Bank of China Shuo escaped from the battle, which surprised everyone.

The countries of the Northern Wilderness face foreign races, and since the founding of the country 800 years ago, they have been facing wars all the time.

For the Son of Heaven and the countries of Zhongzhou, as a northern barrier, to protect the safety of the hinterland of Zhongzhou, and also the pioneer of the Son of Heaven's several expeditions.

Xing State is the northernmost vassal state of the Northern Wilderness countries, and in the face of the most powerful Xianyu tribe, it bears the greatest pressure.

Martial arts, go to the national disaster together, blood will not be shed, and swear not to truce~

After this tragic war song, seven generations of Xing Hou died in battle in three hundred years, hundreds of doctors were killed, and countless vassals went to the soup to fight the fire.

As for the people of Xingguo who have died in battle for hundreds of years to protect the safety of Xingguo and protect their homes and families, I don't know how many million.

The threat of alien races, coupled with the drive of kings and vassals, the entire countries of the Northern Wilderness are proud of dying in battle, and they are ashamed of dying of illness at home.

At the age of fifteen, men are to participate in military training, and at the age of fifteen they are to serve as a local garrison, always ready to fight to the death against the enemy.

However, as a country enshrined, Zhongxingshuo fled without scruples.

In this way, tens of thousands of soldiers were left behind, and Uncle Bingxin and Xuanjia were left behind, without the slightest hesitation or shame.

The aura of shock, sadness, and anger permeated the army, and the already low fighting spirit of the soldiers was even poured down by a basin of ice water.

"桀桀桀~"

Seeing this, the ghost creature laughed wildly, losing the powerhouse of Zhongxingshuo, it will gain a large amount of high-quality blood food.

"Zhongxing Shuo, Zhongxing Shuo~"

At this moment, Uncle Bingxin hated the sea and was hard to fill.

A flame of rage rose in his chest, almost setting the snow on fire.

If he had known this, he would rather kill Zhongxingshuo with a single sword.

Seeing hundreds of Xing Guojia soldiers, after being hit hard, they were in a trance, and they were killed by the Yin warriors who rushed up, and even the corpses were torn and eaten, and Uncle Bingxin was even more angry.

He has the heart to support, but under the control of ghosts, he can only have more than enough heart and not enough strength.

"Cry~"

The golden-crowned eagle, which had been on the nearby giant tree, finally couldn't sit idly by, and swooped down with a loud cry, waving its sharp giant claws, a pair of giant wings like knives.

A team of Yin warriors were attacked by the four-grade fierce birds, and they were immediately shattered, and they also let the military formation wait for the timely reinforcement of the Xuanjia cavalry.

However, there are too many Yin warriors, even if it is a one-on-one attrition, it can quickly kill tens of thousands of armor soldiers, not to mention that the strength of Xing Guo's army is not as good as that of Yin warriors.

"Uncle Tai, we're here to help you~"

The voice of reinforcements made Liang Qiu rejoice.

Just now, Zhongxing Shuo fled and took Lu Qiu Junming with him, but he didn't take him away.

Let him, who always thought that he was on the side of Zhongxingshuo, suffered a heavy blow, and the abandoned Luqiu Mufeng obviously thought that he was even more miserable.

But after seeing the reinforcements, Liang Qiu was also slightly disappointed, it was only more than 20 Qing Clan flying horses such as Eagle Fusheng and Crane Qianxue, as well as dozens of Xuanjia Flying Horses.

Although the number of reinforcements is small, it brings a trace of warmth to this desperate Xing army.

At the same time as Uncle Bingxin was fighting with the ghosts, he shouted angrily: "Let me leave quickly, and immediately go to the national capital to find Master Zuo, and show the shameless behavior of Zhongxingshuo to the king!"

After learning about Zhong Xingshuo's behavior, these people who had just arrived were also stunned, if it weren't for what Uncle Bingxin himself said, they couldn't believe that it was true.

"桀桀桀~"

The ghost's eyes flashed with a cunning and sinister look, and he actually took advantage of the gap in the battle to wave out a ball of pitch-black light, shooting into the black cloud with countless runes.

The black clouds in the sky rolled like huge waves, and strange runes flickered, enveloping the entire sky, like a black dome.

"Howling~"

The three Xuanjia rode and rode up, riding owls and owl eagles to fly, but at the moment of drilling into the black clouds, their bodies shook instantly and fell from a high altitude.

The flying horse was unable to leave, which made Uncle Bingxin's face even more embarrassed, and he couldn't even spread the word about how he died, but he was afraid that Zhongxingshuo would expect this and run away unscrupulously.

The other Xing Guojia soldiers were even more deadly, and they couldn't even escape from the flying horses, so they naturally had no hope.

"Do you say that you have no clothes? ”

The high and heroic battle song suddenly sounded, and it was actually sung from Qingyang's mouth, as if a bright lamp was lit in the dark night.

"Wang Yuxingshi, repair my spear. Enmity with the Son!"

The battle song is impassioned and filled with endless indomitable spirit.

The soldiers of Xing Guo, who were at a loss, seemed to see the dark and bloody period that the ancestors had endured when the country was destroyed three hundred years ago.

Bearing the heavy blow of annihilating the country, millions of people were slaughtered, and the ancestors burned with hatred and endless war spirit, and stubbornly insisted on fighting to the death.

Only then did he wait for the perfect time to defeat the powerful alien race and restore the inheritance of the Xing Kingdom again.

Uncle Bingxin's body was shocked, he felt the unyielding in the war song, his eyes were more determined and resolute, and his fighting spirit was high.

also shouted and sang together: "How can you say that you have no clothes? Wang Yuxingshi, repair my spear halberd. Work with the son!"

Uncle Bingxin's voice is not good, but it is more masculine and powerful, and it is perfectly integrated with Qingyang's singing, making this war song more and more powerful.

The voice of the two hundred Xuanjia riders sounded~

The song of the two thousand right division garrisons sounded.

In the end, the voices of tens of thousands of armor soldiers joined together and sang the war song together: "How can you say that you have no clothes? Wang Yuxingshi, repair my armor soldiers. Let's go with my son!~"

The war song urges the war spirit, and the battle spirit is passionate war song.

The morale that was betrayed by Zhongxingshuo and suffered a heavy blow became higher and higher.

"Kill~"

Uncle Bingxin's roar, the sound seemed to condense into a substantial sound wave, and the gilt boring with the sound of sound wave popping, aimed at the ghost and cut a golden edge.

"Mountain Breaking Fist~"

Li Shi Mingxuan also roared, and at the same time launched a powerful attack on the ghost.

Qingyang noticed that under the siege of tens of thousands of Yin warriors, even if the fighting spirit of Xing Guojia was high, he was still at a great disadvantage.

His face was expressionless, his expression was calm, he gathered his mind, and shouted loudly: "Heaven and earth are righteous, ancient heroic spirits, the war spirit is immortal, and the military soul is complete~"

At this moment, the heroic posture of the god of war appeared in Qingyang's heart, and the scene of the battle with the god Xue Tu appeared.

The high battle intent that permeated the sky above the army quickly gathered and condensed, turning into a golden figure, as high as more than ten zhang in size, which was the outline of the god of war.

"The spirit of war is condensed, and the Quartet is slaughtered~"

Qingyang's voice became more and more excited, and the golden god of war shadow continued to swallow the battle intent, forming a subtle connection with the tens of thousands of Xing Guo armor soldiers.

Xing Guo's armor soldiers, who were originally struggling to resist the attacks of the Yin Warriors, suddenly found that their strength had more than doubled.

The ordinary weapons that could not harm the Yin Warrior also became like a divine weapon, slashing and slashing the past like cutting melons and vegetables, and once again repelling the Yin Warrior's attack.

The crumbling defense line suddenly turned into an iron wall, and the battle spirit and morale became higher and higher, which in turn made the shadow aura of the god of war even stronger.

Xing Guo's armor soldiers temporarily stabilized the defense line, and the ghost giant in the form of the old witch also fought fiercely with Uncle Bingxin and Li Shi Ming. (To be continued.) )