The king of southern Xinjiang has been rampant in southern Xinjiang for so many years, if there is no real kung fu, it is impossible.

His Royal Highness the King of Chu is the god of war of the Northern Jin Dynasty, and the twelve-year-old horse stepped on the joint venture of Northern Goryeo.

After the two of them exchanged swords a few times, the king of Nanjiang felt exhausted, and the personal soldiers he brought wanted to come forward to rescue, but they were stopped by Xia Yang and the guards to fight together.

After His Royal Highness the King of Chu fought with the King of Southern Xinjiang, he felt that the King of Southern Xinjiang's physical strength and martial arts were inferior to his own, and it was only a matter of time before he killed the King of Southern Xinjiang.

Hearing the sound of a grenade in the distance, I knew that this was Jiang Ziyan and them, but I didn't know how Yan'er was now.

His Royal Highness the King of Chu didn't have the heart to waste time here with the King of Southern Xinjiang, and when the two of them made a mistake again, His Royal Highness the King of Chu slapped the King of Southern Xinjiang on the back with a knife.

The king of Nanjiang shook his horse, wanting to stabilize his figure, but after His Royal Highness the King of Chu slapped him, the knife slashed forward and cut the belt that held the saddle in place.

As the saddle fell to the ground together, the king of Nanjiang didn't wait to get up, and was rushed over by the guards brought by Xia Yang, wielding a sword and slashing indiscriminately, Xia Yang cut off the head of the king of Nanjiang and hung it on his waist.

Things happened too quickly, and by the time the soldiers and generals in Southern Xinjiang reacted, the king of Southern Xinjiang had turned into a pile of rotten meat.

"The king is dead!! In a panic, some soldiers from southern Xinjiang exclaimed.

Those who are still alive, the soldiers and generals in southern Xinjiang, are desperate in their hearts, seeing that there is a thunderstorm descending on the world here, and the king is gone, they don't know what the point is to kill again.

"Kill !!" The soldiers of the Northern Jin Dynasty began to shout again, and the shouts came from the four directions of the southeast, south, and northwest, one after another, and they lasted for a long time.

The soldiers of southern Xinjiang will be surrounded in the middle, devastated by the thunder, this is the day to the death of southern Xinjiang.

Many soldiers gave up fighting and rushed out with their men to the weak places of the Northern Jin Dynasty.

Many of the soldiers in southern Xinjiang who were injured by grenades were trampled under their feet by their own people, and finally turned into meat puree.

The generals of southern Xinjiang who escaped set up archers outside the encirclement to prevent the soldiers and horses of the Northern Jin Dynasty from catching up.

"Rush over!" The soldiers of the Northern Jin Dynasty who caught up saw that there were archers blocking the front, and the soldiers led the team and ordered to advance, and the soldiers rushed forward in the rain of arrows.

A row of soldiers from the Northern Jin Dynasty fell, which did not affect the speed of the advance of the Northern Jin Dynasty soldiers and horses, and the archers in southern Xinjiang began to flee, and the southern Xinjiang soldiers who were surrounded inside scolded them, scolding those archers for blocking the way to escape, and scolding those who were officials for throwing them down and only caring for their own lives.

The pursuers of the Northern Jin Dynasty chased after them from the gap that rushed open, and the officers and soldiers of southern Xinjiang who were surrounded inside saw that there was a way to escape, and they squeezed to the gap together, throwing away their armor and removing their armor, so they were not embarrassed, shouting and scolding in their mouths, and the war horses raised their heads and neighed.

Jiang Ziyan saw that the soldiers and horses on both sides were mixed together, so he pulled out his dagger and joined the battle group.

Ye Yu Ye Cicada followed behind Jiang Ziyan, and the three of them were horns at each other, all the way to the place where the soldiers were densely populated in southern Xinjiang.

There are many archers in southern Xinjiang, and now they have no distance advantage, and they are not as good as ordinary infantry, in the face of the soldiers of the Northern Jin Dynasty, the archers of southern Xinjiang, no matter how superb their archery skills are, they have become vulnerable, like lambs to the slaughter.

The sword flashed, the heads of the archers fell to the ground, the soldiers of the Northern Jin Dynasty crossed the corpse forward, and those who came behind, whether it was the Northern Jin Dynasty or the people and horses of the Southern Xinjiang, did not look at what they were stepping on, and stepped directly on the corpse, and the meat on the ground became more and more, mixed with yesterday's mud, if it were not for the white bones looming, who could know what was on the ground.

In the distance, the soldiers under the banner of the King of Southern Xinjiang did not know that the King of Southern Xinjiang was dead, and where he was still guarding the royal banner.

Jiang Ziyan took Ye Yu Ye Cicada to kill under the king's flag, looking at these Southern Xinjiang soldiers in front of him, there was no legendary Southern Xinjiang King.

The three of them harvested the heads like a watermelon, and in the blink of an eye, they killed these southern Xinjiang soldiers who guarded the Wang Banner, lost their souls, dropped the Wang Banner, and ran forward desperately.

The soldiers of southern Xinjiang in the distance originally heard the shouts of the king's death, and saw that the king's flag in the distance was still standing there, thinking that someone was disturbing the morale of the army. Now that the king flag is gone, he knows that the general trend has gone, and the whole army has lost the will to fight.

Originally, the soldiers and horses in southern Xinjiang had an advantage in numbers, but now this advantage has become a disadvantage.

A tragic scuffle, with the exchange of soldiers on both sides, was once again staged outside the royal court of southern Xinjiang.

No matter how strong Wang Rao of Southern Xinjiang is, he has now embarked on the Huangquan Road, and his generals are falling apart, and there are those who want to save the situation, but there is no way to do it at this time.

There was a call of a flying eagle in the sky, which was a bird only in southern Xinjiang, and the people of southern Xinjiang once proudly called them eagles.

Now this bloody piece has attracted their condor, just waiting for the war to end and help them clean up the battlefield.

The living don't care what the eagle is going to do, and the dead don't feel the pain of the eagle's peck. A flock of flying eagles, dodging swords, spears and halberds, swooped down again and again, pecking at the meat on the ground.

Nangong Hao led the guards to chase the fleeing Southern Xinjiang soldiers, walked forward for a mile, and caught up with the Southern Xinjiang soldiers who were about to flee to the sea outside the royal court.

When they arrived at the beach and boarded the big war ship, Rao is Northern Jin Dynasty people had the merit of going to heaven and earth, and they couldn't help them.

The guards led by Nangong Hao caught up with these southern Xinjiang soldiers when they had seen the sea, and they didn't give the other party a chance to breathe, and a decisive battle began.

Nangong Hao took the guards to the place with the most dense soldiers and horses, there must be generals in southern Xinjiang, as long as the leader is taken, the rest is a plate of loose sand, and it is effortless to clean up.

Today's soldiers in southern Xinjiang have seen the sea, and their desire to survive forces them to make a final fight, and their combat effectiveness is more than twice as strong as usual.

The guards led by Nangong Hao desperately killed the dense places of soldiers and horses in southern Xinjiang, and the soldiers in southern Xinjiang were either killed or pulled behind them, and after a while, Nangong Hao and they arrived at the core of the soldiers and horses in southern Xinjiang.

The generals who rushed over saw that His Royal Highness the King of Chu had rushed in with people, as if they were surrounded by people from southern Xinjiang, and some generals shouted: "Give Lao Tzu to rush in!! Protect His Royal Highness the King of Chu!! ”

Behind them, soldiers and horses from southern Xinjiang arrived, and these people turned around and fought with the people behind them.

I saw that a scuffle began, but it was a different venue.

If the soldiers in southern Xinjiang are fighting the trapped beasts, they can live for a while, and if they can't say that they will be in a different place the next moment, they will become a delicious meal in the mouth of the eagle.

Now the total number of soldiers and horses on both sides is not more than 50,000, Rao is like this, the sound of shouting and killing is still floating in the sky, and the echo is far away.

Those wealthy people in southern Xinjiang who had some family assets hid their gold and silver and hid in the most secret place in the room, worrying in their hearts, not knowing if they could avoid this natural and man-made disaster.

There are also families who have no overnight food, and the shouting and killing sound last night has disturbed them, and they need to go out to find food at dawn, and they haven't slept all night, which will definitely affect their income during the day.

Last night, I thought it was a thief who entered the royal court, and was chased into the forest by the royal court's guards. I thought it would be fine when I woke up, but I didn't expect that before dawn, the shouting of killing sounded again, this time the sound shook the sky, and it was definitely not a matter of a few thieves.

Those who are loyal to the Lord and those who kill the enemy with bare courage flock forward together, and after the distance is too close, the weapon cannot be used, then the fists and feet go into battle, and the teeth have become sharp weapons to hurt people.

A round sun rose in the eastern sky, and the color of the sun was red, as if it was soaked in blood, and there was no life in the sky.

When the sun rises and the fleeing people flee away, the dead are trampled into pulp, and the eagles in the distance are enjoying their food, and the killing stops.

Jiang Ziyan didn't know how many people he had killed, and his entire right arm could no longer be raised. Ye Yu Ye Cicada was behind Jiang Ziyan, if she wasn't afraid that Miss Biao would be bad, she would have fallen asleep on the ground a long time ago.

Jiang Ziyan looked for Nangong Hao all the way, and saw that everyone's battle armor was in tatters, and everyone's faces were splashed with blood, which was blurred. The wounded fell to the ground resting, and those who could still walk on their legs were cleaning up the dead bodies, and when they encountered the officers and soldiers in southern Xinjiang who had not died, they would make up for it.

If it weren't for everyone's armor, I'm afraid no one would be able to tell if it was their own or not.

There is a flock of flying eagles hovering overhead, and there is a flock of crows in the distance, these birds also know that today's feast is inexhaustible, otherwise they dare to come here to share a piece of the pie with the eagles.

"What about His Royal Highness the King of Chu?" Jiang Ziyan took Ye Yu and Ye Cicada to ask when he saw someone.