Chapter Seventy-Eight: Great Xia, Farewell

There is a bug in this world.

That is, it is very polite to do things.

Just like Xia Yan, if you don't declare war with Chang Guo, you can't send troops.

Similarly, according to common sense, Daxia should not make a move when the soldiers of the Chang Kingdom are not ready.

But at this moment, where can Xia Yan care so much, labor and management don't have much time to spend with you, and my time is only five days.

Well, no, there's only four days left.

As a result, a large number of Great Xia troops began to rush into the city gates, and Wang Lang was not prepared at all in the chaos.

He wanted to continue scolding, but found that if he didn't run again, he might be too late.

So, under the protection of the deputy general, Wang Lang pointed and scolded while riding a horse.

"Don't talk about martial arts!! Don't talk about martial arts!! You give me the tail of the rat!! ”

In this way, relying on the way to anger his opponent, Xia Yan successfully captured the East City Gate.

It's only been a day since I've been here, and it's actually very gratifying to be able to make such progress.

But Xia Yan also understands that it is not enough to take this place, it is just to open a passage for himself, and everything is not fine.

Although the morale of the army is weak, their group of Changguo people are really fast.

Xia Yan was very suspicious that if this group of people went to the Olympics in their last life, they might be able to win more than a dozen track and field gold medals.

The soldiers on his side have been cultivated by Huazi for a period of time, and their physical fitness is still much better than before.

But even this still can't catch up.

Because they ran fast one by one, Xia Yan's captives actually didn't catch much.

If you are full, you will have a thousand people.

And this seems to be a little painless for Chang Guo, who has an army of 100,000.

According to calculations, Zhuge Liang's army will arrive in about two hours.

But Xia Yan obviously couldn't wait, and casually sent some soldiers to guard the city gate, and he continued to go deeper with more than 50,000 people.

Xia Yan held the long sword in his hand and raised it to the sky, "Soldiers, rush!" ”

For Xia Yan, all the people of Daxia are actually very convinced.

But more importantly, almost all of the 60,000 soldiers present were recruited from Lake City.

As a constant country that has been hostile to the former Xi State for hundreds of years, there have been too many bloody wars between the two countries.

Many of the fathers and grandparents of these soldiers were killed in the war with Changguo.

At this moment, when Xia Yan shouted out that sentence, it also ignited the flame in their hearts.

The crowd began to charge like crazy, even though it was still very far away from the Changguo Imperial Palace at the moment, their speed did not slow down for half a minute.

At this moment, Xia Yan was charging, but Zhu Di on the other side was not idle.

He was standing on the bow of a ship at the moment, driving the boat above Lake Tai to the Changguo Pier.

Soon after, Zhuge Liang's army also arrived, and when he saw that Xia Yan had already charged towards the city, he sighed that it was not good, and then immediately caught up.

At this moment, Xia Yan had already charged to the vicinity of the palace, and the vicinity of the palace was dissatisfied with the army, and tens of thousands of people were majesticly ready to go.

Seeing this, Xia Yan, who knew that time was running out, did not hesitate for a minute, raised his long sword and rushed directly towards the crowd.

The soldiers in the rear also quickly roared and began to charge.

In the midst of the chaotic battle, Xia Yan held a long sword in his hand and operated an evil sword spectrum, and the long sword was extremely sharp out of his body.

Tear pull –

With a crisp sound, Xia Yan stabbed with a sword.

The blood of a Chang soldier gushed out.

I...... Killed......

Xia Yan looked at the Chang soldiers he had killed in front of him, and fell into a short stupor.

The swordsmanship recorded in the sword spectrum to ward off evil spirits, every move is a direct hit, and if it is stabbed, it will either be dead or disabled.

And the soldier just now has obviously become the first sacrifice of his swordsmanship.

At this moment, Xia Yan's heart turned upside down, and even doubts began to arise in the deepest part of his heart.

Is it worth it to do this for a woman who is just a one-sided relationship?

What's more, this woman is still a woman who is about to marry someone else.

But in Xia Yan's heart, no one responded after all.

After a moment, Xia Yan forcibly calmed himself, he had reached this moment and there was no turning back.

So Xia Yan clenched the long sword in his hand and yelled at the sky, and continued to rush towards the crowd.

In this battle, the Great Xia army and the Chang army were killed in the dark, and the corpses of the two sides together were piled up.

The hundred-year-old grudge broke out completely in this battle, as if everyone had lost their minds, and everyone was killing with red eyes.

And Xia Yan, even in the end, the blood-red long sword had been broken.

He couldn't remember how much human blood was already on his sword.

Similarly, although Xia Yan has a supreme evil sword spectrum, he is only a mortal in the flesh after all.

It had taken up all the strength to slash dozens of people in the crowd.

At that moment, dozens of spears stabbed him, and Xia Yan could feel the threat of death extremely clearly.

Of course, in order to ensure safety, Xia Yan once ordered someone to create a golden silk soft armor for himself, and at the same time, he also had a golden bell cover iron cloth shirt.

But the golden bell hood iron cloth shirt is indeed invulnerable, but it is definitely not that dozens of guns are invulnerable!

Just as Xia Yan was preparing to meet death, a white-haired old man appeared in front of Xia Yan.

The old man's momentum was incomparably overwhelming, and dozens of people were shouted back with an angry shout, and then dozens of spears were stopped with both hands.

The old man's face, Xia Yan has seen it countless times, Father-in-law Luo.

Luo Gonggong pushed everything sideways, and one person withstood the attack of dozens of people in his life, but at some point, Xia Yan silently stood up behind a "corpse" that Chang Guo had died in battle.

Pretending to be dead here for a long time, the man at this moment finally found the opportunity, and directly picked up the spear next to him and stabbed it behind Xia Yan.

Before exhausting all his strength, Xia Yan just remembered that he felt as if he had been pierced by a spear in his chest.

At that moment, an indescribable pain spread throughout the body.

Seeing the spear piercing his chest, Xia Yan was shocked.

Don't you have gold silk soft armor? How can it be punctured?

Later, when I thought about it, this thing seems to have been taken by He Shen to watch, could it be a transfer?

And baby, really have your ......

It's okay now, the life-saving thing is nothing, it's really going to burp.

Usually self, with a golden bell hood iron cloth shirt.

As long as it is not a superb weapon like Jiang Han's arrow, it is impossible to break through your own defenses.

But now, the last bit of strength in Xia Yan's body has been exhausted.

Naturally, the iron cloth shirt of the golden bell hood will not exist.

In addition, the golden silk soft armor is a fake, even if it is a gun handle without a gun head, it can pass through Xia Yan's body.

At this moment, Xia Yan looked at the spear on his chest and smiled slightly.

Seemingly...... Are you going to die......

It's okay to do this, although I didn't see the girl, but at least I can go back.

After I go back, I can get that small goal, as long as I am anesthetized by money and alcohol every day, I will forget about her after all.

Girl...... Bye......

Great Xia ...... Farewell......

I don't know how long it took, Xia Yan seemed to feel that he was traveling in an endless star field.

It was pitch black in front of me, and I couldn't feel the slightest substance.

No, everything in front of you is not even darkness, darkness has color, but everything in front of you is not even dark.

It's a kind of nothingness, not even color, nothing.