Suddenly, there was a clear dragon roar, and a huge black figure covered the sky above Ling Xuan, who was no longer familiar with it, it was that old and immortal guy.

Before Ling Xuan could say hello, she flew over Ling Xuan's head and swept into the distance.

In the blink of an eye, Ling Xuan's body was pulled to another place.

Countless corpses covered the earth, the air was filled with a foul stench, and the blood that flowed into a stream was slow, all of which could only be described in one word!

The patterns on their bodies represent illustrious names:

"Holy Mage" Antiswell.

"Silver Swordsman" Yasher Wyton.

"Warrior of the Seven Colors" Trussy de Eyre.

"Leader" Arul Dekos.

"Black Cavalry" Randark.

"Shadow" Sarden.

At this moment, Ling Xuan suddenly understood, where was Ling Xuan! In the Seven Heroes Era thousands of years ago, this was the memory of the Holy Dragon, so what they were facing......

Curiosity overpowered everything, and Ling Xuan wanted to see what kind of person the legendary ruler of the Dark Empire, the Demon King whose name was taboo to mention, was.

Black armor, full of all kinds of weapons, the demon king who supported himself with a sword actually had a pair of clear eyes, blood stained his fair skin, and his scattered hair almost covered most of his face.

Even so, Ling Xuan could see that he was a beautiful man, and he was unique.

“...... It's just one step away...... It's just one step away......" The Demon King muttered inarticulate as it mixed with blood.

"Die, the root of all evil!"

Arul Decorth's greatsword arced brightly in the darkness and stopped before grazing the Demon King's neck.

The Demon King's head fell along the blade, and after rolling on the corpse pile for a few moments, it stopped, its face facing Ling Xuan, its empty eyes full of helplessness.

At this moment, the earth trembled, and in the distant plains, the mountains gradually rose up, dividing the entire continent in two.

"The demon's curse has begun, and now Ling Xuan can't enter the hinterland of the Dark Empire!"

Dressed in a white shaman's robe, Antiswell had a regretful expression.

"As long as you don't fight anymore...... the holy dragon raised his head and looked at the place that would later be known as the Holy Mountain.

Ling Xuan suddenly found that there was no joy on the faces of the other six heroes, and several of them even showed a look of disgust for the Holy Dragon......

then

Drift in the memories of the Holy Dragon, and feel the later "Religious War", "Land Zoning War", "First Yaai War", "Second Yaai War", ......

There was no peace in the Holy Land for more than a thousand years in the future, and the greedy aristocratic group led blood and fire to the earth again and again, and beside the corpses of the warriors, Ling Xuan saw more helpless women and dying babies.

"Curse of the Devil!" was the most used word, and the stones that tumbled from the top of the holy mountain Hurley put an end to all illusions......

Biting his lip, he felt that he was back in reality, the holy dragon in front of him didn't even have a light in his eyes, and Ling Xuan had a bitter taste towards her: "What do you want to say......"

"Feel history, and you will know the answer, and the last vision is not illusory. ”

"Do you think Ling Xuan will be a hero who saves the world?"

"Your way is in your hand. ”

The holy dragon slowly closed his eyes, and his voice gradually became ethereal: "Let's go, you still have a long way to go, my memories will help you, I will clear the memories of this place, you have not been here." ”

The episode of the Tergent Wall ended like this after leaving some doubts in Ling Xuan's heart, just as the Holy Dragon said, no one came to harass Ling Xuan anymore.

After three days of trekking, Ling Xuan and the others entered the Travino Plain, and the long-lost land of Yarufasil was once again at Ling Xuan's feet.

Due to the obstruction of the Dragon Mountain, the climate in the southern Travino is much warmer than in the north, and at this time it is already a bit of early spring, and the green colors have emerged from the earth, dotted with the snow-white savannah. Looking at the past at a glance, Ling Xuan's heart was also refreshed.

"Mother Earth, Ling Xuan Radius is back!" Riding his battle axe, Radius yelled loudly into the empty field.

Feeling his pride, Ling Xuan knelt on the ground, lightly picked up a handful of dirt and pressed it on his face, the fragrance of the earth immediately came to his nose, and the long-lost breath permeated the taste of his hometown.

"Fap, now is not the time to be moved, you have to be moved until you get the princess back, and then you will be moved when you go back to Landinovia. This is all the enemy's territory, you want to die Ling Xuan doesn't want to die yet, Ling Xuan still wants to go home to see Ling Xuan's wife and children......" Mirage muttered, pulling Ling Xuan back from his emotion.

Scattering the dirt from his hands, Ling Xuan stood up.

"My lord, where should Ling Xuan go now?" asked Scharke.

"The opponent's home base. ”

With a simple word, Ling Xuan took the lead in walking out of the ranks, Garan was the first to follow, standing still for a while, and the others followed one after another, only Rydes was knocked on the head by Falcheni before he came back to his senses and caught up.

On the 24th day of the first month of the 1354th year of the royal calendar

Farran, a city that cost thousands of lives of the Orthodox Kingdom Army, naturally became their base camp due to its proximity to El Fasir, with about 3,000 troops stationed, and its thick stone walls made it the largest fortress city in the West, and if Ling Xuan was the other party, he would also send Minavia here.

Originally, it was expected that the inventory would be very strict, but the reality was far simpler than imagined, only to see Mirage smile and give the guard a few gold coins, the guard waved his hand and let him go, and the corruption of military discipline was simply shocking.

"How can such a force hold out until now?"

In addition to being surprised, Ling Xuan still walked into this city that was worthy of being called a strategic place.

The layout of the city was far beyond Ling Xuan's expectations, the most eye-catching was actually all kinds of bars, the air was filled with an unpleasant sour smell, the stone road was potholed, and the water on the side of the road that had melted into snow flowed leisurely, reflecting a turbid black in the sunlight.

Glancing around, there was a profligate laughter from the empty bar door, and from time to time uniformed defenders came out of it, drunk inside, and a few people vomited there not far away, adding a little smell to the air.

"This kind of force ......," Scharke shook his head.

The ones who are really fighting are the El-Fasil. Since the departure of General Lambis a year ago, most of the soldiers of the Orthodox Kingdom Army are composed of noble children, and in front of the cruel reality of the battlefield, they will probably have a mentality of escapism!

Now was not the time for Ling Xuan to sigh, after thinking for a moment, Ling Xuan quietly gave the order, and several people in the queue disappeared in the darkness of the street, while the others settled in an inconspicuous small inn.

"Master......" Garland suddenly shouted softly to Ling Xuan.

Ling Xuan raised his head and looked into her eyes, from her eyes Ling Xuan felt worried, since she came back from the brink of death, her originally hard heart seemed to have loosened a little, and she would not have had such an obvious worried look in the past.

Holding her hand gently, she struggled slightly, not withdrawing her hand, Ling Xuan smiled and said, "Don't worry, Garland, this time it will be fine, that old fox of Decos has already arranged it." ”

Nodding, Garland said no more.

Ling Xuan sighed for a while, it was already Ling Xuan's greatest happiness for Heaven to return Garan to Ling Xuan, and Ling Xuan couldn't drag her to the brink of danger anymore.

"Ahem, my lord, can Ling Xuan come in?" Scharke's voice shattered the silence between the two of Ling Xuan.

Garland withdrew his hand slightly, turned around to make the bed, and Ling Xuan nodded to Shark to signal that he could come in.

Sharke straightened his clothes, and as soon as he entered, he said, "I have received the news, Her Royal Highness the Princess entered the city two days ago, and a grand welcome ceremony was held here at that time, and she should still be living in the Grand Duke's Palace in the middle of the city." ”

"Great, the next thing is how to infiltrate and rescue the princess. ”

"But......" Scharke continued after swallowing his saliva, "I was a dignitary in the Grand Duke's Palace yesterday, and it was a little difficult to sneak in. ”

"Could it be a silver dragon ......?"

"It's General Valencil himself, accompanied by a hundred Silver Dragon Knights. ”

Unexpectedly, the "Silver Dragon's Violent Lion" had also arrived, this trip didn't seem to be as easy as Ling Xuan thought, after a little thought, Ling Xuan made a bold decision: "Sharke, you make arrangements, Ling Xuan wants to have a separate interview with General Valencier." ”

A hint of surprise flashed on Sherke's face, meeting the head of the enemy on the enemy's territory, ordinary people would definitely think it was crazy, but Sherke was only surprised for a moment, and nodded: "Ling Xuan knows, Ling Xuan will arrange it." ”

Looking at the figure of Shark leaving, Garan said softly, "Master, is the Silver Dragon General willing to help Ling Xuan?"

"For Yaruffacir's sake, he will. Ling Xuan responded, suddenly full of confidence......

The meeting with General Yinlong was arranged by Scharke in a lively tavern, Ling Xuan sat in a corner, quietly waiting for the arrival of the military general on the same level as Lanbis, Garan stood behind Ling Xuan, dressed in black, and the dim background was particularly harmonious, if you didn't look carefully, you would think that she was not there.

The tavern is filled with the smell of the city, full of noble soldiers, and the sound of drinking, laughter, and fights makes the whole tavern lively.

But all this, when the silver dragon's violent lion appeared, suddenly disappeared.

"Will ...... The general ...... "There was about a small group of soldiers who stood up in astonishment, and many of them dropped their glasses against Wallencil, who was blocked by the doorway, and the clanging sound of their glasses breaking was the only sound in the tavern.

Ignoring the gaffe soldiers, Valencil walked directly in front of Ling Xuan, and after sweeping Ling Xuan from the corner of his eye, he sat on a chair behind Ling Xuan: "Boss, let's have two glasses of Langsi wine, in order to celebrate the return of the princess, Ling Xuan has paid for today's wine!"

After a moment of silence, there was a thunderous roar of joy, and the sound once again swept through the room.

"Are you looking for Ling Xuan?" Although he didn't face Ling Xuan, Ling Xuan knew who General Valencil was targeting.

"Not bad. ”

"It's the princess's business!"

"Yes, Ling Xuan didn't need Ling Xuan to say it, the general also knew Ling Xuan's intention. ”

"Ling Xuan is a knight and has the responsibility to maintain the royal family, for Ling Xuan, do you think it is possible to hand over the princess to a hostile person?"

"No way. Ling Xuan's crisp answer surprised Valencil a little, and it took a while for his voice to come.

"Then you're still looking for Ling Xuan?"

"Because Ling Xuan is not Yarufasir's enemy, entrusting the princess to Ling Xuan is for the future of Yarufasir. ”

Even he was a little surprised to say such confident words, but Ling Xuan knew that if he couldn't impress the silver dragon, it would be impossible to save the princess, then everything in the future would be in the dark, if something big could save Yarufasir, no matter how much Ling Xuan could say.

"Oh?" was a little surprised, and from the voice, Ling Xuan could already feel that Valencil's heart was beginning to loosen.

"If the princess is handed over to these current nobles, she will definitely be dressed as the heir to the orthodox royal family, and under the banner of righteousness, more people may be gathered. But you also know that the current aristocratic upper echelons have no ambition at all, and under their command, no amount of righteous and brave men will only continue this meaningless war, and what will become of Yarufasil when the time comes? The orthodox kingdom in the north and the drakop in the south are no longer unified countries. ”

"You're right, but you can't convince Ling Xuan. ”

"Then to put it another way! The land in the south is fertile and productive, and if you can get there, you should be able to live in a more luxurious life. This is the so-called righteousness of the aristocracy!, but on his own, he is obviously no match for the Blackknoll army and the Delakop army. Relying on Al Fasir, nominally their second prince is the successor of Ling Xuan's Saint King, but at present, neither the El Fasil nor the Yaru Fasil can drive their lives, if the princess is married to the second prince, and then the second prince inherits the throne of El Fasir, at that time, the two countries can be rightfully merged. Needless to say, you can also know how hard the Al-Fasil people will work, and the nobles who contributed to this political marriage will also be able to taste the sweet fruits. ”

At this moment, Ling Xuan's thinking was particularly clear, for those nobles, this was what they were best at, with a completely orthodox name, not only Al Fasir, but even the people of Yaru Fasil would gather under their banner, and with the traitor, they could naturally enjoy it comfortably in the back.

Valencil pushed away the chair and walked directly in front of Ling Xuan, staring at Ling Xuan with wide eyes: "If it were you, how would you arrange for Her Royal Highness the Princess?"

Looking directly into the general's eyes, Ling Xuan said: "Yarufasir's blood has been muddy, as its symbol, it can no longer be defiled by the nobles, Ling Xuan will protect the princess and rebuild the country under the banner of righteousness she raised, so that it can have a new life." ”

"New life!" Sighing, Valensil's eyes darkened, "Fap, maybe you're right. However, Ling Xuan still won't help you, because Ling Xuan is a knight of the kingdom, unless you have evidence to prove that the Elfasils really want to annex Ling Xuan's loyal country, and they do have actions that are unfavorable to Her Royal Highness the Princess. ”

The violent lion of the silver dragon is indeed not able to move in a few words, just like he said, there is no evidence, rashly hand over the princess to Ling Xuan, who is still in the name of a rebel, in case Ling Xuan also has those dirty thoughts, as the head of the Silver Dragon Knights, he is a disloyal and unrighteous person.

Such a violation of chivalry, he would not have done it.

Just as he was about to speak further, several people rushed into the tavern, shouting loudly to drown out all the noise: "It's a war, it's a war!" Ling Xuan marched east, wiped out the rebels, and presented a great gift to the return of Her Royal Highness the Princess!"

Ling Xuan was taken aback, when did the nobles become so bold and actually want to start a war in order to present a big gift for the return of the princess.

Faintly, Ling Xuan felt that this matter was not so simple, it was impossible for the Elfasils to do meaningless things.

Valencil's eyes were fixed on Ling Xuan's body, and he said word by word: "Fap, Ling Xuan knows that this is unfair to you, but please follow Ling Xuan! Ling Xuan doesn't want anyone to hurt Her Royal Highness the Princess." ”

Ling Xuan sighed, the general should have this plan, and if he was replaced by Ling Xuan, he would not be at ease if he let a person with the idea of Her Royal Highness the princess stay in the city.

"Got it, Ling Xuan will follow you honestly. ”

"I'm sorry. Valencil nodded, and several guards behind him stepped forward and made a gesture of invitation, Ling Xuan smiled bitterly, and had to follow them out of this messy bar!

On the 28th day of the first month of the 1354th year of the royal calendar, the Orthodox Kingdom Army and the Al Fasil Army launched the "New Year's Crusade" against the rebels, mobilizing a total of 100,000 people, of which 40,000 were the noble private soldiers of the major dukedoms in the north who participated in the war after hearing that Princess Minavia had returned to the palace.

In the name of orthodoxy, Braving the bitter cold of the winter, it took the lead in opening the curtain of the New Year's war, corresponding to a combined army of about 80,000 rebels, known as the "Battle of Travino" in history......

The battle that was named the battle was the first time since the Derakop rebellion, and Minavia's appearance seemed to have added stimulant to the war on the entire continent, looking at the dense troops in front of him, Ling Xuan had such a feeling.

The standard gray-white armor of Yarufasir, and the dazzling multicolored armament of El-Fasil filled the eastern land of the Travino steppe in one day, and the turquoise that had just emerged was trampled back into the mud in an instant, and the banners rattled in the cold wind.

"This is the Great Battlefield!" Re-appreciating the impact of Hufa City, Ling Xuan couldn't help but sigh, compared to the troops he saw in front of him, the Wandering Corps was really as weak as a baby.

"Do you really want to fight with Ling Xuan?" asked Valencil next to him.

According to the general's original intention, as long as Ling Xuan and the others stayed in the barracks of the silver dragon honestly, as soon as the war was over, they would send Ling Xuan and the others back to Landinovia.

In the face of the general, of course Ling Xuan was embarrassed to escape from prison, but instead of waiting in the big camp, it was better to feel the feeling of the big battlefield in person.

In any case, this kind of opportunity was rare in Landinovia, the long and narrow corridor had already made Ling Xuan only think on a small scale, and once he went south, he would face more than just a line of battle.

"Yes, if you can't survive here, you won't have much chance to realize your dreams in the future!" Ling Xuan responded with a smile.

Valencil looked at Ling Xuan and laughed: "Yes, Lambis is really not wrong, compared to you a few months ago, Fapu can now be called a commander." ”

"Praise to you. ”

"Then follow under the banner of Ling Xuan's Silver Dragon, and let Ling Xuan fight together today!"

After pinching the horse's belly, General Valencier took the lead in rushing out of the formation, and Ling Xuan, who was dressed as his personal entourage, hurriedly followed, until he came to the place where the cavalry charge on the left flank, where the two thousand silver dragon knights were silently waiting for General Valencil's command......

"Enemy!" several scouts' fast horses sped across the snowfield, their neighing howls echoing through the coalition camp in the blink of an eye, and behind them, there was a faint sound of spring thunder.

The hands of the commanders were raised almost at the same time, and the camp that was originally mixed with various sounds was instantly only the neighing of war horses, and the green-armed crossbowmen strode out, laying a blocking line in front of the gun forest formed by the blue-suited pikemen, and the layers of infantry and heavily armored infantry behind them used their bodies to build a wall of flesh and blood hundreds of meters thick.

Al Fasir's most praised thick battle formation, which had been praised for hundreds of years as "a colorful iron wall that will never break", was presented in front of Ling Xuan.

At the same time as Ling Xuan sighed, with the thunder trampled by the horse's hooves, the black cavalry spear jumped into Ling Xuan's eyes like autumn wheat grass on the edge of the sky, and the Black Cavalry of Blackknoll appeared, the world-shattering "black wave" appeared on the same day and in the same place.

After sweeping most of the horizon, the waves stopped, and it was as calm as a windless lake in summer, and as far as the eye could see, the most heavily armored assault cavalry could be seen maintaining an almost straight line of attack, and the cavalry spears were slightly inclined out of the battle formation, leaving a long shadow on the snow-white earth.

"Wind!"

The crossbowman at the forefront shook the handle, a humming sound like a bee's low chirp could be heard even from the center, the ten-stone strings snapped into the trigger as the gears rolled, and the bolts pressed gently into the grooves.

On the eve of the Great War, it was like a thousand pounds of boulder pressing on his heart, even in the corridor, when facing thousands of enemies alone, Ling Xuan did not have this feeling of depression.

"You can't hold back now!" he whispered to himself in his heart, and after calming his beating heart, Ling Xuan tightly grasped the scimitar at his waist.

A gust of wind blew and blew away a hilly mound of snow in the center of the two armies, and when the snowflakes fell back to the ground, the man-made thunder rang out again, and Blackknorr's black cavalry rushed up from the sky.

On the last day of January 1354 in the royal calendar, Blackknolr's black cavalry assault was the first to open the prelude to the "Battle of Travino".

"Shoot!"

With the sound of the swarm of locusts taking off, countless arrows streaked across the central area with shining trails, directly into the black sea.

The black cavalry at the forefront of the battle column was low and fell to the snow-white ground, they did not have a chance to stand up again, the second column stepped directly over their bodies, and then the third......

When the second wave of arrows stopped their journey, Ling Xuan could already see the coat of arms on the chest of the black cavalry, and there was no time to shoot the third arrow, and the archery team at the forefront withdrew from the battlefield in time. The pikes quickly filled the gap created by the retreat, tilted out the two-man high rifles, and in an instant, in front of the Blacknoll people, a cyan forest of thorns and mitweers.

Ling Xuan didn't feel the other party's hesitation, it seemed that he had a desire for death, and the black cavalry at the forefront let the plural spears penetrate his body, and at the same time, the cavalry spears in their hands also broke away from their master's hands and flew into Elfarsir's camp.

Blood color, at that moment, Ling Xuan could only feel this color,? D The neighing of the warhorses came and went, and the corpses piled up in front of the spear array like a mountain, and in the back, the soldiers who were thrown by the cavalry guns tore out the last dying screams, and the dense cyan gun forest had several incongruous red spots.

The scenery in front of him suddenly touched Ling Xuan's heart, and the moment the white horse passed through the gap, the people of the same wandering regiment lost their lives, and their lives were like mustard......

Black, emerging in mid-air, the enemy's cavalry unbelievably flew over the corpse mountain, jumping directly into the array of spears, and before Ling Xuan could come back to his senses, the sound of the wooden pole breaking was as loud as a New Year's firecracker.

A black cavalryman who had fallen off his horse drew his sword, cut off his spear, and threw himself into the camp farther away, covered in blood.

The pikemen behind were at a loss, and before they could remember the stabbing blow, the swords had already slashed into the body of one of them, and along the huge wound that had been cut, a large amount of blood was sprayed out, like a gushing spring.

The pikeman cried and clung to his wounds, and he quickly collapsed to the ground with excessive blood loss, stepping over his body, and the black cavalry swung his sword again.

The pikemen, who were stimulated by the blood, immediately reacted, and several spears stabbed into the body of the black cavalry at the same time, and the black cavalry only had time to twitch his body before he drooped his head.

Pressing his body to the ground, more spears stabbed in retaliation, until another black cavalryman's sword swung at him.

In an instant, bright blood-colored flowers began to bloom on the edge line of cyan and black, spears and lances, and while comparing each other's lengths, countless lives were thrown into another world.

The moaning of the enemy Ling Xuan was quickly ended by more cavalry, and the jumping black in Ling Xuan's eyes shook continuously, and the position of the spear was quickly eaten away.

The first black cavalry broke through the spear position, swinging and slashing at the yellow heavy infantry behind. The heavy infantry swung their hammers from the bottom up and slammed them into his lower abdomen, a mouthful of blood spurting out of his mouth, and a patch of red on the huge shield. Then, the black cavalry's outstretched hand made five deep finger marks on it, and his body fell helplessly in front of the "yellow wall".

By this time, the whole pike-formation had collapsed, and the enemy was like wielding a wheat knife from the harvest season, harvesting the heads of the people in large numbers, and more and more black cavalry rushed towards the heavy infantry in the rear.

Spears flying out of the infantry began to appear above the heads of the warriors, and after a short distance, they landed on the line of the black cavalry, and the screams rang out at the same time, and the corpses full of spears were thrown to the ground by the horses,?? The cavalry did not hesitate to return the cavalry gun in his hand, and another wave of screams suddenly rang out.

The heavy infantry scattered and launched hundreds of hundred-arrow crossbows, which are special weapons for infantry, one can shoot a hundred crossbow arrows at the same time, and the lethality is so great that it has won the name of "demon weapon", I didn't think there would be so many in the Elfasil camp.

The loud sound of "ping-pong" made Ling Xuan's nerves shake, only to see a black arrow swept out along the yellow infantry formation.

The muffled sound of piercing the skin and not entering the flesh was like a spring rain hitting the leaves, and a faint layer of blood mist permeated the entire battlefield, and the black cavalry who bore the brunt of it shook and fell to the ground, and the sharp tips of the arrows on their backs covered the ground with a thick layer of sharp thatch.

Ling Xuan swallowed his saliva with great effort, this is a large-scale battle, the crucible that sends people to hell in batches, here, at least Ling Xuan has learned a little: don't clash head-on with the aristocratic army!

Turning his head, he looked at General Valencil on the side, there was no trace of touch on his face, and with his gaze, Ling Xuan saw the cavalry banner of the main formation slowly falling.

Tearing off the mask, General Valensil's hand was raised, and the sound of the sword unsheathed rang out at the same time.

"Attack!" The hand fell, and the cavalry of the silver dragon joined the battle half a moment after the battle, galloping over a distance of hundreds of meters, and the two thousand cavalry directly inserted into the enemy's flank like one person, and on the right flank of Ling Xuan, the color of the flames also jumped, that is, the Al Fasil heavy armored assault cavalry.

The black beast was cut out of two cracks at this moment, and the two heavy cavalry pierced into her body like sharp swords, and the continuous impact was forcibly blocked at this moment.

The enemy cavalry facing Ling Xuan's army didn't have time to react, and the straight forward cavalry halves stopped after a small swing, and their owners were thrown out of their horses by the huge impact, and after cutting a graceful arc in the air, they were lost in a blanket of black.

After a moment of astonishment, the Blackknoll people turned their horses' heads one after another, squeezing towards Ling Xuan like a tide, and the battle situation entered a stalemate at this time......

With a swing of the sword, a black cavalryman fell under the horse on his back, and the blood fountain that spewed out stayed in mid-air for a moment, spilling like water droplets, seeping into the ground that was trampled out of the black silt by the horse's hooves.

Chaos, you can't tell whether it's an enemy or a friend around you, the warrior's instinct drives Ling Xuan to wave the scimitar in his hand, the white silver dragon armor is painted red, and the blood drip down the edge of the armor onto the stirrup, after dyeing the stirrup red, he happily jumps into the ground, merging into a flowing dark red stream.

"Hiss!" the mount under the crotch came out? D screamed, a riding gun sank into her chest, the person stood up, and after flipped Ling Xuan on the muddy ground, he lay down beside Ling Xuan, his undulating body gradually calmed down in the convulsions of great pain, his eyes closed weakly, and a ray of crystal flowed down the corner of his eye. This was the first time Ling Xuan had seen the horse's tears, and at that moment, Ling Xuan's brain was at a loss.

"Whew" The sound of the knife rolling over, but it didn't fall on Ling Xuan's head, a black cavalry flew down, fell to the ground and became a corpse, in Ling Xuan's eyes appeared the tall figure of General Valencil, he pulled over an ownerless horse, and said to Ling Xuan: "Take care of yourself, you can't die here!"

Without answering, not knowing the courage that gushed out from there, Ling Xuan jumped on his war horse and joined the war again......

The chaotic battle lasted for two hours, and the two sides of the battle unconsciously widened the battle distance, and by three o'clock in the afternoon, the tired soldiers could only curse each other in the distance, and the rude actions ended the first contact of the "Battle of Travino", fortunately, Ling Xuan was not too injured.

The white snow, like goose feathers, staggered and fell, gently covering the bloodstained earth, Ling Xuan couldn't help but raise his head, this should be the last snow of winter!