Yuan Chi faced an empty city and empty armor in the Tiger Pass, and it took a long time before he finally began to think.

In any case, there are no real weirdness or accidents in war.

The path to victory is always so obvious that all that both sides in a war can do is fight to get closer to it.

Xiang Wu and Wang Baobao were not around, and Yuan Chi felt a little disappointed for the first time, but he sighed and put the only disappointment aside.

In war, an army must act with a purpose in its pursuit, whether that is correct or illogical.

During the war twenty years ago, the demons found it difficult for them to understand the logic of humans, and now, Yuan Chi feels that it is difficult for him to understand those outsiders.

However, he was pressed for time, so he decided to go straight to the point.

If he is an outsider, there is only one reason to leave Tiger Pass.

With its sheer overwhelming power, it's understandable to give up armor - save time, put an end to this boring war, and by the way, make it a little more fun.

Then maybe the outsiders are already on their way to ending the war.

Yuan Chi didn't waste time, he left the Tiger Pass, didn't take a single armor, and returned the same way with 10,000 demon cavalry.

He didn't expect that when he returned to the camp, what he saw was that the war was coming to an end and the defenders were about to be completely defeated.

That's when Wang Baobao wanted to give up.

"Reinforcements!"

The sound of horses' hooves was very soft, and it sounded particularly weak compared to outsiders, but Wang Baobao believed that it was the sound of the scales being twisted, and they could hold on.

The demons are good at horse archery, but they are not enough to stand behind the three trenches and attack the outsiders who are fighting under the walls of the distant camp.

Wang Baobao knew how difficult those three trenches were for the demons to cross, but he believed in Yuan Chi.

Everyone has regained their fighting spirit, the boss has not given up, the battalion is still in his hands, not to mention, a golden bloodline is behind the enemy.

The war resumed.

Bingchen sighed silently in his heart.

This is not the moment when the situation is reversed, he knows what kind of war horse will have what kind of hoof, and now coming from behind him, frivolous, scattered and sparse, not only not strong enough, not even fast enough, is not a bad horse that can not be called a war horse at all.

The sound of horses' hooves is still approaching, but it is simply a dying struggle, Bingchen knows it very well in his heart, but listening to the sound of hooves that has not slowed down at all, there is still a strong fighting spirit rising in his heart.

Those cavalrymen made the same choice as Bingchen.

Although the language barrier was incomprehensible, at that moment, Bingchen and the enemy's hearts were connected.

War is a thing that goes against morality and instinct, when a person becomes a warrior and wields a weapon at others, he can no longer be called a man, or even a beast, but a twisted creature that has fallen into the unknown. And the only salvation is victory. Only victory, so that everything in the war, distortion and sacrifice is no longer worthless, can the battle and the warrior be glorified.

Not all fighters are lucky enough to win, and there will always be a losing side in a war.

But in war, the effort and will to pursue victory at all costs are equally glorious.

This is a group of respectable opponents, and Bingchen is determined to give them the respect of their warriors - he will put an end to this war once and for all, with thunderous power, and not let them suffer too much in battle.

The sound of the nearest hoofs to him was gone.

Bingchen shouted loudly.

Yuan Chi and the knights closest to him were in the air.

Demon horses are not suited for such a thing, they are not tall enough, nor are they fast enough to sprint, and in short, may not be able to cross the trench.

Yuan Chi knew very well what would happen under the trench dug by Xiang Wu, but he just didn't want to waste time, the fate of the demon clan was to die on the battlefield, and everything else was not important.

The demon warriors behind him were the same as Yuan Chi thought, they were just simply starting to fight, and as for whether they would fall into the trench, they were not considered at all.

Then the mighty steed led Yuan Chi to the other side of the trench.

The warriors behind him were not so lucky, and most of them fell into the trench, and then fell into the trap in a scream, and the wails of the dead horses were endless.

But Yuan Chi didn't care, he didn't even stop for a moment, and rode towards the second trench.

Behind him, scattered archers gathered and followed the knights who had luckily crossed the trench in the direction of the camp.

The golden bloodline returned to the battlefield, and the victory of the demons came.

Yuan Chi did not stop for the slightest, and he continued to rush towards the second trench.

Behind him, the corpses gradually piled up, filled the trench, and built a bridge in the middle, through which the cavalry behind crossed the trench, and when everyone crossed the first trench, most of the warriors miraculously survived.

Then Yuan Chi's horse rushed through the second trench.

Wang Baobao struggled to support under an unusually tall warrior, and for the first time he began to hope that he could turn on the burning blood at will like a golden bloodline, but the reality was that he was just an ordinary demon, as long as the burning blood was turned on, there would only be death.

He heard the sound of approaching horses' hooves, and Yuan Chi returned.

Xiang Wu was beside Wang Baobao, and behind them was the main gate of Shuai Qi and the big camp, and the enemy army had already broken through the outer wall and was entangled with the reinforcements behind.

The line of defense is precarious.

But after all, the demons believe in the golden bloodline.

They are struggling to hold on, and they no longer have the luxury of winning, but just want to hold on to the end.

Yuan Chi finally reached the front of the third trench.

"Stay here!"

He stopped the demon warriors who were following behind him, they all had bows and arrows on their bodies, the strength of the war horses had been exhausted, it was impossible to cross the third trench, and staying here was the best choice.

After saying this, Yuan Chi flew out.

At that moment, Bingchen turned around.

In his hand was a short bow snatched from a dying demon, with an arrow on its string.

Yuan Chi saw the figure sitting on the war horse, he couldn't help but notice him, Bingchen was the tallest one on the entire battlefield, it was too conspicuous.

Then the two looked at each other.

Yuan Chi smiled defiantly, and then was disappointed to find that there was no warm fighting spirit in the other party's eyes.

For the demons, that's really a disappointment.

But Bingchen didn't think so, his cold gaze swept over Yuan Chi, and then with the hot blood in his heart, he let go of the left hand that pulled the string.

The bowstring cracked, and the sharp arrows rang out.

With a painful neighing of the warhorse, Yuan Chi fell, and his face disappeared under the trench.

Bingchen turned around, and then he saw a blood-red in the corner of his eye.