After the Eastern Battlefield was stabilized, the people of the Dragon Empire were full of joy, and many civilians who had fled to the mountains for refuge returned to their hometowns.

Nangong Lie's father and son became the heroes of the Longteng Empire and won the hearts of the people.

At the same time, no less than four or five hundred thousand strong men came to join the ranks of the Longteng Army.

Originally, if Nangong left the soldiers and horses to guard some major cities, there were only 400,000 people left who could fight.

Among them are also 50,000 people of the Five Elements Banner.

And with the injection of 500,000 fresh blood, the strength of the Longteng Army has increased a lot again.

After thinking about it, Nangong Lie decided that in each of their respective cities, there would be 20,000 veterans, plus 100,000 recruits, and they would be equipped with instructor training.

In this way, it not only alleviates the situation of the shortage of troops, but also enables those recruits to train with peace of mind and integrate into the battle as soon as possible.

And Nangong Lie's idea also won him 300,000 troops, plus the 400,000 troops that could be active before, the Longteng army had 700,000 people at this time.

Looking at the mighty army in front of him, Nangong Lie's heart was agitated, calming down some slightly excited feelings, Nangong Lie said loudly: "Brothers, you are all the pride of the empire, you have followed me Nangong Lie for nearly four years, in the past four years, we have experienced countless bloody battles, and those who can stand here are our most elite teams!"

"Now that the Eastern Battlefield is back under the control of our Dragon Empire, our entire Dragon Empire is still not completely recovered, our people, our compatriots, there are still many, all of them are suffering, as imperial soldiers, tell me, what should you do!"

Nangong Lie's voice was impassioned, and the echo lingered in the ears of every Dragon Teng Army soldier.

"Drive out the Tartars, return my rivers and mountains!"

"Drive out the Tartars, return my rivers and mountains!"

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For a moment, the deafening sound rippled in all directions.

Nangong Ruoli couldn't help but smile at the corner of his mouth, Dad deserves to be the first marshal for so many years, this encouraging word is clear-sighted.

"Now, our army of 700,000 is divided into two routes, led by me and my son Nangong Ruoli, and rushed to the Nangong battlefield to the northern battlefield!"

Hearing Nangong Lie's voice, Long Tengjun suddenly quieted down, if there were still people who suspected that Nangong Ruoli was too young and despised him.

Now, no one dared to underestimate Nangong Ruoli at all, because that somewhat thin shoulder was wearing countless auras of glory, and they were convinced.

"Ruoli, you come out!" Nangong Lie's gaze also fell on Nangong Ruoli's body.

Nangong Ruoli turned over and dismounted, stood in front of his father, and fell to his knees!

Nangong Lie took out a piece of jasper token in his hand, threw it into his hand, and said, "This is the transfer token of my Longteng Army, Nangong Ruoli listens to the order!"

"The end will be!" Nangong Ruoli also put away his joke at this time.

Nangong Lie nodded with satisfaction and said, "I will now give you 300,000 troops, including the Five Elements Banner, and quickly rush to the southern battlefield to support Marshal Beicangben, my request to you is to defeat the coalition army and recover the great rivers and mountains of my Longteng Empire!"

Nangong Ruoli's eyes narrowed slightly, there was still a year to go, and he had already stepped into the saint-level realm at this time, and the essence blood of the Earth Splitting Dragon had also been given to the little Qilin.

With these essence blood, it was enough for the little qilin to enter the realm of the late stage of the holy beast.

Once the little qilin steps into this realm, I am afraid that among the masters of the seventh order of the holy level, only those perverts in the ten immortal sects can fight.

Coupled with the gradual growth of Huolin, Nangong Ruo sneered, perhaps, the barbarian army is not very afraid.

Especially himself, he has the dragon horns of the Earth Splitting Dragon, which is enough to support him to raise his cultivation to the fourth to fifth orders of the holy level.

Once promoted to the fifth rank of the holy level, his combat power will be like a small unicorn, and there will be no opponent below the holy level.

This is not Nangong Ruoli's exaggeration, with a medium-grade immortal weapon and the five elements true qi of the "Heavenly Reverse Xuandian", endless attack methods, all of which are dependent on leapfrogging challenges.

Counting all the people, Nangong Ruoli did not stop for a moment, the Five Elements Banner was in front, and a total of 250,000 troops were behind, marching towards the southern battlefield.

Nangong Lie gave him the task of helping Beicang Ben expel the invading enemy.

But Nangong Ruoli's mind is not only these, the barbarian army is attacking, and now the White Tiger Empire has no time to deal with the Dragon Teng Empire.

But it doesn't mean that it will never be, no matter whether it is the barbarian army that wins in the end, or the armies of the four empires, the Dragon Empire, it will inevitably suffer the baptism of war again.

Therefore, before that brutal battle came, Nangong Ruoli had to do his best to enrich the power of the Dragon Teng Empire.

Of course, the best way to increase power is to annex the Wuhua Empire, the Qingyuan Empire, and some smaller empires.

In this way, the national strength of the Dragon Teng Empire, even if it is not comparable to the four empires, it will not be a problem to compete with them.

Therefore, if Nangong is far from the purpose of this trip, the goal will be even greater.

"Qiu Wentian, your younger brother Qiu Haotian is my defeated subordinate, what about you?" Nangong Ruo sneered.

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South, Tsinghua City.

Beicang Benqin led an army of 300,000 and guarded the city.

With his hands on top of the city, Kitakura Ben's gaze fell on the coalition team below.

Tsinghua City is a gateway to the south and an important military location, and the two sides have repeatedly fought for control of Tsinghua City for three months.

Qinghua City has also changed hands several times, and countless troops have been killed and wounded, and the one million Longteng army of Beicang Ben has experienced this bloody battle.

At this time, there were only about 500,000 left, and of course, this also included some new recruits that were added later.

"Qiu Wentian is worthy of being the youngest and most talented general in the Wuhua Empire, and it will be very disadvantageous for us to consume it like this!" Beicang Ben said softly.

The partial general on the side also sighed and said: "Marshal, we once insisted here, but now the troops are very insufficient, even if we can hold Qinghua City, I am afraid that the next battle will be exhausted!

Beicang Ben punched the city and said: "Marshal Nangong's side, there are also not many troops available, although he was given two million troops at the beginning, most of them are new soldiers, it is already a miracle that they can hold on to the present without defeat, and their battle will be very hard, we should not put pressure on him!"

The partial general sighed again and did not speak, this time Qiu Wentian below, he had assembled nearly 400,000 troops, and it was said that there were still 300,000 soldiers and horses on the way.

700,000 troops! Qiu Wentian's purpose is obvious, he wants to annihilate the army of the Longteng Empire, including Beicang Ben, here.

The time dragged on for too long, and Qiu Wentian couldn't bear it anymore, and the 700,000 army almost included most of Qiu Wentian's troops.

"The soldiers will block, the water will come to cover the earth, my Beicang Ben Rong horse will live my life, and it will be in vain to be able to die on the battlefield!" Beicang Ben suddenly said.

Slowly pulled out the long knife in his hand, this long knife is a high-grade spiritual weapon, and it is a treasure given to him by his daughter Beicang Jing for self-defense before he set out on the expedition.

Under this knife, I don't know how many souls have been lost, and Beicang Ben's combat power has also been raised by a whole level because of this high-grade spiritual weapon.

The long knife was swung, and an arc of light flashed out of thin air, like lightning in the dark night, which was extremely strange.

"Kill-" With a swing of the knife, the morale of the Longteng Army was greatly boosted, and they roared angrily.

Qiu Wentian below couldn't help but sneer when he saw this: "It doesn't matter if you struggle, Beicang Ben, it's been a stalemate for so long, today, you have no chance of being spared!"

"When will Haotian's 300,000 army arrive?" Qiu Wentian asked, turning to the scout on the side.

The scout stepped forward, bowed down and said, "Tell the marshal, General Qiu Haotian's 300,000 army is still half a day away from here!"

Qiu Wentian stretched his brows and said with a smile: "Beicang Ben, let you live for half a day first, and after half a day, I will see how your 300,000 remnants can stop my tiger and wolf army!"