New White Snake Asking Immortals

The wind is blowing and the clouds are flying!

Banners are set up in the wild, mountains and rivers are shaking, blood is all over the frontier of the Great Wall, the wind is sad and the sun is falling, and the grass is withered and there is no way back.

The old Minister of the Ministry of War, Zhe Changgong, knows the meaning of the 400,000 troops going out of the border. Everyone will die. The only thing they need to do is to pounce on the dying and try their best to weaken the evil spirits and prepare for the future eradication of evil spirits. It's just a pity that the young iron-blooded man just spread his wings Generals, they are souls, but they have to be sent to die.

Thousands of troops are easy to get, but a general is hard to find. It is a pity that a few young iron-blooded generals are worth far more than those in the court who are full of pedantry and uselessness.

The four-horse chariot lived in the middle army, and Zhe Shangshu stood up tremblingly.

The wind blows, and the white hair is scattered and looks older.

In vain, his eyes are no longer blurred and he can see clearly. He can see the vicissitudes of the faces of the old men behind him, and he can also see the young boys of fifteen or sixteen years old. There is fear, anger, and relief in their eyes...

The bright red brocade official gown was so bright that everyone could see it, and the roar gradually subsided and the eyes stared at the coach.

With the banners hunting and the black armor killing, the 400,000 army has no way out.

The sound reinforcement array spreads the sound throughout the army array.

"Old man Zhe Changgong, over 60 this year, served as secretary of the Ministry of War for more than ten years, half his life has been through seven wars, big and small. Others say that Zhe is both civil and military. He is the pillar of the country and a hero. Zhe disagrees."

"The real heroes are the bones under the loess!"

"Nothing expensive or cheap is the same robe, the drum is weak and exhausted, the arrow is exhausted and the string is dead, the sword is broken, the bone is broken, the grave is broken, the hanging sacrifice is not there, the soul has no support, the world is sad and the grass and trees are sad!"

"The sun is cold and the grass is short, the moon is bitter and frosty, and the eyes are sad and miserable, so it is!"

"We have no way out, no way out. Zhemou is unwilling to use lies to calm the army. We can't defeat the demons, and we can't escape. Even if we cross the Great Wall, we can't escape the demons."

"Today, we will all die!"

Zhe Changgong screamed out the word death with all his strength!

"Zombies and devils will cross the city wall and attack the city, they will tear down the fence and break into the village yard, and my family members will be eaten and gnawed! Everyone will die! Everyone will die! Sons and grandchildren!"

The veins on his neck were exposed, his face flushed, his saliva spewed out far away, and saliva slid down his beard from the corner of his mouth.

The eyes of the soldiers gradually turned from hesitation and fear to madness. Just like Zheshangshu said, there is no point in escaping and it is impossible to survive. If so, why not go crazy.

"Today, I have the honor to die together with all the gentlemen, and to be the heroes of the ages together. I finally have the opportunity to stand upright and straighten my spine to be a real hero. Hurry up!"

Choking~!

The sword is not old, the edge is cold!

The military flag is raised high and the wind flutters, under the dark sky, the lonely handsome flag is slowly moving forward!

The 400,000 army followed the hunched figure on the heights and raised their spears and sharp blades. The guns were like forests, and the swords were like frost. What they raised was not only weapons but also will and faith. A desperate charge was launched at the last moment.

Qiao Jin laughed heroically and waved her hands. The silver-armored phalanx of 60,000 demon soldiers from the right army moved forward neatly.

Zheshangshu stood on the height of the carriage and continued to shout.

"We are all going to die! But we are men! We are men! We will not give in! Even if we die, we will die vigorously! My fellow citizens! Hold on to your weapons!"

The elderly Zheshangshu roared vigorously.

Fuck his gentleness, he shouted as much as he liked, his voice was hoarse and full of rust.

"Forward, fearless darkness! Forward! Forward! Brave and invincible warriors!"

"The spear is broken! The shield is shattered! Then use stones, teeth, and bones to kill zombie devils! Use your own corpse to pave the way for your fellow countrymen! Until... the sun rises!"

The 400,000 army of the Central Plains plus the Jiuli and Yao army has a total of 500,000. There is no reserve team or cover.

The distance from the demon army is getting closer and closer, and the opponent's ferocious fangs can already be seen clearly!

Suddenly he tore off his official hat, his white hair was messy, and he looked crazy.

Zhe Changgong shouted: "Fall!"

500,000 soldiers: "Fall into battle~!"

Roaring vigorously, the sound spread slowly, first approaching Shuaiqi and shouting first, and then roaring continuously outward like waves, the Snake Demon Army and Jiuli also roared.

Zhe Changgong shouted again: "Dafeng! Dafeng! Dafeng!"

Half a million soldiers: "Gale! Gale! Gale...!"

The army roared, the army was mighty and mighty, the sound was so gray and lifeless that it kept retreating, and the army of demons who were walking forward unconsciously retreated.

Regardless of the persuasion of his attendants, the elderly old man tore open the medicine packet and took several times the dose in a row, and suddenly he became strong, hearing, and seeing. This feeling made him feel nostalgic and comfortable.

He jumped off the carriage with a sharp knife in his hand, staggered and charged towards the gray-black army on the opposite side without saying a word.

The two armies were separated, the formation was straight, and suddenly there was a crooked and haggard old man running in the empty space in the middle. Qiao Jin remembered the lonely old man who charged tens of thousands of troops in front of the gate of the old capital many years ago. He fell and crawled all over his body in mud. Get up and continue to rush, shouting intermittently and panting...

In just a short moment, countless people and the demons were stunned for a moment, and the demons looked at each other in blank dismay.

"Kill! Kill~!"

A certain young soldier suddenly rushed out of the queue to follow the old man. He was only fifteen or sixteen years old, and his voice was hoarse during the period of voice change.

Several newly promoted young iron-blooded generals shouted and stepped forward!

"Rush! Rush! Kill!"

In an instant, an army of half a million soldiers burst out, running wildly, charging forward with long spears, without formations and arrangements, those were meaningless, just charge forward and slash and kill.

Looking down from the sky, the two armies composed of huge phalanxes are rapidly approaching...

More than 200,000 archers shot from behind, and the rain of arrows rose into the sky like black clouds, covering the sky!

Hundreds of thousands of arrows flew into the air at the same time and pierced the air with a sound like ghosts crying and gods weeping. The densely packed arrows fluctuated up and down and drew a parabola forward, bowed their heads, and pierced into the black-gray demon sea...

At the same time, there were columns of black smoke rising obliquely towards the demon side.

Qiao Jin didn't have any reservations, and only ordered the firearms battalion to shoot out all the rockets as quickly as possible, and then charged with the knife.

Muscles and veins bulging and gnashing teeth, each and every robust soldier ran past the elderly Zhe Changgong, and rushed towards the terrifying demon fearlessly, and the two armies collided fiercely in just a short moment!

The impenetrable spears of the spearmen on both sides collided fiercely, and blood was scattered and broken limbs flew!

Covered by arrow rain, a large number of zombie monsters fell to the ground, and rockets fell behind the demon army and set off explosive flames!

Countless frontier soldiers drawn from along the Great Wall were bleeding blood, and some wounded and surviving soldiers crazily hugged the demon's legs and feet, and would not let go even if they died, using their last strength to create opportunities for their compatriots to kill the enemy.

Completely trade your life for your life, even if you die, you have to rush to the enemy and stab him with a knife.

Snake demon soldiers in silver armor formed a front and moved forward steadily, and Mo Dao soldiers rolled forward like gears, and their sharp spears would make the opponent fall down every time without retreating.

Blood and Fire play the swan song...

. Miaoshuwu

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