Chapter 1334
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"Die, die, die for me!"
The brothers who grew up together died in front of their eyes in battle, which made Song Lin and Heipi in Zizhu Lane completely red in their eyes. Each move was accompanied by boundless anger and never died.
Song Lin, in particular, did not make any defense. He allowed the monks in taixuan's land to add magic power and weapons. He directly took a heavy hammer and patted the monks in front of him into minced meat.
After a while, Song Lin's whole body has been completely soaked in blood, and this is like a madman's killing method, which makes Xu Jin have to ask the former to retire and let Xiao Yuanding be in front.
It is worth mentioning that at this time, all the officers and soldiers who were fighting with friars in the land of taixuan, including the invincible furor army, were the elite among the elite.
Therefore, after the initial confusion, the armies reorganized their formations under the command of the ninth prince, and began to surround most of the elite friars under the command of the ninth prince with heavy shields, and then surrounded and killed by magic powers and arrows.
The battlefield is like playing chess. Whether it is the overall situation or local fighting, it contains the ever-changing game. At this time, under the gaze of countless eyes, the Chinese Army battlefield is a typical life and death battle between highly trained monks and well-trained troops!
Quantitative change leads to qualitative change. After arranging troops and supporting the rear, the well-trained soldiers of the forward army of Xia Dynasty once again take the initiative in the whole battlefield of the Chinese army. The speed of advancing is accelerated again, and even the whole camp of friars of the ninth Prince's side is scattered.
At the front of the Chinese Army's forward position, Mo yuan's nose, which was running forward with all his strength, suddenly came a strong smell of stinging nosebleed. Then he hugged the silver box in his hand, turned his head, and watched Song Lin, who retreated from the front to exchange positions with Xiao Yuan. He opened his mouth and said:
"brother song, are you ok?"
"It's not going to die for the time being. It's OK."
After the voice dropped, Song Lin raised his hand and poured a mouthful of life medicine and purification liquid into his mouth, wiped a corner of his mouth, and continued to say:
"brother Mo, the target is not far ahead. Please don't let my brother Ma Yuan die in vain!"
The words of Song Lin, a burly soldier, contain strong grief. But this man, who is very rough in his daily life, is covered with tears in his scarlet eyes. Then Mo yuan nods heavily. Although he does not speak, he has already revealed his will.
"Brother Mo, the key to the victory of this battle lies in the altar in your hands."
Song Lin, who rushed forward, raised his head and looked at the huge golden hall in front of him. His words were dignified. The generals and officials who paid close attention to the whole Chinese Army knew that this golden hall, which was equipped with both attack and defense, was the greatest enemy of the great Xia Dynasty so far.
In the imperial palace of the White Emperor's palace in the capital city, Zhao Yu, sitting on the throne, with dark eyes staring at the mountain and sea map showing the bloody battle in the North Sea before him, the voice of inquiry spread out:
"Yuanbai, can you make proper arrangements with the Ministry of war and the military aircraft department for the placement of the first altar of the whole army?"
After the emperor's voice fell, the lower part also watched the transmission of the battlefield. After saluting the young emperor above, Secretary Cheng Yuan Bai got up and said in a loud voice:
"my highness, the placement of the altar is of great importance to the war. Therefore, in order to place the first altar, Wei Chen arranged nine Antan envoys to move towards the target point at the same time, and there are military offices By this time, one team was already very close to the settlement site
After the voice dropped, Yuan Bai raised his hand and pointed to a place on the mountain and sea map, and the young and steady voice continued to spread out:
"the team was escorted by an Tan envoy Mo yuan, and escorted by Xu Jin, the second miss of the Duke of Wei."
When Yuanbai said the words "the second lady of the Duke of Wei", Zhao Yu's ebony eyes moved. Then he raised his hand and knocked on the desk in front of him. After thinking for a moment, he continued to speak. The emperor's voice came out:
"order Wang Jing to speed up the battlefield's advance, and calculate the time. The time will not be too long for the second wave of monks in this mysterious land to arrive in the center of the North Sea Cut off the heads of these friars before they come
The emperor's voice that could not be refused rolled down, and Li Chunfeng nodded directly at the bottom to accept the order. Then the holy order sent the empty flight messenger to the front battlefield. After about 50 minutes, the deafening sound of war drums on the whole battlefield suddenly accelerated.
"Dong Dong Dong Dong!"
With Sima Annan just beating the tough drum in front of him, one after another shook the sky of drums, which drove the heart of the whole Da Xia sergeant to beat rapidly. At the same time, the endless force burst out from the heart, which made the Ninth Army of Da Xia suddenly move forward and cut the head of a monk in the mysterious place under the knife, and the blood mist soared into the sky.
At the same time, among the Xu Jin team escorting the altar, the roar from Mo yuan suddenly rang through everyone's ears:
"ladies and gentlemen, a mile ahead is the target location!"
As the voice dropped, the faces of the children of Zizhu Lane suddenly relaxed, and then the formation began to change rapidly. The Xiao Yuan, which was originally the top of the front, retreated. Along with Song Lin, Mo yuan was directly protected in the middle by one left and one right.The distance of one mile passed quickly under the charge. The second Miss Xu Jin stepped between the light spots on the ground and directly held the bow to shoot three sun falling arrows into the sky. The next breath, three rounds of hot sun fell, and the fierce sea of fire instantly emptied the monks in the target area.
"Magic power. Fog suppression!"
After that, a large number of white ice and fog fell into the sky, extinguished the burning flame, swept out between, turned into a fog bound, locked the four sides.
After the two magic powers fell down, a group of people and Mo yuan arrived at the target place that was cleared out of the safe area. Then Xu Jin's urgent voice came out:
"all of them are in the guard formation. When MoSi Li releases the boundary of the space, even if he uses his life to fill it in, he has to guard for me. Xiao Yuan, cover the bell!"
When the voice dropped, the tall and straight Xiao Yuan held up the sky with both hands, and then pressed heavily in front of him. The next breath, the huge soul of the golden bell way directly fell down from top to bottom, and wrapped up Mo yuan with dense runes.
After a few breaths, a lot of defense has been formed around Mo yuan. His eyes are directly focused on the young man of the transmission department. Then Mo Yuan takes a deep breath and carefully places his space silver box on the ground.
The finger of the scarlet hand, which is a symbol of blood, is directly drawn from the right hand.
Drops of sweat poured out from Moyuan's forehead. He tried his best to control his trembling fingers, and then bit his lips deeply with his teeth to keep himself calm.
"Go to the hell!
After a low drink, the young man's right index finger straight down and drew the first blood Rune on the silver box!
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"Die, die, die for me!"
The brothers who grew up together died in front of their eyes in battle, which made Song Lin and Heipi in Zizhu Lane completely red in their eyes. Each move was accompanied by boundless anger and never died.
Song Lin, in particular, did not make any defense. He allowed the monks in taixuan's land to add magic power and weapons. He directly took a heavy hammer and patted the monks in front of him into minced meat.
After a while, Song Lin's whole body has been completely soaked in blood, and this is like a madman's killing method, which makes Xu Jin have to ask the former to retire and let Xiao Yuanding be in front.
It is worth mentioning that at this time, all the officers and soldiers who were fighting with friars in the land of taixuan, including the invincible furor army, were the elite among the elite.
Therefore, after the initial confusion, the armies reorganized their formations under the command of the ninth prince, and began to surround most of the elite friars under the command of the ninth prince with heavy shields, and then surrounded and killed by magic powers and arrows.
The battlefield is like playing chess. Whether it is the overall situation or local fighting, it contains the ever-changing game. At this time, under the gaze of countless eyes, the Chinese Army battlefield is a typical life and death battle between highly trained monks and well-trained troops!
Quantitative change leads to qualitative change. After arranging troops and supporting the rear, the well-trained soldiers of the forward army of Xia Dynasty once again take the initiative in the whole battlefield of the Chinese army. The speed of advancing is accelerated again, and even the whole camp of friars of the ninth Prince's side is scattered.
At the front of the Chinese Army's forward position, Mo yuan's nose, which was running forward with all his strength, suddenly came a strong smell of stinging nosebleed. Then he hugged the silver box in his hand, turned his head, and watched Song Lin, who retreated from the front to exchange positions with Xiao Yuan. He opened his mouth and said:
"brother song, are you ok?"
"It's not going to die for the time being. It's OK."
After the voice dropped, Song Lin raised his hand and poured a mouthful of life medicine and purification liquid into his mouth, wiped a corner of his mouth, and continued to say:
"brother Mo, the target is not far ahead. Please don't let my brother Ma Yuan die in vain!"
The words of Song Lin, a burly soldier, contain strong grief. But this man, who is very rough in his daily life, is covered with tears in his scarlet eyes. Then Mo yuan nods heavily. Although he does not speak, he has already revealed his will.
"Brother Mo, the key to the victory of this battle lies in the altar in your hands."
Song Lin, who rushed forward, raised his head and looked at the huge golden hall in front of him. His words were dignified. The generals and officials who paid close attention to the whole Chinese Army knew that this golden hall, which was equipped with both attack and defense, was the greatest enemy of the great Xia Dynasty so far.
In the imperial palace of the White Emperor's palace in the capital city, Zhao Yu, sitting on the throne, with dark eyes staring at the mountain and sea map showing the bloody battle in the North Sea before him, the voice of inquiry spread out:
"Yuanbai, can you make proper arrangements with the Ministry of war and the military aircraft department for the placement of the first altar of the whole army?"
After the emperor's voice fell, the lower part also watched the transmission of the battlefield. After saluting the young emperor above, Secretary Cheng Yuan Bai got up and said in a loud voice:
"my highness, the placement of the altar is of great importance to the war. Therefore, in order to place the first altar, Wei Chen arranged nine Antan envoys to move towards the target point at the same time, and there are military offices By this time, one team was already very close to the settlement site
After the voice dropped, Yuan Bai raised his hand and pointed to a place on the mountain and sea map, and the young and steady voice continued to spread out:
"the team was escorted by an Tan envoy Mo yuan, and escorted by Xu Jin, the second miss of the Duke of Wei."
When Yuanbai said the words "the second lady of the Duke of Wei", Zhao Yu's ebony eyes moved. Then he raised his hand and knocked on the desk in front of him. After thinking for a moment, he continued to speak. The emperor's voice came out:
"order Wang Jing to speed up the battlefield's advance, and calculate the time. The time will not be too long for the second wave of monks in this mysterious land to arrive in the center of the North Sea Cut off the heads of these friars before they come
The emperor's voice that could not be refused rolled down, and Li Chunfeng nodded directly at the bottom to accept the order. Then the holy order sent the empty flight messenger to the front battlefield. After about 50 minutes, the deafening sound of war drums on the whole battlefield suddenly accelerated.
"Dong Dong Dong Dong!"
With Sima Annan just beating the tough drum in front of him, one after another shook the sky of drums, which drove the heart of the whole Da Xia sergeant to beat rapidly. At the same time, the endless force burst out from the heart, which made the Ninth Army of Da Xia suddenly move forward and cut the head of a monk in the mysterious place under the knife, and the blood mist soared into the sky.
At the same time, among the Xu Jin team escorting the altar, the roar from Mo yuan suddenly rang through everyone's ears:
"ladies and gentlemen, a mile ahead is the target location!"
As the voice dropped, the faces of the children of Zizhu Lane suddenly relaxed, and then the formation began to change rapidly. The Xiao Yuan, which was originally the top of the front, retreated. Along with Song Lin, Mo yuan was directly protected in the middle by one left and one right.The distance of one mile passed quickly under the charge. The second Miss Xu Jin stepped between the light spots on the ground and directly held the bow to shoot three sun falling arrows into the sky. The next breath, three rounds of hot sun fell, and the fierce sea of fire instantly emptied the monks in the target area.
"Magic power. Fog suppression!"
After that, a large number of white ice and fog fell into the sky, extinguished the burning flame, swept out between, turned into a fog bound, locked the four sides.
After the two magic powers fell down, a group of people and Mo yuan arrived at the target place that was cleared out of the safe area. Then Xu Jin's urgent voice came out:
"all of them are in the guard formation. When MoSi Li releases the boundary of the space, even if he uses his life to fill it in, he has to guard for me. Xiao Yuan, cover the bell!"
When the voice dropped, the tall and straight Xiao Yuan held up the sky with both hands, and then pressed heavily in front of him. The next breath, the huge soul of the golden bell way directly fell down from top to bottom, and wrapped up Mo yuan with dense runes.
After a few breaths, a lot of defense has been formed around Mo yuan. His eyes are directly focused on the young man of the transmission department. Then Mo Yuan takes a deep breath and carefully places his space silver box on the ground.
The finger of the scarlet hand, which is a symbol of blood, is directly drawn from the right hand.
Drops of sweat poured out from Moyuan's forehead. He tried his best to control his trembling fingers, and then bit his lips deeply with his teeth to keep himself calm.
"Go to the hell!
After a low drink, the young man's right index finger straight down and drew the first blood Rune on the silver box!
www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
"Die, die, die for me!" The brothers who grew up together died in front of their eyes in battle, which made Song Lin and Heipi in Zizhu Lane completely red in their eyes. Each move was accompanied by boundless anger and never died. Song Lin, in particular, did not make any defense. He allowed the monks in taixuan's land to add magic power and weapons. He directly took a heavy hammer and patted the monks in front of him into minced meat. After a while, Song Lin's whole body has been completely soaked in blood, and this is like a madman's killing method, which makes Xu Jin have to ask the former to retire and let Xiao Yuanding be in front. It is worth mentioning that at this time, all the officers and soldiers who were fighting with friars in the land of taixuan, including the invincible furor army, were the elite among the elite. Therefore, after the initial confusion, the armies reorganized their formations under the command of the ninth prince, and began to surround most of the elite friars under the command of the ninth prince with heavy shields, and then surrounded and killed by magic powers and arrows. The battlefield is like playing chess. Whether it is the overall situation or local fighting, it contains the ever-changing game. At this time, under the gaze of countless eyes, the Chinese Army battlefield is a typical life and death battle between highly trained monks and well-trained troops! Quantitative change leads to qualitative change. After arranging troops and supporting the rear, the well-trained soldiers of the forward army of Xia Dynasty once again take the initiative in the whole battlefield of the Chinese army. The speed of advancing is accelerated again, and even the whole camp of friars of the ninth Prince's side is scattered. At the front of the Chinese Army's forward position, Mo yuan's nose, which was running forward with all his strength, suddenly came a strong smell of stinging nosebleed. Then he hugged the silver box in his hand, turned his head, and watched Song Lin, who retreated from the front to exchange positions with Xiao Yuan. He opened his mouth and said: "brother song, are you ok?" "It's not going to die for the time being. It's OK." After the voice dropped, Song Lin raised his hand and poured a mouthful of life medicine and purification liquid into his mouth, wiped a corner of his mouth, and continued to say: "brother Mo, the target is not far ahead. Please don't let my brother Ma Yuan die in vain!" The words of Song Lin, a burly soldier, contain strong grief. But this man, who is very rough in his daily life, is covered with tears in his scarlet eyes. Then Mo yuan nods heavily. Although he does not speak, he has already revealed his will. "Brother Mo, the key to the victory of this battle lies in the altar in your hands." Song Lin, who rushed forward, raised his head and looked at the huge golden hall in front of him. His words were dignified. The generals and officials who paid close attention to the whole Chinese Army knew that this golden hall, which was equipped with both attack and defense, was the greatest enemy of the great Xia Dynasty so far. In the imperial palace of the White Emperor's palace in the capital city, Zhao Yu, sitting on the throne, with dark eyes staring at the mountain and sea map showing the bloody battle in the North Sea before him, the voice of inquiry spread out: "Yuanbai, can you make proper arrangements with the Ministry of war and the military aircraft department for the placement of the first altar of the whole army?" After the emperor's voice fell, the lower part also watched the transmission of the battlefield. After saluting the young emperor above, Secretary Cheng Yuan Bai got up and said in a loud voice: "my highness, the placement of the altar is of great importance to the war. Therefore, in order to place the first altar, Wei Chen arranged nine Antan envoys to move towards the target point at the same time, and there are military offices By this time, one team was already very close to the settlement site After the voice dropped, Yuan Bai raised his hand and pointed to a place on the mountain and sea map, and the young and steady voice continued to spread out: "the team was escorted by an Tan envoy Mo yuan, and escorted by Xu Jin, the second miss of the Duke of Wei." When Yuanbai said the words "the second lady of the Duke of Wei", Zhao Yu's ebony eyes moved. Then he raised his hand and knocked on the desk in front of him. After thinking for a moment, he continued to speak. The emperor's voice came out: "order Wang Jing to speed up the battlefield's advance, and calculate the time. The time will not be too long for the second wave of monks in this mysterious land to arrive in the center of the North Sea Cut off the heads of these friars before they come The emperor's voice that could not be refused rolled down, and Li Chunfeng nodded directly at the bottom to accept the order. Then the holy order sent the empty flight messenger to the front battlefield. After about 50 minutes, the deafening sound of war drums on the whole battlefield suddenly accelerated. "Dong Dong Dong Dong!" With Sima Annan just beating the tough drum in front of him, one after another shook the sky of drums, which drove the heart of the whole Da Xia sergeant to beat rapidly. At the same time, the endless force burst out from the heart, which made the Ninth Army of Da Xia suddenly move forward and cut the head of a monk in the mysterious place under the knife, and the blood mist soared into the sky. At the same time, among the Xu Jin team escorting the altar, the roar from Mo yuan suddenly rang through everyone's ears: "ladies and gentlemen, a mile ahead is the target location!" As the voice dropped, the faces of the children of Zizhu Lane suddenly relaxed, and then the formation began to change rapidly. The Xiao Yuan, which was originally the top of the front, retreated. Along with Song Lin, Mo yuan was directly protected in the middle by one left and one right.The distance of one mile passed quickly under the charge. The second Miss Xu Jin stepped between the light spots on the ground and directly held the bow to shoot three sun falling arrows into the sky. The next breath, three rounds of hot sun fell, and the fierce sea of fire instantly emptied the monks in the target area. "Magic power. Fog suppression!" After that, a large number of white ice and fog fell into the sky, extinguished the burning flame, swept out between, turned into a fog bound, locked the four sides. After the two magic powers fell down, a group of people and Mo yuan arrived at the target place that was cleared out of the safe area. Then Xu Jin's urgent voice came out: "all of them are in the guard formation. When MoSi Li releases the boundary of the space, even if he uses his life to fill it in, he has to guard for me. Xiao Yuan, cover the bell!" When the voice dropped, the tall and straight Xiao Yuan held up the sky with both hands, and then pressed heavily in front of him. The next breath, the huge soul of the golden bell way directly fell down from top to bottom, and wrapped up Mo yuan with dense runes. After a few breaths, a lot of defense has been formed around Mo yuan. His eyes are directly focused on the young man of the transmission department. Then Mo Yuan takes a deep breath and carefully places his space silver box on the ground. The finger of the scarlet hand, which is a symbol of blood, is directly drawn from the right hand. Drops of sweat poured out from Moyuan's forehead. He tried his best to control his trembling fingers, and then bit his lips deeply with his teeth to keep himself calm. "Go to the hell! After a low drink, the young man's right index finger straight down and drew the first blood Rune on the silver box! www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
