"For the Empire~!" Dream of a thousand turns, the battle on the battlefield, the bloody competition, although left for a long time, but the imprint of the soldier in the bones, always can not indelible the enthusiasm of the dragon, a simple shout, this is his enthusiastic gallop on the battlefield has always been the slogan, now, although he is old, but the fighting enthusiasm that belongs to him is far from extinguished.

"Battle~!" roared, a team began to join the team of the dragon cover, they are all the generals who followed the Long family to fight in the world, they are proud of their own body engraved with the mark of the Long family, they have fought under this red dragon flag, roaring, the same, there are many people who have lost their lives under this flag, the long-lost enthusiasm, seems to have ignited the holy fire in the hearts of these veterans, today's battle, will become a legend.

Turning the street, there is a spacious avenue in front, this avenue leads directly to the heart of the Xianglong Empire, the Imperial Palace, but in this spacious street has been erected fortifications, behind the fortifications, is a crowd of human heads, long knives, fighting, facing the same brothers, this is the most unwilling to face the battle of the countless battles of the dragon, his battle axe can be cut at foreign enemies, can be cut at other races, but on the people, but it is always so painful.

"We were all members of the empire, we have fought tirelessly for the prosperity of the empire, the rise of the nation, your ancestors, or the ancestors of your ancestors, were my comrades-in-arms, and now, you want to bear the title of rebels in the center of this empire, have you forgotten the oath you made on the day you joined the army? Long Gaitian urged him to step forward, and the long axe was horizontal, and he asked sharply.

"Ah, Lord Duke. "Most of these immature soldiers have only heard about the demeanor of the mighty duke from the oral accounts of the elders, with both eyes and invincible, a blood-colored dragon battle axe, and a blood-colored dragon battle armor, which was once the idol of countless teenagers in their childhood, and many people served as soldiers to be as heroic as a dragon, and looked forward to being praised by the world like him.

In Xianglong's military system, there are only two generations of recognized gods of war, the first generation is the mighty Duke Long Gaitian, and the second generation is today's Xianglong Emperor Long Zhantian, the two generations of the god of war are inherited from father to son, and it was a good story on the mainland.

In their sergeant system, the Long family has infiltrated all aspects, although their generals can use them to paralyze and use them to launch a rebellion for various reasons, but the appearance of Long Gaitian, the words of the god of war are to calm most of the people present, they are soldiers just to protect their families and defend the country, and now, their swords, their iron horses, are swinging towards the homeland they want to protect, and the soldiers may not have much knowledge, but they are the most thoughtful people.

The crowd began to commotion, some people directly put down the weapons in their hands, and the black team looked over from the side of Long Gaitian, and there was no end in sight, and on the brightly lit long street, more than 100,000 people were silent, all quietly looking at the myth of immortality in this armor, the legend of the god of war of the Long family.

"The palace is only inhabited by rebellious ministers and thieves, he is not the emperor of my Xianglong, and what he represents is not our empire, long live the Li family dynasty~!" I don't know where the roar came from, followed by the roar everywhere on the long street, the prestige of the Long family is inseparable from its loyalty, it is its loyalty to the brave that has brought it such a high reputation and fame, but, in this Jiangshan Empire that has been ruled by the Li family for thousands of years, the concept of the Li family's imperial system is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and Su Hu's rapid downfall is because of his perverse behavior on the one hand, but the bigger reason is that the people's loyalty to the Li Empire, the Long family has sat down in the country, but it does not mean that the country is stable.

Just like Du Fangliang, the bureaucratic family he represents is not on the side of the Long family, and Xianglong's army is not controlled by the Long family, in this army, there are many factions, even if the god of war has a reputation, if it is to face this kind of royal orthodoxy problem, the soldiers will not be able to distinguish the situation, so they lose their ability to judge, and blindly obey the orders of the commander.

"Kill the rebellious ministers and thieves, and return my Li family~!" slogans shouted one after another, but there were still most of the soldiers who did not move, they were hesitating, on the one hand, the god of war in the army, on the other hand, the deep-rooted royal orthodoxy, which side to stand on was really for the empire, they were confused, and they were also hesitating.

"Whoosh", a blood-red cold arrow shot out from the rebel team on the opposite side, which arrow is very fast, in the blink of an eye, it has flown over a hundred, "whoosh" The fire is attached to the arrow shaft, this is not the arrow with magic attributes, but the high-speed movement makes the arrow shaft overheat and send out sparks, such a fast arrow, even if it is Long Gaitian, it is rare to be flat, his brows are slightly furrowed, and Long Zhantian's body swinged.

With a "snap" sound, a black light rushed out from the back of the dragon covering the sky and grazed the root of the ear, and with a "snap" sound, the blood-red arrow exploded into a ball of light, and slowly disappeared into the night sky.

"Where are the cold arrows?" On the battlefield, the most taboo hidden arrows hurt people, Long Gaitian has not made any action here, and someone on the rebel side immediately shouted and scolded, the long street was full of people, and it was impossible to see where the arrows flew from, and the shouting was only in vain.

"It's despicable to hurt people with dark arrows, but you dare to come out to fight~!" The long axe in Long Gaitian's hand "Teng" The sound fell on the ground, the ground smashed apart, his move is a dangerous move, there are more than 100,000 people on the opposite side, and their own side adds up to less than 10,000 people, such a disparity in the number of people, even if the three words Long Gaitian can bluff some people, but this is only for a while, this number is not enough to break through the defense line in front of them, only in one fell swoop to defeat the confidence of the rebels, so as to achieve their own combat goals, confidence is lost, these rabble are naturally vulnerable, the current siege is the imperial city, Long Gaitian is still on the periphery of the imperial city, if you don't hurry, what happens in the palace, who can be sure？

After the loud shouting, the rebels were in a panic, and no one stepped forward, "I'm coming~!" Just when everyone thought that no one dared to fight, an unfamiliar voice sounded, the rebel team quickly separated, and a knight in brown armor slowly urged the horse to come out.

The snake-like pattern is reflected on the armor, and even the armor that covers the face is directly tattooed with a hideous tongue, this is a man who is about two meters tall and extremely strong, the bulging arm muscles, the battle armor is supported as if it is one size smaller, and there is a long-handled battle axe in his hand, and the blade of the axe is faintly glowing, and it is not ordinary at first glance.

"Good boy~! The dragon Gaitian battle axe was horizontal, and the battle spirit was Ling Ran, and he asked with appreciation, and the knight over there picked up the long axe, and said coldly: "Don't talk nonsense, let's go to war~!" Long Gaitian's face remained unchanged, the momentum of the whole person changed, and the blood-red battle axe suddenly disappeared in a red light, and what came out of his body was the cyan light of "eating", wind and fire double cultivation, sure enough!

A lot of soldiers quietly exclaimed in the bottom of their hearts, the snake man battle axe was horizontal, and even people and horses rushed over, Long Gaitian was naturally not to be outdone, and rushed over in his own shouts, "Whew", there was a gap of hundreds of meters between the two sides, a small sharp knife flew over, the horse whip in Long Gaitian's hand swept away, and the sharp knife was opened, the snake man moved, pulled his wrist, and the filament that was difficult to see with the naked eye pulled the sharp knife back.

The knife "swished" around, and the "autumn" slashed away, and in the blink of an eye, it disappeared, and a blue and red shield appeared on Long Zhantian's body, and the world-famous wind and fire shield showed its true face.

Long Yu rushed in with someone, but found that he was in the air, Du Fangliang, who could still feel it just now, seemed to have evaporated in an instant, even his divine sense, he couldn't find his whereabouts, after expanding his divine sense, Long Yu didn't find Du Fangliang, but he found something that made him even more frightened, Tianjing City, has fallen into a riot, and the palace away from here is even more besieged.

Leaving Yi Shuihan to investigate the Du Mansion thoroughly, Long Yu and Ye Wenhao rushed towards the direction of the palace with the five thousand soldiers who had quietly entered the city, but as soon as they turned the street, they were blocked by a group of soldiers wearing the uniforms of the city guards.

"Whoever is coming, Your Majesty has an order, martial law is imposed tonight, and no one is allowed to cross the defense line for half a step. "If Qi Ya is here, she will definitely recognize that this person is the cousin of the nasty ghost Du Shao, the general of the city guard.

"I am the prince of the dragon rain, and you will retreat quickly. Long Yu showed the token in his hand, but they turned a blind eye to the authentic prince token, especially the general who spoke, and sneered: "Which dynasty are you? It was like a rehearsal, as soon as his words fell, the arrow came over, Ye Wenhao roared angrily, and the weapon in his hand smashed out, this stick comparable to a golden hoop stick, smashed out is 100,000 catties, "Teng", a big pit exploded on the ground, and the strong force provoked the waves of qi to rush those archers scattered in all directions.

Long Yu is body turned, a red light flashed, and a good human head fell into his hand, the general of the city guard who was still ready to say a lot, the head was already in Long Yu's hands, and his body was still a few steps behind Long Yu, and the blood flow of "Whoop" rushed to the sky, calming all the people present.