The hearts of the three thousand old soldiers were agitated, and the clouds extended outward, and there was also a cloud outside the mountain that extended inward, from the rear of the Mengjun army to the head of Shengle City!

Two clouds connected!

"Today, fight side by side!"

The elite of the 10,000 cadres outside the mountain came to kill bravely, and the bald head with a tiger's back took the lead in the charge!

"Dad.... His Majesty the Emperor? ”

Gong Qingshan and many other veterans, the corners of their mouths twitched.

They all thought that Zhao Zheng was just a general of the Great Cadres and was born in a civilian country, so he was good at carpentry and carpentering.

Can.... Emperor?

How can you, an emperor, still know how to weave straw sandals, and talk to me about what kind of wood can be split into to make the best use of it?

You can't continue to fight like this, Gong Qingshan knew the seriousness of the matter, and said: "The old man will open the mountain first, His Majesty the Great Qian, let's lead the army away first!" ”

The situation is uncertain, and even if the Meng army is lured to attack according to the plan, there is a risk.

If the Meng army dares to come, it must have something to rely on, and it seems that the cadre army is only 10,000 people, and the number of the Meng army is crushed, if the war is unfavorable and the king of a country dies in the desert, the future can be imagined.

It will definitely repeat the scene of the northern starlings of the year, and the Meng people will go south again to slaughter the Central Plains!

Zhao Zheng waved his hand, and the strength of the cadres was connected, full of clouds, and his eyes were shining:

"Why bother to be prestigious! Although the cadres are outnumbered, they can still be defeated! ”

"A man, be fifty beards!"

"The cadres are mighty! Kill! ”

More than 10,000 elite cadres really rushed to kill like this!

"Hammer you to death!"

A member of the Meng general did not react, turned the horse's head to block, between the two horses, but only felt that the strength in the hand was loose, and then there was no strength, the bald tiger that charged in front of the direct hammer swept away the surrounding soldiers, with his hand wrapped around the entire waist, a loud roar, and pulled out!

Like pulling onions on dry land, he pulled this general up from his horse and threw it into the crowd, smashing countless times!

Hubutai was completely blinded by this sudden appearance of the cadre army, although he thought that there might be an ambush by the cadre army early on, but how could it be so strong?

Even the elite soldiers selected by the little emperor from the twelve guards are at most at the same level as the cowardly Xue army, but there are only 10,000 soldiers and horses, interspersed in the Meng army array, just like no one's land!

And the burly cadre headed by him, hammered a way, and turned around to kill, the entire army of soldiers and horses gathered and climbed steadily, swept non-stop, and the overwhelming numerical advantage of the Meng army was completely unstoppable!!

The cloud formed by the cadres and the old pawns in the city is too terrifying!

"Is this a three-pin?"

The little prince couldn't help it, why is the cloud of the cadres and the old soldiers of Shengle City so prosperous?

Obviously in the realm of three products, the sledgehammer in his hand is like flying, and he is born with the blessing of the clouds, killing the generals of the same realm in seconds!

"I'll meet him!" Suddenly, the step platform hit the horse and left.

The burly bald head just screamed, and the sledgehammer in his hand slammed down: "Rotten, the forehead hammer will kill you!" ”

With the help of the cowardly Xue Junyunqi, Hu Butai shot with the power of a product, but in a hurry, he couldn't stop it, but was shocked and numb!

What a morale blow!

The little prince was about to make a move, when he heard the mountain in the north like thunder, the sound did not stop, and the mountain wall trembled, and he was overjoyed, stopped his movements, and no longer cared about the burly bald head, but beckoned the sudden step platform to his side:

"What do you think of this sound?"

"North... Is there a movement in the north mountain? Hu Butai's expression froze: "There are also people opening the mountain?" And the cadre army? ”

"Listen again."

"Is it a sound coming from inside the mountain?"

"It's... It's him? ”

Gong Qingshan saw the cadres bravely rushing to kill, and was greatly impressed, although he didn't know how strong the cadres were, but this battle, with being outnumbered, did play the prestige of the Han family!

"His Majesty the Great Qiandi Emperor, but there are still reinforcements in the future?"

Gong Qingshan probably knew that this was just the vanguard.

If you want to use Shengle City as a bait to annihilate the people, these 10,000 people can't do it no matter how elite and brave they are, and now with the help of the clouds, the morale is high and fierce, but the clouds will be worn out little by little after all.

"Nature." Zhao Zheng bowed his head, he is not stupid, it is almost enough to hit the morale of the outnumbered enemy and weaken the cloud qi of the Meng army, the real main force has to be the border army of Mengzhong, calculate the time, it is almost time.

"That's good." Gong Qingshan relaxed his heart, maybe he could really succeed in one battle.

Suddenly, he heard the sound of the mountain trembling.

"What sound?"

"Mountain... The sound inside?? ”

Gong Qingshan suddenly realized that fifty years ago, the Meng man who made him fight so hard that he had to lead Qingshan to seal the city.

The first warrior of the steppe for thousands of years, Jin Mujin.

An earth-shattering roar sounded, like a wolf howling in the moon!

"Borji Kimmujin—"

At this moment, it was as if the mountain was reversed and the river was flowing backwards!

Even the clouds of the two armies trembled!

Wandering thunder, the soldiers who were a little far away from the clouds, no matter what was dry, were buzzing in their heads, their steps were unsteady, and they were retreating!

The cadres were shocked, such a might, a product!

And Meng Jun was shocked and then excited!

This voice, just like back then, shook the desert!

"Kaneki-jin..... He's alive? ”

Gong Qingshan's expression suddenly tightened, it was because he couldn't solve Jin Muzhen that he had to close the city.

Kim Mujin was in his thirties that year, at the peak of his prime, and fifty years have passed, and he is eighty or ninety years old!

At such an age, immortality is outrageous, there is no food and water, how can you survive without eating or drinking, and still have such power?

Zhao Zheng picked his eyes and looked at it, one side of the mountain was broken, and out of a rough man, eight feet long, with red fruits on his upper body, tendons and flesh all over his body, hard as a lump of iron, he was a little frivolous in his words, and laughed:

"The development is very good, this guy has probably drunk water and eaten meat in the past fifty years, and his life is not hard."

Gong Qingshan and the old soldiers all jumped their eyebrows, and when they drank water, they could understand that there would always be crowding in snow water, mountain streams or something.

Meat....

He was not the only one who was pressed into Qingshan with Jin Mujin back then, but there were also a large number of Meng soldiers, and now only Jin Mujin is the only one who comes out, it seems that it is not because he is the only one who has a high realm and can live a long time, but because other people.... and they became food.

It's not taboo.

"What the hell, I'll kill you with a hammer!"

The burly bald head is very tiger, so powerful, and there is no fear, copying a drum urn golden hammer that is bigger than his head, and rushing towards Jin Mujin, but before he gets close, Jin Mujin just waved his hand, and the slightest cloud is useless, and he will swing it away!

The bald macho man who was still fierce and uninhabited was like entering a no-man's land, and even fell to the ground with a hammer, smashing out a big hole.

"General Pei?"

Meng Zhong and Zhao Yan happened to come here on horseback, and when they saw that the situation was wrong, they turned on the cloud qi and charged to save Pei Meng.

"Who is this?" Zhao Yan was suppressed by Jin Muzhen's momentum, and even his whole body trembled a little, goosebumps were rising, could the little emperor be the opponent of such a murderer?

It's not easy to mess with when you look at it! But now surrender to the Meng people... It's probably late.

"Fifty years... Under the sky... Still.. Yes... Han? ”

Jin Mujin has not spoken for 50 years, and he stumbles when he speaks.

Seeing the continuous influx of the Great Cadre Border Army, he looked up to the sky and roared, inhaled a breath of the cloudy army, stared at Meng Zhong led by him, and blasted it with a punch!

With a punch in the air, Meng Zhong, who had just arrived, flew up directly from his horse and flew sideways!

The peak of the second grade has no power to resist, and the power of a punch is terrifying!

"Why did General Meng change his light armor? It is still more resistant to beating than heavy armor. ”

Zhao Zheng's body moved, stood at the head of the city, took Meng Zhong down, Meng Zhong smiled bitterly, the injury was just right, and he was injured again.

Zhao Zheng still didn't feel nervous about the impending catastrophe, but just looked at Gong Qingshan and said:

"Fifty years ago, I have seen the majesty of the Mengren, my Han family soldiers, can press them under the mountain, how majestic should they be back then?"