and the country..."

"Fight!!!"

The soldiers stood up and shouted, even the people of the Zhuang people were no exception. After all, this is not a war between humans. The corpse people will not leave anything alive. After breaking through the Bashan Xiongguan, Shun Guo is exhausted. It's not far from death.

"Brothers! Are you full, let's smoke a cigarette..."

Zhao Guanren led the logistics team onto the city wall. The logistics team immediately distributed boxes of tobacco, but unlike the recruits under the city, the veterans on the wall were very calm, talking and laughing together, and did not forget to give them to their comrades. Our bodies were stuffed with a cigarette.

"Lord! We want to drink, can we do..."

A dragoon with a severed hand yelled. Zhao Guanren personally went to help him light a cigarette and smiled: "What's wrong, the wine has been brought up for you. Later, we will drink a big bowl and eat meat. We are finished. Fuck it together!"

"Brothers! The wine is here, open it to drink, and manage enough..."

Shen Qingwen jumped up and yelled, only to see the folks babbling up the wine jar. The veterans immediately came up, and they all stepped forward to take the bowl and drank it. Zhao Guanren also looked up and bored a big bowl. The hot air burned directly from the throat to the lungs.

"Brothers! The corpse man doesn't give face, it's time to work..."

A general smiled bitterly and put down his binoculars. The soldiers smashed the wine bowls in their hands, picked up their spears, bows and crossbows and stood in front of the battlements again. They only looked at the flames of the sky, and the black corpses were rolling in. The sound of dense footsteps made the earth tremble constantly.

"Master! Can we hold it this time..."

The soldiers instinctively looked down at the city. Although the corpses had been cleaned up, they were still piled up to the height of the city wall. At first glance, it was a human flesh **** that was thousands of meters long. , The corpse man can even rush up directly.

"Left and right are doing things, who is our Zhao Jiajun afraid of..."

Zhao Guanren raised his head arrogantly, and arrogantly picked up the Spirit Knife. The eyes of the soldiers became firm, but suddenly they heard someone shouting from the rear: "The ammunition is here, the ammunition is here, and you are ready to fire. what!"

"Hurry up and raise the cannon..."

The soldiers were as excited as they were beaten up. Zhao Guanren hurriedly ran to the rear to take a look. A long queue of horses was rushing into the city. The runners who accompanied the team clasped their fists and shouted: "Lanshuihe Escort, One thousand eight hundred and twenty-two people came to help out!"

"Yuzhou regiment practice! Come and help out..."

"The same state army! Come and help out..."

"Suizhou Bajun Camp! Come and help out..."

"Lantai Xiangyong, come and help my king..."

A team of people kept rushing in and shouting, although they were all incompetent miscellaneous troops, but their arrival was like a booster, making the soldiers feel that the whole country was supporting them, and the cheers and shouts resounded again. Yunxiao.

"Deng Deng Deng..."

More than a dozen searchlights were all lit up, and the generator rumblingly started. Zhao Guanren jumped onto the battlement with a megaphone and shouted: "Family folks! Thank you for coming. You are all warriors. With yours Support, we will be invincible and invincible!"

"superior!"

Everyone kept carrying a large number of ammunition up to the city, and all the abandoned artillery was reactivated. The engineers also obtained explosives. They jumped out of the city wall at the fastest speed and quickly placed the explosives in the corpses. This group of militiamen was raining just in time.

"My God! This is too much..."

After the militiamen rushed to the city, they were all dumbfounded. They had never seen such a huge mountain of corpses, densely packed and even more terrifying than the slaughterhouse, and the corpse blood had already covered the city and stuck to the ground. With a thick layer, you can see how fierce the battle is at a glance.

"Hurry up and get vaccinated, and come to help after immunization..."

Zhao Guanren hurriedly waved away the militiamen, the overwhelming corpses were almost rushing over, and this time they were all the strongest main force, even the flying corpses appeared again, but Ye Yunchen still disappeared, I am afraid they are still hiding in the spirit tower. Outside of the attack range, I was afraid that he would be fooled by Zhao Guanren.

"Boom..."

A series of explosions sounded loudly, and the corpses piled up under the city were all blown out, and even the corpses who had just charged up went up to the sky. Various bronze and iron cannons blasted in unison, covering the corpses. The fog of war once again enveloped Bashan.

"Wow~"

Hundreds of flying corpses of pterosaurs broke through the fog and rushed fiercely towards the head of the city. The ballistas that had been wound up immediately fired a volley. Zhao Guanren also leaped up from the battlements, slamming two light blades. , In the middle of the two most ferocious flying corpse heads.

"Boom~"

Two flying corpses screamed and fell to the city, but Zhao Guanren's body was still very weak. He felt that his physical strength was not able to keep up with the two swords. He quickly handed the soul-killing knife to a great master and asked them to continue the knife. , When the profound energy is used up, quickly pass it to the next person.

"Roar~"

A large group of giant bison rushed out again, all of which were new breeds that had never appeared before. Ye Yunchen kept the trump card for decisive battles. The largest caliber of iron shells couldn’t put them down in the past. The only way was for a master to hold a heavenly sword. , Pounced on them to attack the vitals.

"Let's kill the spirit knife, don't let them hit the city wall..."

Zhao Guanren ran back and forth with the megaphone, all his women spread out, and they commanded the soldiers to fight on the front line. At this time, even the recruits had forgotten their fears. The commander asked to do whatever he wanted. Everyone lost his eyes. , Bashan is their last support.

"Wow~"

Two huge six-armed corpses suddenly jumped over the city wall, and they were fine with more than a dozen heavy crossbows. However, the soldiers of the reserve team had already shown experience. The high erected spears were waiting for them before they landed. Stabbed into a hornet's nest.

"Kill! Don't let them destroy the city wall..."

The recruits and militiamen all yelled out of fear of death. Two giant corpses could jump in, and soon more would jump in. Although the number of soldiers was large, the scale of the corpses was bigger and stronger.

The battle lasted only more than an hour, and gradually evolved into a killing from above, siege from below, and fighting on and below the city almost at the same time. The newly arrived militias also experienced the cruelty, but at this time, there was no big sea and sky. The country is broken and the family is destroyed.

"Apprentice! Take the gun..."

A well-dressed middle-aged actor suddenly dropped the flower gun in his hand, jumped off the stage of the art troupe, grabbed a real long gun, and rushed out, without hesitation, stabbed a flying corpse that had just landed. Yelled: "Huh! Look at the gun!"

"Master!!!"

More than a dozen apprentices cried, the actor was beaten out with only one move, and the white costume was dyed blood red, but another martial artist picked up a steel knife and yelled with tears. : "Knock it up! Fight it up! Let's play a real game today!"

"Kill!"

All the actors roared and rushed out. Even the opera troupe threw down their instruments and followed up. Only the blind man on the stage desperately pulled the erhu, and the two lines of tears also rolled down. This was the only thing he could do to help his companions. On the last song.

"Protect the home and defend the country! Follow me..."

The entire Bashan Xiongguan screamed for murder, and even the men and women went to the battle. They took up the weapons of their companions or lovers, and pounced on the majestic corpses with their fragile bodies. One person could not beat ten or a hundred. Everyone put their life and death aside and fought desperately.

"Huh~"

After a loud noise, the city wall on the front collapsed for a large part. A giant bull rushed in frantically. A large number of corpses followed, like a river bursting a bank, poured into Bashan City, completely unfolding and Human close combat.

"Protect the spirit tower! Protect the spirit tower..."

Zhao Guanren screamed desperately among the corpses, but his voice was drowned out by roars and screams. Humans could not withstand the impact of the giants. The corpse generals who were in the shadows finally showed their faces. After overthrowing the great masters, All rushed to the Bashan Spirit Pagoda.

"Boom..."

Ten corpse generals shot at the same time. Under Zhao Guanren’s desperate gaze, the tall spirit tower collapsed, and there was another huge explosion. Ten corpse generals blasted towards the top of the mountain and directly blasted the base of the spirit tower into the sky. Rolled down the mountain.

"The spirit tower is down, down..."

The soldiers looked at Bashan in despair and at the broken spirit tower that fell down. Not only a pagoda fell, but the faith in countless people's hearts...