The Fire Dragoons are the most elite troops of the Fire Tree Empire, and they are also the basis for those traitors to launch rebellions.

Every fire dragoon is the most powerful race in this level of hell - dragon ghosts, and every fire dragoon's mount is the most ferocious beast in this level of hell - fire wing dragon.

Dragons are not ghosts, but indigenous races native to this Hell, and have lived in this Hells for a longer history than any other race. They are born to be the most heroic and strong warriors, with the talent of yin fire, and they are almost invincible in this layer of hell, but they have not been able to dominate this layer of hell because of the difficulty of reproduction.

When the fire dragon riders were at their peak, the total number of fire dragon riders was only more than 10,000 horses, but the number of fire dragon riders flying in the rear was probably hundreds!

I can't imagine that they are willing to spend such a large amount of money in order to hunt down the princess.

If there is still an army in hand, Jingyan may still fight with the fire dragon cavalry, and he is confident that his strength is not inferior to any fire dragon cavalry, but at the moment he only has a dozen tired subordinates, and he has to protect the princess, and he has no strength at all.

If you can escape, how can you run over the wings on two feet?

Jingyan gritted his teeth and shouted: "Jingye, Jinghe, you two take the princess to go first, and we will break off!" ”

Resisting hundreds of fire dragoons with a dozen tired soldiers is simply sending them to death.

Hearing Jingyan's order, his subordinates still stopped without hesitation and turned to face the surging cavalry.

"No, Uncle Jingyan, let's go together." Huo Ying screamed in panic, and grabbed Jingyan's arm tightly.

"Princess, keep running upstream, don't stop, find the ferryman and get on the boat immediately, as long as you pay the full fare, they will definitely send you across the river safely, go quickly!"

Jing Yan ruthlessly pulled away Huo Ying's hands, and the two subordinates who were killed immediately stepped forward and dragged Huo Ying away.

The princess's two attendants were at a loss for a moment, hesitated for a moment, and then fled with them.

Jing Yan's heart relaxed, tightly grasped the fire spirit spear that had followed him for hundreds of years, looked at the fire dragoons rushing to the sky, and shouted: "Jing Yan is here, who dares to come up and send him to death!" ”

The hundreds of fire dragoons were silent, but just rushed up.

Jing Yan roared, and thrust the fire spirit spear in his hand into the ground, and a stone wall rumbled up, and the flames on the stone wall soared into the sky.

Without hesitation, the first row of fire dragoons lunged forward and slammed into the flaming stone wall.

With a loud bang, the flame stone wall collapsed, and the fire dragoons passed through the wall!

The dozen or so subordinates behind Jing Yan shouted and rushed forward.

This wave of charges only slightly delayed the pace of the fire dragon rider, but after a dozen breaths, the Jingyan subordinates who rushed up were completely slaughtered.

Jing Yan clenched the spear and let out a final cry, his body swelled rapidly, and instantly turned into a four-meter-tall flame giant, wielding the spear to meet it.

As if a raging flood had hit an impregnable levee, the onslaught of the Dragoon came to a halt.

"Hold on a little longer, hold on a little longer, and the princess will be able to escape farther!"

Jingyan struggled to dance the spear, and silently cheered himself up in the bottom of his heart, and the fire dragoons who dared to plunder its edge were shot one after another.

After losing five or six members in succession, the Fire Dragoons finally realized their mistake, adjusted their tactics, and no longer blindly rushed forward, surrounded Jingyan, wielding weapons and slashing from all directions.

Jing Yan plucked up his courage again, and struggled to kill the two fire dragoons, but he was hit by dozens of blows, and he was no longer able to attack, so he could only stand in place with his spear.

The besieging fire dragoons slowly stopped, staring at Jingyan expressionlessly, one of the cavalrymen slowly stepped out, took off his helmet, and nodded slightly to Jingyan, "General Jingyan, Volga of the Third Fire Dragoon Brigade salutes you!" He immediately swung the giant axe in his hand and cut off Jingyan's head with a single blow.

"It's over."

Jing Yan suddenly felt a sense of relief, and his gaze continued to rotate with the tumbling and flying head.

He saw his headless body slowly toppling.

He saw Princess Huoying fleeing into the distance.

Suddenly, he saw the soulless bird again!

It was perched above the battlefield, its eyes shining with a silent light and an indescribable aura.

Jing Yan suddenly felt an indescribable fear, as if he felt the ominous aura carried by the strange bird, but his consciousness ended there, and it was impossible to tell anyone about his feelings.

Huo Ying seemed to feel something, and looked back at the sky red by the flames, tears welling up.

"So, what's that?"

The warrior named Jingye next to him suddenly pointed ahead and shouted.

Huo Ying looked in the direction he pointed, and saw a silver rainbow flying on the ghost river, one end standing on the riverbank, and the other end extending to the depths of the river without a trace.

"Bridge, that's a bridge!" One of the attendants shouted in surprise, "Great, it's time to cross the river!" ”

But Huo Ying's heart was half cold!

There will be a bridge over the Ghost River!

How could there be a bridge over the Wraith River?

Ghosts trapped in the infernal yin/water will pull something that a qiē dares to pass over the surface of the river into the bottom of the ghost river.

In the past, there were also consortiums that wanted to build bridges over the river in order to exploit the resources of the wild land on the west bank of the Ghost River, but every time they started the first place, the ghosts in the river would swarm and pull the materials and builders into the river.

If a bridge is built over the Ghost River, then the barrier effect of the Ghost River will disappear, and even if she can escape the Ghost River along the bridge, a large number of pursuers can also chase and kill along the bridge.

The escape along the way, Jingyan's desperate sniping at the last moment, has become useless.

Despair lingered in Huo Ying's heart.

But no matter how desperate you are, you can't stop now, and only by continuing to run can you have any hope of living.

Closer, closer.

It was a bridge that flew over the Ghost River.

The bridge shimmers with silver throughout, as if it were made of metal, and extends from the river rock to the depths of the river in a perfect arc, with no end in sight.

The river below the bridge turned out to be clear, and there was not a single ghost in sight.

The ghosts that filled the river of ghosts seemed to be separated by an invisible wall, and they could only roar and roar unwillingly at the bridge from hundreds of meters away.

Apparently the bridge builders used a spell to protect the bridge.

However, to maintain the spell to protect such a large bridge, how much manpower and material resources should be needed, even if the Huoying Dynasty did it with the power of the country, I am afraid it would be quite difficult.

Compared to the shock of the bridge, the tall monsters at the head of the bridge that shimmer with a metallic sheen seem insignificant.

There are probably more than 100 giant monsters that are four or five meters high gathered at the head of the bridge, square and square, and there are many cylindrical branches on their bodies, although they look quite bluffing on the outside, but from the perspective of soul fluctuations, they are not worth mentioning, and they are only a little stronger than the most humble ordinary ghosts. A monster of this level can destroy one hundred and eighty of them with a wave of his hand even by the weakest squire in the team.

That's probably the slave labor of the bridge builders.

Huo Ying guessed this, but he thought of the subordinates who were originally sent upstream to find the ferryman, and he wondered if he had encountered these slaves.

Those who live in Hell have always judged the strength of the other party by the strength of the guò soul fluctuations, and with the level of these slaves, when they see the subordinates of Jingyan Pathfinder, they will probably crawl on the ground in fright, and they will not dare to move.

Closer, you can already see the faces of the slaves.

The slave laborers did not work, but formed a neat line, with their cylindrical branches facing her side, in a state of alert.

A loud voice suddenly sounded in the ranks of the slaves.

Although I couldn't understand what was being said, I could clearly feel the warning and threat in my tone.

Some low-level slave laborers dared to threaten her!

A strong sense of humiliation rose to the top.

If it had been, these shitty and filthy things would not have even appeared in front of her.

Behind him, a strong wind howled in the air.

Without looking back, she knew that it was the Fire Dragonrider approaching again.

You can't delay any longer, you must cross the bridge as much as possible!

Huoying ignored the warnings of the slaves and continued to run forward.

The same voice rang out from the ranks of the slaves again, in a more stern tone and with a stronger threat.

Huo Ying ran wildly while silently reciting a spell, just about to get closer, and cast a spell to blast these things into slag.

However, before she could get closer, she saw a flash of light in the ranks of slaves.

It appears to have come from a cylindrical branch on the body of one of the slave workers.

As the light flashed, there was a muffled bang.

A cone-shaped object with a trail of blue light sliced across the distance of hundreds of meters between the two sides, and was falling less than ten meters in front of them.