Marquis of Grand Xia

As the sky lighted up, the two armies confronted each other, and the flag was swaying. Before the Northern Mongolian formation, Jiuqianqi riding a black black armor from the man to the horse, only showing a pair of eyes, was murderous and extreme. E┡Ω novel www "W. Ω1XIAOOSHUO. COM

After the heavy ride, it is the black Mongolian iron ride that is like the tide. The 70,000 iron ride, once charged, is enough to smooth out all obstacles and difficult to stop.

The Northern Mongolian King's Court is a country on horseback, with strong folk customs, everyone can ride and shoot well, and it is the best nation to fight.

Before the Third Army, Xiao Wanhua sat on the horseback with his halberd and looked at the **** clothes in the distance.

In front of the Daxia Army, the blood-dressed Hou pupil was angry in coldness. Daxia was thousands of years old and was ashamed of Beiwu.

The two marquis who used to be courtiers in the palace met today on the battlefield. There is nothing more to say. Only blood can wash away the hatred in the heart.

"kill"

With a single order, the two armies charged, Hong Tao rushed, and immediately collided together.

The invincible heavy ride is still unreasonable, like a sharp blade inserted into Daxia's camp. At the next moment, the most elite 30,000 forbidden army of the Kamikaze camp came forward to block the heavy ride.

The remaining 80,000 imprisoned troops bravely resisted the 70,000 Tieqi of North Mongolia. When Pu Yi confronted, it was bloodshed.

The fierce confrontation, wave after wave of impact, the North Mongolian Iron Horse and Daxia Forbidden Army fully engaged in battle, the battle was instantaneously hot.

Strict formation and multiple arms distribution are the best way to stop the cavalry. Despite the hard work of the Xia Xian Ban Army, they finally slowed down the pace of the Northern Mongolian Iron Rider.

On the other side, Xueyi Hou and Xiao Wanhua fought together, and Wuhou lived and died in battle.

The cracking ground is constantly spreading, the power of Daxia Wuhou is undoubtedly, if the karma is too deep, it has already stepped into the congenital.

Around the two, there was a real shock, forming a vacuum zone where no one could approach.

Fighting against soldiers, fighting against generals, facing each other, pressing people's hearts.

Jing Wugong and Fan Lingyue looked at each other far away, and each calculated that this was the most crucial battle and could not tolerate failure.

"bass"

A kamikaze warrior, a spear in his hand, pierced the chest of a northern Mongolian heavy rider, and blood spewed between them, causing a lot of consternation.

Gradually, more and more heavy cavalry were pierced by spears, and Beimeng heavy cavalry began to increase.

"Keng"

Not far away, a long thorn stabbed on Mercedes-Benz's heavy rider, but was cut off hard and could not hurt half a point.

The diametrically opposed two situations made the soldiers of the Kamikaze camp a little ignorant, and the three commanders began to realize that something was wrong, however, it was too late.

At the next moment, in the distance, eight thousand cavalrymen wearing black black armor appeared, avoiding the sharp edge of the Kamikaze camp and rushing into the Daxia forbidden army on the other side.

The terrible destructive power immediately drove the formation of the Daxia Army into chaos. The Northern Mongolian Iron Horse took the opportunity to keep up, and the 70,000 torrents stepped over it, and immediately flooded the Daxia camp.

The rapid changes in the situation, the Daxia side has not yet reacted, it has been sinking into the torrent of molten iron.

Half a day later, the battle was over, and all the soldiers of the North Mongolia trapped in the Kamikaze camp were killed in battle. Thousands of heavy riders used as bait were no exception.

However, in this war, Northern Mongolia won.

Above the plains, the infantry of the chaotic formation will never be able to withstand the fierce iron ride. After the battle, the Daxia Forbidden Army killed 40,000 and was seriously injured.

The Northern Mongolian side also has a lot of casualties, but it is a rare victory over the Daxia side.

Eight thousand heavy horses, sixty thousand iron horses, and fifty thousand infantry soldiers went south again, and nearly 120,000 troops had already lost more than half of them when compared, but Da Xia's defense line also had little left.

The heavy ride is difficult, Da Xia is desperate, and she is blocked by the Shenfeng Camp, but it also allows Fan Lingyue to catch the breakthrough exit.

Only nine thousand of the nine thousand heavy rides trapped by Kamikaze Camp were real, and they deceived Kamikaze Camp as bait.

Northern Mongolian horses are rich in resources. One horse and two horses. They are never used in wartime and normal use. However, this time all the eight thousand infantry horses used as bait followed by a thousand heavy horses are deputy horses.

The people of Northern Mongolia can ride good shots, and even infantry also have a strong ability to fight immediately. However, in the face of Daxia Kamikaze Camp, these soldiers still have no doubt all died in battle.

Under the night, after Ning Chen arrived, he looked at the devastated eyes and tingled in his heart.

"How, do you still think Daxia will not die?" Xiao Wanhua appeared, looking at the figure under the moon, and said lightly.

"Why, what did Fanyueyue promise you?" Ning Chen raised his head and asked very puzzledly. He had always wondered why Beiwuhou had betrayed. There was no reason to speak.

"There is no reason, from beginning to end, my heart has never deviated from Northern Mongolia," Xiao Wanhua said coldly.

"You are not a big summer man," Ning Chen's eyes said coldly.

"Are you surprised, shouldn't you think of it?" Xiao Wanhua smiled coldly and replied.

"You are waiting for me here, just to say this?" Ning Chen pressed down his heart and slowly said.

"Of course not, the military division told me to tell you that now you are no threat, a blind person who has been repaired to ruin, how can you fight her, and you will watch the rest of the day As Daxia goes to extinction, there is nothing he can do. "

After talking, Xiao Wanhua turned and left, and disappeared after a few steps.

Ning Chen's fists were pale, and he went east on a ghost chair.

He knows that Fan Lingyue is irritating him, but these words are also facts. Now, he really cannot help Da Xia reverse his disadvantage.

At the last chance, he will go to the end of the Far East.

Legend has it that the end of the extreme east is also the end of heaven and earth. This time, he needs to gamble.

He rarely did things he was not sure about in his life, but this time, he had no choice.

In the far east, on the easternmost side of Shenzhou, there is more than a thousand miles away from Daxia. The ghost car gallops without any hesitation.

After half an night, the ghost car still went east, without any intention of returning.

The closer the Shenzhou is to the east, the more desolate it will be, and there will be fewer and fewer people, and it will be no more than a thousand miles after an hour.

The thinner the aura of heaven and earth, the earth is also very barren. The legendary far east is more like a dead place.

Ning Chen did not dare to delay, and did not even look for the traces of the weak water, and continued to walk eastward all the way towards the end of the world.

On the east side of the sky, the dawn gradually dawned. At the last moment, the ghost chair finally rushed into the chaotic sea of ​​mist.

At the end of the world, the sky fire did not fall as expected, Ning Chen walked out of the ghost chair, looked at the strange scene around him, and his eyes flashed the light of marvel at the road.

The endless chaotic sea of ​​fog is constantly turning, rising at the beginning of the day and falling at sunset, unchanged for thousands of years.

Now, at the time of high tide, Wuhai is almost close to the height of Da 6, which is extremely strange.

Ning Chen withdrew the ghost chair and walked on the sea of ​​fog, shocked in his heart.

There is an end to the world, what an incredible fact.

After coming to this world, he has seen many incredible things, but he is still inevitably shocked to see this vast chaotic sea of ​​mist.

Suddenly, Ning Chen looked stunned, but seeing, a white figure in the distance sat at the end of the world, motionless, as if waiting for something.

In his thirties, his face was ordinary, there was nothing special, and he didn't even feel the breath that a warrior should have. However, Ning Chen felt unprecedented pressure.

All day, Ning Chen did not dare to approach, he did not know who this person was, but he was sure that even if he added up to a hundred, he would not be able to beat this person.

The white figure ignored Ning Chen, still sitting there quietly, waiting for something.

After the sunset was approaching, Wuhai began to sink. Ning Chen pulled out his ink sword and inserted it on the cliff wall, and then continued to wait for the night to come.

At this moment, Bai Yi's figure glanced at Mo Jian and Ning Chen again, and there was a flash of disappointment in his eyes.

"I wasted a good sword"

Twilight murmured softly, the words were very light, but Ning Chen, who was thousands of feet away, heard clearly.

Ning Chen is in a bad mood, and would like to reiterate that it's all about your farts, but he didn't dare to say it.

It didn't take long for the sky to finally get dark, and Ning Chen took the help of Mo Jian, climbed up from the cliff wall a little bit, and returned to the 6th place.

The chaotic misty sea below had no idea where it had landed, and it was so gray that nothing could be seen clearly.

Ning Chen left in a ghost chair and began to look for traces of weak water in this vast expanse of extreme east.

On the first night, Ning Chen passed quietly, and found nothing. When the Oriental Sky was lit, he returned to the rising sea of ​​mist.

During the day, Ning Chen had nothing to do, so he had to stand above Wuhai to practice his sword and wait for the sunset.

As everyone knows, in the distant evening, seeing this clumsy sword, his brows kept rising.

"Do not insult the sword in your hand again, otherwise, I'm afraid I can't help but kill you" Mu Bai said coldly.

Ning Chen was stunned, and the anger that suppressed it for a long time finally burst out, "I practice mine, it's your business."

As a future generation, since these days, Ning Chen has been suppressing his own nature every day, trying his best to help Da Xia through this disaster.

However, the longer the repression, the stronger the rebound, and it must be a cruel thing to ask a young man under the age of 20 to be absolutely calm at all times ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~

After Ning Chen scolded, he felt refreshed for a while, and at the same time he regretted it slightly. He seemed too impulsive.

Sure enough, Twilight's brows in the distance were lightly wrinkled, the light in his eyes flashed, the sea of ​​mist turned, and a sword of air appeared out of thin air, before Ning Chen.

At this moment, Ning Chen's heart felt a strong sense of crisis, his body flashed subconsciously, and Jian Qi brushed his right chest, drawing a terrible blood stain.

"Sword Shangxiu is a complete mess, but the response is not bad." Mu Bai didn't release the sword anymore and commented objectively.

Ning Chen did not dare to provoke any more, and politely bowed to Mu Bai, saying, "Thank you senior for your mercy"

He is not a fool. It is natural to see that the sword of Fang Cai did not have many killing opportunities. Otherwise, he could not stand here safely.

"How about Mu Chengxue, but did you remember the past?" Mu Bai said lightly.

Hearing the question, Ning Chen froze, and his expression changed suddenly.