Wanhe carried two hammers on his shoulders and took the army at a very casual pace to force the Shenwei Army.

Logically speaking, as a general, he should be riding a horse, but his two hammers were too heavy, and he was a little overwhelmed with the horse carrying it.

His father had spent a lot of money to buy him a good horse, but he carried him two more hammers. He was not as fast as he could, so he simply stopped riding a horse and walked directly.

However, after seeing the horses of the Red Flame Dragon Rider these days, he was a little moved. With the heroes of those horses, it must be more than enough to carry him, so he has been thinking in his mind these days, when will he smoke Lengzi and give the Red Flame Dragon Rider a chance? It doesn’t matter whether he can win or not, at least grab a few horses to come back.

Unfortunately, everyone on his side was too cowardly and was just thinking about how to force the Red Flame Dragon Knight to get out of the city. No one had ever thought about attacking the Red Flame Dragon Knight, which made him not have the chance to take action, so he has been a little resentful these days.

Now, although he was not fighting with the Red Flame Dragon Knight, he had been bored for so long and finally had a chance to take action, so he is still in a very happy mood now.

"The shit Shenweijun, look at grandpa, I'll beat them up."

Wanhe, who was walking in front with a hammer, did not take the Shenwei army opposite at all. He glanced at the generals under his command and said, "You, you can surround them from both wings, and it would be better to cut off their retreat."

"As for the front, I'll leave it to me."

"Here!"

Several generals responded and took people directly around the wings.

Anyway, I have been fighting against Shenwei Army in this past few days, so I am not afraid of Shenwei Army being suspicious.

Yang Yanzhang in the army glanced at the neat and orderly battle formation opposite, and immediately confirmed his guess in his heart that these 50,000 people were definitely an elite force, that is, Situ Yao really planned to close the net.

"Send the order to keep the departments on guard and prepare to take full advantage of the situation, leaving as much as these 50,000 people as possible."

Yang Yanzhang ordered that the originally loose formation would become neat and orderly without long.

The most intuitive manifestation is that Situ Yao stood on the wall and felt that the army in front of him instantly changed from a new soldier that made him look a little awkward to an elite army that had been in an orderly manner.

"No, there is a fraud!"

Situ Yao's expression changed instantly. Although he wanted to let the Wan family test, he did not want to ruin all the 50,000 elite soldiers.

Therefore, he saw that there was a trap and directly reminded him: "Send an order to withdraw the troops immediately!"

"Leader, what's wrong?"

Hearing Situ Yao's words, the other heads of the family did not see any difference, and couldn't help but look at Situ Yao in confusion.

"It's over, it's too late..."

Situ Yao looked at the battlefield ahead with some weakness. Just when he said he wanted to withdraw his troops, the two armies had already begun to rush forward, and it was about to hand over the troops in a short time. If Mingjin retreated at this time, the retreat would probably turn into a retreat in an instant. In that case, the army would only lose more.

Therefore, Situ Yao directly stopped the messenger from giving the order to retreat, and at the same time prayed silently in his heart, hoping that Wanhe could really withstand it, otherwise the 50,000 army would be in danger.

As for the heads of the family who were still a little confused around him, he was too lazy to respond to them at this time. When they continued to watch, they would naturally know what was going on.

...

Wanhe took the initiative to lead the army out of the battle with a sledgehammer, but when he rushed to halfway, he felt something was wrong.

The army opposite, the kitten that seemed to be soft just now, suddenly feels like it has transformed into a tiger?

But Wanhe didn't care about this either. Whether it was a cat or a tiger, it was the same for him. It was just a matter of hitting two more hammers, so there was no need to worry at all.

So although he felt the change on the other side, Wanhe had no intention of stopping, but instead rushed even harder.

"My sons, let me kill you!"

Wanhe carried two big hammers, took the lead, rushed directly to the "Shenwei Army" formation, shouting loudly: "It's this time to make achievements!"

As he said that, Wanhe waved the sledgehammer in his hand and smashed it directly at a soldier from the Shenwei Army.

Seeing Wanhe smashing the hammer at his chest with such a big hammer, the soldier of Shenwei couldn't help but feel a little panicked, but his robes were all on his left and right. If he hid, he would have to take the hammer.

So even though he was a little scared, he still gritted his teeth and put the gun straight with both hands to block his chest.

"Bang~"

With a dull sound, the soldier who fought with Wan He only blocked him for a moment, and then the spear in his hand was carried by Wan He's sledgehammer and smashed him into his chest.

"Puff~"

The soldier took three or four steps back, and then spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Fortunately, as the elite of the Shenwei Army, this soldier was also a physical cultivation in the Marrow Cleansing Realm, so although he was hit by Wan He, who was born with divine power, he would not have died with his physical fitness.

"You boy, that's pretty good!"

Seeing that the soldier actually blocked his hammer, Wanhe couldn't help but feel a little surprised. In the past, as long as he took action, the person he hit would be hammered away by him like a kite. But the person in front of him was obviously just an ordinary soldier, who could actually block him and never die, so he couldn't help but praise him, "Try taking me another hammer!"

Wanhe, who was happy to see the hunting, didn't care at all whether the soldier would kill him. He took a step forward and hit him with another hammer.

But as soon as the hammer was hit, a soldier from Shenwei, who saw the wounded robes, raised his gun and stabbed Wanhe's sledgehammer.

"Overbial ability!"

Seeing that the soldier wanted to block his hammer with a gun, Wanhe curled his lips with some disdain. You really thought you could compete with the soldier just now. Although the gun and the hammer were not handed over at this time, he could already predict the outcome of the soldier.

That is, this gun will be knocked away by his own sledgehammer, and even this soldier will be killed by his own hammer.

"Bang!"

Another loud bang came, and the soldier's spear was indeed directly killed as Wan He expected, but the soldier was not directly hammered to death as Wan He expected. Instead, he just vomited two mouthfuls of blood like the soldier before, and then he was like nothing happened.

"How could this be...this?"

Wanhe looked at his hammer in a daze. He even began to wonder if his strength had become smaller, otherwise why would the two miscellaneous soldiers not be able to die?

Just a moment later, he suddenly realized and said, "Oh, that old guy Situ Yao said that there was a fraud in this battle, are you the ones who cheated, right?"

"It's shameless to use generals to pretend to be ordinary soldiers."

However, after saying this, Wanhe said without caring: "But it doesn't matter, it's just a few more hammers. I want to see how many generals you can have."

After saying that, Wan He didn't wait for the two soldiers who were a little confused by what he said to answer, and directly carried the sledgehammer and shot the ones left and right.

He was born with divine power and waved these two huge hammers without any burden. The two big hammers were waving in his hands like a big windmill. If the soldiers of the Shenwei Army were not blocked well, they would vomit blood and had no way to siege them. Therefore, the soldiers of the Shenwei Army had to subconsciously avoid Wan He's direction of moving forward.

After all, only Wanhe can fight the army led by Wanhe, and the remaining soldiers are in the hands of Shenwei Army, so they can't walk for a round. Therefore, the soldiers of Shenwei Army simply made a way for this guy who was a little crazy to fight and focused on slaughtering the soldiers he brought.

Except for the fact that people were not hiding from time to time and vomiting blood by him, there was nothing wrong with him. Only Wanhe was a little puzzled. Why did he feel that there were so many generals pretending to be soldiers in the Shenwei Army? He had hammered for so much of a day, so why couldn't a single person die?

After Yang Yanzhang led his army to the front, he happened to see Wanhe, who was swinging hammers like a gyro. Seeing the Shenwei army around him avoiding him, Yang Yanzhang knew that this person's strength must be extraordinary.

So he did not hesitate, lifted Cunyan's gun and stabbed Wanhe with one shot.

Wan He, who noticed the danger, subconsciously took back the hammer he had just smashed out, and then directly hit Yang Yanzhang's Cunyan gun.

"Buzz~"

The gun hammer handed over and made a harsh roar. Wanhe only felt that the hand that he held the hammer and smashed Yang Yanzhang's spear was shocked and numb.

However, Yang Yanzhang took back the Cunyan Gun without changing his expression, and praised him, "What a great deal."

No one dared to get close to them in the battle circle of the two, so Yang Yanzhang followed the situation and looked at Wanhe, then asked, "Born of divine power?"

According to his observation, Wanhe's strength was not even in the Golden Body Realm, and his brute force wielding these two hammers, even the average Golden Body Realm did not have this power, so he guessed that Wanhe was probably a natural divine power person.

“So what?”

Wanhe answered in a muffled voice. This was the first time he suffered a loss when comparing strength. And just now, he was still using a hammer. Yang Yanzhang only used a gun. If it were all hammers, he would probably suffer a greater loss, so he was in a bad mood at this time.

“Not what.”

Yang Yanzhang smiled kindly, then said, "I have an elder who is also a natural divine power, so I feel a little kind of intimate when I see you."

"If you lose this battle, I wonder if you are willing to surrender to the court? I can guarantee that no one in the court will make things difficult for you, what?"

In the past, Tang Shuyu was also born with divine power, so Yang Yanzhang couldn't help feeling a little intimate when he saw Wan He, who was born with divine power, so he spoke for the first time and persuaded him to surrender.

"It's also born with divine power? Are you talking about that dead ghost of Tang Shuyu?"

When Wanhe heard Yang Yanzhang say this, he instantly remembered a person who had already made his ear calluses. From childhood to adulthood, as long as he knew that he was born with divine power, he would put him and Tang Shuyu together.

At first, he felt that he could hear it as compared with the Great Zhou War God, but later as his strength became stronger and he listened too much, he was unconsciously bored.

After Tang Shuyu died, he felt that a dead man was not worthy of putting him together, so when he heard Yang Yanzhang say this, he felt a little fucked in his heart and said directly: "Is the idiot who was easily plotted to death by Situ Yao, who is worthy of being compared with me?"

Hearing this, Yang Yanzhang, who was still smiling and persuading to surrender, his face suddenly became dark.

"Give something shameless."

Yang Yanzhang looked at Wan He with a biting murderous intent in his eyes, and said coldly: "Put you and Uncle Tang together and say that you are a compliment. Even if you are a thing like you, is it worthy of insulting Uncle Tang?"

Uncle Tang and Yu died more than he wanted, and he was considered a rebellious scale of Yang Yanzhang. Now Wan He mentioned these in a disdainful tone, which directly made Yang Yanzhang, who was originally a little jealous of talent, instantly made the murderous intention.

"I'm just insulting..."

Wanhe originally wanted to continue talking, but Yang Yanzhang didn't want to talk to him much, so he just picked up the gun and stabbed him.

The Cunyan gun in Yang Yanzhang's hand changed its angle at will, like a swimming dragon, hovering around the two disposals waving by Wanhe, looking for the weaknesses.

If these two hammers were not big enough to block most of Wanhe's body, at Wanhe's reaction speed, there would have been a few more transparent holes on his body.

"I have the kind of fighting with me!"

Wanhe was harassed by Yang Yanzhang's light and agile style of fighting, and couldn't help but roar, "What's the ability to do this?"

"snort!"

Yang Yanzhang snorted coldly, then said, "At that time, Uncle Tang first entered the Xizhi Realm, he fought against two generals of Wei Kingdom with one against two. "
To be continued...