After soliciting the consent of the three generals, Nangong was martyred and urged his vitality to gather into a horn-shaped horn behind him.

The moment the horn sounded, a sound wave quickly enveloped the space within a radius of twenty meters, enveloping the Marshal of the Warring States, Shangguan Cold-blooded, Nangong Domineering, Hua Ruthless and others.

And immediately afterwards, the vitality of Shangguan Cold-blooded, Nangong Domineering, and Hua Ruthless was all drained in an instant.

I saw three strong Yuan Qi currents rushing out of the bodies of the three people, all gathered on the big sword in the hands of Nangong Martyr.

At that moment, the big sword in Nangong's martyrdom seemed to have become the most mysterious artifact in the world, blooming with a thousand rays of light, illuminating the entire fortress of the former army.

"I'll leave it to you." After being drained, the three generals could no longer gather strength, and could only pin their last hope on Nangong Martyrdom.

"Take the old man!" Nangong Martyrdom held his sword in both hands, and rushed unstoppably towards the marshal of the Warring States and slashed at him with a devastating sword.

This sword not only condensed the strength of the four generals, but also condensed the last ray of hope for the Southern Xia soldiers.

When this sword was slashed out, the terrifying sword aura filled the entire world, as if even the space had been broken!

Seeing this, the Marshal of the Warring States trembled, and a massive amount of vitality burst out in an instant like a volcano, converging into a V-shaped shield on his left hand.

The surface of this V-shaped shield was blooming with a brilliant blue light, and it was obviously a ground-level martial spirit.

The sword of Nangong's martyrdom was completely resisted by the V-shaped shield. And the energy carried by that sword was also absorbed the moment it was blocked by the shield.

The energy absorbed by the shield was all converted into thunder and lightning in an instant, and it was continuously poured into the halberd.

The thunder of the battle halberd was in full bloom at the moment, and countless jumping electric snakes erupted, expanding and spreading out in all directions, making Nangong so martyred that he couldn't move.

"I forgot to tell you that my martial soul's ability is to convert any form of energy into thunder and lightning energy for my own use. The energy you carried with this blow just happened to charge my weapon. ”

The halberd in the hand of the marshal of the Warring States period swept horizontally, and a thunder whip with the thickness of a thigh was released, like a giant python whipped on Nangong Martyrdom.

Syllable!

I only heard a loud bang, and a large cloud of electric sparks exploded on Nangong's body, and then the body that was on fire fell directly from the city wall and fell into the ruins of the building in the fortress.

And the marshal of the Warring States stood on the city wall unharmed, like an invincible god of war.

All the soldiers in the fortress turned pale, their faces were full of despair and helplessness, and even their bodies couldn't help but tremble.

Even a single blow that gathered the full strength of the four generals could not cause any damage to them.

Who else?

Who else can fight in the entire former army fortress?

Some people even began to suspect that even if the three monarchs of Southern Xia joined forces, they might not be able to defeat this terrible enemy in front of them!

In the desperate gaze of everyone, the marshal of the Warring States period flashed, and suddenly came to the cold-blooded face of the superior, and a halberd pierced his chest directly.

Shangguan, one of the generals, was cold-blooded, and died tragically at the hands of the enemy without resistance.

The marshal of the Warring States period cut off his head, and then cut off the heads of Nangong Domineering and Hua Ruthless, and hung them all on the city wall to show the public.

After seeing the heads of the three major generals, the morale of the entire army in Southern Xia completely collapsed, and there was no longer the slightest thought of resistance.

Many of the soldiers abandoned their swords and fled, and then were slashed to death by the swift leopard riders who caught up, and the battle turned into a one-sided slaughter.

One by one, the Southern Xia soldiers fell under the enemy's butcher's knife one after another.

Inside and outside the fortress, there is a scene of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, which can be called a hell on earth.

Nangong, whose whole body was oxidized, was martyred, crawled out of the ruins of the building, and looked at the slaughtered Nanxia soldiers with tears in his eyes, and two lines of blood flowed out of his eyes.

In the hometowns of these Southern Xia soldiers, they all have wives, children, and parents waiting for them to return. But they all died tragically on the front line, never to return to their hometowns, and never to see their wives and children again.

Nangong martyrdom did not sit still, but dragged his seriously injured body, and in the shortest possible time, gathered 50,000 elite troops of Southern Xia to launch a suicide attack on the Northern Yan army.

These 50,000 elite troops of Southern Xia, under the condition of absolute disadvantage, forcibly eliminated more than 5,000 swift leopard iron cavalry of Northern Yan, and the casualty ratio was about ten to one.

After a long time of fighting, there were not many of the 50,000 Nanxia elites left, and only a few cronies and deputy generals were left, and they were still fighting with Nangong to martyrdom.

"Long live Nanxia!"

"Southern Xia will never fall!"

Several of the lieutenants roared, and all of them had red eyes, and they had become extremely ferocious, like mad beasts.

Several cronies and lieutenants joined forces and eliminated more than 100 swift leopard iron horses, and then they fell in a pool of blood one after another, and sacrificed their lives for the country with honor, leaving only Nangong martyred to fight alone.

Nangong's vitality for martyrdom had long been exhausted, his whole body was burned to oxidation, and he was wounded in more than 100 places, more than a dozen arrows, his abdomen was pierced by a war spear, and there was an axe embedded in his left shoulder, but he still slashed hundreds of swift leopard iron horsemen in a row, and he didn't seem to know what pain was.

After slashing dozens of swift leopard iron horsemen in a row, Nangong was pierced through his heart by the sudden flying thunder halberd, and finally spurted a large amount of blood from his mouth, and his body began to crumble.

Seeing this, the leader of the Swift Leopard Iron Cavalry hurriedly rushed forward, wanting to take the opportunity to make up for Nangong's martyrdom from behind and take off the head of the former army commander of Nanxia.

As soon as he approached Nangong to martyrdom, before the war knife in his hand could be cut out, the Nangong martyrdom, who was already crumbling, suddenly turned around and slashed with a backhand, and took off his head.

This swift leopard iron cavalry leader never even dreamed that Nangong would be able to fight back on the verge of death under such circumstances.

After killing the leader of the Swift Leopard Iron Cavalry with a single sword, Nangong Martyrdom pulled out the thunder light halberd in his chest and threw it forward with his last breath.

The thunder light halberd turned into a thunderbolt and flew out, piercing the bodies of the three swift leopard cavalrymen in the blink of an eye, and then was caught by a powerful big hand.

The person who caught this halberd was the owner of this thunder halberd, the marshal of the Warring States.

The marshal of the Warring States period rode the golden bull and walked in front of Nangong Martyrdom, still holding a healing pill in his hand: "You are a rare general, it's a pity that you died like this." As long as you are willing to surrender your allegiance to me, I will give you a way to live. ”

Nangong was martyred and fought abroad all the year round, and he didn't have time to retreat and practice the Nangong family's "Burning Body Gong", so he had no way to continue fighting now.

"Long live Nanxia!" After Nangong martyred the country after saying the last sentence, he stood on the pile of corpses and died in anger, and died a glorious martyrdom.

This white-haired veteran, with oxidized muscle tissue all over his body, was wounded in one hundred and thirty-eight places, suffered forty-four arrows in his body, a huge hole appeared in his chest, his entire heart was hollowed out, and his whole body was stained red with blood. Even at the moment of death, he stood as straight as a javelin, like a giant who would never fall.

(Most x{ new F chapter on an.)