Lord in the Mythical Three Kingdoms

Chapter 217: Sharingan

"Lǎng dài sī kā (Why is this happening)!!?"

Hattori Hanzo stared wide-eyed in disbelief.

"He... his speed is actually faster than mine!!!"

Lu Bu grinned savagely, his fiery halberd flashing again.

"Tear the heavens, burn the world!"

A towering wave of blade energy, several meters high, surged forward like mighty waves.

At the center of this blade energy, one could vaguely see an illusory fierce beast roaring wildly.

The speed was so fast that Hattori Hanzo hadn’t even had time to activate his ninjutsu - substitution technique.

He and his warhorse were already blasted away.

This time, Hattori Hanzo didn’t pause for a moment. His hands swiftly drew darts from his waist and cleanly threw them out.

Meanwhile, he was thrown backwards in an instant, his dark figure flickering and darting through the chaotic army like a ghost.

Having just withstood Lu Bu’s powerful attack, his physical condition had become extremely poor, with faint signs of his life force declining.

The disdain he had for the Chinese generals a moment ago vanished in an instant, replaced only by infinite awe and respect.

The people of Sakura, since ancient times, had revered strength, with no mercy for the weak, almost forming a pathological mindset.

Now, being knocked down by Lu Bu, Hattori Hanzo felt boundless reverence for China.

Yet his lord, Hell’s Evil Eye, looked darkly at the rapidly approaching Hattori Hanzo.

Gritting his teeth tightly, "Bagga!!!"

"Baggayalu!! Out ... out of the office ... unexpectedly lost to the weak branches. That made me very angry!"

Before he could continue his angry scolding, a huge change occurred in the situation in the distance.

Long Chen, summoning the celestial thunder, transformed into a ruthless thunderous king in the firmament, with lightning flashing in his eyes.

His horned spear instantly transformed into a thunder spear.

Constant flashes of blue-purple thunder shattered the weak ordinary warriors.

Ahhh!!!

Yamabuki Butterfly!!

Bagga...

Beside Long Chen, Zhao Yun at this moment transformed into the strongest protector.

Shining brightly all over, the music of the silver true dragon surrounded the dragon’s chant.

Roar!

Roar, roar, roar!!

"Silver Dragon Charge!!"

Longdan Bright Silver spear instantly turned into a giant true dragon, several zhang long, twisting the dragon’s body, the silver dragon scales shining brightly in the sun.

Let countless people exclaim loudly "Good job, handsome !!!"

Long Chen and Zhao Yun were like two fierce tigers among a flock of sheep.

An army of confused warriors, having been suddenly attacked by Long Chen’s cavalry, became even more chaotic.

Countless people and horses fell backward, warriors trampling each other, not fighting and yet dying!

Plus, Long Chen’s thunderous thunder, which put countless people and horses in a state of paralysis, made movement difficult and damage even worse.

Seeing this opportunity, Long Chen suddenly launched another powerful charge.

Riding the mighty and domineering Ice Dragon King, he loudly rebuked:

"I, Hua Xia, how could you be so disobedient !!!"

"Since ancient times, the Yamabuki has been a subsidiary of my magnificent Hua Xia, and generation after generation has been loyal!"

"However, in recent times, you have not thought of repaying the monarch, but have attempted to assassinate him, and even sought to seize my magnificent territory of Hua Xia!"

"Today’s actions have already declared your demise!"

"Brothers, follow me in the charge and drive these foreigners out of the city!!!"

Long Chen shouted and his call was answered by hundreds, with all three thousand Tiger and Leopard soldiers to follow.

This is Long Chen’s application of the "Peacekeeping Magic: Enchantment", enhancing these Tiger and Leopard soldiers, thereby significantly boosting their combat prowess.

They surged forward like a fleet of tanks, charging vigorously.

In the rear of the three thousand Tiger and Leopard soldiers were over two thousand Tier 3 special troops - the Yellow Turban Warriors.

Each of them wielded oversized bronze giant hammers, with muscles resembling coiled dragons, thunderously charging ahead.

Cavalry at the front, infantry at the rear.

The cavalry cleared the path while the infantry harvested, maximizing their damage output.

Long Chen and Zhao Yun had already weaved through the army several times.

The Sakura Samurai Legion was gradually falling apart.

As the commander, Hell Ghost Eye was anxiously forced to sound the retreat.

Minamoto Musashi, who was on the verge of capturing the Imperial City, along with his tens of thousands strong army, had to retreat quickly.

Minamoto Musashi stood atop the city walls, unwillingly gazing at the city that was about to be within his grasp.

Upon hearing the retreat signal from behind, he knew something was wrong and had to return to protect his master.

"Retreat! Retreat!!!" (Sakura language)

Upon hearing the commander’s order and the retreat signal from behind, these warriors retreated like the ebbing tide.

Spitting blood, Guan Hai, who had been beaten to a pulp by Miyamoto Musashi, saw the enemy army finally retreating.

He collapsed directly to the ground, panting heavily.

At the same time, he circulated his internal technique.

A huge shadow of a wild boar appeared behind him, and his injuries began to heal rapidly.

The internal technique he practiced corresponded to the ancient ferocious beast - the Mǎngshān Wild Boar.

With thick skin and incredible recovery and defensive capabilities.

At this moment, the Emperor’s Sword also came to Guan Hai’s side and handed him a bottle of healing potion.

"Guan Hai, rest well!"

After a few coughs, he sighed and said:

"Today, thanks to Long Chen’s assistance, otherwise ... otherwise my Emperor’s City would have been in great danger!"

After that, the soldiers on the city wall lay on the city wall and looked far away at the fight between Long Chen’s army and the Sakura Kingdom’s army.

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Commentator Teacher Zēng sprayed while energetically commenting:

"Well, the war has now entered the intense stage. Audience, please look!"

"Long’s use of the Art of Thunder is truly terrifying and unparalleled, directly killing hundreds of men and horses."

"By his side, the White Robe General is also extraordinary. What! He can actually summon such a noble and rare divine beast as a real dragon."

"According to Teacher Zēng’s observations over the years, this general named Zhao Yun definitely has the rank of a Five-Star God-General!"

This wave of commentary directly made Zhao Yun an idol for the Chinese audience.

Beside Teacher Zēng, the beautiful female commentator Xiao E kept echoing Teacher Zēng’s commentary.

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Hell’s Evil Eye looked darkly at the scene before him, clenching his fists tightly.

This was his first battle, and the situation that was supposed to be a certain victory was suddenly broken by Long Chen.

How could he not be furious?

At this moment, Miyamoto Musashi had also led his troops back from the city wall.

Seeing Hell’s Evil Eye, he knelt down on one knee and clasped his fists:

"My lord!"

"With your 30,000 Shadow Warriors, flank from both sides and cut off the enemy’s momentum." Hell’s Evil Eye calmed down and gave the order.

"Yes, sir!"

Shadow Warriors were second-tier troops, specializing in speed and possessing strong attack power, but their drawback was their thin health and poor defense.

After receiving the order from Miyamoto Musashi, he quickly gathered 30,000 Shadow Warriors from the army and divided them into two teams to charge over.

Hell’s Evil Eye suddenly looked towards Long Chen’s position and muttered ominously:

"Sharingan!!"