Long Ying said to him with confidence: "You are a real dragon warrior like us, but you are Zhilong, the same as the boundless brother!"

When he said this, people really felt a little like it, and even stones couldn't refute it. No wonder he felt the elixir energy condensing in his stomach recently, knowing that his kung fu had just reached the level of martial arts, now was not the time to freeze the elixir!

Something strange looked at the stone and asked: "But if he is really a true dragon warrior, why are there no dragons?"

The road became invisible and said to the stone: "Military division, can I touch your skull?"

Stone couldn't help but want to know his identity as soon as possible, nodded and said: "Okay!" He lowered his head.

Lu put his invisible hands on Shi Shi's head, untied his bun, touched his forehead on both sides of his head, and said happily: "That's him!"

As soon as they heard it, they also ran over and touched two bones one after another. They didn't know why there was no dragon, but they were absolutely sure that the military counselor was one of the sixteen real dragon warriors!

"When the shadow comes back, the three brothers will come out, and our sixteen brothers will be here! Just around the corner, we are going to restore the Four Seas Dragon Clan!" I said excitedly looking at the crowd all the time.

Shi couldn't help but nodded, and said over his shoulder: "Then we have to wait until we go to war. When the world is unified, the emperor will return to the throne!"

Everyone nodded.

I asked: "What is Long San's current situation?"

A group of people were silent. Lu sighed, shook his head and said, "The Dragon King is still here, we don't know what's going on."

Long Ying shrugged and said, "Don't worry, Third Brother is fine!" I can feel that his Dragon Pill is slowly recovering! "

At this time, the horse galloped out, scolded at the door, ran into the yard, knelt in front of me and said: "Emperor, Yin Jun is ready to attack the city!"

grass warrior

One:, Next:, Battle of Wasteland and Grassland, One,,, Battle of Wasteland and Grassland.

At the foot of the mountain, horses neighed and cold light flashed. (Hua. The Marshmallow Yin army has gone down the mountain and gathered on the wasteland.

I stood on the wall, looking in the direction of the mountains, with a sneer on my lips. Jin Hu finally ran out of breath. It seems their hunt last night wasn't perfect, otherwise they wouldn't have launched an attack on the city so ill-prepared!

"Knock on the door!" The sound of war drums sounded, and the Yin army began to advance. The entire wasteland was as dark as a dark cloud, and they arrived at Xianji!

Outside Wengcheng, the Xuan army began to assemble, with the Qilin regiment in the front, the Feilong regiment in the middle, and the last one was the Black Turtle regiment. Each regiment had more than 30,000 people, and there were a total of 100,000 people on the edge of the grassland!

As the flag fluttered, Xuan Jun began to move forward. Every time he took a step forward, the guards drank wine and said: "Go, go!" Quick, quick! Go quickly! "

Five hundred steps away, the two armies stopped at the same time. This was a distance that even the Yin army's chariots and crossbows couldn't shoot, let alone ordinary bows and arrows!

Jin Hu was sitting on the chariot, looking at Xuan Jun in the distance, humming coldly, a war horse rushed out from the side, and sitting on it was a man wearing thick armor and holding the imperial decree in his hand. He ran to Yin Jun and read the imperial edict to Xuan Jun. As soon as he finished reading, he jumped out of his hand, unarmed and wearing a Confucian guard uniform,

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