On a dirt slope, two figures, a man and a woman, stood side by side.

Looking up at the battlefield not far away, the man wearing a hat had a piece of grass in his mouth, a gloating smile on the corner of his mouth, and a hoarse voice: "Hey, it seems that the iron horse can't hold the world for long!" It's not powerful, the defense line was breached so quickly! In vain, he is also known as the god of war in the Huaxia region! Unbeatable bravery? Phew! ”

One night, the snow fluttered three feet of green silk, and said angrily: "Do you think you don't have back pain when you stand and talk?" The number of players at level 60+ in White Tiger City will never exceed 50,000, and in the face of the entire 100,000 level 60+ knights of the European and American Alliance, the difference between the two is too great, and there is no power to fight at all! ”

Chu Yi pursed his lips, spit out the grass in his mouth, and with a movement of his hands, the Lost City Holy Bow had already appeared in his hand: "The defense lines on the left and right sides of the Iron Cavalry Legion have been completely defeated, let's go." Next, it's time for us to perform! ”

The long and narrow bow body is filled with colorful glow, and on the silver-white bowstring, a brilliant arrow gradually turns from virtual to real!

Condense into arrows!

One night Xue Piao nodded, and in the sound of a bang, the long sword hanging obliquely behind his back suddenly pulled out of its scabbard, and the flying snow waterfall was worthy of the name of the artifact, and the sword blade was like a pool of autumn water, as clear as in the past.

Pulling the hair and biting slightly, the snow drifted in white clothes with the wind overnight, and the body was fluttering, like a fairy falling from nine days, and the corners of his mouth curled up a perfect arc: "Go!" ”

"Okay, I'm going to kill you today!"

……

"God of War!"

"Invincible!"

Loud slogans echoed over White Tiger City.

The tragic battle continues, the god of war in the Huaxia District Iron Cavalry is holding the immortal soldier Huangquan gun tightly in his hand, as if entering a no-man's land, one person, one gun, born in the army of 100,000 European and American alliances, killing a bloody road!

It's like a sharp blade, and no one can beat it!

Behind him, the first general of the Iron Cavalry Legion was inhuman, the demon master asked the sky, the first shield Zhanfeng Hall was cold, and the first assassin was vainly talking, and the battle armor was stained with blood, clashing back and forth in the enemy formation!

Countless players in the Huaxia region carried all kinds of blades and followed closely behind the four of them, fighting bloodily without hesitation!

"Kill!"

The battle shook the sky, the beacon smoke was filled, and all the players in White Tiger City were red-eyed, and even some archers and mages who had run out of arrows took out short daggers and rushed to the enemy with the army, attacking in close quarters, which shows the tragedy of this war!

However, with 50,000 players, White Tiger City hurriedly faced the 100,000 army of the European and American Alliance, this battle, in fact, the result was already doomed, no matter how brave he was in the world, he could not redeem the disadvantage with the strength of one person!

It's a must-lose!

This is known to the Iron Rider World, to God knows, to be inhuman, and all players in White Tiger City know it!

The armies of the European and American alliances are prepared, well-equipped, and the potions are sufficient, and the picturesque reinforcements in the east are blocked halfway, unless there is a miracle happening, otherwise, this battle may really be lost!

The Huangquan spear in the hand of the iron rider was like a yellow dragon, swept out again and again, bringing up a puff of blood flowers, a pair of eyes with blood red, and roared loudly: "MD, the men of Huaxia District, kill with me!" Kill one without losing money, kill two and earn one! Let this group of turtle grandsons see the majesty of our Chinese men! ”

"Buzz!"

In mid-air, a cold glow suddenly bloomed, and a European and American alliance player on a war horse shook his spear, the corners of his mouth flashed with a calm arc, and rushed towards the iron horse world.

The iron rider's eyes were cold, his feet were slightly sideways, his body was fluttering like a butterfly, light and round, and he easily dodged it, and at the same time, the spear in his hand was handed forward violently!

"Poof!"

"-2514 (Critical Hit)!"

The spear stabbed the cavalryman in the throat accurately, blood splattered, and the cavalryman's shocked expression instantly froze, and then slowly fell to the ground.

"Brush!"

Another cavalryman held a long knife in his hand and launched a charge against the iron cavalry world, and the long knife rolled up, bursting into a cold light!

The corners of Tie Qitian's mouth flashed with a contemptuous smile, and he snorted coldly: "Look for death!" ”

The Huangquan gun in his hand suddenly rose up, and a heavy gun curtain was raised, instantly covering the cavalry!

[Dance of the Wind]!

“-1143！”

“-1065！”

“-985！”

Three damage numbers floated from the top of the cavalryman's head, and the cavalryman's eyes widened in disbelief, and the Huangquan spear directly shredded his body!

"Bang!"

The knight's body slammed to the ground, splashing a large cloud of dust!

……

Not far away, the silver-haired and blue-eyed man held a spear in one hand and a reins in the other, looking at the battle in front of him lightly, with an indifferent smile on the corner of his mouth: "Iron Riding the World, I want to see what you can do to resist my 100,000 heroes!" ”

At this time, a scout of the European and American coalition forces rode a war horse and galloped over: "Report! King Arthur led 50,000 skeleton blood horsemen and successfully intercepted the Vermilion Bird City reinforcements in the Revenant Canyon! ”

The silver-haired man with blue eyes flashed and chuckled, "Oh? Arthur, that guy actually stopped the Beacon Smoke? Very good! It seems that the fall of White Tiger City today is inevitable! ”

With a slight wave of his right hand, the silver-haired man gave the order for the whole army to attack: "Attack!" Soldiers, rush with me! ”

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

The eyes of the cavalry were cold, and the shouts of killing shook the mountains and rivers, like killing machines, and everywhere they went, the players in Huaxia District were like mustard, and they couldn't stop their progress at all!

"Their whole army is attacking, and if this continues, we won't be able to resist for long!"

The iron cavalry shot through the body of a cavalryman, and when he looked up, a trace of anxiety flashed in his eyes.

On the side, the demon master asked the sky to swing his sword and hang up a player from the European and American Alliance, gritting his teeth: "Helper, let's retreat to the city first!" If we continue like this, our combat power will increase more and more! ”

"Okay, everyone retreat with me, go back to the city first!" The iron cavalry world is worthy of being known as the god of war in the Chinese region, and at the critical moment, he gave a decisive order.

"Yes, helper!"

"Roger!"

A group of players in the Huaxia District slowly retreated to the White Tiger City with the iron riding the world.

"Bang!"

The gates of the city were slammed shut!

……

On the mottled and engraved city wall, two figures stood side by side, one was the spiritual leader of the Iron Cavalry Legion, the God of War, the Iron Cavalry World, and the other was the first think tank of the Iron Cavalry Legion, the Demon Master, Wentian.

The Iron Rider slammed his fist on the city wall and shouted, "It can't go on like this, you must not sit still!" ”

With his fists clenched, the face of the iron rider showed a trace of unwillingness, known as the god of war in the Huaxia District, he had no way at this time, he felt like a fish on a chopping board, and he had to be slaughtered!

Wentian shook his head, and the corners of his mouth flashed with an inexplicable smile: "Help the master be calm for a while, wait a minute!" ”

The iron cavalry world was stunned when he heard this: "Military advisor, do you have a way to break the siege?" ”

Wen Tian smiled and said nothing.

……

At this time, 100,000 European and American alliance troops had already attacked the city gate, surging towards the city gate like a tide!

The wave of enemy troops rushing to the front has summoned a ladder and set it up on the city wall, and one by one they are not afraid of death and begin to climb up!

Qiye Xue's eyes were cold, and he shouted: "Archer, turn on the indiscriminate attack mode and shoot me hard!" ”

"Whoosh!"

In mid-air, arrows flew like locusts towards the enemy troops below the city!

"Brush, brush!"

On the front line, white light kept flashing.

The silver-haired and blue-eyed man sneered: "Hmph, the end of the strong crossbow!" Rush me and take the White Tiger City! ”

At this moment, the rear flank of the besieging army suddenly fell into chaos, and the shouts and curses came and went.

"What's going on?"

As far as the eye could see, the silver-haired and blue-eyed man couldn't help but be stunned, and in his sight, a bright and cold sword light suddenly shone up, and wherever the sword light went, there must be a player from the army of the European and American alliance who was killed, and then turned into white light.

Dressed in white, a misty figure stepped on the mountain from a distance, and its steps flew and appeared in everyone's eyes.

The woman's appearance is captivating, three thousand green silks are flying like ink, a throwing of her eyes, a glance between her eyebrows, full of a cold charm that rejects people!

That fireworks, which do not eat the world, and have some ancient temperament, are like the smoke and rain of the wind, and walk out from the depths of ancient paintings!

That kind of beauty is like the light clouds and light wind and smoke and rain in March in West Lake!

It seems that any words of praise are a kind of blasphemy against her!

The god of the sword, a night of snow drifting!