War has always been a pile of white bones, and countless soldiers who are in the prime of their lives have been buried like this, not to mention that the bones have returned to their hometowns, and some of them are even difficult to fall all the corpses.

Everyone knows this truth, but it is always unavoidable, sometimes, so many lives are filled, just because of the joy and anger of the person in a high position, this kind of right is always desirable.

Bei Jinghong clenched the mountain and river fan in his hand, and didn't care about maintaining the usual appearance of talking and laughing on his face, staring at the army of the Xiliang people and the southerners who began to move with a black face.

It's really good, it's really going to stir people's hearts, and if anyone says that the Xiliang people are all reckless people in the future, he will have to cut off his head.

Bei Jinghong gritted his teeth with hatred, his chest couldn't help but rise and fall, and his fox eyes were almost flawed.

As far as the eye could see, before the Northern Wuxian was independent of the enemy army by one man and one horse, but what he regarded as his opponent was thousands of troops, and under this moonlit night, the army almost formed a black river.

Listening to the voice of the enemy, Bei Jinghong finally couldn't help but take two steps forward and jumped onto the city wall, and shouted loudly at the enemy army with a folding fan in his hand

"Chen Xuande, the army is current, and it can't retreat, I order you to bring 50,000 cavalry to help the prince, and the rest are stationed under the city wall, listen to my orders....."

Chen Xuande was unwilling to retreat, regardless of his identity.

Just saying that he was now a fourteen-year-old boy carrying himself in front of his group of veterans, facing those thousands of troops alone, his heart was like a knife.

As a general, as a father, no matter which one, his eyes are sour and flawed when he sees this scene, if it turns out that the soldiers of the Northern Regions lack morale, then they are full of blood boiling when they see the bravery of the previous Wuxian.

So when Bei Jinghong's voice fell, and Chen Xuande responded, those cavalry all let out a wolf-like roar, and then galloped wildly.

At this moment, the enemy army, which had already reached 100,000, was less than three feet away, but the young man in black clothes and black armor with high black hair still did not move.

But seeing him with a horizontal sword in front of him, his aura was awe-inspiring, a pair of phoenix eyes were cold, a little more noble, a little more majestic in the world, and the blood flowing from the tip of the sword dripped into the sand and made a ticking sound, but compared to the enemy army riding horses and galloping in front, it was really nothing.

The general Xiliang who had just spoken, from the beginning of the horse, his eyes were full of crazy killing intent, in his eyes, the variables of Wuxian were too great, it was better to kill first, even if it was a big price...

There were sudden exclamations on the city tower, and the noise was so noisy that Bei Jinghong was on the verge of victory, and he turned around and was about to roar, but saw Hua Wuyue, who was dressed in red, hurriedly returning with Jinwei.

The evil aura on Jin Wei's body is terrifying, how many battle-hardened soldiers are terrified, looking at their eyes, looking at the momentum on their bodies, this is not as simple as killing people, it is completely in the pool of blood.

The soldiers slandered their stomachs, but now the situation below did not allow them to pay attention elsewhere, so they just glanced at it and exclaimed twice. Before Bei Jinghong could scold, there was no movement.

Hua Wuyue's face, that bright and beautiful energy, is more like an uncle and nephew than Bei Jinghong, he walked to Bei Jinghong with a solemn face at this time, and respectfully hugged his fists and said, "Marshal, what the prince ordered has been successful..."

Hearing this, Bei Jinghong didn't show the joy he should have, but with a gloomy face, he raised his chin under the city wall. But that's enough!

Hua Wuyue moved her gaze to the city wall, and took the situation of the two parties into her eyes by the light of the fire, and when she saw what was happening, Hua Wuyue's eyes widened for a moment, and she gasped.

I couldn't care about it anymore, but I saw Hua Wuyue raise her hand to greet Jinwei, and jumped down from under the city tower, even if there was no horse under him, he quickly caught up with the team of 50,000 cavalry led by Chen Xuande before, and at this moment, they were still almost a hundred zhang away from Wuxian, compared to the enemy army, it was too far behind...

At this time, the enemy army and Wuxian were only three feet apart, and Wuxian was standing on the back of a horse, but his hand took out something from the satchel around him, no one knew, but when the north wind blew, he saw Wuxian raise his hand high, in the moonlit night, even if there was a fire, but it was still unclear what Wuxian had done.

However, when he saw that the enemy army was less than a foot away from Wu Wu and could fight with his troops, the soldiers of Xiliang who were running at the forefront and led the horses to foam at the mouth and convulsed all over.

After three breaths, he was already lying on the ground in front of Wuwu, standing alone and on a horse facing the wind, black clothes and black hair, black horses and white buns, indescribably terrifying, as if he really looked like the soul messenger from hell.

General Xiliang, who watched this scene and followed the team, was even more afraid, but the more he was afraid, the more he wanted to kill him, Xiliang couldn't go back, only by breaking through Lancheng, they had a way out, but these couldn't tell these warriors, only by fighting, only by winning could there be a way out.

No matter which country, he has always been a son of heaven and a courtier, he is close to the king of Xiliang, and has a good relationship, whether this sudden rise to the throne of the Nine Emperor Princes will leave him with a life, he has never thought about it, he only knows that if it is him, he will not leave any unstable person.

Therefore, he can only fight, as for these Xiliang warriors, they can only live and die with him, a touch of gloom flashed in the general's eyes, and even looking at the surrounding Xiliang soldiers was a little less warm.

Seeing that Fang Cai was like a god helping to bring down many people, he was shocked that his own people were unstable, and he immediately waved his knife and shouted, "Calm down." Whoever killed this person, the warrior was named the captain, and the captain was named ten thousand generals..."

This roar is really useful, it is a man who has ambition and dreams, and it is in front of him at this moment, no one will be willing if he does not fight, Xiliang soldiers screamed and stepped on the corpse of their companions and forced towards Wuwu, and the general raised his eyes and skimmed the group of hesitant southerners beside him and snorted coldly

"At this moment, we are allies, I advise you not to retreat, you have been discovered by them, no matter how much pressure or conquest the Northern Regions puts on you, you will not be able to bear it.

At this time, the only way to fight with me is the best policy, if you really retreat, no matter what happens in the Northern Regions at that time, my Xiliang will never let you go, just right, our food for the winter is not enough............"

The general rode on a tall horse, and his body grew taller and taller, and at this time the grin was not a little friendly, only gloomy. The southerners muttered and exchanged ideas, and finally glared at the general fiercely, but still followed with his weapon brandished.

At this moment, the enemy army had already clashed with Wu Wu, and the soldiers of the Northern Regions who came behind them were still fifty feet away from them...........