Both ends of the Red River.

One is Bai Qi, the killing god who is in the year of fighting.

One was the rightful regent of the Northern Dynasty.

There are top masters in the rivers and lakes, and they all go out of the mountains to fight.

On the battlefield, there are also world-famous generals, with hundreds of thousands of men as chess pieces for all living beings, in this vast territory, arranging troops and indulging in fighting.

Wolf smoke rose into the sky and surrounded the sky.

The Ningzi Wang Banner and the blue banner of the Northern Dynasty were successively in mid-air, rising up, and no one wanted to bow their heads.

"Woohoo."

The horn is so terrible that it is still ringing.

It's just that at this moment, there is a sudden touch of sadness.

It's like a young woman who cares about the scholar, waits for year after year, and finally learns that her life is dead after marrying another wife.

The sad voice is tactful.

Shake this piece of grass and eagles fly before, but now it is embarrassed and full of smoke.

In the coming year.

The green grass of spring will once again fill the area with a sea of green.

However, some people are destined not to come back.

The flowers are similar every year, but the people are different every year.

"Boom!"

On the wide plain, there were hundreds of cavalry, with solemn expressions forming a solid human wall, each holding a war spear nearly two meters long, diagonally in front of the eyebrows.

Directly opposite them was an old man covered in blood and holding the ground with a sword in his right hand.

More air intake, less air outlet.

There is not much life left.

"Whew."

There was dead silence all around, except for the sound of heavy panting.

Since the seven swords were unsheathed, the halberd army, which had swept through the invincible and combined the two branches of infantry and cavalry, suffered the worst casualty rate in history.

The seven old slaves who came out of the Ning family's royal family.

has lived for most of his life, his nationality is unknown, and it seems that the last years of his life will be concluded by the coffin of wasted years.

I never thought that I would be here today, and I killed a great ferocity.

A sword flies, and the head is directly beheaded.

The bloody heads, like falcons flying in the air, rushed up into the sky in the blink of an eye, and in an instant, they were completely crushed by the wanton sword qi.

It's like a rotten dead leaf that has been destroyed by a strong wind, and it has no power to resist it.

"Whoa."

The red blood stains that filled the air flew under the sky.

There was a faint, but distinctly audible sound of raindrops.

This picture is really shocking and terrifying.

So much so that the Euphorbia Army, which was so numerous, couldn't help but feel a chill after seeing this scene.

The two armies are facing each other, and morale is the most important.

As the saying goes, one drum and then three times exhausted, it was originally a halberd army with the ambition to swallow mountains and rivers, but it had not had time to confront Bai Qi's army head-on.

On the banks of the Red River, it encountered serious obstacles.

The front army was beheaded, the Chinese army was in chaos, and the rear army could not move the space to replenish the position.

"I still remember that when the Euphorbia Army was first established, Li Chunyang once swore that his armored legion, let alone the battlefield, even if the masters of the rivers and lakes came, it was like killing a down-and-out old dog."

Over the past ten years.

Li Chunyang's halberd army has indeed completed a lot, and it has a brilliant record of abusing and killing masters of the rivers and lakes with sharp armor.

In the most glorious battle, Huangfu Tai's army was divided into three ways to attack a dynasty of the end that was surrounded by hundreds of thousands of troops.

The master of that dynasty is a veritable top swordsman.

Titled Xicang Sword King.

Not only is the cultivation of the whole body for the merit, but the kendo comprehension is even more outstanding.

On that day, in the battle of the dead country, the whole clan surrendered.

He was the only one, wearing a yellow robe and a horizontal sword between square inches, intercepting the unstoppable halberd army with the power of one person.

In the end, it was Li Chunyang who personally led people to trample this real master of the rivers and lakes into a puddle of meat mud.

Leave a head alone and hang the city for seven days to prove the arrogance of the Euphorbia Army.

On the occasion of this battle, the Euphorbia Army sat firmly in the first place, known as the most invincible undefeated army in the northern territory.

Huangfu Taiyi was even more proud of the Euphorbia Army all his life.

And after that, Li Chunyang, because he had a 150,000 halberd army, never took the so-called masters of the rivers and lakes in his eyes, and even regarded them as ants, which could be crushed at will.

But......

This time, Li Chunyang sat on the main platform of the rear army, watching this scene from a distance, and his entire palms were bursting with cold sweat.

Seven swords break six.

Six people lost their combat effectiveness and survived.

The last remaining Ning family sword seemed to have reached the end of its crossbow, but it also disturbed the morale of his halberd army, as well as its core strength.

"Click!"

An empty, bloody, desolate battlefield.

The sword broke.

Xu Wei relied on the half-handled sword, knelt on one knee, forcibly supported the crumbling body, and then looked at the Ning family Wang Cheng behind him with slow movements.

One glance is not enough.

Take another look.

The Forbidden City, which has lived for decades, is finally going to say goodbye.

If there is an afterlife, I am worried, and I still want to be a member of the Ning family?!

"Boom!"

The halberd army, which was finally able to use its fists and feet, almost rushed forward hard, and the reason why it was so was that he was afraid of Xu Wei when he was dying, and suddenly returned to the light.

Previously, they had seen how terrifying Xu Wei's sword was.

If the opponent is dying and counterattacking, it is enough to cause a large number of casualties.

OK.

A sharp war spear drove straight in, successfully pierced Xu Wei's chest, and pierced back and forth firmly to nail him.

"Grass you|mother|mother|, come again? Can't kill? ”

This low-ranking military officer from the Northern Dynasty salivaed fiercely, and glared at Xu Wei angrily.

Snort.

Four war spears in a row, divided into the left armpit, abdomen, and shoulder.

Then the five of them worked together to forcibly pick Xu Wei's body into the sky.

Maybe he lost his courage by being killed just now, and now he finally has the opportunity to make a move, so all kinds of subordinate methods emerge in endlessly.

"Boom!"

However, don't wait for everyone to do it.

The void suddenly exploded with a terrifying white line, and the five men in the army were actually knocked off by Qi Qi to break their bones, and with the breeze, red blood bloomed all the way.

After the white line.

It is a brand new Ningzi Wang flag.

Xu Youkan's body was falling, lying on the banner with the word Ning as the number.

Qingshan buries loyal bones everywhere!

Bai Qi raised his usual indifferent gaze, jumped over countless delicate helmets that shimmered with luster, and fell towards Li Chunyang in the army of the Northern Dynasty.

This glance made Li Chunyang, who is now the regent, feel frightened for no reason.

"The sixth prince asked you to break the formation of the halberd army, Bai was powerless to resist, and at the same time, he happened to have the plan to fight more with less." Bai Qi stared intently at Li Chunyang, who was looking at him from afar.

Then he continued, "But, I also promised the young marshal to take you back. ”

Xu You's tired and weak index finger carefully stroked the Ningzi Wang Qi in front of him, but he didn't squeak.

It's just that I sigh in my heart, it's so soft!

The next moment.

This killing god, who had already entered the realm of the sub-saint, took dozens of steps.

Behind him a torrent of steel, advancing horizontally.

The Battle of the Red River completely kicked off.

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