His former mount had gone through glory and iron blood with him, but now that the mount is old and he is old, the descendants of the mount carry him to this land, and it seems that they will play out the appearance of galloping on the battlefield in the past.

He held the spear, and on the deep barrel of the spear was a gluttonous pattern with some obscure meaning, looking forward to the blood that was about to be devoured.

Wu Mo straddled his waist, buried deep in the scabbard, hiding the edge.

As the distance narrowed, the gold under the banner of the Northern Tang Dynasty caught the eyes of the Southern Wu people, so the atmosphere became depressing.

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The chariot is golden, the canopy is golden, the dragon robe is flying, it is still golden, and the auspicious clouds and dragon totems on it represent some kind of supreme majesty.

They all saw it!

No one spoke, no one discussed, and the literacy in the army suppressed everything, but whether it was Guan Yanyue or anyone else, they could keenly feel the change in the atmosphere in the army when that character appeared.

It's not fear, it's not respect, it's not hatred, it's not excitement, it's a very strange psychology.

From the Tianzai period to the current Kaiyuan period, the most eye-catching thing in the Northern Tang Dynasty has never been the first emperor of the Northern Tang Dynasty, but has always been that person.

His Royal Highness the former King of Qin, and now His Majesty the Northern Tang Dynasty.

The people of Nanwu have always been afraid of that person, but fortunately, at those times, their blood and courage are still there.

So Guan Zhengxing led them to the throne of the terrible man on the throne not long after, he launched a thunderous attack.

However, he was defeated and died, leaving only the miserable rest of the Southern Wu people to live in a time of suffering.

By this time, the figure had already been killed.

The people of Southern Wu have never received the news that Li Zenan has come to the army, and only Jin Weizai made this prediction, but that speculation has not spread before this.

So before the decisive battle, the Southern Wu soldiers suddenly found that the person was sitting high in the chariot, driving the expedition in person, and personally supervising the battle, so they couldn't help but be in awe, and gave birth to great anxiety and jealousy.

That atmosphere spread, causing a large area of change that is difficult to describe in words.

The tip of Sen Leng's spear swept across the ground, and General Guanying's eyes were indifferent.

He had been through too much, and although many of them were a long time ago, he would not be too surprised that even the huge and great kingdom of Southern Wu had collapsed and collapsed in front of him.

The mighty Northern Tang army stopped a mile away.

The wind is blowing, and the word "Tang" on the banner is magnificent.

On the other side, the big "Wu" character is also dancing in the wind.

It's not the banner of the Guan family or any other banner, the past of Tang and Wu has become a thing of the past, and now, it is a new battle of fate, the rise and fall of the country, the whole country, not a big family!

The sun shone on the man's handsome face, and the silhouette of the side was perfect.

The dragon robe covered his body, as if it had inherited the temperature of the sun, and became a little bright.

With a smile, he looked south.

It should not only be the army standing in front of him, but also the entire vast land.

General Weiyuan rode his horse not far from him and looked at him, as if waiting for his orders.

Li Zenan noticed the other party's gaze, so he looked over, and said with a smile: "General Weiyuan, don't look at me, I don't know the art of war, the destruction of Southern Wu is my belief in the Tang Dynasty for so many years, the time has come to win glory for the country, and next, it is the moment when you command the three armies to break the division of Southern Wu, I will always look at you and bless you." ”

In fact, General Weiyuan didn't understand why everyone could feel those powers in Li Zenan's body, because Li Zenan's gentle smile and kind expression when he spoke could make almost everyone feel stable, it was like a friend of yours, not a high-ranking majesty.

But he still vaguely felt a huge pressure, from the other party, which made him awe.

Maybe it's a kind of soul, a kind of courage.

He clenched his fists and rode away.

When he looked at the old general who was old and one-armed, but seemed to be full of a compelling temperament, he smiled, feeling that everything in this world was so simple, and the fields of the predecessors were collected by the future.

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Guan Yanyue paused there for a long, long time.

Guan Zhixiao stretched out his hand and waited there, his eyes glaring at each other.

"What is my mother-in-law doing!?" He scolded Guan Yanyue.

Guan Yanyue handed the talisman into the other party's hand, looked at the other party very seriously, and said, "Be careful. ”

"Don't I know if I'm careless?" Guan Zhixiao snorted coldly.

He will be the vanguard of this decisive battle, leading the Southern Wu army to the forefront, leading this great country to an unknown fate.

Eight thousand Southern Wu Iron Horse Army.

On the other side, his opponent, the first to bear the brunt, was the Northern Tang Iron Cavalry led by General Guanying.

Guan Zhixiao and General Guan Ying, these two old men, have met each other several times on the battlefield, and today, they must decide a victory.

Looking at his departing back, I don't know why, Guan Yanyue felt a boundless depression, as if the entire sky dome was pressed down, almost making him breathless.

Hopefully it was just an illusion, he said to himself.

He couldn't help but glance back, and in a certain direction in the distance, he paused.

Guan Kuo sat on the back of the traceless, mingling with the famous cavalry of the Iron Horse Army of Southern Wu, looking into the distance, and the light inside was very bright.

He almost felt the urgency and atmosphere through such a distance, and he couldn't help but feel a little awe-inspiring, he couldn't tell what it was, but he felt that the young man was very pressing.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

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The shirtless wrestlers beat the drums of war, which was deafening and terrifying.

The war drums of the Northern Tang Dynasty and the war drums of the Southern Wu Dynasty are mixed together, echoing between this piece of heaven and earth, like an ancient epic.

War is an epic, accompanied by life and death, as well as the rise and fall of a country.

Guan Kuo raised his eyes and looked over, and saw that far away, Guan Zhixiao was already wearing battle armor, and he rode his horse to the Iron Horse Army.

The compelling "momentum" passed through thousands of figures, making him feel it.

No matter who is stronger or weaker between him and Guan Zhixiao, he will admit the edge of the other party.

It's just that Guan Zhixiao didn't care about him.

He closed his eyes, felt the vibration of the drums, and his heart trembled.

When his mind returned to the northern frontier, there seemed to be a very strange force flowing in his body, as if he had returned to himself at those times.

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