Xin Zhuo didn't look back, his gaze kept on the sky, and at this moment, his voice was calm and heartwarming: "In the Thirteen Kingdoms of the Western Regions, people are panicking!" In the Western Regions, the strength of the army is already extremely weak! In they can no longer afford to frustrate! Win in their impetuousness! At...... I, Jiang Yuqing, are here! ”

There is nothing technical in this sentence, there are no inspiring cruel words, and there is no basic operation to fan people's hearts, but the invisible self-confidence has infected Jiang Guen.

He bowed his head slightly, three steps behind the king of the county, and his old face was already full of perseverance and determination to die!

Like him, there are hundreds of robes behind him!

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

The army of the Western Regions finally stopped marching, and it was three miles away!

This is already a very close distance, and the boundless army can't tell how many people there are, as if the whole world has been dyed with colorful armor.

An invisible fierce god and evil aura rushed to his face.

Thousands of Western Regions generals slowly walked out of the camp of the 800,000-strong army, full of aggressive wait-and-see, and the middle three were the three marshals of Si Siqi, Sesina and Gou Heide.

They didn't have the slightest intention of talking, and they looked at the sky silently, as if they were looking for a suitable time to annihilate the Western Qin army.

Thinking about this kind of thing, sometimes everyone is connected.

The two armies are facing each other, and there are more than one million lions at this moment!

This is also a shocking, depressing, and terrifying scene in all dynasties!

It seems that even the wind has stopped.

The suffocating atmosphere swept in all directions, and a row of geese flew in from a distance, turned around in a messy manner, and fled into the distance.

There is no poetry and distance here, there is no picturesque scenery of the Western Regions, there is only the extreme slaughter of the battlefield that is about to begin and the primitive, brutal and magnificent army of millions to fight for their lives!

Those who are watching from afar cannot help but be in a trance, restless, no matter what kind of mind or thought.

This is the battle that will determine the pattern of the land of Western Qin!

This is a life-and-death scene that will determine the outcome of World War I!

This is the ultimate romance between military personnel alone!

Xin Zhuo rode a demon horse, standing at the front of the 140,000 Western Qin army, he was lonely and proud.

The bloody battle of a million troops, the pattern of tens of thousands of miles in Western Qin and affecting hundreds of millions of people, depends on his orders in a moment!

He kept looking at the sky until the sun rose to the sky, and when the time was up, he slowly raised his right hand.

"Whew-"

The Western Qin army sounded the horn, dull, pale, and made people's hearts tight.

"Dongdong ......"

The nine-foot-tall Western Qin drummers, who were like the evil of the ancients, beat the war drums with all their might.

"Dongdong ......"

The armies of the Western Regions of the Thirteen Kingdoms also beat the drums of war, as if in response.

Everyone was looking at Xin Zhuo's raised hand.

After a pause of more than a dozen breaths, the hands finally waved down heavily.

"Boom! Rumble! Boom ......"

Hundreds of generals behind him galloped into the distance, and then 90,000 Western Qin infantry troops, archers, spearmen, blunt knife hands, horizontal knife hands, crossbowmen, and ironclad charging soldiers, under the leadership of their respective generals, slowly pressed towards the army of the thirteen countries in the Western Regions.

"Boom ......"

Fifty thousand Western Qin cavalry, wrapped in a cold-blooded rush to kill, rushed to the left and right flanks of the Western Regions Alliance.

This kind of operation was pressed by the whole army as soon as it came up, which made the Western Regions Alliance a little dazed, but soon the three marshals made a choice-

800,000 Western Regions Alliance troops are all attacking!

Warhorses neigh, armor collides.

"Boom ......"

The two armies were getting closer and closer, and finally they were an arrow away.

A general of the Western Qin Army raised the order flag and waved it down vigorously.

The general of the Western Regions Alliance also raised the command flag and waved it down.

"Hugh Hugh Hugh Hugh ......"

"Hugh Hugh Hugh Hugh ......"

The archers and crossbowmen of the two armies made uniform movements, and the bows were fully drawn and shot out.

The arrows that covered the sky and the sun and were densely packed like flying insects in the sky were missed, straight up to the sky, and then turned an arc and shot down heavily.

"Boom ......"

The shield-bearers of both armies raised their large shields at the same time.

"Dingding......

Dense arrows were scattered, indiscriminately hitting the armor, the shield, and the body......

"Ah......h

The piercing screams resounded in all directions.

The cold and bloodthirsty flag of the two armies ordered the general, and raised the command flag again: "Shoot!"

……

"Shoot!"

……

"Shoot!"

Three volleys, the two armies have already lost their lives and wounds.

The drums of war never stopped.

The old general of Tuobak swooped forward and swung his long knife vigorously: "Kill!"

"Gollum!"

Asul, the general of the Gumo Kingdom, held his spear in his hand, and his strange voice went straight to all directions.

"Kill!"

The dense army of millions rushed together like a tide in an instant.

Hundreds of trebuchets in the rear of the Western Qin army roared like beasts and "spit" out boulders.

The strange and tall catapults of the Western Regions Coalition also shot up dense stones!

"Whoosh ......"

"Kill!"

The primitive killing, at the moment when the front of the two armies met, had already begun!

The sound of roars, shouts of killing, and the sound of weapons colliding filled this vast land.

The cavalry teams on the left and right flanks, amid the dense sound of horses' hooves that shook the sky, began to charge frantically and engage in battle.

In this battle, there is no life or death.

This battle will surely shed blood in the beautiful land of the Western Regions.

However, Xin Zhuo sat on his war horse, surrounded by the iron floating guards, who had reached 800 after the wounded recovered, and remained unmoved.

There was only Tie Fuwei around, and even a group of people such as Xiongpaw, Murong Xiu, and Cui Ying'er also went up, and with their martial arts cultivation, they were already stronger than too many ordinary soldiers.

Half an hour!

An hour!

Two hours!

The boundless battlefield has been turned into a pulp lake, there are fights everywhere, weapons collide everywhere, corpses are stacked layer after layer, and the smell of blood goes straight to the nose.

The news came from the heralds in front of them, almost roaring:

"The King of the County! The striker is frustrated! ”

"The King of the County! There are signs of a rout on the left flank of our army! ”

"The King of the County! The Western Battlefield is close to a rout! ”

"The King of the County! There are too many enemy troops, and our army is powerless! ”

"The ...... of the King"

"Got it!" Xin Zhuo always said this, and his expression did not fluctuate at all.

The eight hundred iron floating guards behind him had gloomy faces, their eyes were full of murderous aura, and they also did not move.

……

"The Western Qin army is going to be defeated!"

A rare sneer appeared at the corner of Mr. Dongfang's mouth.

……

"The Western Qin army is going to be defeated! The fertile soil of Western Qin is ten thousand miles, and I am afraid that it will fall into the hands of the thirteen countries of the Western Regions! ”

"Is this the end of the three-hundred-year Western Qin Army?"

"Senior brother, what are you for?"

Feng Shuning, Shui Qingliu and a group of people muttered to themselves, lost their souls, no matter what, Western Qin is the Western Qin of the Great Zhou after all!

……

"The Western Regions Alliance has been exerted to the extreme, but the Western Qin Army ...... It's going to be gone! ”

Jiang Hu's steps were unsteady, and his face was already pale.

"General, don't do this!"

The three of them hurriedly snapped their fingers to help each other.

However, the Juansi Fairy suddenly stared: "Huh? Jiang Yuqing did it! ”

……

Xin Zhuo did make a move, he had been observing the Western Regions Alliance, and at this moment there was a dazzling look in his eyes, he clenched the cold iron spear, and suddenly rushed forward.

The eight hundred iron floating guards behind him didn't ask the reason, and they followed wherever the king of the county was.

"Amaterasu's hundred soldiers, invincible in all directions!"

Xin Zhuo's deep voice was like a flood of bells, crossing the battlefield, and his body was filled with an incomprehensible dazzling brilliance, and every time he took a step forward, it became richer.

The clouds in the sky rolled endlessly, and ripples full of charm flew in all directions, and then a huge unicorn phantom appeared, looking up to the sky and roaring.

This roar seemed to have a strange magic power, and all the Western Qin troops below, no matter how weak they were, no matter how miserable they were, instantly erupted with unparalleled violent energy, their eyes were blood-red, like wild beasts, and they let out bursts of roars, rushing to kill the enemy.

"The Western Qin Army is mighty!"

Xin Zhuo's voice was heard in all directions again.

"Long live the county king!"

Countless Western Qin soldiers roared angrily, charging without their lives!