Kasha looked down at the Ming army camp under Fengyu Pass, and his domineering aura was terrifying. None of the Yuanmeng soldiers beside him dared to approach him and could only look up to him. In their hearts, Kasha was an omnipotent god.
At this time, Le Yue also looked at Feng Yuguan. For three days, she had been troubled by what Lang Feng said that day, but she was relieved today because she finally understood who she loved, so she decided to do it today. Tell Wolf Feng. Suddenly looking at it, Le Yue sighed.
The land between the Ming Army Camp and Fengyu Pass turned completely dark red. There was so much blood that Le Yue couldn't bear it. But because of this, the Yuan Meng Army seemed to realize the Ming Army's tenacity. He couldn't bear such constant attacks.
300000!
Yes, in just three days, 130,000 Ming troops died, and 170,000 Yuan and Meng troops died. What huge numbers!
"Brother, you must take action this time!" Kasha suddenly turned around and said to an old monk with white beard and hair. If Zhang Xingfeng arrives, he will find out that this old monk is the Tantric elder who was in the Tuoba family's sky that day.
The great elder's face was still calm. Facing Kasha's question, the great elder could only sigh helplessly and said: "Junior brother, you asked me to take action against a little girl, but I really can't do anything."
Kasha immediately said: "Brother, you can't think like this. You have to know that if you decide to attack, then our Yuanmeng soldiers will die a lot less. For the sake of Yuanmeng's brothers, can't you give up your so-called principles?" ?"
The great elder's body trembled, and after a while he said: "Junior brother, your skill is only slightly lower than mine. I believe you are enough to complete this matter, so you'd better not cause your senior brother trouble."
Kasha had a wry smile on his face: "Elder brother, don't you know why I invited you here through a thousand-mile transmission? If I could catch the princess, would I still beg you? Haven't you noticed that these two days The one who killed the most of our Yuan Meng soldiers? He had already started a crazy attack before you got here."
Kasha's face seemed to be in pain: "Our 170,000 brothers have died, but 30,000 died in his hands. His skill does not seem to be as high as mine, but I can feel that his attack power is definitely not as good as mine." Low, this is the reason why I am troubled. I believe you also know that this man is next to the princess every day, and I have no confidence in catching the princess in front of him."
Such a scene immediately appeared in the great elder's mind.
A man with the same coldness as a wild beast in his eyes was like a phantom in Yuanmeng's army, flashing and appearing. Every time he flashed, someone's head would fly up, and every time he appeared, bright red and sad blood would splash.
The figure galloped through the Yuanmeng army with lightning speed, leaving only lifeless corpses behind him.
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"Brother, are you really unwilling to take action? Do you really want to watch this guy kill our grassland brothers like this? Do you really want to destroy my century-old hope for the grassland because of your bullshit principles? If it is true If that happens, then you will be a sinner on our grassland! A sinner!" Kasha's face was ferocious.
The great elder was shocked: the scene of Lang Feng killing each and every prairie warrior flashed in front of him again.
"The pursuit of a century-old grassland warrior, the century-old expectation cannot be shattered in my hands, no!" Determination suddenly appeared on the face of the great elder.
Kasha was secretly happy. He knew that the great elder had made a judgment. Kasha knew very well about this senior brother and was always so compassionate.
"Junior brother, I still can't take action against that little girl." The elder looked a little serious, and Kasha suddenly jumped out when he heard this: "You old stubborn, what's going on, you are still guarding your broken principles. "
"Junior brother, don't worry, let me tell you: I won't catch that girl this time, but I will ensure that the murderer cannot interfere with you."
Kasha was overjoyed and said: "Brother, you said you decided to help me contain that guy." This is what he was actually thinking about. With his senior brother taking action, could that killer god still be arrogant? Killing God is the title given to Lang Feng by Yuan Meng soldiers these days.
The Great Elder suddenly turned around and started walking down the city wall, and said softly: "Don't come to me anymore. When you decide to take action, let me know. I will definitely show up. I will not follow the centuries-old pursuit of the great prairie warriors." It broke him."
A smile appeared on Kasha's face, he looked at the Ming army camp below the city, and secretly said: "Soon, I will completely eliminate you."
One day later, the sky was a little gloomy, making people feel uncomfortable and stuffy in their chests.
"Beep—" the horn sounded.
Countless Yuanmeng soldiers rushed out of the city gate immediately, with an alarming increase in speed. Hong Zhu was currently roughly calculating the number of Yuanmeng soldiers attacking this time.
The more he calculated, the more shocked Hong Zhu looked on his face.
"Marshal!" Hong Zhu shouted loudly. When General Wang heard this, he immediately said: "What's going on? Don't make such a fuss. You must know that you are the deputy marshal."
Hong Zhu immediately said: "Marshal, look, how many people from the Yuanmeng Army dispatched this time?"
General Wang took a closer look and was suddenly surprised: "It seems to be much more than before, but I don't know exactly how many there are."
Hong Zhu immediately said: "According to my estimation, the Yuan-Meng army dispatched 500,000 troops this time."
"Half a million!" General Wang was suddenly startled. Now the entire Yuanmeng army only had 830,000, and half a million were dispatched. It seemed that they were definitely not attacking as usual.
"General Li, call up the two troops immediately. The Yuanmeng people seem to be serious this time!" General Wang roared fiercely. After hearing this, a general in the distance immediately followed the order and left.
"Listen, children of the Ming Dynasty. Surrender immediately. If you resist, we will crush the Ming Army camp without leaving any one behind!" Kasha's voice was so powerful that almost everyone in the Ming Army camp could hear it.
"Haha... Hahahaha..." Suddenly bursts of laughter rang out from the Ming army camp. Almost every soldier laughed, but what they were thinking in their hearts was almost the same: "As for you Yuanmeng people, the previous attacks were not You have killed the most people, and you are so arrogant.”
The victory in the battle a few days ago made these soldiers less afraid of the Yuanmeng Army.
Kasha sneered in his heart and said to himself: "I just want you to laugh!" Kasha showed an angry expression on his face and shouted: "Eagles of the grassland, now is the time to show how powerful you are, charge me! "
"ah… "
Countless Yuanmeng cavalry shouted, waving their scimitars, and rushed towards the Ming Dynasty's camp.
At this moment, a figure flashed and appeared on the road of the cavalry again.
"God of Death!" The countless Yuanmeng cavalry slowed down, as if they were afraid of meeting this God of Death.
"God of War!" The Ming army shouted suddenly, and the voice became louder and louder.
“God of War!” “God of War!” “God of War!”…
The sound resounded throughout the world, and every Ming army soldier looked with excitement on his face as he looked at the man standing arrogantly in front of the Yuanmeng cavalry. It was this man who easily killed those powerful Yuanmeng cavalry.
"Set up the formation!" Hong Zhu shouted suddenly, and all the Ming soldiers in front immediately changed their attack formations to 'triangle formation! ', the most common and practical formation.
"Impact!" Hong Zhu yelled suddenly, and all the Ming troops rushed towards the Yuanmeng people with ferocious faces. They were confident because they had the omnipotent God of War beside them.
Lang Feng felt a trace of misery in his heart. For three days, he kept attacking and venting, but he clearly felt that his heartache became more obvious.
"Pfft!"
The man and the horse were cut off in two!
Lang Feng began to vent wildly again. In his eyes, these Yuan Meng cavalry were tools for venting. Lang Feng charged through Yuan Meng's camp at an alarming speed. The sharpness of the sword made from secret sky stone cannot be compared with other weapons.
Behind him, there were pieces of blood splattering, and behind him, there were pieces of incomplete corpses left behind.
Only 'cutting' could make him feel better. Every Yuanmeng warrior he encountered was split in half, including their horses.
Kasha narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at Lang Feng, and suddenly sent a message: "Brother, the plan begins!"