Volume 3: Blood in the sky!

This volume is the first ignition part of this book!

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The sun sets, and half of the sky reflects the red clouds; it is like the sky stained with blood, penetrates through hundreds of thousands of miles.

The cool breeze blew, and the broken flags roared in the wind.

On the ground, there are corpses and pieces of flesh and blood everywhere.

Not far away, tents were built up, and in the air, there were big holes on the black dragon flag, as if telling the tragic situation of the war.

The sky gradually darkened.

The fires burned.

There was only the sound of the wind, and the soldiers were holding their jobs one by one, quickly snatching them.

Camp.

Candles sway.

"Tomorrow, I'm afraid it will be another bad battle!"

In the camp, the sand table was surrounded by soldiers wearing armor.

The three generals were wearing their clothes and staring at the sand table.

One of them.

Sighed a long time.

"How is our army's losses today?"

One of them spoke.

Someone immediately replied.

"Today I killed a total of 300,000 enemies!"

The general who asked about the question frowned and said in a cold voice: "I am not asking about killing the enemy, but losing!"

The man's face was nervous.

Then he said: "After the inventory is completed, our army will lose 120,000!"

Loss means death in battle!

Tens of thousands died in battle in one day!

Upon hearing this, the general looked cold and said, "Now my Daxia is attacked from all sides. If we follow this, we can't bear such losses at all!"

"Your Majesty personally conquers the northern territory. The most difficult thing is the northern territory. We are just in the eastern territory and lose so much in one day. What should we do later?"

"Yellow River, don't worry, tomorrow, I will do it myself!"

A general wearing a black yellow armor spoke.

"What they are afraid of is that they are waiting for is when we are exhausted!"

"Now, there is no other way."

"This time, we may not be able to go back."

"Go back? I didn't plan to go back this time!"

It was not dawn the next day.

The drums were beating and pounding, like thunder in the sky, shaking on the earth.

The enemy troops marched together and swept towards the Black Dragon Banner.

Huang He and others stepped on the war horse.

Looking at the enemy troops from all three sides.

"Haha, they are forcing us to take action!"

The ancient god laughed.

"I can't find it!"

Feng Xian was wearing white armor and a white spear.

"Hmph, want to siege three times? Wait until I will kill him all the way!"

Huang He smiled and said, "Maybe we beat them to the right!"

They had a total of 600,000 troops.

How to fight three million enemy troops against each other?

Six hundred thousand vs three million.

Too tragic!

The war horses roar, the wind whistles!

The immortal sealed spear flew out of two wine jars.

"Brother, this is probably the last time I've been drinking together."

The ancient god and the Yellow River took over the wine jar.

"drink!"

"drink!"

At this time, the soldiers of the three armies each had a bowl of wine.

Warm up.

Even more, strong!

Brother, after this bowl of wine, you and I may be separated by yin and yang!

Brother, after this bowl of wine, you and I will meet again on the road to the underworld!

Brother, after this bowl of wine, you and I will be on this battlefield without any regrets and indulge in a fight!

"Dry!"

"Hahaha!"

"Brother, if you are destined to be in the next life, you will definitely fight side by side again!"

"Brother, see you in the next life!"

"Brother, if you go back alive, my newborn son will have to trouble you to take care of me!"

"Brother, if you go back alive, my mother at home, please take care of me."

"Brother, if you go back alive, tell my wife lightly and ask her to find another good man, don't be the wife of the Heavenly Soldier again."

"Just that, don't go!"

Feng Xian's eyes gradually became sharp.

"Brothers, we will win this battle!"

"Brothers, tell me, what's behind us?"

The six hundred thousand army said in unison: "Our home!"

Feng Xian continued to roar: "Who is behind us?"

"Our relatives!"

"Brothers, behind us is our home, our relatives, and the magnificence of thousands of miles of mountains and rivers. Now, if others want to trample on them, what should we do?"

"kill!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

The blood of the sky dyed the entire sky red.

In the end, they won.

The less wins the more, and 600,000 fights against three million!

What a victory this is?

However, no one smiled.

Because the loss is too great.

The Yellow River, the ancient god, died in battle.

Only Feng Xian was left, and he returned to Beijing with the "triumphant team".

When the world is settled, the immortals in the world will not come out, and the spear that had drunk a lot of blood from the enemy was sealed.
To be continued...