Wang He is self-examining in his heart, after all, the Lingfu Wang family is also a Confucian family, and the kung fu of my three provinces and my body is also indispensable!

Also, I have to say that after decades of Chengping, the quality of the Lingzhou army has also declined quite a bit.

It's not the powerful army that followed Lingjun to conquer the south and the north and fight all over the world.

If I can survive this time, I must go to the Lingjun and re-equip myself, and the army must be re-trained.

When I was thinking like this, I had already heard someone shouting in fear: "Enemy attack, enemy attack......

There was panic in the city.

Wang He looked over and condescended, and saw that on the official road that came from the spirit, a cloud of dark green ghost fire rose.

These flames came in unison, in rows, and on a very large scale, which had already alarmed the whole city.

"It's reinforcements, it's the state reinforcements that have arrived!"

For a while, they could tell that they were all shouting with joy.

In the dark green flames, rows of ghost soldiers emerged in a neat queue.

There are also powerful ghosts and gods with red flame light or golden light on their bodies, no less than dozens of hundreds.

"Ancestral Spirit, it's Ancestral Spirit!"

Many spirit witches also recognized that they were all the ancestral spirits of the spirit witch tribes and so on.

These powerful ghosts and gods have long been under the command of the Spirit Monarch.

Not long ago, they all rushed to Lingshui Cave Mansion to see Lingjun, but they were not in Yinglou County.

This is also one of the reasons why these spirit witch tribes almost did not have any resistance and withdrew from the mountains one after another.

And now, with the return of these hundreds or thousands of various ancestral spirits, the various spiritual witch tribes suddenly seemed to have found the backbone of the main heart.

"Be careful, at dawn, Lingjun will personally lead the army to come for reinforcements!"

A voice announced loudly.

Suddenly, let the four cheers.

The name Lingjun has an incomparably huge prestige in the entire Lingzhou, whether it is the spirit witch or the common people.

The ghost soldiers along the way kept coming, and before dawn, they gathered an army of more than half a million people.

This is an extremely large number, almost half of the ghost soldiers in the entire Lingzhou have been used.

It also brings great confidence to everyone!

After waiting for dawn, Wang Zhenling will lead the human army to rush over to solve this crisis.

However, in fact, at this time, Wang Zhenling had already come and put himself on the battlefield.

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Just when Ruan Jing shouted in his heart, Lingjun, I will not live up to you and launch a decisive attack.

In this place, the canopy of heaven suddenly lit up, and countless fires converged, as if the sun was about to rise at dawn.

In the midst of such a red glow, a little golden light danced, gradually breaking free from the shackles and slowly rising.

This little light broke free, and in the blink of an eye, it had turned into a great sun, ruling the world.

"Lingjun is here, Lingjun is here......"

On the battlefield, all the remaining Victorious ghost soldiers let out a tsunami-like cheer.

So much so that when Ruan Jing looked up, he saw that the huge red glow was embracing golden light, which seemed to have set the entire heaven and earth on fire.

You can even vaguely see that in the core of the golden light like the great sun, Wang Zhenling's figure is faintly revealed.

He wore a wide robe and big sleeves, and wore a high crown on his head, and with just one finger, countless sentences of the Shanghai army were killed.

The ghost soldiers of Juhu, all of whom were surrounded by black-red flames, were all powerful beings above the evil ghosts, and there were about five thousand.

It seems that the number is much less than these so-called mountain demons.

However, these ghost soldiers have been subdued by Wang Zhenling for twenty or thirty years, but they are already a well-trained male soldier.

At this time, as soon as it came out, it was a neat battle formation, and the power was gathered in one place, and the flames of the entire battle array seemed to be fused together, like a raging volcano, and directly collided with it.

And although the number of those demons who arrived at the mountain was doubled, they were inevitably tired after a long battle, and more importantly, they were just a rabble, but they would inevitably suffer losses under such a big war.

For a while, it was the ghost soldiers under Wang Zhenling who had the upper hand!

Especially Wang Zhenling's gaze turned, and after seeing those most powerful golden demons, he immediately shouted: "Thunder!"

Boom Boom!

Seven or eight thunderbolts as thick as an arm thundered down, slamming down on these golden demons one by one.

Immediately, these golden demons let out a miserable scream, and one by one the light dimmed, and they turned around and fled.

Seeing those golden demons escaping, the other demons turned around and left indiscriminately.

The ghost soldiers of Juhu rushed and killed for a while, leaving two or three thousand demons, and then stopped the pursuit and slowly gathered around Wang Zhenling.

The remaining ghost soldiers of Yinglou County let out earth-shattering cheers, 100,000 ghost soldiers, and now there are less than 30,000 left.

"Your Majesty!" Ruan Jing, who had escaped death, came to Wang Zhenling and bowed to the ground.

Wang Zhenling said: "I've worked hard for you this time, take a good rest, and you will naturally have a chance to take revenge in the future!"

That Ruan Jing was complicated in his heart, but he said: "I am willing to die for the king!"

Wang Zhenling nodded slightly, looking at this number one general in the Yang world.

Anyway, he was recognized by Wang Zhenling with his actions.

Although in Shinto, there are more powerful and useful people than Nguyen Jing constantly swarming.

However, Wang Zhenling is nostalgic after all, as long as Ruan Jing does not fall behind, Wang Zhenling is willing to give him a chance.

At this time, the sky is getting brighter.

The city, which appeared between the mountains and between the nutrient crevices, gradually disappeared with the light of the day.

Wang Zhenling stood with his hands in his hands, his eyes seemed to have looked in an extremely distant direction: "Today's battle is just the beginning, and the whole world will be in turmoil!"

Not only Lingzhou, as the so-called boundaries between heaven and earth disappear one by one, this Dongchen world will merge with other worlds, and powerful enemies will appear in all directions!

However, Wang Zhenling didn't care about worrying about others, and what was more important for him now was to worry about his own Lingzhou.

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When the sun rose three poles, tens of thousands of black and oppressed armies had already marched to the bottom of the winning city.

The soldiers wearing heavy armor and carrying large shields gave the Spirit Witch tribe a great deterrent.

Since that year, the Lingzhou army resisted the cavalry with infantry and reversed the situation of the battle between Chen Buzhi and Gongsun Baima, and the Middle Earth army has had this kind of heavy infantry configuration.

However, no matter what the forces on that side have to admit, this kind of heavy army is still the strongest in Lingzhou.

The so-called Lingzhou heavy armor, a in the world is also!

That's what heterolites are talking about!

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