The climate in the northern part of Great Xia was cold, and the winds blowing from the ice fields made the not very rich land like stiff frozen soil.

The vast expanse of land is often frosty, and even in summer, the people still wear long clothes. But it was only on hot summer days that the people there were happy to be born in the north. When the breeze blows, the summer heat disappears, but the only remaining warmth in winter cannot be found.

Winter in the north has turned it into a unique open-air storage room, where people put meat outside their homes, and the next morning, it becomes a hard ice cube that will not spoil for the whole winter, and sometimes saves more time than bacon. But the night wind blows like a wolf, the rich can still sleep peacefully, and the poor wrap themselves into rice dumplings, and they may not be able to sleep well. The thickness of the quilt determines how many times they get up at night. The small wind blowing by the window made the poor scold their mothers, and the rich called the slaves to burn the braziers.

The wind and cold are the most gnashing of teeth, and the people who live there are even more eager to pull out the wind and beat it to express their indignation. But it was in that environment that the Xia family army kept the border stable in Daxia and blessed Yancheng with good health, and held it year after year, ten years ago. The young men who went to Yancheng back then were in the prime of life at this time, and some even became a small family in Yancheng when they were protecting the big Xia family. In the face of cold and hardship, many people regret it, but they are also proud of the mission they have carried.

Back then, the leader of the Xia family's army, Xia Jinghong, was deposed here because the Xia family was wronged, and the army in the north was almost about to rebel, but Xia Jinghong's letter stabilized the army's heart. He said that this was a great test, and if he rebelled, his Xia family would really be labeled as a rebel who bullied the king. At that time, Xia Jinghong was planning for the worst, and promised to meet again in the future, as long as he lived, he would return to the north sooner or later.

The original promise, both Xia Jinghong and Xia Jiajun took it to heart, they finally had a good result, but it was no longer important for them to be promoted to the knighthood. What they wanted was an opportunity to vent their anger, and the horse thieves of the barbarian steppe could no longer satisfy them.

At that moment, a male lion rushed into the Nanshang army, followed by the soldiers, like a steel cone towards its heart and abdomen, vowing to inflict great damage on Nanshang, and even take his life.

That small army knew how to fight, and knew better how to make a move that would kill the opponent. Whether it is the east and west of Great Xia, or the south, there is no such savage and ferocious fighting style as the Goulong Bang clan, but after fighting horse thieves for so many years, the Xia family army has also learned most of the tricks, coupled with its own equipment and armor and excellent physical fitness, it can often achieve surprising victories.

The wind fluttering in the air was slightly cool, but Xia Jiajun held the knife very steadily, making it a part of himself. One step forward, the sword in his hand was slashed out, and the force was extremely exaggerated, so that the southern merchant who was blocking in front of him was either a stump or a death. They are executioners who have been honed for many years, and the colder the air and the more brutal the environment, the more courageous they fight.

Therefore, when Xia Jinghong's contract beast raged on fire, the southern merchants were stunned, or raised their hands or retreated, but the Xia family army among them danced in the crowd, and the appearance of wielding a sword and stabbing swords amazed the god of death and played with life.

The tassels on their helmets were scorched, and some of their robes and hair crackled, but they were accustomed to fighting in such an environment in soft armor. The flame is their talisman and the veil that covers their faces. Sharp swords would cut through gauze, spears would drill through thick gauze, but in the end, it was all in exchange for blood, and this previously unmoved, but now amazingly moving army, showed its might.

The Xia family army warmed his hands with blood, stepped on the corpse, and was still drilling into the interior of the Nanshang army. In just a few minutes, the army that appeared was like an astonishing number of death squads, and the Iron Mask General sent cultivators and rallied his army to stop them.

Such an army is strong in combat effectiveness, but Tie Mian is not too nervous, and he is in chaos, because it has been completely surrounded by the Southern Shang Army, and now it is the battle of the trapped beasts. No matter how strong 50,000 horses are, can they engulf his hundreds of thousands of troops? No matter what tactics they are, they will be strangled and killed if they are surrounded.

"Rush—"

Even if there were casualties, Xia Jinghong still shouted this, ordering the Xia family army to continue to go inside. Once there is a clear goal and a general to lead the team, the army will not be afraid of anything.

Several soldiers were suppressed by a contract beast of a Nanshang cultivator, and before it could exert its strength, a big dog like a tiger and a lion had already rushed it away and tore it into a disemboweled embarrassment.

By the time the soldiers stood up, the terrifying beast had rushed to the front of the army, unleashing hot flames and molten lava along with the lion. In the flames and molten lava, the lions and the great beasts continued to turn the Nanshang soldiers into charcoal. The black and purple warriors on the side also revealed their mighty sword qi, forming a tornado with the strong wind, like a cannibalistic dragon in the heavens and the earth, causing the blood to disperse like a heavy blood mist.

Xia Xiao was one person and seven beasts, plus himself, equivalent to eight strong or weak Venerable Realm Fruit Realm cultivators, who fought in all directions, causing the Xia family army to continue to rush forward despite the loss of a small number of soldiers.

In order to prevent Xia Xiao from doing the same last time, Tie Mian specially prepared the bubbling vitality above his head, but he didn't think that he would rush forward with an army, which was really incredible. However, they have the upper hand on the front, and they have pushed the battle line forward, so even if they send some men over, they will not make themselves passive. However, relieving pressure on the frontal battlefield was the purpose of the Xia Jiajun.

Xia Jiajun had no way back, so the speed of the rush was beyond Iron Mask's thoughts. In just five minutes, he had advanced two thousand meters under heavy surroundment, and if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, it was really hard to imagine how heroic it must have been.

Xia Jinghong's prestige is known to Tiemian, the last time they attacked Great Xia, Xia Jinghong's father and son were independent troops on the battlefield, and the two did not listen to the command of Great Xia, and only relied on their own consciousness to kill thousands of Nanshang people. It is said that the tiger father has no dogs, and the fierce generals have no instigation.

But even if this army behaves like a god, there are sacrifices along the way. And by creating a little chance of winning, throw yourself into danger. But the people of that army didn't seem to know it, and they still fought hard.

Nearly 50,000 soles of the feet rose and fell, not at the same frequency, but always striding forward. If there is a shield array in front of you, there will be flames to break, and if there are arrows around, there will be strong winds, thunder and lightning, and it will never stop. The Five Elements are displayed around this army, giving it extraordinary vitality. But finally, with a lion's roar, the spearhead and sword of the soldiers were no longer forward, but unified to all sides, and slashed head-on at the soldiers around them.

Under the iron mask, in a pair of cold eyes, Xia Jiajun finally stopped. The good news is that they have entered too deep and have been disconnected from the large forces of the Great Xia Alliance. The bad news is that it was their own stopping, not the soldiers' interception!

"Kill—"

Compared with Xia Jinghong's extreme calmness and Xia Xiao's sullenness, Xia Xu is more down-to-earth. He roared one by one, and the soldiers beside him rushed forward with him, killing all the Nanshang soldiers who were shrinking in the middle of the court. He held a sharp stone cone in his hand, like two extremely long double-headed spears, which could pierce through the armor of the iron shield and damage the flesh beneath it.

This melee was extremely fierce and noisy, and on the side of the Xia family's army, Ah Candle, like several soldiers around him, slashed the enemy in front of him with the strength of his hands. For Ah Candle, waiting was an ordeal, and she couldn't wait in the rear like the flag spirit, so she was ready for battle last night or even earlier.

This is the first time Ah Candle has been on the battlefield, and the first time she has faced a crowd of enemy troops, but it is not the first time she has faced life and death. Although it was difficult to get her hands down, Ah Zhu was also a cultivator, her body was lighter than many soldiers, and the short sword in her hand was extremely light under its strength, and she wanted to hold a branch.

The branch was so sharp that it could cut through the leather in its hands, cut through flesh, and cut off its bones. Ah Candle smelled blood and was disgusting, and it was not a murderous without blinking, so the two cultivators around him always killed their soldiers after they were injured, and they would not show mercy.

When the two sturdy cultivators looked at each other, they suddenly admired Xia Xiao's resourcefulness, Ah Candle's combat effectiveness was not weak, but he was not ruthless, Xia Xiao didn't force it, so he let them come. They were willing to fight with them, and they were fighting very happily at this time, but the vitality on the side rushed in, and they were suddenly frozen.

It was difficult for them to stop the impact of the vitality exerted by the Venerable Realm cultivators, but they still subconsciously ran towards Ah Candle in front of them, wanting to use their flesh and blood to block such an attack for them.

The two strong men didn't understand Xia Xiao, the young master in their minds was still a stupid boy, and when they saw them, they were scared, with a handful of snot and tears. But that stupid boy is not stupid now, and he has a little daughter-in-law who they don't have, they treat it as a treasure, but they have to protect her, this is the daughter-in-law of their general!

The body pounced, and a black shadow came. The black-purple armor had a heavy metallic sheen, bringing a wave of qi, which only caused the three of them to fall to the ground, but it was no big deal.

Seeing that it was Xia Xiao, the two cultivators looked at each other and continued to fight. These successive Nanshang soldiers also had some backbone, and they were not intimidated by their momentum. It's not that the Southern Merchants are so brave, it's just that they are the kind of people who want to scare them.

The belligerence of the Southern Merchants and the prudence and protection of the homeland of the Great Xia people fought fiercely, but when Xia Xiao turned around, there were no longer patches of troops like everyone else, but only a girl who was still sitting on the ground. The latter stood up and signaled that he was okay when he looked at Xia Xiao.

"I'll let Ju Mang send you to the rear. ”

"Don't go!"

Ah Candle's affectionate gaze was stubborn and firm for a moment, since she came, she had to fight to the end. But Xia Xiao is more stubborn than her, how can she be sent away by two words?

"You don't know the plan of the Xia family, the battle has really begun, this is a battle of life and death, I don't have time to care about you!"

"I don't need you to take care of me, I can do it myself!"

Ah Candle was about to rush to the Nanshang soldier not far away, but her footsteps suddenly stopped, her eyes were slightly moist, with a little crying, she turned her head to look at Xia Xiao, and said:

"Please, don't let me go. I'd rather be hurt with you than watch you sleep, and the feeling of waiting is not good at all. ”