"Kill."

Loulan is a pawn, and the fight is more courageous. One thousand Wei Wushu, only three hundred left, still struggling.

Wei Liang was covered in blood and gasped for breath. The iron sword in his hand was dyed red. In the sun, there was a touch of enchantment.

A fierce battle, the physical exertion is huge. At this moment, Wei Liang's hand holding the sword trembled slightly. The muscles in his arms ached, and a flash of determination flashed in his eyes.

If you don't succeed, you will succeed.

As the saying goes, if the crockpot does not break from the wellhead, the general will inevitably die in battle. Since Wei Liang joined the army, he has expected today.

The reward is directly proportional to the risk.

I want to wait for the general and make steady progress. You must use your life as collateral and fight with all your might.

"Whew."

Exhaling a breath of hot air, Wei Liang's eyes flashed and he glanced at the battlefield. It was suddenly discovered that the battlefield advantage had been lost.

Right-wing, struggling on its own. On the left flank, Xiao Zhan lingered. In the middle lane, although Ying Fei is a little better, she is also in danger. At this point, there is no possibility of reversal.

"Support the lord, kill."

"Kill."

Three hundred horsemen shouted angrily. In front of the cavalry on the right flank, it was like a flat boat in the angry sea. In the raging rapids, swaying from side to side, erratic.

Yingfei's crisis is becoming more and more prominent.

"Support the Lord."

Xiao Zhan's eyes were red, and he was killed. At this moment, his murderous desire is freaked, and the long knife is invincible. Bloody, sharp as a tiger.

"No."

Five hundred Wei warriors, morale was greatly shaken. There was a will to die in his eyes, and the killing intent was shocking. The soldiers are brave, and the five hundred Wei warriors are like a sharp sword out of the sheath.

The sharp edge was exposed, pointing directly at the Loulan foot.

It is going to use the Loulan Pawn, this earth-shattering giant hammer, supplemented by blood, and the soul of the dead, to refine a peerless divine blade.

Ying Fei listens to all directions and sees six ways. The expression on his face kept changing, and finally his eyes became lonely, and his left hand slowly rose.

Time waits for no man.

He didn't have a chance, half an hour had passed. Of the two thousand Wei warriors, there are only one thousand left at the moment. In the face of the opponent's 5,000 foot soldiers, it was impossible to penetrate at all.

Ying Fei understood, and delayed again. will only let Wei Wushu, as well as himself and others accompany the burial. The left hand was raised, and he was about to give the order to retreat.

"Squeak."

At that moment, the gates of the city opened. A black torrent swept in.

"Support the lord, kill."

Wang Zheng's spear was drawn forward, and two thousand five hundred heavy riders shouted angrily, saying.

"Kill."

The murderous aura permeated the four fields, and the power swept the world. Two thousand five hundred heavy horsemen, like gods and demons, rampaged.

Along the way, slashing, trampling on the dead, countless.

"Flanks back and hold off the enemy."

Tehchi, a look of horror crossed the tiger's eyes. It has never seen such a humanoid tank with incredible lethality. Killing people is like mowing grass, passing all the way, invincible.

"No."

Truss and the two returned to the division at the same time. An army of 15,000 swept towards the heavy cavalry. intends to use his crowd to drag the heavy cavalry.

Give enough time for Tehkey to surround and annihilate Yingfei.

"Boom."

……

"Herod."

……

The war horses neighed, and the two thousand heavy cavalry, like gods and demons, directly crushed over. Even with people and horses, the impact force is unimaginable.

Savage charge, slashing all the way.

Two thousand five hundred heavy horses, and they fought their way out of the bloody road. Chiseled through the Loulan infantry and met the cavalry on both wings of Loulan.

"Reinforcements have arrived, kill."

Riding again, Ying Fei was overjoyed. The words retreated to his lips and swallowed again. The iron sword in his hand was lightly raised, and he slashed forward.

"Kill."

The compatriots were killed, and Wei Wushu was grief-stricken and murderous. Changge struck each other and stabbed forward.

The situation on the battlefield is volatile, and it is not until the last moment. No one can know which side is the one who picks the peaches.

One thousand eight hundred Wei warriors, Chang Ge swept. Rushing from west to east, two thousand five hundred heavy horsemen, swept from east to west. In the midst of endless panic, Tehkey surrendered.

Two thousand five hundred heavy horses, like gods and demons.

With the power of destroying the withering and decaying, the power of thunder and thunder pushes all enemies horizontally. The Macedonian phalanx was broken, and the elite of the Loulan Kingdom was lost.

"Lord, you have nothing to do?"

"Drive."

Wang Zheng patted his horse forward, towards Ying Fei, and said. Looking at Ying Fei, who was covered in blood and embarrassed in front of him, his expression was nervous.

"No problem."

Waving his hand, Ying Fei looked at the battlefield. The Loulan army surrendered, and the battlefield was silent at this moment. The shocking smell of blood is rich and indissolvable.

10,000 Loulan soldiers, all abandoned weapons. Under the watchful eye of the two thousand heavy horsemen, he trembled and looked gloomy.

"My lord."

Ying Fei's eyes shrank, stared at Wei Liang, and said, "Yun Xuan, what's the matter?"

Of the four thousand Wei warriors, only one thousand eight hundred remained. Only in this battle, two thousand and two were killed. Moreover, 1,800 Wei Wu soldiers, eight or nine out of ten were injured.

In this battle, Wei Wushu suffered heavy losses.

Wei Liang's eyes flashed, and his expression became firm. Towards Ying Fei, he arched his hand and said, "Wei Wushu lost most of his losses in the first battle, and his subordinates asked the lord to sacrifice his blood."

"Blood sacrifice?"

muttered, Ying Fei's expression was complicated. He took a deep look at Wei Liang, as well as Wei Wushu, and even two thousand five hundred heavy horses.

From their cheeks, from their eyes. Ying Fei saw hatred, a chilling killing intent, just like substance. Hidden in the depths of their eyes, once it erupts, it will be shattered.

"Three days later, build a high platform with earth and sacrifice it."

"Into town."

Ying Fei's expression changed and said. At the moment he had no choice but to do so. The army under his command hated the soldiers of Loulan very much.

What's more, almost half of the army died in battle. Wei Wushu, most of the loss. The spirit of the army and the spirit of war are all unstable.

At this time, Ying Fei served as the commander of the three armies. An explanation must be made, an example must be made. After thinking about it again and again, Ying Fei made a decision.

Sacrifice it with blood and reshape the soul of the army.

Ying Fei is not a humanitarian, let alone an executioner. I won't kill for no reason, and I won't be a defender.

As long as it is beneficial to herself, except for betraying the country, Ying Fei will not have the slightest pressure. Slaughter the Loulan soldiers, and sacrifice the soldiers to the death with blood. For Ying Fei, there is no harm in everything.

A group of people entered through the west gate. At this moment, Loulan City, the four gates were broken. King Loulan and Gao Huan and other civil and military officials were all in the hands of Pang De.

The country was destroyed in World War I.

Once brilliant, Loulan, known as a pearl in the Western Regions, was officially destroyed at this moment. Ying Fei is not the Emperor of the Han Dynasty, and he will not care about more.

And in 183 A.D., it was no more than before. Loulan people no longer have no more two genera, and they have no chance to settle down.

Ying Fei doesn't care about fame, and for other races, all he has is iron and blood.

In his previous life, he admired a person the most. That man was the iron-blooded Prime Minister Bismarck. Recognize it even more, and roar out the universal truth.

"Truth is only within the range of a cannon!"

However, at this moment, Ying Fei won the battle. More than 10,000 troops are the truth, the absolute truth that makes Loulan monarchs and ministers submit. Ying Fei's eyes flickered, and when she thought of this, she couldn't help but smile proudly.

Of the thirty-six countries in the Western Regions, one country was finally destroyed.

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