Kasha looked down at the Ming army camp under Fengyu Pass, and his domineering aura was very terrifying. No one of the Yuanmeng soldiers beside him dared to approach him, so he could only look up at him. In their hearts, Kasha was an omnipotent god.

At this time, Le Yue was also looking at Fengyu Pass. For three days, she had been worried about what Lang Feng said that day, but she was relieved today because she finally understood who she loved, so she decided to tell Lang Feng today. As she suddenly looked at it, Le Yue sighed.

The land between the Ming army camp and Fengyu Pass turned completely dark red. The blood was flowing too much, and Le Yue couldn't bear it, but because of this, the Yuan and Mongolian army seemed to have realized the tenacity of the Ming army and could not withstand such constant attacks.

300,000!

Yes, in just three days, the Ming army died 130,000 and the Yuan and Mongolian army died 170,000. What a huge number!

"Senior brother, you must take action this time!" Kasha suddenly turned around and said to an old monk with white hair. If Zhang Xingfeng arrived, he would have discovered that the old monk was the great elder of Tantric Buddhism who was in the air of the Tuoba family that day.

The elder's face was still calm. Facing Kasha's question, the elder could only sigh helplessly and said, "Junior brother, if you ask me to deal with a little girl, I really can't do it."

Kasha immediately said, "Senior brother, you can't think like this. You have to know that if you decide to attack, then we Yuanmeng soldiers can die much less. For the sake of Yuanmeng's brothers, can't you give up your so-called principles?"

The elder's body trembled, and after a while, he said, "Junior brother, your skills are just a little lower than mine. I believe you are enough to accomplish this, so you should not make your senior brother distressed."

Kasha smiled bitterly on his face: "Senior Brother, don't you know why I invited you here for Qianli Transmission? If I could catch the princess, would I still beg you? Haven't you discovered the person who killed the most Yuanmeng soldiers in the past two days? Before you arrived, he had already started a crazy attack."

Kasha's face seemed to be very painful: "Our 170,000 brothers are dead, but 30,000 are dead in his hands. His skills seem to be not as high as me, but I can feel that his attack power is definitely not lower than mine. This is the reason why I am distressed. I believe you also know that this man is next to the princess every day. I have no confidence in front of him and grabbed the princess."

Such a scene immediately appeared in the elder's mind.

A man with a cold eyes that looked like a beast was like a phantom in the Yuanmeng army, flashing and seeing each other. Every flash, someone's head would fly up, and every appearance would be bright red and beautiful blood would splatter.

The figures ran in the Yuanmeng army in lightning, leaving only the inanimate corpse behind him...

"Senior brother, are you really unwilling to take action? Are you really watching this guy kill our grassland brothers like this? Do you really want to break my hope for the hundred-year-old grassland for your bullshit principle? If that's true, then you are the sinner of our grassland! Sinner!" Kasha's face was ferocious.

The elder's heart was shocked: the scene of the wolf killing the grassland warriors flashing in front of him again.

"The pursuit of the century-old grassland warriors and the expectations of the century-old cannot be shattered in my hands, no!" The Great Elder suddenly appeared on his face.

Kasha was secretly happy. He knew that the elder had a judgment. Kasha was very clear about this senior brother, and was always so compassionate.

"Junior brother, I still can't deal with that little girl." The elder's face was a little serious. Kasha suddenly jumped out when he heard it: "You old stubborn, this is the case. You are still adhering to your broken principles."

"Junior brother, don't worry, I'll tell you: This time, I won't catch that girl, but I will guarantee that the murderer will not be able to interfere with you."

Kasha was happy and said, "Senior Brother, you said you decided to help me restrain that guy." He was actually thinking about this. With the senior brother taking action, could that killer god be arrogant? The killer god is the title given to Lang Feng by Yuanmeng soldiers these days.

The Great Elder suddenly turned around and began to walk down the city wall, and said softly: "Don't come to me. When you decide to take action, I will definitely appear back. I will not let him down the century-old pursuit of the great grassland warrior."

Kasha had a smile on his face, looked at the Ming army camp under the city, and said to himself: "Look soon, I will completely destroy you."

One day later, the sky was a little gloomy, making people feel frustrated.

"Beep—" the sound of a trumpet sounded.

Countless Yuanmeng soldiers rushed out of the city gate immediately, and their speed increased as Hong Zhu was roughly calculating the number of people attacked by the Yuanmeng Army this time.

The more he calculated, the more shocked Hong Zhu was on his face.

"Marson!" Hong Zhu shouted loudly. When the old general Wang heard this, he immediately said, "What's the matter? Don't make such a fuss, you must know that you are the deputy marshal."

Hong Zhu immediately said, "Marson, look, how many people did the Yuan and Mongolian army dispatch this time?"

General Wang looked carefully and suddenly said in surprise: "It seems that there are a lot more than before, but I don't know how many."

Hong Zhu immediately said: "According to my estimate, the Yuan and Mongolian Army dispatched 500,000 this time."

"Five hundred thousand!" General Wang was suddenly shocked. Now the entire Yuan and Mongolian army has only 830,000, and has dispatched 500,000. It seems that it is definitely not attacking as usual.

"General Li, immediately transfer the two soldiers to the horses. It seems that the Yuanmeng people are really playing this time!" General Wang shouted violently. After hearing this, a general from a distance immediately responded to his order.

"Listen to the children of the Ming Dynasty, surrender quickly. If we resist, we will step on the Ming army camp without leaving any one!" Kasha's voice was very powerful, and almost everyone in the Ming army camp could hear it.

"Haha...hahaha..." Suddenly bursts of laughter sounded from the Ming army camp. Almost every soldier smiled, but what he thought was almost the same: "Just you Yuanmeng people, the previous few attacks were not the most people you died, and they were still arrogant."

The victory of the battle a few days ago made these soldiers less afraid of the Yuan and Mongolian 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: "The eagles in the grassland, it's time to show your strength, rush for me!"

"ah……"

Countless Yuanmeng cavalry shouted, waved the scimitar in their hands, and rushed into the camp of the Ming Dynasty.

At this time, a figure flashed and appeared on the road of the cavalry again.

"Kill the God!" The countless Yuanmeng cavalry actually slowed down, as if they were afraid of meeting this Killing God.

"God of War!" The Ming army shouted suddenly, and the sound became louder and louder.

"God of War!" "God of War!" "God of War!"...

The voice resounded throughout the world, and every Ming army soldier looked at the man standing proudly in front of the Yuanmeng cavalry. It was this man who easily killed the powerful Yuanmeng cavalry.

"Design the formation!" Hong Zhu shouted suddenly, and all the Ming soldiers in front of him immediately changed their attack formation "triangle formation!", the most ordinary and practical formation.

"Impact!" Hong Zhu suddenly roared, and all the Ming soldiers rushed towards the Yuanmeng people with ferocious faces. They were confident because there was an omnipotent God of War beside them.

Langfeng felt a little sad in his heart. For three days, he kept attacking and venting, but he clearly felt that his heartache became even more obvious.

"Puff!"

One knife breaks the enemy!

The wolf fist began to vent wildly again. In his eyes, these Yuanmeng cavalry were tools that could vent. The wolf fist rushed in the Yuanmeng camp with amazing speed. The sharpness of the horse-slashing saber made of the Secret Sky Stone is not comparable to a weapon.

Behind him were blood splattering, and behind him were incomplete corpses left behind.

Only "slash" can make him feel better. Every Yuanmeng warrior he touched was split in half, including their horses.
Chapter completed!