Dragoons are like iron riders, and most cavalry will basically fall under the sword of the opponent as long as they leave their mounts.

Meng Yu stood on the dragon's head, the big head was held high by him, and the blood splashed a fishy color along the broken neck in the snow mist, like the pen and ink of a famous calligrapher.

Slaying dragons is something that many heroes and soldiers dream of, but Meng Yu, who has achieved this achievement, has no joy on his face, only grief and indignation!

Long Wu Mastiff walked on the battlefield on foot, showing the momentum of 10,000 enemies, and in the face of the surging soldiers, he slashed backhanded, and suddenly split in half!

The seemingly bladeless warlord in his hand slashed their bodies one after another, and the dragon power that rippled around them formed an impregnable barrier, and even the arrows from the sky could not hurt him in the slightest, until he witnessed the dragon fall from the clouds, and then was killed by the cavalry who rushed up.

For the first time, anger appeared in this man's eyes, and his originally pale black eyes turned crimson gold, which was a sign of the dragon blood boiling in his body!

Meng Yu's back suddenly shuddered, and he lowered his head and turned his head to look.

One man suddenly rushed in front of him, wearing dragon armor and holding a war sword.

Meng Yu slashed away with a knife, he didn't notice this opponent who suddenly appeared, he just subconsciously swung his sword to resist the enemy, but the man holding the battle axle jumped up and slashed at Meng Yu.

Sparks fly!

The moment the weapons collided, Meng Yu only felt that a war hammer had hit the knife in his hand, he clenched the handle of the knife and unloaded it, and the blade grazed the battle axle and slashed at the armor of the dragon mastiff.

Long Wu Mastiff didn't dodge, allowing Meng Yu's war knife to slash his dragon scale armor, he let go of the battle Yue and turned around and smashed his fist on Meng Yu's chest, knocking the opponent down from the dragon corpse, laughing heartily.

Meng Yu fell hard to the snow, and Long Wu Mastiff looked down at Meng Yu as if looking at a prey that had fallen into a trap.

He raised the battle axle in his hand in the wind and snow, and in the middle of the dragon scale armor on his body was a dragon pattern biting his tail, and on the shoulder of the armor was a dragon head forged from gold, like a god descending to the world!

"Who are you?"

Meng Yu coughed up a mouthful of blood, picked up two war knives and pointed them at Long Wu Mastiff, the war knife was the weapon he was most familiar with, Hua Ming Pavilion's pioneering sword was famous in the Northern Regions, and as a closed disciple, he naturally picked up a scale and a half claw.

"Most of the dragon armies are dominated by dragons and mastiffs, and the reason why I came here is just to witness the destruction of the Yinguo Iron Cavalry!"

Long Wumastiff laughed and said, "You and your soldiers will all die here, including that third prince of the Great Yin, Chu Xuanzhao, who has been listed by the Zhao royal family as one of the most dangerous people in the world, he must die!"

Meng Yu looked at the man coldly, clenching the hilt of the battle knife, he looked into Long Wumastiff's eyes, and never said a word again.

Long Wumastiff knew that the other party was Meng Yu, the military god of Dayin, and this general of the Northern Domain heard that he had never tasted defeat in his life, and just now he commanded the soldiers to kill a giant dragon

, now it's hard for me to go back and explain to the royal family.

But now he didn't seem to understand Meng Yu's gaze, the man suddenly dragged his knife with both hands, slashed at himself with all his might, and roared: "A person like you is not qualified to face our prince yet!"

"Kill my soldiers?"

"Kill the prince I protect?"

"Kill me?"

"No way!"

Meng Yu roared like thunder and slashed at Long Wumastiff's battle horse, and Long Wu Mastiff blocked one after another, but Meng Yu's knife strength became heavier and heavier, and he didn't care if the war knife was broken out of the crack by his own weapon.

This made Long Wumastiff feel excited, he hadn't met such a strong opponent for a long time, he gritted his teeth and looked at the man who was constantly putting pressure on him, and laughed wildly.

"Very good, you are very good! You did not disappoint me, you are worthy of being the god of war of Dayin, and you are also a beast on the battlefield, I will take your head back to Qingguo and show it to our Emperor Majesty with my own hands." ”

Meng Yu turned around and slashed, and the cold blades hit the armor of the dragon mastiff one after another, and a beastly roar came out of his mouth, but the dragon mastiff's pace was unhurried, like a hunter tempting his prey into a trap.

He can either roar and slaughter like a wild dragon, or wait for the emergence of a favorable opportunity as calmly as water, Meng Yu swings his war knife and repeatedly slashes at the dragon mastiff, this is his battlefield, he wants to be the warrior of that husband!

But Long Wumastiff's seemingly burly body was extremely flexible in action, and the sword opened and closed widely, and it was extremely powerful, but the speed could not keep up with the rhythm of Long Wumastiff, and Long Wumastiff began to half-spin his body and project the weapon in his hand.

Meng Yu saw his weapon quickly approaching him, and roared and hit the war knife in his hand, pressing it his chest, and the place where he was hit by the war axle was like being hit by a battering ram, making him miserable.

The battle that hit Meng Yu rebounded and drew an extremely long arc, and then returned to Long Wumastiff's hand, in this process, Long Wumastiff looked at Meng Yu who was wheezing, and said word by word: "You have lost your will to fight, haven't you? You can't win this war, this will be your death, give up the struggle." ”

Meng Yu stopped talking, clenched the war knife and continued to pounce on it, suddenly jumped up like the silent tiger, the war knife in his hand waved a terrible arc, Meng Yu roared and cut the head of the fragrant Long Wu Mastiff, the powerful knife shone on Long Wu Mastiff's face, but Long Wu Mastiff pressed back and moved, and suddenly opened his mouth wide and bit the war knife in Meng Yu's hand, perhaps because of the dragon's blood in his body, the war knife was easily shattered under his bite!

This shocked Meng Yu, he still had a war knife in his left hand, and he swung out an extremely long arc, but his attack was as ridiculous as a child's beating in Long Wumastiff's eyes.

Long Wumastiff let go of the battle axle, and a punch was thrown on Meng Yu's shattered armor, knocking Meng Yu down on the snow!

"This is the power in me, and it is also the East that you famous generals don't have

Nishi, with such a power that can crush all enemies on the battlefield, your bravery is as ridiculous to me as the charge of a harlequin!"

The dragon mastiff jumped up from the dragon corpse and stepped heavily on Meng Yu's body, and Meng Yu's would spit out a piece of blood from his mouth with each step he stepped on.

He was suddenly speechless, as if he had lost the power to speak, and when he had not yet become a famous general, he would always do something terrible, dreaming that his friends were dying one after another on the battlefield, but he could not do anything about it.

He wheezed violently in the snow, as if he had become a corpse on the battlefield, his hands hanging limply on the ground, unable to lift them again. His vision gradually blurred, and he felt that his breath of life was disappearing with the trampling of the dragon mastiff.

He was unwilling to die at the feet of the enemy, and a generation of famous generals of the Yin Kingdom was trampled to death like ants, which was not the end he deserved.

In the blurred vision, he saw the soldiers falling off their horses one after another in the wailing, he silently looked at the snowflakes falling in the sky, and remembered that many years ago, he was lying in such a snowfield, his parents could not survive the cold winter and died in the stable of his master, and he chose to escape from that hellish home, and finally collapsed in the snow with exhaustion, lying like now.

Maybe he just died, and he would have a good birth in the next life, and he would no longer have to suffer and be tired, until he saw the strange man in armor and riding a horse, the heavy knife at his waist seemed to be higher than him, and the man's eyes were as cold as a knife.

He stretched out his hand to himself and took himself home, and later he knew that this man's name was Hua Mingge, and there were two daughters at home, so he asked himself to call him teacher.

Teacher Hua Mingge has been dead for many years, and now there is no one to save him?

Isn't it time to die?

At this moment, Meng Yu noticed the young prince who was slashing and slashing with his sword, and he tried his best to stretch out his hand to the young prince, just to get him not to approach this monster for himself.

But Long Wumastiff also saw it, and a slightly satisfied smile suddenly appeared on his face, and he let go of the dying Meng Yu.

"Chu instantaneously summoned!"

Long Wumastiff kicked away Meng Yu Mengyu's body, and roared at the white-armored young man not far away, Chu Xianzhao looked at Long Wumastiff vigilantly, and the dragon released from this man forced him to retreat, along with the soldiers around him.

"It is worthy of being Chu Xiaohua's son, it is rare to see a boy who can fight this way, you also want to kill me, right?"

Long Wu Mastiff roared hoarsely, his eyes lit with flames of battle intent.

"Where's your dragon?"

Chu Xianzhao suddenly looked at the sky, but found that the flying dragons were all attracted to the east of the battlefield by the cavalry army, and Long Wumastiff walked into the battlefield alone, but did not bring his dragon.

"Who told you I had to ride on a dragon's head to kill, stupid boy. ”

Long Wu Mastiff made a loud noise

Laughing, he slowly raised the battle axle in his hand, and let out a low roar like a dragon's roar, he strode and slashed in all directions, such a roar made Chu Xianzhao tremble.

Tantai Tranquility hugged Chu Instantaneous Peace's neck silently and left tears, and the spearmen who surrounded Chu Instantaneous to protect Tantai Tranquility rushed forward, and launched an extremely terrible roar in their mouths, their eyes as if they were dyed red with blood.

The weapon in the hand of the dragon mastiff showed a crack like a melt, and rushed in front of the spearmen like thunder, in the face of these hundreds of rushing spearmen, no one thought that most of the dragon protector army would attack in such a dangerous way, and the spearmen at the front had just raised their iron spears and stabbed the heart of the dragon mastiff.

But the dragon mastiff came to him with the spear edge, and used the dragon scale armor on his body to resist his spear, and he slashed his neck with the war axle in his hand, and then he spun like a whirlwind.

He attacked the spearmen in such an uncanny way, and the bloody flowers bloomed in the snow and poured on the body of the dragon mastiff, and the men laughed heartily in the rain of blood, like the projection of the king of Hades in the world.

Chu Xianzhao was suddenly shocked, such a violent way of attacking seemed to let him see his former self, He Zeng also fell into a madness like this, but now he can't go toe-to-toe with Long Wumastiff, there is a girl behind him.

"Stupid!"

He heard the low voice of the dragon mastiff, and the man waved his hand lightly, and the war axle shot out smoothly with bright flames, and in an instant, the man immediately cut off the heads of all the spearmen.

Some of the corpses were still running feebly, but the guns in their hands could no longer be raised, and the heads of people were rolling like mud on the snow, and Long Wumastiff looked at the execution ground he had created with satisfaction, his face proud of a madman.

He is the master of this battlefield.

But the next moment, a certain black shadow swept up from the sky suddenly startled him, and from the pile of corpses, a person suddenly came out, and the person waved the iron spear in his hand and stepped on the corpse and jumped into the air, stabbing the gun in his hand into the head of the dragon mastiff with all his strength.

Long Wumastiff didn't have a weapon in his hand at this time, he could see Long Wumastiff's arrogance, and now let him wait until the moment his weapon came out of his hand, he wanted this man to pay for what he had done.

"General Guo!"

Chu Xianzhao recognized the man, no one expected that this general was hiding in the sea of people, and when Long Wuyan chose to attack Chu Xianzhao and Yutai Ningning, he rushed over without hesitation, and the iron spear in his hand turned into a lightning-like attack.

Long Wu Mastiff instinctively bent down, Chu Xianzhao saw that his neck suddenly lit up, the man roared angrily, and the long-suppressed flames in his chest rushed straight out!

"Dragon's Breath!"

Chu Xianzhao watched as the straight sword-like flame bloomed in front of him like a rose, and the man swallowed the flames like a dragon in the sky, but Guo Changfeng's iron spear failed to succeed in the end, and the dragon's breath that was rolling like thunder caught him off guard.

Guo Changfeng fell heavily in front of Chu Xianzhao with a bright trajectory, and the dragon's breath turned half of his body into charcoal, and even blood could not be seen oozing.

Although Long Wumastiff is not a direct member of the Zhao royal family, his mother is the cousin of the previous Qinghuang, a woman who enjoys the title of princess in Qingguo like Zhao Xi, the Empress of Zhao, and he also has the ability of the Zhao royal family to release dragon breath and dragonization.

At this time, his eyes flowed with red gold like red-hot iron, and his big rough hands even grew claws similar to those of a giant dragon, Chu Xianzhao could even feel his muscles undulating like waves under the dragon scale armor, and the majestic dragon power naturally opened up beside Long Wu Mastiff, and he could even use the breath of nature like a flying dragon to control the qi of this heaven and earth with his own consciousness.

The man looked at Chu Xianzhao and sneered: "Chu Zhao, it seems that this is the place where you are buried, you go against the sky everywhere, today I will teach you to die under the dragon flame." ”

"General Guo......"

Chu Xianzhao let go of Tai'a Sword and gently stroked the man's face, Yutai looked at him with tears in his eyes, and the man opened his eyes with difficulty: "Third Prince, I'm going to die now...... You are going to take Her Royal Highness the Princess and Her Majesty the Empress home...... And my soldiers. ”

Chu Xianzhao put his hand on his heart and nodded vigorously.

"I'm from Shuyue, I don't want my people to continue the war, and I have caused so many wars for something that shouldn't be fighting...... I'm sad, and I know that the empress is also in pain...... I'm a useless general, but I still want to take her back to Lijing City...... What I can't do, I hope you can do it for me, I don't have the ability to do it for me...... I did what I had to do. ”

"Uncle Guo......"

Yutai was quietly choked, Guo Changfeng raised his hand and wiped it on her face, and the tears were wiped away by his hand.

"Her Royal Highness Princess...... I, Guo Changfeng, have lived up to Shuyue in my life, I did something wrong, and now I have made up for it...... I really hope that I can go back to Lijing City alive, I still remember when I was canonized as a general by Her Majesty the Empress, I knelt in front of her with an iron spear, and the officials in court clothes were looking at me, I will never forget that time in my life...... I want to go home. ”

Before he died, he silently said to Chu Xianzhao, "I, Guo Changfeng, have asked a lot in my life, and in the end, I only hope to be a soldier with a clear conscience." Third Prince, please bring Her Majesty the Empress and Her Royal Highness the Princess home, you have to believe in yourself, Li Jingcheng is ahead!"

He laughed and faced Li Jingcheng, put his hand on his chest with the last of his strength, and died.

The quiet cry of the platform gradually rose, and Chu Xianzhao only felt that his head was about to crack, and a strong sourness flowed in his nasal cavity.

Again, again...... No matter how much power he gained, he always watched as those who were far weaker than him came out one by one to protect himself, and yet

After dying. Hua Youyue is right, only the strongest people can hold the Mandate of Heaven, and those who are too weak can only be reduced to the dust of the Mandate of Heaven, unable to protect themselves or others.

Long Wumastiff looked at the sad figure that could only stand firm with a sword, and mocked: "This guy is lucky to die under my dragon's breath, but you Chu instantaneously summoned, if the three princes of the dignified Yin died in Shuyue, even I feel a little pity, but I am curious about where the divine weapon in your hand came from, but you are too weak to grasp the power of the divine weapon, how does it feel like to watch a familiar person die in front of you, do you feel that ten thousand swords pierce your heart?"

Chu Xianzhao didn't say a word, desolate, and clenched the hilt of Tai'a's sword more and more.

The man slowly picked up the blood-stained Zhan Yue from the pile of corpses and sneered: "If you abandon that useless princess, maybe there is still a chance to escape from this battlefield, and go back to Yinguo with half your life to cry to find Chu Xiaohua, it is a good choice." ”

"No ......"

"No?"

"I, the third prince of Dayin, Chu Xuanzhao, will declare war on the Qing'an Dynasty from today onwards!"

Chu Xuanzhao swore in a chilling voice, "One day, I will slaughter all the dragons in the world, step into your Sunset City with the army, and hang you and your soldiers on the city wall, no dragon mastiff...... I'll make you pay a terrible price for what you've done!"

The young man's unwilling voice echoed in this battlefield, and Long Wumastiff actually took a step back under this voice, and his heart was even more cold.

No one in the whole world has ever dared to say such meaningless cruel words as declaring war on the Qing'an Dynasty, but when it came out of Chu Xianzhao's mouth, it was with a solemnity, and the young man in front of him actually vowed to slaughter all the dragons in the world and destroy the entire Qing'an Dynasty?

How did he destroy the Qing'an Dynasty, this is the strongest dynasty in the world, and the Qing'an Dynasty also has the powerful vassal states of the Tang State and the Eastern Sui, you are not declaring war on one country, but against seven countries! Even if it is the third prince of Dayin, you will not survive today, you and your army will die on the concubine pass, even Chu Xiaohua cannot pose any threat to the existence of the dragon, let alone you.

He comforted himself like this, but Chu Xianzhao's words were carved into his heart like nails, with a kind of coldness that could not be dispersed.

"Since you're so dangerous, I'll have to kill you before you can achieve this. ”

Long Wumastiff smiled playfully, looked down at his palm, the red meridians rose and fell in the palm, and muttered softly: "How can you not bow your head in a hundred years of life, I really don't understand, is it really that difficult to bow to someone who is stronger than yourself?"

After speaking, he raised his leg and stepped on the iron armor of a certain cavalryman, and laughed loudly: "The bullshit big Yin iron cavalry armor in the world has been trampled under my feet now." ”

Chu Xianzhao gently lowered the tranquility from his back, clenched the Tai'a sword, and strode in the direction of the dragon mastiff.

Tantai looked at the young man's back stupidly, and at this moment, she only heard such a sentence.

"Long Wu Mastiff, I, Chu Xuan, summoned a sword master to inherit the Xilin Sword God Guan Changye, called a sword red dragon, this sword, please die!"

(End of this chapter) I want to talk about "The Throne of the Apocalypse" with more like-minded people, pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~