Chapter 1365

The sky is blue as the vast sea.

With that gentleness, with that purity, with that height.

However, it can not cover up the murderous spirit on the earth.

The three forces of Beimu, Mingdao, Houjin's soldiers and horses, and Aoyun kingdom were completely intertwined and attacked one place.

On the plain in front of the capital of Aoyun, the sound of killing shook the sky.

Absolutely sharp, absolutely invincible.

The northern herdsmen and horses led by Ryukyu, with their silver iron boxes, swept everything in front of them with a posture of absolute superiority and invincible power.

Beyond the concept of such an era.

Beyond the view of all lands at this time on the weapons of war.

It's not about putting people first, fighting with the art of war, or winning by experience.

Ryukyu's iron barrel bomb completely subverted everything here.

Let all those who eat the art of war, all those who kill and become famous in the battlefield, fall under her absolute weapons.

Ryukyu once said that absolute power can be overwhelming.

Yes, absolute power.

Let your art of war be good, be able to control and calculate, and be able to arrange all attacks, retreats and defenses well.

Will take advantage of the time and place to benefit people and create everything.

The soldiers and horses are well trained. They can move forward and back just like one person. They are very quick to listen to the command.

However, people are only people after all.

The age of cold weapons, after all, is only the age of cold weapons.

In front of the weapons that transcend this era, all the capital worthy of pride cannot be proud in front of Ryukyu.

Yes, pride cannot rise, only defeat.

Only because, silver bombs fly by, let you be able to calculate the sky east wind fly, the underground tide rises.

After all, it's just flesh and blood.

Therefore, it is not that Ryukyu's enemies are weak or useless.

But Ryukyu is too powerful, her weapons are too powerful.

I saw blue sea and blue sky, silver iron bucket flying over, killing a b.l.o.o.d.y road.

The soldiers and horses of the Ming island and the later Jin Dynasty can't resist at all. They don't have the strength to resist at all, even if they have the heart to die.

It's not always useful if you want to die for your country.