Banner hunting, war drums thundered, 100,000 soldiers roared in unison, shouting out the hesitation in their hearts.

At this time, someone sang a war song, and the voice was sad and sad, like the wind and rain, and the birds were sad and the beasts were horrified.

"Dahetian, return to the south, how long is the twist and turn?"

"Imperial Road, go back to your hometown, it's a pity that your comrades-in-arms are not cold!"

"Wear my armor and my helmet, who cares who will give your life to?"

"The wind roars, the horses bark, and the red eyes go crazy to the battlefield!"

"Meteor hammer, three-plate axe, scare the enemy!"

"The knife in the left hand, the sword in the right hand, kill the enemy in a panic!"

The overlapping voices were like waves, turning into infinite sadness and surging into Lin Zixuan's heart, shaking his mind, at this moment, not only the atmosphere exaggerated himself, but also made himself immersive, with a shawl and a bloody battle.

"Whew!"

The middle-aged man looked up at the sky, then looked down, muttered for a moment, and said heavily: "For the sake of sacrifice and ambition, dare to change the sun and the moon into a new sky; You are all hot-blooded men of the Empire, use your hands to drink the blood of the enemy, eat the flesh of the enemy, and kill him without leaving a piece of armor, so as to defend the glory of the Empire. ”

"And I'm here to wait for your triumphant return!!"

The middle-aged man has deep eyes, long hair flying, high-spirited, heroic and majestic.

His right hand was suddenly put down, compared to an offensive posture, the gate of Tianlan City slowly opened, and countless people roared in unison, walking towards the battlefield in a mighty manner.

Xue Miao stood on a high place, he looked into the distance, and saw that the sky after ten thousand feet suddenly darkened, as if the sun and moon had no light, and his heart sank to the bottom in an instant.

The middle-aged man was silent, he seemed to see the latter's confusion, and gently put his hand on his shoulder.

"The army of the bright moon, like a tiger and wolf, is pouring down, more like a flood beast, out of control."

"Our army, on the other hand, is like a resting soil, which grows and expands, holding the enemy under his feet and tearing it apart."

"But what if you can't stop it?" Xue Miao asked with a frown.

The middle-aged man's eyes were slightly condensed, and his breathing became short, and he slowly spit out a sentence after a long while.

"That's the ...... It's an unprecedented massacre!! ”

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Thousands of miles of yellow sand, thorns, potholes and soil are covered with black blood, desolate poplars hang down like willow-like sharp leaves, hurricanes howl, scorching sun, dry air like knives cut fine scratches on the face.

The army walks, such as walking on the ground, driving straight in, and running through Changhong.

In just one hour, they walked thousands of zhang away, and the entire army, the commander of the thousand commanders was in front, the centurion was in the middle, and the reserve army was guarding the rear.

There is no cheerful emotion in everyone, only solemnity and depression.

When the black clouds approached, and the dazzling cold light reflected on the snow-white armor pieces, everyone held their breath at this moment, and their faces were more solemn than ever.

Haoyue Empire, they are coming!

"All the soldiers listen to my orders, at this moment, let go of any of your obsessions, in your minds, I only allow one thought, that is, to break the enemy's head for me!" A loud voice sounded in the army, Lin Zixuan looked back, and saw that the person was the black-haired old man he had seen that day.

At the same time, a gloomy voice appeared on the side of the Haoyue Empire.

"Mu Beiqing, don't come unharmed!"

After speaking, the opposing army erupted into a majestic roar, "Kill!" ”

This sound made everyone's blood boil and they were extremely excited.

Dao supernatural powers bombarded the opposite side, with terrifying lightning as thick as buckets, raging monstrous flames, endless thorn vines, and meteorites falling from the sky.

"Royal!" The old man shouted.

At this moment, the ten commanders pinched the same seal in their hands, and the square light curtains hundreds of zhang long condensed out of thin air, blocking all those attacks.

In a short period of time, the two armies fought fiercely a hundred times, and the violent consumption of spiritual energy made many people's breath sluggish, but everyone's eyes burst into unprecedented heat.

Gathering, concentrating, moving, exerting, everything is repeated, and although some people fall due to physical exhaustion, no one dies.

Looking at this helpless situation, Mu Beiqing faintly had some choices, he shouted violently, and said: "Children, let go and fight, go to kill the enemy, go to win meritorious deeds, show your heroic nature, and have a fierce melee."

As soon as the words fell, the formation of the army quickly divided into neat teams of different numbers, and they closed together in the shape of a pinzig, like an incomparably sharp sword, smashing the Yellow Dragon.

"Those who kill one person will be rewarded with ten meritorious services, those who kill ten people will be rewarded with hundreds of meritorious services, and so on, Mu Beiqing, since you want to play, then I will accompany you to the end." The cold voice became serious, and under the wave of his sleeves, dozens of white-clothed men with masks on their heads walked out of the snow-white armor team, their breath was terrifying, and their bodies were surrounded by a rich death aura like gray mist.

And when Mu Beiqing looked at this group of people, his eyes suddenly froze, and he said in a lost voice: "Haoyue God General?!"

Seeing that the other party did not respond, he looked up to the sky and laughed at himself: "Emperor, Emperor, do you really care about the people in the far frontier?"

The sound of the battle hit everyone's ears, and the terrible screams, angry roars, and even painful cries sounded instantly.

Between the swords and swords, human heads were picked up, blood plasma burst in the air, dark red mist covered the sky, and the bloody breath was extremely oppressive.

The men in white clothes and masks walked like the wind, killing people without bloodstains, as if they were completing a work of art.

There were even weak centurions, who were slain in a single glance and died through the heart.

The ten commanders looked at this scene, and their eyes were even more cold, but they had no scruples, after all, they still needed to command their subordinates to meet the enemy in an orderly manner, and it was not difficult for the casualties to be even more severe.

Due to the lassement of the thousand-sucker, the centurion's strength is not as good as the hundred-year-old, which has caused the unscrupulousness of the Haoyue Divine General, killing one person in ten steps, and not leaving a thousand miles to them is vividly reflected.

"It turned out to be just a pseudo-god general trained by the Haoyue God General, and then trained them into cold-blooded killing machines, what a sinister and poisonous plan!" Mu Beiqing seemed to see the slightest clue, but because of the existence of the other party, he had to wait and see from a distance and couldn't make a move.

"Mu Beiqing, the emperor attaches great importance to this battle, and the special Haoyue God will supervise and train in our military camp, select excellent geniuses from 100,000 people, and cultivate dozens of pseudo-divine guards, and spend such a big price, it is to target Xia Haochu, as long as he can be captured alive, then everything will be self-defeating."

At this moment, Lin Zixuan exploded the enemy soldiers with a punch, and then changed his pace, and the light condensed in his fingers, instantly piercing the eyebrows of a sneak attack from the back.

When Han Yun in the distance was watching this scene, he quickly killed several enemies, and then transmitted his voice to Lin Zixuan: "Just take care of yourself, my soldiers under you, I will take care of you."