In the next moment, the melodious sound of the horn rushed into the sky.

Boom! The huge iron chain dragged the city gate and slowly lifted it under the pull of tens of thousands of soldiers.

The night dissipated, Ye Pojun pulled down his armor, revealing only two piercing and cold eyes, and the rag in his hand gently wiped the giant sword.

The killing intent permeated Ye Pojun's body until the sound of the horn circling above became louder and louder. Ye Pojun skillfully tied the giant sword behind him and strode towards the war horse.

"Old man, a new journey is about to start again!" The tall war horse was covered with silver armor, and Ye Pojun gently patted the horse's back and jumped on the war horse.

Bang bang! The horses neighed, trampling the void, and the sharp sound of breaking wind resounded continuously.

Looking around, Ye Pojun gently patted the horse's back, and the war horse turned into a streamer and rushed straight out.

Millions of silver-armored cavalrymen jumped on horseback one after another at this moment, their movements were neat and consistent, and they pulled down their armor, and the piercing silver light gathered into one, reflecting the sky.

Grabbing the reins of the horse, Ye Pojun's icy gaze swept over the millions of troops, the millions of troops, the killing intent was pervasive, and there was a dead silence, but his battle intent was hovering in the hearts of the silver-armored cavalry.

The silver-armored cavalry, the elite cavalry of the Huangfeng Kingdom, broke through more than 30 empires and was invincible!

After thousands of battles in succession, the strength of this silver-armored cavalry was stronger than that of the Hell Blood Prison Army.

"Whew!" Ye Pojun held the giant sword behind him with his big hand, unsheathed, pointed his sword at the sky, and roared up to the sky: "Silver armored cavalry!"

"Invincible!" the millions of silver-armored cavalry drew their giant swords behind them. A million fierce breaths rushed into the sky.

A general trend permeated Ye Pojun. Pulling the reins of the horse, Ye Pojun looked at the tall city gate, his eyes were cold, and he shouted: "Attack everything!"

"Sweeping the Martial God!" The thunderous sound of horses' hooves broke through the air, and millions of silver-armored cavalrymen waved the giant swords in their hands, riding their horses and galloping, although there were many people, they still maintained the cavalry camp, and followed Ye Pojun in an orderly manner.

The momentum was huge, shaking the heavens and the earth! Ye Qing, Lin Dao and the others also appeared in the air. Looking at the tens of millions of blood prison troops behind him, he waved his arms and shouted, "Yang Yang Martial God!"

The swordsmen and cavalry of the Blood Hell Army roared out: "Only I am in the Blood Prison!"

The neighing sound of the tall dragon horse actually suppressed the earth-shattering war drums for a while.

"The sword points to the sky!" the dragon leaped down. Roar in unison.

Millions of Blood Hell Lions followed Ye Ta, forming a rigorous phalanx, their swords unsheathed one after another, and the dazzling sword light dispelled the darkness left by the night: "Reorganize the mountains and rivers!"

Holding the pearl of life and death, Gongzi Su stood on the peaks in the distance, looking at the tens of millions of lions below, the battle intent slowly rose in his heart, and tens of millions of lions in the blood prison descended on the Martial God Continent. Just to make a contribution!

"Inform the sword camp and prepare for battle!" The strong soul power swept out at this moment, and Gongzi Su closed his eyes and said coldly.

"No!" several lieutenant generals led the order, and among the peaks, a sword groan sounded, and then fell silent again.

The roars of tens of millions of lions brought a monstrous momentum, standing on the city tower, a smile appeared at the corner of Ye Wushuang's mouth: "The elite of the Emperor Feng Kingdom is here, and today we must make the Moon God Empire pay the price!"

"The elite of the whole country. Lay down a lot of layouts, just for this moment!"

Even in the past, Ye Wushuang had led an army of millions to break through the countries.

However, today in command of tens of millions of troops, the fighting spirit involuntarily permeated in his heart, and Ye Wushuang tried his best to control himself. Hold your horses.

The sound of the piano fluttered, and Ye Chen stroked the piano with one hand. Holding the wine jug in his left hand, his eyes fell on the end of the sky, and his eyes showed anticipation: "It's coming!"

At the end of the Wujiang River, faintly, the earth trembled, and a melodious war drum also rushed into the sky.

At the end, tens of millions of troops, mighty down!

A drizzle of rain fell on the armor. Meng Tian stood on the tall carriage, pulled by several tall dragons, and stepped into the air. ...,

Several martial arts realm lieutenant generals stood on both sides, condescending, Meng Tian looked out, and at the end of his line of sight, there were dense ant-like phantoms, and the cold light refracted by them reflected the sky.

The horn is melodious, and the hunting battle flag is planted in the entire Wujiang River.

The shadow of a small city tower appeared behind him, and seeing this scene, Meng Tian's heart sank slightly: "Sure enough, it's here!"

"Boss, the enemy camp is strict, and it is obvious that they have been waiting here for a long time!" a lieutenant general said with a frown.

At the beginning, the warrior who was reincarnated with the prince was by no means Meng Tian alone, as well as many generals, such as dozens of deputy generals in front of him, and it was Li Xin, the general of Tiangang Daqin, who spoke out before.

Looking leisurely at the end of the Wujiang River, Meng Tian first sighed slightly, with his many years of experience in marching and fighting, he could see at a glance that the enemy army stationed on the shore of the Wujiang River was by no means as simple as 20 million troops.

"The strength of the 20 million army is comparable to that of our army, but our army is all elite this time, and it is easy to break the two armies of the enemy!" said a lieutenant softly, his eyes showing confidence.

As soon as these words came out, Li Xin shook his head and said lightly: "On the shore of the Wujiang River, there are many peaks, but between these peaks, the voices of the beasts are silent, and there must be fraud!"

"I'm afraid that this group of peaks has also ambushed the enemy army!" Li Xin said with great certainty, his eyes looking at Meng Tian.

Hearing this, Meng Tian was silent for a moment, and then chuckled: "General Li Xin, how is this army of the Emperor Feng Kingdom compared to the army of the Tiangang Kingdoms?"

"The Army of Blood Hell may be comparable, but the army of the Emperor Feng Kingdom is slightly inferior!" Li Xin said directly.

"In the past, I followed the emperor to pacify the Tiangang countries and swept away the Xiongnu and other countries, hehe, the Tiangang countries can't help me, and today's Huangfeng country can't help me!" At this moment, Meng Tian's tone was extremely flat, but the confidence revealed in the plainness could be felt by anyone. Previously, although Meng Tian proposed to the prince the strategy of four non-battles, when he really faced it, he had to go all out to fight this battle.

"Although General Meng Tian has been reincarnated for the tenth generation, he has not used the way of marching and arranging formations for thousands of years, but it is easy to break this Huangfeng Kingdom!" Li Xindao, he had seen Meng Tian's reincarnation, and he was alone on the battlefield, and he was undefeated!

Hearing this, Meng Tian smiled faintly, closed his eyes, and his ears seemed to be surrounded by a low and powerful piano sound, "The countryman is unequaled, Ye Wushuang, this person should not be underestimated!"

"Today, I will meet this Ye Wushuang with the way of marching and arranging the formation, and inform me that the members of the Martial Dao Realm of the Prince's Hall will go all out to kill the Hell, Sword God and other Martial Dao Realms!"

"No!" a lieutenant general took the order, and a brilliant sword light rose from the rear of the army.

It's just that when Meng Tian's gaze swept over the peaks, his gaze was slightly stagnant, and his eyes showed a touch of helplessness: "What should be faced must be faced after all, today is not only the fate of the five generations and the prince, but also the fate of you and me!"

"If you and my brother can gallop on the battlefield, how good it would be, it's a pity, it's really a pity!" The helplessness in Meng Tian's eyes gradually dissipated, and he gently touched the spear and giant sword, "I am no longer Gongziyu, but Meng Tian, walking alone on the battlefield!"

Li Xin raised his head, his eyes were a little solemn, and he looked at the shore of the Wujiang River that was gradually emerging.

"It's his piano sound!" Meng Tian smiled slightly, and said: "He is the only one in the world who can play this kind of piano sound, tens of millions of troops are pressed in, and his mood is not turbulent, and he regards tens of millions of troops as ants, only he has such courage!"

"Five generations of moon gods!" Li Xin muttered, his eyes subconsciously looking behind him.

Boom! In the sky above the black oppressive army, the heavens and the earth roared in unison.

Tens of thousands of black-clad cavalrymen, stepping on dragon horses, pulling an extremely gorgeous chariot into the air, the melodious dragon roar sounded in vain. ...,

A huge phantom appeared around the chariot, and it was the Heavenly Dragon Phantom, the Nine Heavenly Dragon Phantoms, thousands of zhang long, the Nine Dragons were circling, and the general trend was condensed.

On the shore of the Wujiang River, Ye Wushuang stood on the city tower, as soon as the melodious dragon chant appeared, the war drums of the two armies were overwhelmed, and his eyes met the hovering celestial dragon phantom, Ye Wushuang's heart shook wildly, and his blood surged.

At dawn, the sun had not yet risen! After the chariot appeared, the Nine Heavenly Dragon Phantoms were like a scorching sun, illuminating the entire heaven and earth.

A figure of cultivation sat on the chariot, like a god descending to earth, and the boundless coercion was pervasive, and it was impossible to look at it directly!

The drizzle turned into snow and fell down from the chariot, and this one person alone suppressed the momentum of tens of millions of troops!

"Great Qin Nine Heavens Dragon Roar, Prince!" Looking at the chariot that broke through the sky, a touch of blind fanaticism appeared in the eyes of Li Xin and the others.

"Sure enough, it's Daqin!" The sea of fire was churning, and many martial arts realms such as Fire Qilin, Mu Chen, etc., stepped into the air to meet the general trend of roaring.

A depressing aura spread in the hearts of tens of millions of troops, Ye Pojun's sword eyebrows frowned slightly, sensing the change in his own momentum, a hideous smile bloomed at the corner of his mouth, the giant sword was raised again, bringing the sound of breaking the wind, and shouted: "Those who kill 10,000 people are knights, those who kill 100,000 people are marquis, and those who kill millions of people are kings, sons, if you want to make meritorious contributions, those who are crowned kings, kill, kill, kill!"

"The silver-armored cavalry is invincible and invincible!" the army roared as it raised its head to the sky, trying to break through the momentum brought by the Nine Dragons Phantom.

10,000 cavalry stepped out of the air, and on the chariot, the prince looked at the armies on both sides with an indifferent expression, and a smile rose at the corner of his mouth: "It's been a long time!"

The momentum of the tens of millions of troops of the Moon God Empire condensed at this moment, overwhelming the army of the Emperor Feng Kingdom in one fell swoop!

Bang bang! Ye Wushuang's figure retreated a few steps back, his face was pale, and his mouth was bloody.

However, when Ye Wushuang retreated to the fifth step, a gentle force held it up, and at the same time, above the Wujiang River, in the small building, the sound of the piano gradually changed from the initial low to tactful, and the golden iron horse.

The sound of the piano floated out like flowing water, turned into a drizzle, and fell on the general trend of the Moon God Empire, and the general trend collapsed in vain, and the oppression brought by the Nine Dragons Phantom was also slowed down.

"Xiaolou listened to the spring rain overnight, who will play the chess game in the world?" In the ancient pavilion, Ye Chen raised his head, Gujing Wubo's gaze fell on the end of the sky, and a smile also appeared on his face: "You and I can play the chess game of the world, it's been a long time!" (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to (.) to vote for recommendation, monthly pass, your support is my biggest motivation. )