Xin Zhuo stood calmly, looking at the red sun that had just risen in the eastern sky, squinting his eyes slightly, he never thought that one day, he could lead thousands of troops and horses to fight on the battlefield.

But since it has happened, he Xin Zhuo not only has to break through the powerful martial realm, but also has to reason with the countries of the Western Regions!

He not only wants to be the highest master of the martial realm, but also the master of the Western Regions, the king of the Western Regions!

People, sometimes you have to fight!

His gaze swept over Jiang Guen, Yu Chijun, Tuoba Kedi, Toss Kun, Lin Haotian, Bai Xuanji, Jiang Yuxi, Jiang Man'er, Jiang Shisan, Yu Chi Shuozhen and so on.

Then he looked at the elite Western Qin army with no end in sight.

All of them looked serious and their eyes were blazing.

Xin Zhuo clenched the cold iron spear, and his voice was loud and calm: "Today, I, Jiang Yuqing, will take you to conquer the countries of the Western Regions, and the Western Qin army is invincible!" Conquer it all! Wherever the sun and the moon go, they are all defeated generals of my Western Qin army! All human dwellings are our killing and hunting grounds! ”

"The Western Qin Army is mighty! Long live the county king! ”

In the distance, Yan Xuanzong's first forehead bruises and shouted.

"The Western Qin Army is mighty! Long live the county king! ”

The 140,000-strong army shouted in unison, endlessly, and the sound shook the sky.

Like a mountain roaring out of a tsunami, the sky collapses and the earth cracks.

Xin Zhuo had already ridden the offspring of his father Jiang Wen's original mount, a two-horned, snake-scale war horse of a divine horse, carrying a spear, the golden armor shimmering in the sun, the war horse raised its hooves and roared, and the spear was already raised high: "Advance!"

"Boom, boom, boom......"

The 140,000-strong army unfolded a dense earth-shattering clash of armor and the sound of horses' hooves and footsteps.

Follow in the path of the king!

……

On the city wall in the distance, Jiang Hu's heart fluctuated, his face was full of red, and he muttered: "More courageous than his father and my brothers back then!" This kid is finally going to do it, do it! ”

The armor around them is like an empty space, and the fairy and the spirit grandmother glanced at each other, and it was difficult to hide the excitement in their hearts, they were in a high and profound realm, and they were not people whose mood fluctuated at will, but at this moment, their heartbeats were terrible.

"I don't know how to win or lose this decisive battle?"

The Fairy looked at Jiang Hu: "How sure is the general?"

Jiang Hu looked stunned: "This ...... I don't know, this kid won't tell me anything! Even my daughter doesn't want to talk to me! ”

Sigh leisurely, a little lost.

Jia seemed to be empty and said: "Why don't you go over with the army and take a look, what is the outcome of this epic war that determines the land of Western Qin and even the pattern of the Western Regions?"

Grandma Ling smiled: "It's with me!"

The four of them glanced at each other, their figures flashed, and they chased straight after the army.

Ten miles away on the top of a deep mountain.

Mr. Dongfang, who was dressed in a washed white Confucian shirt and gray hair, silently looked at the Western Qin army that stretched for more than ten miles, and his expression was uncertain.

There were three people standing beside him, a young man with a strong physique, a handsome girl, and a bewitching woman with one-horned eyes and blood-red eyes.

"What does Uncle Ancestor feel about this battle?"

The handsome girl looked at Mr. Dongfang, her face also full of doubt.

Mr. Dongfang was silent for a long time before he sighed softly: "Although that kid has played a lot of tricks and even made a plague, there are still 800,000 soldiers in the Western Regions!" Si Qi and Sesina are the generals of the Western domain! ”

"140,000 against 800,000, hehe......"

The sturdy young man smiled.

……

The peak of thirty miles north of Xingling Mansion.

At this moment, Feng Shuning, Ning Zhiwei, Tuoba Ling'er, Ling Junyao, Lu Jiu, Shui Qingliu and others stood in a row, quietly watching the army passing down the mountain.

A few months ago, in the Fengtian Pagoda trial of the Taiping Palace, more than 700 people participated in the original trial, and more than 200 people were killed by Jiang Yuqing with the puppet, and in the end only 500 people entered, even if many wonderful things happened in the middle.

For example, Feng Jian, Qin Yi and others entered the illusion with serious injuries, and by chance they healed in the illusion, and then shined.

For example, the county lord of Nanli seemed to be weak and weak, but he ended up killing all sides.

For another example, the eldest princess of Shengping, the first beauty in the capital, was abandoned by her husband on the second day of her wedding and entered Fengtian Tower, because she was Jiang Yuqing's wife, she attracted all the hatred, but her IQ was against the sky, her wrists were ingenious, and she wrote lightly to resolve everything, and finally said: Jiang Yuqing is how to abuse you, and it should be, and there are a few people worthy of being his opponents!

This beautiful princess even abused everything in the end, defeated Feng Jian, Qin Yi and others, and went to the end, before she and Su Miaojin tied for the first place, forcing the Taiping Palace to give birth to another sword formation diagram remnant lotus!

But in any case, this Fengtian Pagoda trial has lost its original color, and everyone's light has been taken away by the disgraceful, hateful and helpless King of Western Qin!

After the Fengtian Tower, the turbulent situation in the Western Regions touched everyone's hearts!

They struggled again and again, and came specially for nothing else, curious!

Looking at the endless and iron-blooded army at the foot of the mountain, a group of people looked solemn, but their hearts were already shaking.

Feng Shuning said softly: "It's really a mighty army, a warrior of Western Qin!" That Jiang Yuqing has some ability! ”

Ning Zhi frowned slightly: "140,000 vs. 800,000, I really don't know what he thinks, dare to make such a decision?"

……

"Boom, boom, boom......"

The Western Qin army crossed the Jinchuan Pass, walked the banks of the Meridian River and the Machuan Valley, and finally arrived at the Xiaofeichuan River where the vast field was thousands of miles away, and stopped.

The army of the Western Regions, which had been tortured by the "plague" for the past two days, although they couldn't figure out the mind of the king of the Western Qin County, the three marshals understood that the time for the decisive battle had come!

They didn't even bother to occupy the five prefectures of Xingling Prefecture, which were already defenseless, and eating these hundreds of thousands of Western Qin soldiers was all their thoughts.

Immediately, 800,000 "healthy" elites of the thirteen countries of the Western Regions went straight to Xiaofeichuan.

They even disdain to conspire and pay attention to battlefield tricks, that is, they want to fight head-on with an upright and mighty army, crush the Western Qin army, smash this strong army embedded in the Western Regions for more than 200 years, and break the myth of the invincibility of the Great Zhou!

……

The 140,000 troops of the Western Qin Dynasty have lined up one by one, stretching for more than ten miles, with flags covering the sky, spears and spears like forests, war horses neighing, and an invisible aura of blood and killing that can annihilate everything soars into the sky!

Xin Zhuo rode a two-horned demon horse, silently looking at the vast field ahead.

The hundreds of generals behind him watched calmly, just looking at the back of the county king at the front from time to time.

Half an hour later, there was a roar that shook the sky in the distance, and then a long black line slowly appeared, and then the dense army of the Western Regions slowly approached.

After a while, as far as the eye could see, the cavalry infantry of the thirteen countries of the Western Regions in various armors covered the sky and the sun, and the murderous aura of the vast and continuous, sky-high sky, rushed like a wave.

The veteran Jiang Guen's hundred-battle old horse kicked the horse's hooves uneasily, he was silent for a moment, and stepped forward: "Where is the certainty of victory?"

As the uncle of the county king, he is a fierce general, even if he is very convinced of the county king, he still asks.