In the first year of the Great Yong Female Emperor, on June 1, the god of war crossed the string and ascended the throne in the face of the world's disapproval.

On the same day, the regent of Beihan begged the empress with a shocking gift, which shocked the world, but the empress easily agreed, and the two countries formed an alliance.

Only ten days later, the empress declared war on Xiyan with Yunche, the regent of Beihan, because of the rudeness of Prince Xiyan.

On the way to attack, the Beihan court coup, the Nangong clan intended to rebel, and they were all killed by the regent, and the giants of Beihan in the past perished quietly. Since then, the Beihan regime has officially fallen into the hands of the regent Yunche.

On July 1, Xiyan was crushed by the 300,000 troops of Dayong and 400,000 troops of Beihan.

The junction of Xiyan and Dayong, Pucheng, where the Xiyan army is stationed.

Behind this natural barrier, there are tens of thousands of soldiers and civilians who are waiting for battle, but although they have made sufficient preparations, the atmosphere is still sluggish at the moment, it is getting dusk, the sun is already setting in the west, the sky is extremely dark, and this period of training seems to have reached the bottom.

In that big tent, there was a group of generals sitting quietly, and their expressions were all extremely solemn. On the throne, sat a man in silver-white armor, with dark skin, a nose as straight as a knife, thin and proud, but his brown eyes were condensed with heaviness.

"Ladies and gentlemen, is there any good way to solve the current predicament?" the man frowned and said in a deep voice.

"Your Highness, this, Xia Ling has already received the entire Qucheng army, once the 300,000 troops collected by Yue Xian arrive, our 100,000 troops in Xiyan District will be difficult to resist at all, so-" A general who was also wearing armor and had a black beard shook his head, his brows furrowed, and suddenly the entire camp was filled with an unprecedented sense of crisis.

"It is impossible for reinforcements to come, because the 400,000 troops of Yunche have already reached the green steppe that is only three cities away, dragging down all our troops, and once the war starts, we are afraid—" The black-clothed strategist Xu You stood there, his face not very good-looking.

There is a huge crisis in front of us, and there is no way to avoid it, so what should we do?

"His grandmother's, since that girl dares to come, grandpa will beat him and let the female emperor die in the hands of grandpa first!" A black-faced man really couldn't let out his anger, his fists clenched, but he glanced at the man on the main throne who was also gloomy and his eyes were on him, so he had to withdraw the hand that was about to be smashed on the table.

After all, that person is their Xiyan Changsheng general, the queen's concubine, and the famous His Royal Highness Yanxia!

"I shouldn't have let that Yan Xuan congratulate that Yue Xian in the first place, but now it's good, let that Da Yong find an excuse to wave his army north, if the Yue family army led by that Yue Xian arrives here, I'm afraid it's this-" A short man spoke hatefully, but before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the person on the main throne whose face was already difficult to see:

"I called you here, not to let you destroy your own prestige and grow the enemy's ambition! Dayong has been watching Xiyan for a long time, although it is borrowed from Yanxuan, but after all, the crux is not here, even if there is no such thing, after Beihan and Dayong form an alliance, we Xiyan will bear the brunt! What is the use of you arguing here, for the sake of today's plan, you had better think about the strategy of retreating from the enemy first! We fought with the god of war Yuexian so often, don't you still know the strength of that woman?"

After some preaching, everyone was silent and silent.

After all, the situation is already dangerous, and they really shouldn't say such things and do such things at this time!

Yan Xia looked at the group of people below with a hatred of iron, paused, and then spoke again: "Where is the Yuexian army, when will they be able to get to Qucheng, do the spies have any news?"

"More than 300 miles away from here, if there is no accident, the army will be able to come to the city the day after tomorrow!" said the black-clothed strategist Xu You, a little frightened.

After all, the name of the god of war Yue Xian has long been heard in this border land, but he has just ascended the throne as the emperor, and in just a few days, he can gather 300,000 to attack, how much appeal does this have?

"The day after tomorrow?" Yan Xia tasted these three words, thoughtfully, his fingers tapped on the table, and there was a faint uneasiness in his heart.

After fighting with that Yue Xian for several years, he always felt that something was wrong with being so calm at this time.

Just as he was suddenly stunned by his elbows, an unprovoked horn suddenly sounded in the camp, causing the ten people who were discussing to jump suddenly.

Although the sound of the trumpet varied, it was clear to all that it was the sound of warning for the enemy's attack.

"Someone, what's going on!" Yan Xia was about to jump to his feet, but just as the soldiers outside the tent wanted to enter, a cold atmosphere suddenly filled the tent.

"Whew!"

The sword burst through the air, killing him with a single blow, and blood poured out of the neck of the short general, who had not even had time to call out and go to Hades.

The cold voice with a hint of banter suddenly exploded in this tent:

"Hehe, Your Highness seems to remember who the deity is!"

"Sonorous!"

The cold light flashed, and at that moment, Yan Xia, who suddenly reacted, drew his long sword and hit the fatal blow that almost pierced his chest.

With a fall, Yan Xia's tiger mouth holding the long sword was already numb, his pair of eagle eyes stared at the person standing in front of him, and looked at the arrogant woman in black viciously, just one glance, he understood that that person was the god of war Yue Xian!

"Break the soul, fight quickly!" "Jun Yue snapped his fingers, wiped away the long sword glowing with cold light in his hand, chuckled, and his body turned suddenly, bound to send the hot summer that was ready to hell.

"Yes!" two black shadows flew away, slashing the two men who had not had time to draw their weapons in the big tent.

"Stop them!" Yan Xia saw that the main general of this army had already killed three people in an instant, his eyes were split, and he stepped up, his long sword spun, and slashed towards Jun Yue through the air.

"Whew!"

The long swords staggered, making a piercing sound, Jun Yue turned around, and seemed to be completely ignorant of the move, the long sword fell to the ground with a bang, and the short blade in the sleeve poked out, and spun straight towards the hot summer in the battle.

"Poof!" The dagger was attached to Yan Xia's shoulder, cutting off the silver-white armor, and at this moment, Jun Yue backhanded another palm, stood on tiptoe, and poured all the strong internal force into the back of Yan Xia, who could not avoid.

"Yue Xian, you dare to go deep alone, this king asked you to come today, you can't go back!" The two retreated, Yan Xia wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, was furious, and said ruthlessly, the internal force poured into his fingertips, opened the camp tent, and shouted outside: "Come on, come on!

"Captured, the deity thinks, it's better to kill you first!" Jun Yue glanced at the broken soul who was besieged by six people but did not fall behind, the corner of his lips covered by the face towel wiped a sarcastic smile, and the internal force was condensed in the palm of his hand, which was originally coming to the hot summer, but he quickly retreated at the moment of approaching, grabbed it with his backhand, and directly forced one of the people besieging the broken soul to vomit blood, devouring the blood, and gently pushed away another attack, overcoming the rigid with softness, but with one face, the two people were solved.

"Let's go!" Jun Yue stretched out his hand like jade, grabbed the wrist of another woman in the fierce palm wind and murderous aura, and gave Yan Xia, who had caught up but was a step slower, a mocking and provocative look.

"His Royal Highness King Xia, the deity will come back!"

With a frivolous and cold remark, LaCrosse stepped up and jumped up from the tent space that had just been split.

Yan Xia glanced at the tent where there were only four people left, and he was so angry that he went crazy, and he chased after him as well.

"Yue Xian!"

Standing on top of the tent, Yan Xia looked at the military camp that had been ruined in an instant with black smoke rising and roared.

In the 100,000 military camp where he was sitting, the two black shadows were already a hundred meters away, and they seemed to hear Yan Xia's roar, and Jun Yue, who was stepping on the soldiers who were blocking the barricade, suddenly looked back, and a cold light appeared in his sleeve, passing through the sky, breaking through the sky and coming towards Yan Xia.

"Your Royal Highness King Xia, you should still think about how to escape for your life after the army is pressed in three days!"

The three silver needles blocked almost all of Yan Xia's retreat, and in that light laughter, Yan Xia snorted, his body retreated suddenly, and a mouthful of black blood poured out.

Far away, in this darkening night, thousands of black shadows leaped out of this Shura field, following the two dashing and fierce black shadows in the lead.

"Your Highness, Your Highness!" Yan Xia only heard an urgent call in his ears, his eyes were dark, and a sense of dizziness fell from above, and his body fell rapidly.

At the last moment when his consciousness dissipated, Yan Xia knew that this time, he was completely defeated!

However, he was unwilling, unwilling!

The screams continued, the smoke and flames were swirling, blurred into a piece of blood red, and in the breeze, it was all the smell of blood mixed with smoke and fire, bursts of black smoke, and the military camp that was still in full force a moment ago seemed to have become Shura City at this moment, and the sudden attack made them completely lose the best opportunity to resist, and at this moment it was like the fish on the chopping board, slaughtered little by little.

Finally, half an hour later, all the men in black faded away at the speed of thunder, and the originally assembled army could not pursue because it had not received the commander's order for a long time.

The assassin who had hidden in the darkness quickly disappeared, and the entire barracks was completely silent, completely in chaos.

An hour later, Jun Yue snapped his fingers from the Jiuqu Cliff along the hard vines, looked at Mo Ran who came to answer, tore off the face towel on his face, and said with a smile: "It's done!"

"See Her Majesty the Empress!" the army that belonged to her knelt down on one knee and bowed, and from a distance, the black pressure was overwhelming, all dressed in black, cold and solemn.

Jun Yue glanced at the group of people with satisfaction, and said: "Today's attack was successful, and it is your credit to defeat the enemy hard, and there will be more brutal battles afterward, so remember to make persistent efforts and defeat the enemy army in one go!"

"Yes!" Qi Qi responded.

"In this case, let's go back!" Jun Yue waved his hand, and the thousands of people quickly retreated in an orderly manner.

In the blood-like sunset, Jun Yue glanced back at the black smoke thousands of meters away, pursed the corners of his lips with a chuckle, and then stepped back.

This time, the arrogant Highness of Yanxia is going to lie down on the bed......

The first step is to get it done!

Now it's up to the smiling tiger......