"Captain Jiang, Princess Yunle's safety is entrusted to you!"
In the eastern part of Mangzhou, looking at hundreds of sad figures rushing down the hillside again, four followers shouted in sorrow, turned their horses' heads with tears in their eyes, and galloped towards the northwest in the face of the biting cold wind.
Half a month ago, a sudden change occurred in the Beimang Royal Court. When countless strange ghosts crawled out of the ground and rushed toward the Great Zhou headquarters, Princess Yunle was leading five thousand cavalry to escort hundreds of thousands of captured Mang civilians. Migrating towards the border of the Great Zhou Dynasty.
The withered grass on both sides was rustling and swaying. Suddenly, hundreds of ferocious alien ghosts with teeth and claws swooped out and rushed into the unarmed Mang civilians, killing and eating them alive.
The wild people were frightened and fled in all directions, screaming in terror, but this attracted more strange ghosts emerging from the ground.
In the wilderness as white as clouds, countless bright red flowers bloomed in an instant.
Princess Yunle led her army to resist, picking and killing the fleeing wild people, losing nearly half of the elite cavalry, and was unable to kill more and more White Walkers.
The unruly people fled in all directions, greatly increasing the difficulty of rescue.
In desperation, Princess Yunle could only send people to the Dazhou General Camp to ask for help, but after a day and night, the returning cavalry brought even more tragic news.
From then on, heading north, there were more and more White Walkers along the way, and there were even Zhou troops who fled in panic from the vicinity of the Zhou general camp.
The area near the Royal Court of Beimang has become a world of strange ghosts. The surrounded Great Zhou headquarters does not know how long it can hold on.
Princess Yunle was frightened and worried, so she could only abandon the people who could not be saved, and led a team of less than 2,000 riders back to the main camp to aid.
Along the way, they had encountered many Zhou armies trying to break into the White Walkers area, but there was no team that could break into the core area where White Walkers were infested.
The tribes fought less and less. In the end, only about 300 of the 5,000 cavalry were left, and most of them were injured...
Tears swirled in the eyes of the prostitute, and before they had time to flow out, they were frozen in the corners of the eyes.
It was extremely cold in the wilderness, and with the wind blowing upward, even the innate warriors of the Sixth Realm could not withstand the direct charge for half a day.
The four followers were quickly frozen, and their consciousness gradually became blurred. The originally bright world in their sight suddenly turned into a sea of fire.
"It's so hot, so hot!"
"Where are we? Why are there waves of flames in the winter wilderness!"
"It's not cold anymore, it's not cold anymore, let's run!"
The four followers felt hotter and hotter as they ran. There was a hot itch coming from the bone marrow, which made them scratch their hearts and livers. They trembled and untied pieces of armor and clothes that had been frozen hard in the cold wind. land.
I just vaguely felt that the whole world began to shake. From far to near, there was a sudden thunderous sea that penetrated the sky and the earth.
Above the clouds, there were even more roars of phoenixes and tigers coming from afar.
One of the followers trembled and looked ahead with the last bit of strength in his life. Looking back, he suddenly saw countless shining silver armor and cold blades, tearing a hole in the snowy sky.
call
In an instant, countless cavalrymen wearing heavy armor and holding halberds crashed through the huge wind and snow waterfalls that spread thousands of miles in the wilderness, and appeared in front of them like heavenly soldiers descending into the world.
Deep in the wind and snow, there was a giant four to five meters tall, wearing black heavy armor, running on the ground like a wild beast.
His whole body was covered in armor, with only a pair of red blood eyes glowing with a sinister and deadly glare.
The hunting wind gusts, countless big flags, like thousands of sails rushing out of the snow sea...
The military commander of Dazhou Town!
An Mang Jiedushi!
General of the auxiliary country!
Great Zhou Qilinzi!
…
Flags fluttered one after another, like a supreme belief that exploded in the chest of the follower.
Above the sky, clouds and mist surged, and a divine bird fluttered with red flames all over its body.
"It's the Nine Nether Flame Bird!"
"The Zhenjun Commander is here, Da Zhou is saved!"
"Princess, please go and rescue Princess Yunle!"
"I have no regrets about meeting the military commander before I die!"
The four followers shouted at the same time, and in the next moment ice crystals condensed on the skin, spreading and covering them, and instantly turned into four running ice sculptures.
"Princess Yunle? Xuanxin!"
In the sea of snow, Jiang Li took the lead. Zhui Feng flashed past the four ice sculptures with red light swirling around his body.
"Yan Xiyao, let's go take a look first!"
Jiang Li jumped up on his horse and landed on the back of the Nine Nether Flame Bird. It turned into a shadow and swept away an unknown distance.
Gradually, bursts of fighting sounds were heard, coming from the ground below.
"Princess, it seems that the White Walkers are about to start a counterattack. They no longer gather in one place, but rush out to the outside!"
On the ground, countless dark and ferocious figures were climbing and running, like locusts passing by, overwhelming the sky.
These ghosts are all dark and opaque, but their skin folds are extremely tough. Their bodies are tall and dry, skinny, their limbs are slender, but their claws are huge and sharp.
It can insert into rocks and solid ice effortlessly, and climb rustlingly in the snow. It is extremely fast, like a lizard, dragging a long tail with barbs behind it.
It roared miserably while running, its three vertical eyes were blood-red, its protruding eyeballs were spinning around, and its big mouth that grinned from ear to ear was covered with layers of sharp saw teeth.
The smelly saliva drooled, dripping and splashing on the snow, melting into ice holes.
Some White Walkers with astonishing physical strength jumped up, and the two small meat balls on their backs opened with a bang, stretching out two thin transparent flesh wings, gliding at low altitude, all over the sky.
"Has the Great Zhou General Camp been completely destroyed? So many White Walkers have emerged from the ground. There are dozens or millions of them. If they rush through the Great Wall of the North, Great Zhou will be in danger and all life will be in ruins. I don't know how many civilians there are. A tragic death!"
In the raging tide of strange ghosts, more than two hundred Zhou cavalrymen struggled to hold on.
The White Walkers that kept passing by stretched out their sharp claws, grabbed one person, and dragged them away. As they ran, they were snatched by more White Walkers, torn into pieces alive, and devoured completely without even a drop of blood or flesh. Let it go.
Princess Yunle's war horse had already been devoured by the White Walkers. She held a purple-gold thin sword and chopped down the ferocious White Walkers that rushed towards her. Her green hair was flying and she looked around in despair.
The world between heaven and earth has long turned into a world of ghosts, as if it has reached the real end.
Is this the troubled times that my father and the ministers talk about?
Sure enough, it overturns everything and overthrows everything.
Once the White Walkers break into the hinterland of Kyushu, what kind of purgatory will it bring!
Is the Great Zhou Qi exhausted?
There were fewer and fewer cavalry around, and they were constantly being dragged away by the White Walkers in order to protect her. The shrill and tragic screams stopped as soon as they started.
"Father, Yun Le is here to accompany you!"
Princess Yunle raised the rapier in her hand and wiped the sword's edge with two jade fingers, wiping off the smelly blood of the alien ghosts on it. The purple light flashed and wiped against the slender neck that was as clean as jade.
"I'm sorry Jiang Li, I didn't fulfill my promise to you. Let's continue everything in this life in the next!"
Princess Yunle's eyes slowly closed, and two crystal tears fell from the corners of her eyes. In the back of her mind, the scene when she first met Jiang Li resurfaced.
In the prosperous age of Beijing, the New Year was approaching, and it seemed that it was this time. In the sea of books, a young man with elegant Confucian robes and handsome appearance stood up, holding a book and bowing to her from a distance.
The young man raised his head, with a smile as bright as the rising sun on his delicate and gentle face, and his bright eyes sparkling as if they contained a sea of stars.
One glance from afar will bring a lifetime of memories!
I heard that on the day of the palace examination, the young military commander alone competed in the top ten of the martial arts competition and became famous in Shengjing. I don't know what kind of style he had.
It's a pity that he was never in front of the temple.
"If there is another life, I will take a good look at you again!"
The purple gold sword lay horizontally, and the sharp sword light pierced the skin. A sweet smile appeared on the corner of Princess Yunle's mouth. Suddenly, a soft sound pierced the cloud sky, lifting the haze thousands of miles away.
A ball of hot and warm breath fell from the sky, covering the mountains, rivers and plains for unknown miles.
It’s the breath of the Nine Nether Flame Bird!
"Is it an illusion or a fantasy?"
Princess Yunle opened her eyes blankly. A large divine bird with blazing flames all over its body stretched out its 100-meter wings and dragged its long tail, sweeping away the heavy clouds. The long-lost sunshine poured down from the gaps in the clouds like a waterfall.
An elegant young man wearing a light green Confucian robe, standing on the Nine Nether Flame Bird with the scorching sun on his back, anxiously looking down, met Princess Yunle in mid-air.
"Princess, don't be alarmed, Jiang Li is here!"
"Hongmeng Chapter, Ten Realm Ultimate Kill!"
On the top of the clouds, a young man in Confucian robes bathed in golden light and jumped up. He clenched his right fist in mid-air and blasted it out.
Ten strands of true energy were like swords, and the swords were like rainbows. They fell into the crowd of ghosts and exploded into thousands of qi swords.
The dazzling sword intent swept in all directions, with Princess Yunle and more than a hundred cavalry as the center. All the White Walkers in a radius of more than ten miles were chopped to pieces by the air sword and cleared away.
Jiang Li landed on the ground and stepped forward gently with his right foot. As soon as he landed, the air swords sweeping across the four directions suddenly gathered together and turned into ten translucent golden armored crystal figures. They held swords, guns, swords and halberds and various weapons, and attacked all around.
"Ming"
Yan Xiyao let out a long cry and spewed out blazing flames. Countless ghosts touched her and immediately let out miserable screams before being burned to ashes by the flames.
"His ha"
There were also Martial Saint-level flying zombies that swooped down in the air, like millstones of flesh and blood, rushing between the White Walkers. Wherever they passed, all the White Walkers were smashed into pulp.
The Green Mo Luan and the Winged Tiger also flew down into the sky, stirring up the wind and clouds, killing one after another of strange ghosts.
Less than half of the originally surging White Walker army was wiped out in an instant.
The rock owl held the cold moon soul in his hand, and with one sweep, dozens of strange ghosts were cut into two pieces.
"Jiang Li!"
Princess Yunle looked at the young man walking towards him in a daze, and the purple-gold sword in her hand fell to the ground silently.
"Let's meet the military commander!"
More than a hundred Zhou cavalrymen survived the desperate situation. Looking at the young man who was not tall and burly, they seemed to see the sacred mountain that could support the whole world, and they all knelt down on the ground.
"Brother Fifteen!"
Jiang Xuanxin was even more excited and could not contain himself. The two were separated for several months. He served in the army on the east side of the Great Wall. Every once in a while, he could hear about his brother's miracles and magnificent achievements.
On the day Jiang Li was granted the title of Marquis, he even spent all his military pay, entertained his colleagues at a banquet, and returned home drunk.
After serving in the army for several months, in order not to embarrass Jiang Li, he fought bravely on the battlefield to kill the enemy, and was promoted to the rank of Baihu Captain.
The red dragon scale sword in his hand killed the enemy together with him, and he achieved many results.
Boom boom boom
The earth shook, the wind and clouds changed, and a chilling and fierce aura surged up.
Behind Jiang Li, a terrifying sea of snow suddenly surged. Immediately, countless iron cavalry roared out and turned into a torrent of steel, rushing past everyone and killing everyone in all directions.
There are also giant figures who look like gods and demons, wearing heavy armor, running like beasts, with various flags hunting and fluttering in the wind.
After seven days of attack, the army of Dazhou Town led 90,000 Anmang cavalry to support thousands of miles, and finally arrived in the eastern wilderness!
"The Marquis of Zhenjun has met the princess!"
Jiang Li walked up to Princess Yunle and Jiang Xuanxin and saluted respectfully.
His arrival was like the rising sun driving away the gloom, and all the gloomy ghosts that shrouded the eastern wilderness seemed to be swept away.
"Jiang Li"
Princess Yunle took off her Rakshasa mask and nodded gently. She had a thousand words in her heart, but they finally turned into a soft and calm voice, "It's so good to see you again!"
"Don't worry, princess, An Mang's army has arrived, and they can rush to Beimang Royal Court tomorrow!" Jiang Li nodded and looked at the princess under the iron mask.
Months of training in the wilderness have made the originally innocent girl gain a sense of composure and heroism.
But the eyes looking at him were still as focused and admiring as before.
There was a line of blood under the snow-white neck, slowly dripping with blood.
Upon seeing this, Jiang Li stretched out a finger and lightly scratched Princess Yunle's neck. As if by magic, the blood marks cut by the sword disappeared instantly.
"Xuanxin, I haven't seen you for a few months. You are already a qualified captain of the Great Zhou Dynasty. Princess Yunle has written to me several times, praising your performance!"
Jiang Li looked at the heroic young man whose armor was broken and stained with blood, his face showing the joy and relief of seeing him for a long time.
Among the dozens of brothers and sisters in Zhenwuhou Mansion, the only one Jiang Li truly regarded as a relative was the young man in front of him.
Jiang Li patted Jiang Xuanxin's shoulder gently, and the Tiangang Divine Power Nine Breath Convince Qi quietly circulated. Jiang Xuanxin's internal injuries were mostly improved in an instant.
However, his armor was shattered and his body was stained with blood. The Zhou cavalry on the side did not notice anything strange.
"Brother Fifteen, I didn't embarrass you!"
Jiang Xuanxin stood solemnly and responded with a military salute. The red dragon scale sword in his hand was already badly damaged.
"Can we still fight?"
Jiang Li asked with a smile.
"Qi reports that he can fight!"
Jiang Xuanxin nodded solemnly, his face finally showing the joy and urgency that only a boy can have.
After joining the army for several months, I was finally able to fight side by side with my fifteenth brother.
"This Xuanmo Tianming Sword is the magic weapon inherited by the Mo family, a peerless sword that will help you go into battle to kill ghosts!"
There was a flash of light in Jiang Li's hand, and a four-foot-long sword full of medieval relics was given to Jiang Xuanxin.
"Unparalleled Divine Weapon!"
Jiang Xuanxin's eyes lit up and he was extremely surprised. He took the Xuanmo Tianming Knife and rubbed it repeatedly, his eyes full of love.
"Marquis, all 100,000 White Walkers have been exterminated. Qingmo Luan sent a reply. Thirty miles ahead, thousands of Zhou troops are besieged by White Walkers and are in urgent need of rescue!"
A giant ghost wolf rushed back to report, but it was a little monster in the Divine Realm from Wanhu Mountain.
"The An Mang army listened to the order, divided into two groups, and moved in a roundabout way to rescue and gather the nearby armies of the Great Zhou Dynasty. Yan Xiyao and I led Fei Zheng to take the first step to relieve the danger of the Great Zhou general camp!"
Jiang Li waved his arms, and ninety thousand wild knights responded in unison, splitting their troops into two groups and charging into the blizzard.
In the past, the frail young man in Wenxinzhai has become a military commander of the Zhou Dynasty who guards one side and controls the world!
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