Strong!

Creepy tough!

Unrivaled strength!

Twenty thousand North Wolf Cavalry charged straight into the Western Xia army, like a god descending to earth, destroying tricks.

It's like entering an unmanned state, it's unstoppable.

Those Xixia soldiers who were blinded by a lot of money and were rushing to their heads with passion were soon poured into a pot of cold water by the cruel reality.

They couldn't help but feel weak and trembling. They gradually realized how terrible and powerful this team was, and they were absolutely invincible!

"Brothers, the North Wolf Iron Cavalry has already tear a hole for us, and the Western Xia army can no longer hold on."

On the battlefield, Chen Fengxing, whose blood was covered in battle robe, shouted fiercely, waved the long sword in his hand: "Roar up with me, capture Xiahou Jun alive, and kill into the capital of Xixia to avenge our compatriots!"

flutter--

President Chen Feng waved his sword, and the three Xixia soldiers in front of him were immediately cut off their heads and fell to the ground like watermelons.

"kill!"

The soldiers of Donghua were greatly encouraged, and their morale was great, and they roared and charged forward.

The cavalry of Xixia has been exhausted by the North Wolf Cavalry, and the remaining troops are temporarily gathered, so there is no belief or cohesion—

They had bad knowledge, so they threw down their weapons and fled everywhere, and they scattered like birds and beasts.

"Strike, rush for me, and those who retreat will kill you!"

Xiahou Jun's voice was extremely shrill, his face was ferocious, and he waved his sword to kill two escaped soldiers, roaring and inspiring—

This battle is related to the survival of Xixia and the glory of his ancestors. He cannot be defeated, let alone defeated.

If he loses, Xiahou Jun is the king of the country that has destroyed. What is his appearance facing the ancestors of the Western Xia?

Jiang Wanjun also frowned, full of solemnity and fear—

Chu Feng's strength, the tenacity and combat power of the Donghua army were far beyond his imagination, and he even had self-doubt about his abilities.

Could it be that I am really old? I have been eliminated by the times?

Jiang Wanjun took a deep breath and roared unwillingly: "Why haven't the support troops of the other six countries arrived yet?"

This is his last move and his last breath.

As long as the two hundred thousand support troops arrive in time, he will be able to fight hard and turn defeat into victory-

But [new    ] is—

"Report, report to the God of War--"

A general looked like a mortal face and said, "Our support troops were surrounded by an ambush by the enemy. They were disbanded on the road. The 200,000 troops were gone, and there was no news."

It turned out that Chu Feng had expected that they would have a backup plan, and arranged for Luo Gang to lead the Dragon Ya Legion and the 100,000 soldiers from the Jiangling War Zone to ambush the way they must pass. Once they encountered it, these temporarily mobilized troops were panicked.

After all, it was an army formed by six countries. Apart from following Jiang Wanjun's orders, they were both wary and guarded against each other. When encountering emergencies, they were too late to protect themselves, so there was no cohesion.

They were beaten to pieces and were defeated.

"Boom--"

When this news came out, Jiang Wanjun's face was completely ashamed.

Xiahou Jun and his group almost fell off the horse—

In my ears, the fighting and swords of the Donghua army became increasingly intense, which made them feel entangled and felt a sense of tragic and desolate feeling.

It's over, they're defeated, completely defeated!

The frontal troops could not defeat them, and the Western Xia cavalry was completely destroyed by the North Wolf Iron Cavalry, and the 200,000 troops with the support were wiped out-

What did he use to fight Chu Feng?

There is no chance of winning at all!

"I am the one who dies!"

Jiang Wanjun also closed his eyes in despair and sighed.
Chapter completed!