The sea of fiery red roses seems to have no end in sight, standing between the horses, looking at the mountains in the distance, and listening to the breeze of Erhai Lake......

On the distant horizon, Liu Chen finally saw the endless dark clouds, there was no thunder, let alone a storm, only the neat and solemn sound of horses' hooves, one step at a time, hammering everyone's heartstrings. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

The east revealed the white of the fish's belly, and the soft warm sun was sprinkled on Liu Chen's shoulder armor, refracting a dazzling light, when the 500,000 people of the Youzhou army lined up on the other side of the sea of flowers, the king of Canglan smiled and raised the holy sword in his hand.

"Afraid?"

Liu Chen raised his voice to ask, and the Canglan Legion was silent in an instant.

"I'm afraid to be alone...... Hehe, just looking at it like this, there must be more than 500,000 people on the other side...... It's really unkind to hear that people are super this guy!"

No one should joke with Liu Chen, the Youzhou Army, which claims to have 500,000 soldiers, is much more than the Canglan Army, which is actually 500,000...... This is also a strange thing, since ancient times, the leading commander will only talk about his own people to report more, what 300,000 to 500,000, 1 million is common, but Liu Chen really found out for the first time that Wen Renchao actually reported the number of his army to less......

"The boss on the other side, but the king of the human race!"

Suddenly, on the silent Erhai Plain, there was a soft shout without joy and sorrow, it was Wen Renchao, in the battle formation of the Chinese army of the Youzhou Army, facing the north, raising the flag.

"Lone is the King of Canglan!" with a sneer, Liu Chen raised his voice so that more than a million people in this sea of flowers could hear clearly, "The rebels on the other side, do you still have any questions?"

"Hahahahaha!" Wen Renchao's wild laughter made this vibrant morning suddenly dyed with a hint of coolness, "There will be records in the history books that today, Ben Shuai exterminated the remnants of the Canglan Army in Cangshan and Erhai, and beheaded the Canglan King Liuchen!"

"Did you hear that?" Ignoring Wen Renchao's sarcasm, Liu Chen chuckled and turned his head, looking around at the soldiers of the Canglan Legion left and right, "That little deflated three on the other side will be killed...... Do you say yes?"

"No!" The birds suddenly rose, everything was frightened, and the 500,000 people responded in unison, which was enough to make the blue sky of the morning sun, begin to look a little bleak.

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The star-chasing horse is extraordinary, carrying Liu Chen in front of the Canglan Legion, facing everyone's hot eyes, Liu Chen raised his sword, lightly touched the soldiers' halberds, "dangdangdang", loud as a morning bell, crisp as a war drum......

"You ...... Some people come from the lonely mountains of the far north, some people come from the dark jungles, some people are born with precarious circumstances, and some people live with thousands of graces......"

“......”

"Today!" the mask covered Liu Chen's face, the breeze, but it couldn't take away his majestic and majestic figure, "We have different identities and different races, but we are united, united in the land under our feet that we can never give up!"

“......”

"Maybe one day, we will forget to resist, we will get used to obedience...... Our descendants will not remember our former glory...... At that time, the sacred tower of Chaoge suddenly fell apart, and the brick walls of Chang'an would turn into scorched earth, and you would not remember the evening bell of Qianfo Mountain, and you would be lost in the valley of the Heavenly Punishment Forest......"

“......”

"All of this is likely to happen in the near future...... But not today!" Dull and rapid breathing, accompanied by the sound of iron armor brought by the rise and fall of his chest, Liu Chen raised his long sword, and in an instant he was hoarse: "Today, we resist desperately! Today, we will always remember the glory! We will die in battle, we will die in the homeland where I was born and raised, we will drain the last drop of blood, throw away the last piece of meat, for the family behind us, for our children, for our tomorrow, we will stain the cold armor with blood, and fight to the death!"

“......”

"Brothers, sisters, for victory, for Dongriku!"

"Kill!"

"For the Eastern Continent!"

This is a battle destined to go down in history, 500,000 Eastern Land Coalition troops, the decisive battle of nearly a million immortal invading army, in the sea of roses all over the mountains, the horn of the charge suddenly sounded, and the Snow Spirit Knights who returned to the world under the leadership of Beigong Huan were like a steel knife, piercing the heart of the invading army.

Thousands of white hairs fluttered, interspersed from the gaps in the armor and helmets, and fell on the fragrant breeze of the Erhai grassland......

"Supreme Haotian, please send down the light of God to shine on your most pious people...... Fight! Fight! Holy Light Forever!"

On the other hand, when Wen Renchao's chant resounded in front of the restless...... When the more than 10,000 immortal vanguard troops attacked the Xueling Knights, they charged at the same time, on one side were the most powerful knights in the history of the Eastern Continent, and on the other hand, the extraterritorial immortal vanguard army was like a god descending, and the two steel torrents full of slaughter collided together, playing an elegy of life and death......

"Bang!"

"Boom!"

"Kill!"

The divine light of the priests of the state religion, as well as the chanting of the warlocks of the Xuan clan, lit up the most brilliant sparks under the blue sky in this endless field that suddenly became noisy.

Liu Chen's face was grim, leaning on the star-chasing horse, the dark and dull Fengmang Sword left a hideous and dazzling sword mark on the grassland, and the bright red roses were scattered all over the sky, clustering around Liu Chen, like the wind, like thunder, like the seven colors.

"For the Eastern Continent!"

"Shout the name of my king!"

Every soldier of the Canglan Legion followed Liu Chen with enthusiasm, shouting and roaring, and rushed to the distance of the Jin Ge Iron Horse.

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Chang'an, Forbidden City, Manna Temple.

"Projectile message, eight hundred miles plus urgent battle report!"

When the civil and military officials were silent, the messenger who came in a hurry knelt outside the hall with a sweaty head, and without waiting for the Empress Rose, who was sitting on the jade steps, to ask, the voice of trembling excitement, like a pebble, quietly fell into the calm and waveless water, and a circle of increasingly violent ripples gradually rippled in the hearts of everyone in the Manna Hall......

"At dawn today, the Imperial King of Canglan and his 500,000 soldiers of the Canglan Army fought a decisive battle with nearly one million invading troops in Cangshan and Erhai...... The battle is fierce, and the front is ...... Ahead...... Lost touch ......"

"Bang!" In the hall where the needle could be heard, people could only hear the top of the jade steps, and the seal in the empress's hand fell heavily on the golden platform......

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Canglan County, Fucheng.

"Auntie, are you bringing the child here to do it?"

"Yes, mother, there are so many people, Xiaoxi is afraid ......"

The statues of the Canglan Kings on the square are still lifelike, Beigong Fu made up lightly, and it was very rare to wear a full-width honor guard symbolizing the Queen of Canglan......

"Your fathers and brothers, your husbands, and your sons are fighting with the husbands of this palace in the dim and boundless Cangshan and Erhai Seas, and I want to ask them why they are fighting? For us! For the sake of the Eastern Continent! At this moment, this palace is with you...... May the saints of the Eastern Continent protect us forever!"

Turning around, he handed a heavy drum hammer to Liu Poyu's hand, looking at Liu Poyu's extremely struggling appearance, Beigong Fu smiled, bowed his head and comforted: "Child, go and beat the war drums of your hometown for your father!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

All the people bowed their heads, sang loudly, and praised our king...... (To be continued.) )