In the third gate, the GI,

The soldier was alone, sitting quietly in front of the barracks, looking at the military fairy sword in his hand with confused eyes, and did not make a sound for a long time,

And Zhao Changkong and the others, together with the thousand Yin soldiers, stood silently behind the soldiers, looking around cautiously, for fear that the group of demons would play a surprise attack.

The iron-blooded spirit in the barracks is extremely depressing, and if ordinary people are here, they will definitely feel breathless.

Think about it, a place where hundreds of thousands of troops are stationed, can not have a little iron-blooded killing aura,

"Changkong, Zhantian, brothers, do you miss here?"

Finally, the soldier slowly raised his hand and asked in a low voice,

"The battlefield is our destination."

Zhao Changkong and Jiang Zhantian glanced at each other, and said with a faint smile,

"I don't know why, but I always feel that I've been to this place, and it's very familiar." The soldier looked at the barracks behind him suspiciously, and muttered in a low voice,

When the words fell, his brows furrowed, and he asked, "Those demons, why haven't they come out yet." ”

At this moment, the scene in front of the soldier's eyes changed suddenly, no, it was his hallucination, because there was still a dead and silent military camp on all sides, and there was no vision of half a point.

In front of him, there are hundreds of thousands of soldiers of the Qin Dynasty,

These soldiers, lined up in turn, stood quietly not far in front of the soldiers,

There was a dead silence, no sound, and every soldier's eyes were staring at the soldier tightly, no, it should be staring at a man beside the soldier.

"Today, in a battle in the south of the Yangtze River, our army will win."

The man standing next to the GI was wearing a black armor, his face was blurred as if covered with a layer of fog, and what he was holding in his hand was the GI's military fairy sword.

There is supreme majesty in his eyes, the power of life and death in his palms, and the temperament of being in a high position, which anyone can see.

If you are not mistaken, this person is Wang Qian,

Wang Jian has a way of commanding the army, and he doesn't ask you whether you have confidence or not, but directly says that our army will win.

This makes people feel that the outcome of the battle is still worth considering, and the generals say that they will win.

"I don't know you, brothers, but you're ready." Wang Qian's indifferent gaze made people dare not look directly, and he glanced at everyone sharply and shouted,

"General, we can go to war at any time, and we only need to turn our hands to pacify the Jiangnan land."

How loud is the roar of hundreds of thousands of people, who can imagine modern people,

When the ten thousand people roared together, even the feet of the soldiers trembled, and they felt the ground tremble violently.

"Hahahaha,,I'm Daqin,,Soldier armor in the world,,。"

"Great Qin, the world of soldiers,."

With Wang Jian letting out a long roar, all the soldiers present involuntarily roared, their faces turned red, and their eyes were full of fanaticism.

Seeing this shocking scene, the soldier's body trembled with excitement, and the battle spirit couldn't help but roll out from his body.

The prestige of the Qin State, which of the countries in the world can stop it,,

"Kill ,,。"

A few miles away from the barracks, there was a sudden roar, followed by countless soldiers galloping from a distance.

Cavalry, infantry, and soldiers with bows and crossbows poured over the Qin army from the front endlessly,

These should be Wang Qian's opponents,

The difference in the number of people between the two sides is not large, at most it is one or two thousand people in and out.

Suddenly, the sword qi rushed into the sky, and the sharp sound of the sword echoed here for a long time.

"A sword is shocking to the world, a look of a ghost is crying, Xiang Yan, get out of here for General Ben,."

"Get out of ,,。"

Wang Jian raised the military fairy sword high, raised his head and laughed wildly, the momentum of dominating the world made people dazzled,

This Yan is not an ordinary person, maybe his name is not loud, but his grandson, many people know,

Xiang Yan's grandson is the overlord of Western Chu, Xiang Yu,

"Good courage, Wang Qian, this battle has been waiting for a long time, life and death, success or failure, it depends on this battle,."

In front of the enemy army, there is a man riding a black horse wearing bronze armor, judging from his appearance, he is about forty years old, this is Xiang Yan,

In his words, he went head-to-head with Wang Qian, and his domineering momentum was not inferior to Wang Qian.

"Among hundreds of thousands of troops, taking your head is like digging into a bag." Wang Jian laughed wildly, waved his long sword, and shouted loudly: "Step on the sky." ”

As Wang Qian's words fell, from the barracks, a black horse suddenly galloped out,

This horse, with bright eyes, and a fierce look in his eyes like a living person, even had an unconcealable murderous aura,

It seems that this is not a horse, but a man,

Riding on the sky, Wang Jian waved his big hand and rushed out first.

The speed of this horse has reached the point of no return, and outsiders can only vaguely see a black shadow galloping away in the distance.

In this vague black shadow, there is not only the terrifying battle intent, but also the murderous aura that wants to slaughter the world.

"Brothers, kill."

"Kill ,,。"

As Wang Jian entered the enemy army, the Qin army behind him also moved, holding their weapons high, and surging towards the enemy army like locusts crossing the border.

In the whole battlefield, it suddenly turned into Senluo purgatory,

Severed limbs flew all over the sky, and the land was stained with crimson blood, and the mud was incomparable.

At this time, Wang Jian didn't know how many people he had killed, and above the blade of the military immortal sword, the cold light was constantly swallowing, as if he was going to choose someone to devour at any time.

"Wang Qian,."

Xiang Yan held a bronze broadsword in his hand, rode a horse and arrived beside Wang Jian in an instant, raised his sword and slashed down at the back of his head,

"Hahaha, you old horseman, what qualifications can you compare with my Wang Qian." Wang Jian laughed disdainfully, not caring at all about the enemy troops rushing to his side, and blocked Xiang Yan's attack with a backhand sword,

The Pegasus stood up in the air, raised his leg and kicked the person next to him fiercely, instantly repelling the crowd around him.

There was a neighing of the head up, and the horse's hooves were full of minced flesh and blood,

The most murderous people are not only Wang Qian, but also those who have stepped on the sky, and there are countless people who died under the hooves of the horses.

At this moment, the soldier's eyes flashed, and the fierce battle scene came to an abrupt end.

All around, the usual silence returned,

"I'm just a little bit close," the GI smiled at the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were full of excitement,

"It turns out that I only need Wang Qian's domineering spirit that is the best in the world, and the real domineering is not the domineering imitation of it."

The soldier muttered to himself in a low voice, and as he spoke, he raised his head and laughed wildly,

"Hahahaha,,Yuan family demon,,Get out,,Fight with General Ben,."

"I've finally found you" a whisper full of hatred suddenly sounded,

Yuan hate, here,