"The White Tiger Ambition, the momentum of collapse of the sky!"

"The destiny is invincible!"

"Kill forever! Kill!"

The Qianling Army suddenly realized that it seemed to be surrounded.

The cavalry of Xiyuan, both front, back, left and right, continued to rush. Without the dispatch of the commander, it was difficult to form an effective defensive force and could not be resisted at all.

One by one, the soldiers of Thousand Spirit Army fell down like wheat.

He was either beheaded or cut off his throat, either chopped over or poked to death, or even trampled into meat sauce by the Nishihara Iron Cavalry.

The cruelty of war is interpreted in blood at this moment.

Yan Wei and the monsters were almost invincible wherever they went, so they specifically found generals to kill them.

If the Thousand Spirit Army is compared to one person, Yan and the other two undoubtedly chopped their heads and hands and feet.

The rest of the torso is still allowed to be cut?

In less than half an hour, the Qianling Army completely collapsed. With the appearance of the first deserter, the defeat of the Cangmang Demon God Army reappeared on the territory outside Xiyuan that once belonged to North and South Vietnam.

Unfortunately, they are even more miserable.

What is the Nishihara Iron Cavalry best at?

flexibility!

How can you run your feet above the four hooves?

The White Tiger Army rushed back and forth for more than ten times, but even a soldier from Thousand Spirits Army could not escape and was buried on this plain.

The smell of blood is too strong, and it is a scene of Shura hell.

"I offend my Tianlong, and I will be killed without mercy!"

Even if someone surrenders, no one will accept this battle.

What's more, the Xiyuan Iron Cavalry, following Qiu Hentian, is the war zone recognized by Tianlong as the most killing. In addition, how can the prisoners be left behind for the revenge of his companions who died in battle?

"Thank you, General Yan, for the hard work of the two generals, the ghosts and monsters." Hou Yuanqin sighed deeply.

When the strength exceeds too much, thousands of calculations and strategies are useless.

"You're welcome, it's all for protecting the people of Tianlong. We are soldiers, resisting foreign enemies, and killing invaders. It's our job."

"General Yan, can you tell me where you went in the year you disappeared? How could you become so powerful? Xiaojun is jealous." Shen Xiaojun said with a gaze.

She guessed that her father might no longer be Yan Wei's opponent.

They are already so strong, what about the Southern King? How powerful will it be?

"The land in captivity is too small, and the dragon land is very large."

Yan Wei did not hide from Shen Xiaojun. He simply said the adventures of himself and others, and also mentioned Xu Yi's strength casually, but concealed the news that Xu Yi was imprisoned in the Black Death Prison in the Kingdom of God.

Although it was just a few words, Hou Yuanqin could also guess how many life and death crises Yan Fei and others had experienced during that period.

Shen Xiaojun can no longer think.

Thinking back to the beginning, when Xu Yi first arrived at the northern border, he was even weaker than Shen Zhuo's level.

But now, just a few years have passed? Shen Zhuo has been thrown out very far.

The so-called Nanhongye Beixiaojun seems even more a joke now.

Hongye has become stronger than Yan Wei. How can she compare to Shen Xiaojun?

"We are indeed a group of frogs in the well."

Shen Xiaojun's pretty face was full of a bitter smile, but in her heart, she felt a firm sense of something.

"By the way, I forgot something."

Yan Fei took out a pill from his arms and handed it to Hou Yuanqin: "This pill is a healing pill personally refined by our white-clad military advisor. It has a very good effect. It can be eaten by the Western King and its injuries will recover quickly. The matter here is over, so we will go back to southern Xinjiang first."

"I will arrange for fighter planes to send three people." Hou Yuanqin said immediately.

Yan Fei and the other two did not refuse.

Chen Xiaojun also said goodbye and left, handed over the army in the northern border to his commander and took it back, and took the fighter plane to return to the northern border first.

The Northern Palace is a ruin.

Chen Zhuo looked at it with a complicated expression and sighed.

For more than 20 years, the enemy has never been allowed to cross the extreme cold canyon.

But now, even the Northern Palace has been destroyed.

The powerful country outside the captive land is indeed incomparable to Tianlong.

And he, Chen Zhuo, seemed to be old in his fifties.

The performance of the Mutian Army in the Southern Xinjiang has made Chen Zhuo's mentality grow older.

Times have changed. Chen Zhuo, who once shined with an era, belonged to the past, not to the present, and not to the future.

Now is the era of southern Xinjiang, or Xu Mutian.

"Dad, have your injuries healed?" Chen Xiaojun walked over silently, looking at the ruins in front of him, and was also sad, and asked softly.

"Okay." Chen Zhuo nodded.

Chen Xiaojun seemed a little difficult to say: "Dad...I..."

"I know, with your pride, how could you watch others throw you too much?"

Chen Zhuo exhaled: "Go, I support you."

"Where are you?"

Chen Zhuo smiled: "I am old and I am just like this in my life. I have no ambitions and just want to guard the northern border and your mother, but you are different, your life is still very long."

"dad……"

"Go, find your own way out, think more about everything, take good care of yourself, and ask yourself before taking every step, if you will regret it."

"I see."

Chen Xiaojun burst into tears, knelt down in front of Shen Zhuo's eyes, and respectfully ate three times.

After getting up, Chen Xiaojun gritted his teeth and let him stand the thought of turning back and run wildly.

The snowmobile was running like a lightning, and Chen Xiaojun's long hair danced freely in the wind and snow.

Along the way, she saw too many frozen corpses.

There were soldiers from the north and soldiers from the Qianling Kingdom that invaded.

"Dad has protected the northern border for nearly 30 years. I must not allow this situation again! I want to become stronger! Only in order to better protect the northern border, protect the heavenly dragons and the people, and live and work in peace and contentment!"

More than two hours later, the mountains and rivers in Beihan were cold.

Chen Xiaojun looked up and looked at the Wanren Glacier with the words engraved by the Tomb of Beloved Wife Xiang Hongluan, and tears couldn't help falling down.

"Mom, my daughter misses you!"

Chen Xiaojun knelt in the wind and snow, kowtowed three times at the glacier, then got up and got closer step by step.

In a low depression, there is an inconspicuous ice cave.

Chen Xiaojun jumped down and soon saw the ruins everywhere.

There was once a powerful sect here, but it had been destroyed.

Chen Zhuo obtained a powerful martial art here, which was one of his helps to enter the extraordinary realm.

What I didn't tell outsiders is that there is also a hidden teleportation array here, but no one knows where the destination is.

Chen Zhuo studied it for a long time and found the materials needed to open the teleportation array. He piled up bit by bit, which was one of the retreat he left for Chen Xiaojun.

If Tianlong meets a powerful enemy that cannot be defeated one day, Tianlong is destroyed, and there is no way to go to the sky and no door to the ground, Chen Xiaojun can at least escape from here, and there may be a glimmer of hope.

Chen Xiaojun quickly placed the materials and activated this miniature teleportation array by tying tricks.

Looking at everything in front of her, she burst into tears.

"I am the God of War in the Dragon Girl! I am Mr. Chen from the North! If I can't come back this time, I won't let you go! But if I can come back, I will be protected by my country, so I won't let this time be difficult and repeat it again!"

Swish.

The light flashed, and Chen Xiaojun disappeared.
Chapter completed!