Chapter Thirty-Nine: A Tragic Battle
"Master of the farm, I heard that you are looking for us in an emergency, I don't know what is important?"
When Lin Qingwan and his party came to the hall, they saw Tian Zixuan talking to a person who looked like a guard.
Looking at the guard's dress, he should have come from the Shuoyue Country, and then look at his dusty and dusty face, with a tired face, he should have come from a fast horse and a fast horse with a starry night.
It seems that something should have happened to the New Moon Country.
"Young master, lord, this guard has come from the Shuoyue Kingdom eight hundred miles to deliver the empress's holy decree."
Tian Zixuan looked at the two and said respectfully.
"See the prince and princess, the 100,000 troops of the Northern Ling Kingdom are coming, the frontier is urgent, the empress is in an urgent situation for 800 miles, and the general is called back to Shuoyue Country to defend against foreign enemies."
The guard knelt respectfully on the ground and said breathlessly.
"In this case, the lord of the grange will return to Shuoyue Kingdom first, and Wan'er will stay in Feixue Villa, please protect her well, and don't let her be hurt in any way, thank you here."
Bai Luochen said with his hands clasped into fists towards Tian Zixuan.
Then he turned around and saw Lin Qingwan frowning and looking at him worriedly.
He smiled and imprinted a kiss on Lin Qingwan's forehead: "Wan'er, you have to take care of yourself, you don't have to look so sad, I promise you, I will be back soon, I will be fine, don't worry, Feiying, you stay to protect the princess." ”
"But Lord Wang, for many years, Feiying has been accompanying you on the battlefield, and you are going alone, and your subordinates are really not at ease."
Flying Shadow knelt on the ground and said anxiously.
As for the prince who saved himself as a child from the pile of dead people in the battlefield, this life belongs to the prince, and he must not let the prince go to the battlefield alone, and there is not even a person worthy of absolute trust around him.
"It's an order."
After saying that, without looking back, he followed the guard towards the door.
"I once said that I will help you whenever and wherever you are, and you also said that you will not leave me alone again, and you must not lose your word, so let me fight side by side with you."
Lin Qingwan took his hand and looked at him firmly.
I don't know why, Lin Qingwan was flustered, she always felt that something was going to happen, and she definitely couldn't let him take risks alone.
Besides, she has never experienced any bloody rain and bullets, at least she is here, and if something happens, she can still discuss countermeasures with him.
"Okay, then let's go back to Shuoyue Country together, that battlefield is purgatory on earth, swords fighting, blood flowing like a river, won't you be afraid of a girl?"
Bai Luochen said with his hand on her upturned nose.
"As long as you're here, I'm not afraid of anything."
Lin Qingwan looked at Bai Luochen gently and said.
It's just that in the next second, Lin Qingwan was stunned, because when Bai Luochen was close to her, he clicked on her acupoint and sealed her spiritual power.
"Bai Luochen, you bastard, you dare to lie to me, if you dare to leave me alone to go to the battlefield, I will never forgive you."
Lin Qingwan shouted anxiously, her eyes were filled with tears, but she stubbornly didn't let the tears fall out.
Bai Luochen glanced at Lin Qingwan reluctantly, didn't dare to look at her again, turned around with his sleeves, and rode away on the colorful divine deer without looking back.
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Xijiang is a barren land located on the border of the Shuoyue Kingdom and the Beiling Kingdom.
The north side of the Xijiang River is close to the Beiling Kingdom is the endless Gobi Desert, the south is a lake and swamp, and the sea in the west is connected to the 10,000-year-old cold ice pool of Xueyue Mountain, so it is a land of ice and snow extreme cold, and there are some herdsmen living in the easternmost part.
The sun is rising, and the desert winds are blowing up the sand.
The two armies faced each other, and the soldiers came to the city.
The 100,000 army of the Beiling Kingdom pressed the border, and the two winged demon beast cavalry were 50,000 each, and the black Beiling Demon Beast cavalry fought against the 50,000 soldiers of the Shuoyue Kingdom, and the soldiers of the Shuoyue Kingdom were wearing red armor, like maple leaves in the autumn colors, fiery red.
With a loud and urgent trumpet, the two armies went to war.
In an instant, under the tower of the Xijiang River, the two armies fought like a mountain and a sea, and the killing was easy to break out in the silent desert, and the wind swept up the wind and sand, so that the smell of blood poured out in an instant.
Swords and scimitars fluttered, bows and spears whizzed, a dense rain of arrows covered the earth like locusts crossing the border, and dull shouts and short roars made the earth tremble!
These are the two most powerful iron armies of the Shuoyue Kingdom and the Northern Ling Kingdom, both of which have a brilliant record of winning and undefeated, and both have the courage to die generously.
The iron man struck, and the demon beast opened its bloody mouth and kept biting the soldiers of the Shuoyue Kingdom with a hideous face.
The bloody swords, the low howl, the sound of the sword cutting through the flesh, the soldiers of the Shuoyue Kingdom continued to fall, and the soldiers of the Northern Ling Kingdom were constantly beheaded.
The smoke rising from the fierce fire of war billowed and dispersed the entire city, and the entire Xijiang River was enveloped and annihilated by the tragic aura of this primitive fighting......
Bai Luochen stood on the desert battlefield with flying sand and rocks in silver armor, and kept swinging the Cangyue Sword in his hand to kill the first wave of enemies.
The soldiers of Shuoyue Country and the soldiers of Beiling Kingdom suffered countless casualties, Bai Luochen kept watching the soldiers around him fall, this was a tragic battle.
The 100,000 troops of the Northern Ling Kingdom pressed towards their team of only 50,000 people frantically, so that he did not dare to slack off in the slightest, and he already had multiple knife wounds on his body.
I have to say that the demon beast mounts of the Northern Ling Kingdom are indeed very ferocious in the battle, which is also the most tricky thing that Bai Luochen feels at present.
Originally, the combat strength of the two sides was not proportional, and the participation of these ferocious and abnormal demon beasts made this battle even more difficult.
After fighting for three days in a row, Bai Luochen's face was tired, and he could see that his physical strength had been overdrawn, and the Cangyue Sword had been stained red with blood.
But in the middle of thousands of miles of yellow sand, there were still a large number of demon beast cavalry swarming, he jumped, one spin, his sword fell, and he killed a large number of demon beasts mercilessly.
The wind of the desert rolled up thousands of miles of yellow sand, and the wind and sand were full of the bloody smell of demon beasts and soldiers, which spread out strong and pungent.
He propped up the Cangyue Sword on the ground, barely supporting his body, and the blood on his body dripped down the sword body onto the yellow sand.
In the wind howling behind him, a large group of demon beast cavalry on the opposite side was rushing towards him, and he was about to lift the Cangyue Sword in his hand to continue fighting.
A man in black armor riding a huge demon beast with bloodthirsty and brutal eyes glanced at Bai Luochen, who was fighting desperately under the city tower.
He took a bow and arrow from the guard's hand and aimed it at Bai Luochen's back to set up a bow and release the arrow, only to see a silver bow and arrow pierce through the desert wind and sand, shooting straight towards Bai Luochen's back......