One side is desperate and fighting, while the other side is just clearing the rebels and carrying out missions.

The mentality of both sides is different, and the combat power they burst out is different.

"Crazy! Kill them at all costs!"

They are all bloody soldiers. Do I dare not fight if you fight desperately?

When both sides fought red, when blood stained the whole world, it was like a tornado, sweeping the battlefield.

Blood was thrown away at all times, and corpses fell down.

"I just want to go back, why?"

"Father, my son will never see you again!"

"Wife! Take good care of our children! Even if I die, I will protect you!"

Despair and sorrow spread in the hearts of the soldiers of the army led by Panbu.

They were killing in tears.

Everyone in the southern border looked sighing, but there was no sympathy.

True is not in charge of the army.

The battlefield is ruthless, either you die or I live.

If the positions of the two sides are exchanged, Xu Yi believes that the meeting will do more ruthlessly.

At that time, would Panbu consider that the Southern Xinjiang Army also had wives, children and parents?

Time passes ruthlessly, and the fight continues.

The sky gradually darkened and the setting sun was as bloody.

There is no doubt that this is an extremely tragic war.

There are three million on one side and five million on the other side. Both sides have no dodge, no escape, no fear, just kill, kill, kill!

Everyone was red in their eyes.

Gradually, I couldn't tell who was the enemy and who was the comrades-in-arms.

They are all Tautu army.

The skills, moves, and weapons and armor they practice are all the same.

It was just that the five million troops that had seized the rebels had red cloth strips wrapped around their wrists to distinguish them.

But when blood exaggerates everything, in the battle of life and death in a moment, who is still in the mood to carefully distinguish whether there are strips on your arm?

Even if there is, after the blood is wet, the cloth strip will be placed on the armor and the blood will be applied all over the body. If you don’t look carefully, you won’t be able to see the cloth strip.

Often, if you cut down with one knife, you will find that you have cut off a friendly army, but it is useless... it has been killed.

The battle became more and more tragic under the blood of the setting sun.

Then, the sunset completely sets, and the night covers the world.

In the darkness, a torch was lit.

The killing continues.

The soldiers who were still alive, even their hands holding weapons could not control themselves.

Too tired.

"Kill! Kill them all!" A voice full of hatred came from the mouth of the general who had conquered the rebels.

The killing that had a momentum of calm became hot again.

If you can't carry the knife, you will bite it with your teeth.

Swept and fell into a pool of blood, roaring and wailing heart-wrenchingly, like wild beasts.

Gradually, it was dawn.

Banbu stood there shakingly, with a big knife in his hand dripping blood.

He looked at the orange morning rays emerging from the sky in a daze, and threw away the big knife in dejectedly.

The war has ended.

Within ten miles, countless corpses were lying in pools of blood, and under the illumination of the golden morning light, they actually had a different kind of thrilling feeling.

Although I shouldn't say that, this scene, bathed in the sun, is like a painting drawn by the world's top oil painting master, working hard.

The battlefield scene called tragic and bloody!

Banbu's energy was exhausted, and he killed many powerful men in the extraordinary realm, and even killed all the commanders of the Qingshou rebels.

And he himself was also covered in scars and blood.

In some places, you can clearly see the white bones.

There are less than thirty people who are still alive.

There are 8 million people on both sides, and there are only thirty left!

This level of tragic revives the war view of the people in southern Xinjiang.

In addition, more than 10 million soldiers died when Panbula attacked Fotu Pass.

The Tou Tuo Army who died in this thousand miles has reached nearly 20 million!

The Tianlong in the past is equivalent to all the legions of the four major war zones, including the southern border, the northern border, the East China Sea, the Xiyuan, and each person dies five times on average!

The war in the hegemonic country was indeed extraordinary.

The population base is too large, and the lives on the battlefield seem to be worthless.

Puff puff puff...

Those who have lived on this battlefield to the present have never escaped the hug of death.

Arrows penetrate their bodies.

Looking around, there was only Panbu standing among the corpses in piles of mountains.

"Banbu, thank you for your hard work."

The group came, and the eyes of Banbu turned numbly. Seeing the person in the lead, his pupils instantly contracted into a needle.

"Xu Mutian...Hai Dongqing...you..."

Seeing Xu Yi and seeing Hai Dongqing who fell behind Xu Yi, he looked very respectful, and Banbu understood.

Everything is understood.

"You will be retribution."

Banbu trembled all over, stretched out his hand and pointed at the battlefield stained with blood.

A few tears flowed in his eyes.

"Hahaha……"

The crazy laughter came from Banbu's mouth, and the laughter was heartbreaking and heartbroken.

"You will definitely be retribution!" Panbu said like a curse.

The faces of the people in southern Xinjiang were calm, but they did not change at all because of Panbu's words.

Hai Dongqing said lightly: "Banbu, when you go to the battlefield, you should be ready to die in battle. There is also a lot of blood stained in your hands. Could it be that today is your retribution?"

"Hahaha……"

Banbu didn't answer, but just laughed, just like a dying beast.

"Fighting on the battlefield, life is like grass. As a soldier, you and I understand it."

Xu Yi raised his feet and flew towards Panbu with a long sword.

As soon as Banbu raised his hand, he held the long knife.

"What's the meaning?"

Banbu sarcastically said, "Is it too hypocritical to fight with me?"

Xu Yi shook his head: "This knife is for you to commit suicide."

"There is no grudge between you and me, and I stand on the opposite side, no right or wrong, just because of the different camps."

Xu Yi bowed to Banbu: "Panbu, commander of Yushen Pass, go!"

Banbu looked down at the long knife in his hand, nodded, then looked at Hai Dongqing and said, "Hai Dongqing, I admit defeat. If there is a next life, you can wait for me to seek revenge on you."

"This revenge is not worthy of me, so I'm looking for them."

Hai Dongqing pointed at Long Ming and Fei Wu: "These are two military advisors of my Southern Xinjiang Army. They planned everything. I am just a puppet. Do it according to their plan and say it."

Long Min Feiwu's face turned dark: "Hai Dongqing, can't afford to play?"

Hai Dongqing shrugged and preached to Ban: "One of them is the fourth-level master level and the other is the first-level master level. It will be easier for you to kill them in your next life."

"Okay, I remember, the King of Southern Xinjiang, the Army of Southern Xinjiang! The Tou Tuo Realm is destined to be defeated, but you should not be proud, the Three Thousand Realms of Buddha Kingdom, the Tou Tuo Realm is just one of them, I'll wait for you."

As soon as Banbu finished speaking, he immediately committed suicide by slashing his sword.

Blood splattered, and the golden mountain was pushed into the jade pillar, and fell to the ground without closing his eyes until his death.

"Go away."
Chapter completed!