"Report-" An archer who returned from the front line, unable to hide the joy on his face, shouted wildly all the way, ran to Sima Xiong, who was riding high on a horse, and knelt on one knee, "Report to the general, we have ambushed the Xuanwu forward troops according to the general's order, you see." He pointed to the direction of Mohe.

I saw the surface of the Mohe River, the raging fire burned the entire river, and from time to time there were screams, which should have been a terrifying cry, but in Sima Xiong's ears, it was a clarion call for victory.

A proud smile appeared on his face, and he said, "Keep attacking!"

"Yes!" the archer trembled with excitement, as if victory was in sight.

"General, the forward troops were killed by the White Tiger archers, and they fought against the demonic beasts in their hands, and 10,000 brothers died tragically!" The same soldier who rushed from the front line to the bottom of the mountain range, and the 190,000 soldiers gathered in the camp, but his face was sad, and his words were already choked.

10,000 people, that is the only 10,000 warriors left in the army, but they can't even cross this desert river, and they encountered the crazy attack of the other party in the middle of the river, dead and wounded.

Li Yan's five fingers tightened, the roots of his teeth rattled, his eyes were scarlet, his face was hideous, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Boys, don't live up to the expectations of our brothers, the ship is gone, let's swim over! Even if we die in battle today, we are also heroes of Xuanwu!"

"Rush!" 190,000 soldiers' eyes were bloodshot, one by one hoarse throats let out painful whimperes like abandoned beasts, the crowd was like waves, wave after wave on the boat docked on the riverbank, and was shot down into the river by the monster from the bow of the boat, they did not flinch, with their limbs frantically swam towards the opposite bank, this was an unprecedented tragic war!

200,000 Xuanwu soldiers, crossing the Mohe River with flesh and blood, withstanding the rockets of the white tiger and the fierce attacks of the demonic beasts in the sky, gritted their teeth one after another, endured their grief, and the companions beside them screamed and died one after another, they could only drink hatred, their eyes were red, and there was only one thought in their hearts.

Rush!

Even if it's death, rush over and pull at least one enemy on your back!

When 200,000 soldiers crossed the Mohe, only 90,000 remained, and each of them was wounded.

The knife fell in his hand, he didn't see the red and didn't close the momentum, his shoulder was cut off, his chest was hit by the palm wind, he had no hands to kick with his feet, he had no feet, and he bit with his teeth!

"Crazy, a bunch of madmen!" led a thousand archers to ambush the Xuanwu commander in the bushes, and looked in horror as if the Xuanwu man was red-eyed, like a beast, and kept retreating, his legs weak.

The weak are afraid of the strong, and the strong are afraid of dying.

The Xuanwu people knew that there was no way out, and they had no choice but to kill! Even if they died, they would defend this place, and they would also block the White Tiger Iron Cavalry here, and they would never let the city behind them fall again!

They are carrying not only their own lives, but also the homes of thousands of Xuanwu people!

The earth under their feet belongs to them!

These people in front of them are enemies who are trying to invade their homeland!

Kill, kill, kill!

Reason has long been overwhelmed by killing, they feel nothing but the enemy, except blood, the pain seems to be far away from them, even if the body is scarred, even if the hands have long been pierced by the sword, as long as there is still a breath, they must straighten their backs and kill all the way through!

Li Yan took the lead, and after killing a thousand archers of the White Tiger, he wiped the blood stains on his face at will, and he was wearing a silver armor, stained with bloodstains, and couldn't tell whether it was his own or the enemy's, "Follow me!"

With a cold sip in his mouth, he stepped across the bushes on foot, with blood pouring under his feet, a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, and more than 80,000 soldiers followed closely behind him, one by one, like wolves and tigers, murderous, and rushed towards the place where Sima Xiong was stationed.

Yes, they're crazy!

Long before the White Tigers invaded their homes, slaughtered their people, and took their property, their sanity was out of control!

Sima Xiong led more than 60,000 soldiers, waiting quietly, when the front side of the black pressure was like a flood, and a blood-stained person appeared, a sneer rose at the corner of his mouth, finally came!

The right hand was raised high, and then waved down violently, 20,000 light horsemen behind him, instantly approaching the Xuanwu people, 30,000 infantry followed, and 10,000 people remained, standing outside the battle circle, releasing a powerful air mass from time to time, throwing it to the battlefield, the battle between the warriors and the ordinary people, with the almost overwhelming strength of the white tiger cruelly displayed in the heaven and earth, even if the number of Xuanwu was 10,000 more than the white tiger, but the combat effectiveness, but not even half of them.

Sima Xiong hadn't even moved a single step from the spot, and the coercion released by the tenth-order martial artist was enough for these people to eat a pot, not to mention their long-range attacks, everywhere they went, they were like cannonballs bombarding, and stumps and broken bones could be seen everywhere.

This is the battlefield!

It is the battlefield of Xuanwu and the White Tiger!

Li Yan gasped heavily, he was the most ferocious general in Xuanwu, protected by four lieutenant generals, all the way out of the crowd of the white tiger a bloody way, a hundred meters away from Sima Xiong, suddenly kicked his feet on the ground, and jumped up suddenly, "Sima Xiong!

With a loud cry in his mouth, the scimitar in his hand refracted the cold halo in the bright sun, Sima Xiong felt a killing aura above his head, he sneered, his right hand waved up slightly, and the fighting spirit of the third order of Wuzun directly resolved Li Yan's attack, the palm wind was sharp, and hit Li Yan's chest head-on, he put the scimitar across his chest with both hands, trying to resist, who knows, the air flow was like a sledgehammer, fiercely hitting his chest and abdomen, a mouthful of Yin Hong's blood spit out, and the whole person was like a kite with a broken string, flying down towards the cliff on the back side.

"General-" Countless Xuanwu soldiers exclaimed in unison, their eyes widening, everyone knew that if he was hit by the cliff, if not dead, he would be seriously injured!

That's their general!

It is the god of war who is victorious in their hearts!

The four lieutenant generals immediately jumped up, ready to catch Li Yan, who knows, the two tenth-order masters behind Sima Xiong actually knocked them to the ground in the air, spitting blood one by one, their limbs twitched, they could only look at Li Yan in pain, and quickly flew towards the cliff.

Finished......

Xuanwu is finished......

They closed their eyes in despair, the anger and unwillingness in their hearts all turned into despair, and they couldn't bear to see the moment when the general fell, the soldiers of Xuanwu were red-eyed, and wanted to break out of the encirclement and rescue Li Yan.

"Wow. A crisp surprise sounded above the battlefield, and then, a fiery afterimage like a flame slid through the air, and a powerful and almost terrifying coercion fell on the top of everyone's head, whether it was Sima Xiong or more than 100,000 people on the battlefield, as if they had been immobilized, one by one stiffened their bodies, their eyes widened, and they watched the afterimage rush towards the direction of the cliff like lightning.

Li Yanyuan thought that he would hit the cliff and be seriously injured to death, but unexpectedly, his sturdy waist was hugged by a seemingly slender arm, his whole person rotated ninety degrees in the air, and then landed in a wide, warm place, what his body touched was a fluffy, fiery red mane like a flame, in the hazy sight, what could be seen was the black clothes fluttering in the wind, and the person in front of him, the fire unicorn with his feet and hooves, was proud, holding a black sword, and a cold figure.

She...... Who is it?

"Sima Ruyi-" Sima Xiong's eyes breathed fire, staring at the sky viciously, standing on the back of the fire qilin, holding the Zhuxian Knife, three thousand green silks tied behind him at will, the black-clothed girl gritted her teeth and roared.

Sima Ruyi!?

As soon as the name came out, it was like a boulder being thrown into the calm sea, splashing a thousand layers of huge waves.

For the White Tiger people, this name is by no means unfamiliar, because it was she who defeated the Three Kingdoms in the Four Kingdoms Competition, and single-handedly held Xuanwu to the top of the Four Kingdoms, and even injured their third prince Bai Zixu, causing chaos between the two countries.

And for the Xuanwu people, they will not know this name, because in the selection competition, she defeated many strong enemies, personally destroyed her sister Sima Yi's dantian, and abolished it! Then, she forced her biological father, knelt on the ground to apologize, broke into the Yuntian Gate, destroyed the Red Sleeve Gate, overturned the Xuannu Palace, and finally, caused a war between Xuanwu and the White Tiger!

"You're Sima...... Ruyi?" Li Yan covered his stuffy chest, grabbed Twelve's clothes with difficulty with one hand, and asked, his blood-stained face was full of fortitude, and his eyes burst out with unprecedented hope!

If she is really Sima Ruyi, why should a white tiger be afraid?

If it is really her, then Xuanwu will never lose the country!

Diametrically opposed to Li Yan's thoughts were the White Tiger Everyone, they looked dumbfounded like gods, wearing a black robe, a proud girl, there was no excitement in their hearts, there was no excitement, there was just boundless fear!

The minds of the two sides were very different, one side was excited and his eyes were red, and he regarded Twelve as the savior, as the god of war who could lead them to victory!

But no matter what kind of situation it is, they all have a common understanding, that is, this war will be completely turned over because of her arrival!

Hearing Li Yan's inquiry, Twelve flipped his wrist, and the Zhuxian Sword flipped out a wave in the air, "I am indeed Sima Ruyi," his eyebrows were cold, and a trace of cold light flashed under his deep eyes, "It's like a fake!"

"Miss Sima. A respectful call came from behind the sky, everyone looked intently, gasping for a breath of cold air, only to see a hundred people, stepping on eagle vultures, followed by hundreds of thousands, black pressure like a monstrous wave of demonic beasts, from the sky, from the ground, rushing forward.

The four hooves of the demonic beast were windy, and the ground shook under their feet.

It's all warcraft of the combat system, and the strength is all the storage of the pinnacle of the fighting beast.

They stopped ten meters from the battlefield, craned their necks high, and roared in unison as they soared into the sky.

The roar was mixed with the coercion of the fighting beast, and it swept the whole world!

In an instant, the wind and clouds changed color.