"Kill!"

Boom boom!

"ah!"

A big battle is going on on Qianxing Lake.

The Qinglong Army was 100,000, advancing layer by layer, and the waves were surging.

Countless arrows flew over and fell into the lake.

The weapons were slashed on the lake, and waves splashed everywhere.

The fish and shrimp in the lake suffered unanticipated disaster.

The originally clear water of Qianxing Lake was stained red by blood.

More than 10,000 elite troops in southern Xinjiang fought bravely to fight the enemy, and all the swords, guns, sticks and sticks were smashed into the water, with a ferocious look and anger.

"ah!"

A Qinglong Army soldier was suddenly knocked by his teammates, and he screamed quickly, raised his head and floated on the Qianxing Lake. When he closed his eyes, he began to paddle.

"ah!"

Another scream, among the soldiers of the Water Soul Army, someone was splashed by a drop of water, and immediately wailed heart-wrenchingly, fluttering twice, floating on the lake.

"It's so fake. Do you think it's strong water sulfuric acid? There's no blood at all."

"Your uncle, you're like blood... Bastard, are you really bleeding?"

"I'm stupid? I just took a bite of raw fish."

"...You are cruel!"

Three hours of battle.

Whether it is the elite troops in southern Xinjiang or the 100,000 Qinglong Army, it is very painful.

This is indeed the most tragic battle in history.

My hands are sore.

My voice was hoarse.

I'm full of drinking water...

"The Qinglong Army is too strong! Our elite troops in southern Xinjiang have lost one-third of them! If you can't compete with the enemy, retreat! Retreat quickly!" Hai Dongqing roared hysterically, with pain and grief on his face.

"Retreat! The army retreats!"

"My king! Retreat quickly!"

"No! I want to avenge my southern Xinjiang soldiers!" Xu Yi swept over the domineering aura.

"My king, you can't have anything to do! Hurry up, Xue Cangyan is dead, take my king away! Let's go! I'll come to the palace behind!" Hai Dongqing shouted shrillly.

Wolf Dao looked angry: "No! I'll come to the palace! It's okay if I die, Haidongqing, you can't die!"

"No! I'll die, the Shadow Blade Army has all died five thousand!"

"Xue Cang, get out, we have only lost one-third of our troops!"

"Three thousand Shadow Blade Army have died in battle. My Shadow Blade King should live and die with the Shadow Blade Army soldiers!"

“…”

In the middle of Qianxing Lake, cobblestones were paved, and white clothes sat among two big trees on a simple swing.

He held his cheek with one hand and pulled the swing rope with the other, watching the show boredly.

It is said that there are people who specialize in filming now. These men will be able to live a very comfortable life when they retire from the army and go to act in movies, right?

Lan Jie's face turned red and it hurts so much that it feels very embarrassing.

He never thought that he would have a hard life, and he would have time to act with others.

Moreover, looking at the other person from southern Xinjiang, the performance was very good.

Expression, expression, tone, body movements.

simply……

"Chao Long Army, kill it! Fight to death!"

"Kill!"

The elite troops in southern Xinjiang retreated.

It's not too embarrassing to retreat.

After a while of pursuit, the Qinglong Army gave up the pursuit.

In this battle, the Qinglong Army "dead" 20,000 people!

The dead people stayed in Qianxing Lake by themselves, and they wouldn't go anywhere.

The three thousand elite soldiers in southern Xinjiang were "dead" and their bodies were piled up on barren mountains and buried.

After the battle, Lan Jie counted the losses and felt more heartbroken.

Some arrows cannot be picked up, and some damage will be caused to weapons, armor, etc.

"The French army closely monitored the entire Qinglong army. Those who made abnormal actions should be arrested directly. No one could be allowed to convey any news." Lan Jie shouted.

"Here!"

Half a day later, Lan Jie received a joint message from Ji Canghai.

"Greetings to my king!" Lan Jie saluted respectfully.

Ji Canghai smiled and said, "Lan Jie, thank you for your hard work, how is the battle?"

Lan Jie looked serious and with a hint of sadness: "Report to my king, the 100,000 Qinglong Army has seized more than 10,000 rebels in Thousand Star Lake, lost more than 20,000, and killed 3,742 people! The rebel Xu Mutian fled and led his army to the north of Xingyue Forest. I was planning to lead the army to pursue. The 200,000 Suzaku Army in the southern border is in the north, so it should be able to intercept the rebels."

Ji Canghai nodded: "Thank you for your hard work, continue to pursue. No matter what, I will kill Xu Mutian!"

"Here!"

On the other side, Xu Yi led the army northward.

"My king, when I leave, I should take away all the fish, shrimps, crabs, etc. Why should I leave it to the Qinglong Army?" Hai Dongqing expressed his great dissatisfaction.

Think about how much wealth it is to have so many fish and shrimps!

The Qinglong Army exploded a lot, but the elite troops in the southern Xinjiang were not idle either, and they all put in their strength.

"Forget it to kill you."

Xue Cang rolled his eyes: "You want to move Qianxing Lake away, right? What are you holding in your hands? You... have to squeeze the soil away? People pluck the hair when they pass by, but you don't even give one hair when they pass by?"

Hai Dongqing looked angry and said, "If you don't take charge of the family, you don't know how expensive your food, rice, oil and salt are. What do you know? If it weren't for me, the materials in southern Xinjiang would have been short of a long time and money would have been lost!"

Xu Yi asked calmly: "I'm the king's pot?"

Hai Dongqing immediately shook his head embarrassedly: "Yan Fei Xue Canglang's sword, Hongye Huzhen's pot..."

"Qiansu also has to take the blame."

Hai Dongqing took out his small notebook and wrote: "The Shadow Blade Army's materials were deducted by 10%.

Xue Cang: “…”

"Report!"

The scout turned over and dismounted, clasped his fist with his right hand to his heart, and knelt on one knee: "Report to my king, the 200,000 Suzaku Army is right in front, and there are still five kilometers away from our army."

"Take it again."

"Here!"

The scout is gone.

Everyone surrounded Xu Yi with their eyes burning.

"I can trust the character of the demons."

"My king..."

Long Ming hesitated a little: "Once the encounter and the Vermilion Bird Army takes action, we will... be doomed!"

Xu Yi strode forward with a faint expression: "I have been playing with my sword for nine years. Which time will it be a disaster? The enemy cannot do anything to me, let alone the soldiers and horses of my southern border? You guys, how dare you do anything to me again?"

Everyone was excited: "Dare to use their lives!"

Walk along the way, crossing mountains and ridges.

Five kilometers away, not far away, not near.

A large number of soldiers walked out of the weeds in the wilderness.

The 200,000 Suzaku Army was wearing fiery red armor, with a cold light flashing and exuding a wave of evil aura.

The Vermilion Bird Army, once the most ace army in southern Xinjiang, has gone through countless bloody battles and was reborn in blood.
To be continued...