After walking the steps, there is a wide platform, and the Ancestral Temple is located in a position to the north, which is a little smaller than Xia Ye expected, but the momentum is not diminished in the slightest.

As soon as the warriors of Chaoge stepped here, they felt a magnificent and majestic aura sweeping like a tidal wave, which made people's hearts tremble and they couldn't help but want to bow down.

This is because the ancestors of the Zhao family are enshrined, and over time, the entire temple has condensed a will, and the more timid ones will be directly scared.

"Everyone, be careful!"

Xia Ye reminded that his left eyelid throbbed violently, accompanied by stinging and twitching, more intense than ever.

"It's not going to be troublesome this time, we're not fighting at home!"

The ghost man scratched his head, the so-called two armies are fighting, one is vigorous, then it declines, and three is exhausted, fighting here, and before the Chaoge people and horses have started the war, they will be taken first.

"No matter where it is, we will win!"

Xiao Xiangguo's declaration was majestic, and the others also had arrogant expressions, and those savages shouted triumphantly.

"Presumptuous!"

Zhao Shixi roared.

Rumble!

A breath spreads out, like the king of beasts patrolling the mountains, and like the dragon of the sea.

"What's it called, I'll blow your head off later. ”

Xiao Xiang Guo Juque pointed angrily.

Zhao Shixi stood at the door of the Ancestral Temple, at this time, he was surrounded by a layer of golden light, compared to the panic just now, at this time he was completely calm, sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai demeanor.

Zhao Zheng stood beside him, looking at these people with resentment, but this kind of important minister who was a big man for the people of Zhao Guo, for the Chaoge people, he didn't bother to sweep him at the end of his eyes, and everyone's eyes fell on the thirty-six chariots in front of the temple.

These chariots, cast in bronze, are engraved with mystical ancestral totems, and they are dragged by divine horses summoned by the will of the ancestors.

These gods and horses have a strong ability to withstand damage, and most importantly, they will not be afraid, and they can communicate with their masters, and they can do it like an arm.

"It's the Ancestral Chariot!"

Zhao Lianyu's face was ugly, and her voice trembled slightly: "Father said that when the ancestor chariot soldiers appeared on the battlefield, it was the time when my great Zhao Jun was invincible. ”

"No weaknesses?"

Jiaduo frowned.

"There are no weaknesses!"

Zhao Lianyu emphasized.

It is okay to deal with cavalry, chariots, fire attacks, horse shooting, horse traps, etc., but for these divine horses, they do not exist, and if you want to defeat them, you can only kill them.

"Then cut it down!"

Jiaduo and his party are full of fighting spirit.

Zhao Lianyu's guard commander was dumbfounded, and couldn't help but scream: "Do you know how strong the ancestral chariot soldiers are......"

Bang!

Before the Captain of the Guard could finish speaking, two fists smashed into his face.

Jiaduo and Elivi hate this kind of cowardice the most.

"Today, you're all going to die!"

Zhao Zheng cursed.

The dragoons had already gathered and circled in the sky, and Zhao Shixi glanced up with a sneer.

"Ana, be careful, lower your altitude. ”

Xia Ye reminded, and Ana has a high tactical literacy, she has been staring at Zhao Shixi, and after seeing his smile, she immediately blew the whistle to command, but the dragoons just began to descend, and as Zhao Shixi raised his hands and silently recited the words 'Ancestor Blessing', a golden aura burst out on the spire at the top of the temple.

Airplanes!

The golden aura was like ripples on the surface of the lake, and in an instant, it slashed through the bodies of the dragoons, and they were not harmed, but the two-headed wyvern mount under its crotch was like an invisible rope tied to its body, and suddenly it could not fly, and fell straight from the sky.

Bang! Bang!

One of the wyverns fell to the ground, seriously injured if not dead, and let out a terrible scream.

The dragons hurriedly adjusted, but the range of the aura was too large, so they had to abandon their mounts.

"Haha, here, I am the king, the master of everything!"

Cho Se-seok laughed.

"Let you run rampant!"

Zhao Zheng was happy, the enemy was absolutely dead at this moment, but just when the dragons fell to the ground close to more than thirty meters, a huge bud suddenly appeared on their bodies.

Airplanes!

Because the buds are like parachutes, they create a huge amount of resistance, making the dragons' bodies jerk.

Smack!

The bud quickly broke, but with this cushion, with the strong physical fitness of the dragon man, it fell from more than thirty meters, and the worst thing was that it was unstable on the ground and twisted to the ankle.

"Huh?"

Zhao Shixi and Zhao Zheng were dumbfounded, and their smug laughter stopped abruptly, what the hell is this?

"Uncle Abu, didn't you see that you still have such a hand?"

Unexpected Friday.

"Give it to me, smash them!"

Abu roared, foaming stars flying wildly, as an air cavalry, Abu naturally knew what was the most dangerous, and after living on the island for so long, he had already found a way to crack it.

However, Abu was still distressed, because the mount died, and it would take five or six years to domesticate a two-legged wyvern, which meant that the dragonman's air superiority was no longer during this time period.

Now, it is a good time for Chaoge to expand its territory, and the dragons can't fight, isn't it a waste of a great opportunity?

Hearing the patriarch's order, the dragons charged while reloading and preparing to shoot.

"Hmph, I don't know if I'm alive or dead, I slaughtered them!"

Cho Se-seok snapped his fingers, and he felt that his movements were cool.

Boom! Boom!

The wheels crushed the marble ground with a deafening sound, and twenty of them, advancing from the middle, and the remaining sixteen, circled to the left and right, flanking.

"Rush, rush, rush!"

Xiang Guo rode out on the ghost white tiger: "Chaoge will win!"

"Chaoge will win!"

Everyone shouted in unison, and then began to run wildly.

"Huh?"

Zhao Shixi frowned, then his face sank, and then he became angry, these damn guys, they didn't tremble!

"These ants with mantis arms as chariots dare to look down on the ancestral chariots, waiting to be crushed into powder!"

Zhao Zheng spoke evilly, and as soon as he scolded it, he was drowned out by the huge thunder.

Boom! Boom!

Thick thunderbolts shot out from the lightning troop, like Thor's hammer, and smashed into the charging ancestral chariots.

Blue lightning flickered, drowning out the chariots in front, several of which were visibly shattered.

Crackle!

Debris was scattered, but the other chariots were really sharp, and they rushed out of the lightning without the slightest panic, and the fighting spirit did not splash.

"Hey, it's amazing!"

Rem pursed her lips, she thought she could destroy most of the chariots with one blow, but now it seems that only six or seven chariots were directly destroyed.

Rem was dissatisfied, but Zhao Shixi and Zhao Zheng were shocked, because they had not yet seen the ancestral chariot destroyed.