As the saying goes, on the battlefield, the sword has no eyes, and look at today's battle, the leading general, the vanguard, is full of energy.

"Soldiers, beat the snare drum, clear the king's side, kill the demon king, the cunning rabbit dies, the lackeys cook, and today is not defeated and will not return."

Ouyang Huaiyu let out a roar and killed the enemy soldiers as he spoke, his clear voice was incompatible with this murderous battlefield.

I saw that he was wearing armor, holding a long sword, high-spirited, how wanton, his resolute face was engraved with the undeniable beak of solipsism, and his eagle-like eyes were focused on Luo Licheng and his guest at the back of the team.

Luo Licheng only felt that these eyes were staring at him uncomfortably, and his body shook slightly, but he still opened his mouth.

"Are you guilty of the fact that as soon as this emperor ascended the throne, you intended to rebel?"

The tone seems to be tough, but it is still three points of fear.

"Hmph, what an intention is to rebel, I don't know who took out an unclear edict to seek the throne of my Ouyang clan, it depends on whether you have the ability."

"Today, I will take the soldiers to see what they are capable of, plotting for my throne, and those who intend to rebel will be killed."

When the words landed, the ground shook for three minutes, and the gravel and sand were raised.

"Those who intend to rebel will be killed."

"Those who intend to rebel will be killed."

"Those who intend to rebel will be killed."

The soldiers behind him echoed, killing without mercy three times, the momentum was magnificent, and even the clouds in the sky were shaken and dissipated.

The residents in the imperial city also heard the three shouts of the soldiers, and everyone turned over and applauded, claiming that the nineteen princes could clean up these chaotic ministers and thieves, and they could return them to a peaceful and prosperous era and a splendid life.

At this moment, Ouyang Huaiyu is like their god, who can save them from suffering and purify their lives.

Sometimes, it's so strange, it's clear that you are the supreme leader, but you still can't compare to a prince in the hearts of the people, not to mention, this so-called leader throne is still unknown.

On the battlefield, kill without blinking.

The four pioneers behind Ouyang Huaiyu were wearing red, silver, white, gray, and four-color robes.

The four vanguards all used masks to cover half of their faces, holding long swords or spears in their hands, looking at Luo Licheng's army like Shura Sha in hell, full of oppression.

The masks of the four pioneers are extremely fierce, and their eyes are equally fierce, dressed in four-color black clothes, which not only has a sense of solemnity on the battlefield, but also does not lose the unruliness of the rivers and lakes.

Luo Licheng, who was behind the team, was dressed in black, his narrow eyes narrowed, and he carefully looked at the four pioneers who were fighting, and the long sword in his hand moved faintly.

The four pioneers became more and more courageous, fighting bravely on the battlefield.

Ouyang Huaiyu's offensive was even stronger, the sword rose and fell, and the sword fell and drew a line of blood, dressed in armor like a savior who fell into the world, the ink hair was flying, a little more elegant, and his body was as light as water, placed in the center of the battlefield, as if the earth was under his hands, and the long sword pointed at Luo Licheng

The sword rises, and the imitation finger falls to leave three points.

The sword fell, and it was shocking that it was a piece of rubble.

Luo Licheng, who was behind the team, was not to be outdone, and flew away, with a four-clawed dragon hooked in black clothes, a golden crown on his head, long narrow eyes, and a little more joke at the corners of his lips.

Before he landed, Ouyang Huaiyu stepped forward, unexpectedly, a long river of swords, He Licheng was caught off guard, and before he could deal with it in the future, Luo Licheng hung a color on his body, only to see that there was an extra hole in the third point of Luo Licheng's left sleeve.

Ouyang Huaiyu held the "ice-breaking" long sword in his hand, and the white jade-like hilt was infused with countless sharp points, and the sword edge was extremely sharp, stabbing at He Licheng.

Luo Licheng felt the killing opportunity, his eyes were cold, and he was not to be outdone to meet Ouyang Huaiyu, and the two fought each other, as if they had the potential to break mountains and rivers.

One black and one white, rolling in the heavens and the earth, seemed to leave a place for them in the battlefield. Eighth Library

The commanders of the two wars were like this, and the soldiers of the two wars saw that their generals were like this, and they were not to be outdone, and the fight was hot.

In the middle of the battlefield, rocks and sand, you don't let me, I don't let you.

One black and one white, over this trick.

Black: Purple jade Xuanzhen, hiding from the sky and crossing the sea, one person and one sword hook the dragon veins in the world.

Bai: The Jade Lake is vivid, the fish and dragon dance all night, and one person and one Xiao blow the thin and cool of the world.

Black: Shadow Snow Eagle, Charm and Spirit, all the way, who is afraid of the world.

White: Purple fox and white tiger, rabbit dead dog cooking, the moon shines and trembles, leading the world to flow endlessly

Black: A horse is hidden.

Bai: One static and one moving, in fact, there is a hidden mystery.

However, Xia Zhixue, who was in the distance, raised her heart to her throat, for fear that Ouyang Huaiyu would be hurt by something, and the two battles were extremely fierce.

The army led by Ouyang Huaiyu took retreat as advance, and it was definitely not a way to attack by force, so he changed his tactics and surrounded him from the side, and the four vanguards each led a small detachment to outflank him from the flank.

At first, the army led by Luo Licheng was really unpopular, but gradually figured out the strategy, found the trick, and not to be outdone, changed the paroxysm, and scattered Ouyang Huaiyu's army like a fountain from the middle.

Ouyang Huaiyu fought bloodily in front of him, seemingly tireless. Later, the casualties on both sides were gradually increasing.

Blood stained the sky red, the sky dyed bright red, the clouds quickly drifted away, and they couldn't bear to see this killing state, and the wind struck, as if applauding for a war.

After a while, the casualties of the soldiers on both sides increased, and Ouyang Huaiyu also hung up his colors, with a few more cuts on his white clothes and a bright red on his arm.

Luo Licheng is no better, and he is even more embarrassed than Ouyang Huaiyu.

His clothes were colored, and his hair was combed with a golden crown falling down.

The battlefield is hot, and the world wants to cheer for them, like a soul messenger from hell.

After a while, Ouyang Huaiyu ordered the evacuation, and Luo Licheng also ordered the evacuation.

Today's battle between the two sides is more of a temptation, and it is not so easy to capture the imperial city.

Back in the tent, Xia Zhixue wiped the blood on Ouyang Huaiyu's face distressedly, looking extremely distressed, and helped Ouyang Huaiyu bandage the wound on his arm.

"Are you stupid and don't want to die in a fight?"

looked at Ouyang Huaiyu and said, saying this, but his heart was distressed.

Ouyang Huaiyu knew that she was distressed, touched her face, and said that it was okay, his eyes were full of love and pity.

"Give the order to go down, camp in place, rest for a few days, and then go to battle"

Ouyang Huaiyu gave an order to the soldiers outside the tent.

"Yes," replied the soldier, and withdrew.

Today's battle between the two sides is more of a temptation, it is not so easy to capture the imperial city, and the soldiers outside the camp have settled down to rest.

Xia Zhixue took out the map and discussed the next tactics with Ouyang Huaiyu.

Luo Licheng, who returned to the palace, looked unhappy, hugged the beauty in his arms, looked at the beauty's three thousand autumn waves, his heart was about to melt, and he hurriedly waved the yarn tent and fell into the gentle township.