Fantasy: Sign In To Yanyun Eighteen Riders at the Beginning

Then, the blade in his hand was broken and flew out.

The bronze arc knife in the hands of the barbarian slashed down fiercely.

Make a harsh sound.

I saw the soldiers of the Xuanwu Army were directly beheaded on the spot.

This is a massacre, and one side is the barbarian warriors who have already recharged their energy and are fully prepared.

On the other side, it is the hungry and weak Da Zhou people, the battle between the two sides.

The result is obvious.

Therefore, the defeat of the Xuanwu Army was a matter of time.

When the northern position was breached.

Of the fifty thousand Xuanwu troops, none of them survived.

Even Marquis Xuanwu was nailed to the ground by his own spear.

There was unwillingness in his eyes.

And other places, too.

The head of Marquis Shenyun was cut off and hung on the war spear of the barbarians.

Marquis Mu Yun was pierced by a spear in his chest.

But fortunately, he fled back to the top of the mountain with serious injuries.

However, the army commanded by the family was completely wiped out.

There is no pride in the past, only endless sadness on his face.

Only at this time did he realize the power of the barbarians.

Xiao Tianyi can resist the opponent for 30 years, how difficult it is.

It became clearer that Lu Yu was smashing thousands of miles across the desert.

How amazing it is to lead dozens of people to kill thousands of barbarians.

The Queen of the Great Zhou Dynasty, looking at her subordinates, fell into a pool of blood one by one.

At this time, she was standing on the top of the mountain, and you could even see the hideous faces of the barbarians on the mountainside.

At this time, he slowly closed his eyes.

Then he opened his mouth.

"The barbarians, how long will it take to reach the top of the mountain?"

At this time, she understood that she was powerless to return to the sky.

Xiao Tianyi sighed.

Looking at the tired queen said.

"Your Majesty, judging from the current situation, our army can withstand up to two hours!"

"That is to say, after two hours, I will die here like these warriors, right?"

When it comes to here.

The Queen's face, on the contrary, became extremely calm.

However, a pair of eyes showed unwillingness.

At this time, what she expected most was a miracle.

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At this time, Xiao Tianyi did not speak.

He just clenched the sword in his hand.

As long as she is there, the queen will be fine.

He bears the grace of the royal family.

Now is the time to be faithful.

It's just that the image of her daughter will appear in her mind from time to time. If she dies, what will Hong Ling do.

Moreover, she always wanted Lu Yu in her heart.

Now the other party is afraid that the blood of the Northwood Fortress has already been bloodied.

How could he resist the attack of the 30,000 barbarian army with only a few dozen people.

Thinking of this, it can only be turned into a sigh.

At this time, the screams of killing in the battlefield can already be transmitted to their ears.

Fulong Mountain, which was not high at all, was dyed red with blood.

The battlefield is completely out of control.

The army that was originally in charge of the position had already begun to retreat at this time.

From the mountainside, retreated to a place close to the top of the mountain.

In other words, the barbarian people are already going to kill the top of the mountain.

The pungent **** smell spread everywhere.

The battlefield is brutal.

At this time, Lu Yu also discovered the battle on Fulong Mountain.

He knew that it was no longer suitable to move around.

It's time to confront the barbarians.

Behind him, Xuanjia Army and Tiger and Leopard Riders stood quietly.

They are like warriors in hell.