"Who did it?"
The leader of the Tianmen Sect spoke calmly, but the guardians on the left and right of the Tianmen below felt a cold air sweeping over them.
Cold, extremely cold.
"The sect master is Wang Yi, the master of the Zhonghua Pavilion."
As soon as the words of the guardians left and right came out, the cold air disappeared immediately.
"The master of the Chinese Pavilion has finally appeared. Haha, you go tell the Tianming Palace the news!"
"Yes, Master."
The guardians on the left and right sides of Tianmen exited the ice sculpture palace.
"Interesting, interesting, Son of Destiny, you listen to the fate palace to come up with such a thing. Don't think that I don't know his origin. Let's see how long he can last in the hands of the master of the Chinese Pavilion. Who is the person behind it?"
The Tianmen Sect Master murmured, and then disappeared in an instant, as if he had merged into the ice sculpture palace.
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Shanhaiguan.
Wang Yi and others arrived again.
"Wang Yi!" Yang Zhan was very happy to see Wang Yi.
Military strategist Zhuge Changkong, the second governor of Dongchang, Cao Huachun, Zhao Yun and others were all here.
Zhao Yun was particularly happy, "Wang Yi, I've been waiting for you for a long time."
He was waiting for Wang Yi, waiting for Wang Yi to lead him to launch a major counterattack and destroy the Dayong Dynasty.
Wang Yi nodded slightly, "Everyone, tomorrow morning, we will counterattack the Dayong Dynasty."
call!
Everyone was very excited and began to prepare.
Wang Yi came to the deep forest outside Shanhaiguan.
Back then, he buried Zuo Qianhu here.
When it comes again, it will be five years later.
Time passes too fast.
"Zuo Qianhu, within seven days, I will destroy the Dayong Dynasty. Just watch from here!"
Wang Yi stood in front of Zuo Qianhu's grave and poured a pot of Nuerhong on the ground.
He looked at the stars.
Watch quietly.
Midnight watch.
Western watch.
Five o'clock in the morning.
"Kekeke..."
The cock crows to remind lazy people to get up.
Wang Yi leaped forward and landed on Huanglong's horse.
The horse king carried Wang Yi at lightning speed and rushed to Chicheng of the Dayong Dynasty.
The gate of Shanhaiguan opened and thirty-one yellow dragon horses galloped out.
In Zhonghua Pavilion, thirty-two people were dispatched to kill Chicheng of Dayong Dynasty.
Later, Yang Zhan led the newly recruited 80,000 black armored troops and followed closely behind.
If it were in the past, let alone the 80,000 black-armored troops, even the 800,000 black-armored troops would never come back.
Today is different from the past!
"My fellow soldiers, the master of the Zhonghua Pavilion has entered Chicheng. We are going to kill the stragglers of the Dayong Dynasty and avenge the dead brothers!" Yang Zhan shouted.
The elegant general turned into a fierce warrior on the battlefield, holding a spear and charging forward.
"kill!"
"kill!"
"kill!"
Eighty thousand black-armored troops marched towards Chicheng.
This time, they have revenge in mind.
It was the Yong Dynasty that had always attacked the Central Plains. Now, it was time to counterattack.
The army moved out and the earth shook.
Ahead, thirty-two people from Zhonghua Pavilion came to Akagi.
Akagi closed tightly.
On the city wall, guards patrolled.
Suddenly, he saw billowing smoke.
"Isn't it the Central Plains army?"
What he was worried about was here.
Thirty-two tall yellow dragon horses appeared in front of them.
One person is holding a black python whip, and the others are all swords.
"A mere thirty-two people dare to attack our Chicheng. They are looking for death!"
The defender of Chicheng of Dayong Dynasty shouted: "Fire the arrow!"
A rain of arrows shot towards Wang Yi and others.
Thirty-two people didn’t hide at all.
Wang Yi blew a breath, and a sharp cone of wind appeared in front of him, changing the direction of all arrows and passing around them.
"What, you can't hit the target? Their martial arts are so powerful?"
General Akagi is a knowledgeable person. He knows that after practicing martial arts to a certain level, his strength is terrifying and he possesses all kinds of incredible magical powers.
"Shoot the arrows, shoot the arrows, I don't believe he can perform magic with one shot!"
Countless arrows rained at Wang Yi and others again.
Da da da!
The sound of horse hooves is getting closer and closer.
Huang Longma also practices the Golden Bell Shield, and his body is strong. Even if he is really hit by a sword, he will be fine. At most, he will be scratched.
Wang Ye rode his horse into the air and was the first to kill Chicheng.
"kill!"
As soon as the heavenly sword comes out, ten thousand swords surrender.
This sword energy swept away the archers guarding the city of Dayong Dynasty.
Tsk tsk tsk!
With one blow, three hundred archers were killed.
Pang Long and Pang Guang followed closely and attacked the Chicheng defenders.
Wang Yi entered the city unhurriedly.
The twenty-eight stars leaped by without stopping.
Thirty-two people, the first to kill through Chicheng.
Chicheng, the city gate is wide open.
The three thousand defenders on the city wall were all dead and did not stop Wang Ye and the other thirty-one men for a moment.
In the city, the military camp.
The Dayong Dynasty deployed a hundred thousand troops here.
The leader of this 100,000-strong army is the veteran Chize.
Akazawa is a purebred Red Pig tribe member, and he is sixty-eighty this year.
Although he is older, his way of running the army is far better than others.
The cry of killing in front of the city gate spread to the military camp.
"Not good!" Akazawa felt bad.
"Command, all officers and soldiers are ready..."
laugh!
A black python whip pierced Chize's throat.
Kill the enemy first and kill the general first!
An army without generals is in disarray.
Thirty-one men, Wang Ye, Pang Long, and Pang Guang, rode their horses into the military camp and galloped past.
In an instant, thousands of people died.
If a master kills an acquired master, it’s really an instant kill!
Even so, the Twenty-Eight Constellations still did not separate. They always maintained a team of seven, walked according to the formation, and took the general's head from among the thousands of troops.
This is real carnage.
Most of the 100,000 troops of the Dayong Dynasty were resting and had not yet taken weapons.
Even if you take a weapon, nothing will change.
One grandmaster can fight against an army of ten thousand third-rate warriors.
Thirty-one Grandmasters, and Grandmasters who have been fighting all year round, they simply cannot resist.
At this moment, the 100,000-strong army of Dayong Dynasty felt like they were falling into an abyss.
A quarter of an hour.
Thirty-one people entered and exited seven times, fighting their way out of the Chicheng military camp of the Dayong Dynasty.
Of the 100,000 people in the Chicheng military camp, 99%25 were killed or wounded, leaving only a thousand people hiding behind rocks.
They heaved a sigh of relief, thinking they had escaped disaster.
"What terrible demons, where did they come from."
"It's terrible, they must be from hell!"
However, they were still lucky to have escaped disaster, as rows of black-armored troops entered the military camp.
Yang Zhan glanced around and ordered: "Leave no one alive!"
"Yes, Commander-in-Chief."
Eighty thousand black-armored troops swept the military camp.
Thirty miles north.
The thirty-two people in Zhonghua Pavilion slowed down their pace.
Wang Ye and the others were fighting and consuming a little bit of real energy was nothing.
However, the yellow dragon horse under the crotch has been seriously depleted of energy and needs to rest and replenish some green grass.
The sound of chewing continued.
Thirty-two yellow dragon horses devoured the grass.
Their intelligence is no less than that of a six- or seven-year-old child, especially Horse King, who has an IQ comparable to that of a ten-year-old child, and is not rebellious, making him the best mount in the world.
The horse king ate a hundred catties of grass in one breath and pooped while eating.
"Just go further away." Wang Yi said softly.
Horse King understood.
Cool cool cool cool!
There are a lot more nutrients on the ground.
The one who eats more and pulls more is a good mount.
"Horse King, it's time to go!"
The horse king neighed, carrying Wang Yi and taking the next city of Dayong Dynasty.
From the rear, Yang Zhan led an army of 70,000 in pursuit!
Ten thousand troops guard Akagi!
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