"continue!"

Blessed by Qi Jin, the sound was like thunder filling the ears, spreading throughout the battlefield.

It was more like a heavy hammer that struck everyone's heart.

Even the old ghost from Yinshan and the other thirteen hidden people could not help but feel greatly shaken.

Does he... really want to keep fighting?

Don't wait for the echo to disappear.

The old ghost from Yinshan suddenly laughed ferociously: "It's just a desperate struggle. Send the order, and the army will continue to go south and attack Zhenjiang City!"

As soon as the words came out.

A rare look of anger flashed across Huo Zhenxiao's cold face.

He did not hesitate to risk his life just to delay for a longer time and buy time for reinforcements to arrive for Zhenjiang City and the Snow Dragon Cavalry.

He can die, he can fly into ashes and be annihilated.

But Zhenjiang City must not be destroyed!

When he was fighting fiercely with thirteen hidden people just now, he seemed to be less defensive and more offensive, putting on a desperate posture.

This also frightened millions of troops into not making any progress, achieving his desired effect.

However, now the military order from the old ghost from Yinshan has directly killed his plan!

"Hahaha... Lord Huo, if you want to use your life to delay time, I'm afraid it will be difficult to achieve!"

In the diagonal stab, a hidden man laughed: "If you die, Zhenjiang City will also be destroyed!"

The words are clear and powerful.

Hearing this, other hidden people also laughed.

They have reached their realm and lived for such a long time.

They had already developed an exquisite heart with seven orifices, and they knew Huo Zhenxiao's thoughts from the beginning of the fight.

Procrastination...is simply impossible!

"All troops, go south!"

In the crowd, a thick and rough voice sounded again.

On the silent battlefield, horns and drums sounded at the same time.

The millions of coalition troops who were originally stationary now became restless.

Like a continuous tide, it surged towards Zhenjiang City again.

"presumptuous!"

A fierce light burst out from Huo Zhenxiao's eyes, and he waved the silver dragon in his hand, and a blast of gun air tore through the sky, attacking the person who gave the order in the army.

but.

Boom!

As soon as the gun air reached the air, a fierce energy rushed out from the diagonal stab. The two energy energies collided in the air, causing a loud bang and ripples.

"Huo Zhenxiao, we Xicai, you are the number one among the younger generation after Chen Dong, but don't take yourself too seriously!"

"Today, thirteen of us surrounded you and killed one of you. It's already embarrassing for me. If we let you break through the encirclement and attack and kill the coalition generals, you don't take us seriously!"

Huo Zhenxiao's blood-stained face was revealed, and he clenched his bloody teeth.

"Then let's fight!"

Boom...

The fierce and domineering energy was released from Huo Zhenxiao's body, turning into a series of blue dragons, rushing towards the thirteen hidden people.

The sound was so terrifying that it covered the sky and the sun.

but.

The thirteen hidden people were happy and unafraid, and they all fired up their energy and faced Huo Zhenxiao directly.

Boom, boom, boom...

The collision of energy shook the heaven and the earth.

Huo Zhenxiao and the thirteen hidden people are fighting inextricably again, and it is difficult to spy on the traces.

Only the positions of the energetic tornadoes in the sky are constantly changing, and there are shock waves that ripple out after layer upon layer of collisions.

And on the battlefield below.

"kill!"

Millions of coalition troops shouted in unison.

Everyone went crazy and rushed to Zhenjiang City.

"fire!"

On the wall of Zhenjiang City, a commander took the lead in giving the order.

Zhenjiang City, which had been silent for a moment, once again spewed out endless tongues of fire, and cannonballs fell towards the battlefield bit by bit.

Along with the roar, mushroom clouds rose into the sky.

But facing the huge crowds, Zhenjiang City's hot weapon firepower became weak.

A cannon shell blasted out a blank space, and immediately an endless sea of ​​people rushed over to fill it up again.

in a sense.

Under the attack of millions of troops, the power of these thermal weapons is approaching zero!

The lost coalition troops are simply insignificant compared to the total strength of the coalition forces!

The shouts of killing soared into the sky and cracked the silk, deafening the ears.

On the city wall, all the Snow Dragon Cavalry troops were busy.

Defend, build high walls, carry cannonballs...

Every detail, even if no one is directing them, these Snow Dragon Cavalry troops can still operate in an orderly manner.

But everyone was distracted by paying attention to Huo Zhenxiao!

He...is the key!

Chen Dong stood on the top of the city, glanced at the Snow Dragon Cavalry on the wall, and clearly caught the faint look of panic on their faces.

He turned around and said to Qin Ye: "Go and prepare. The "Eight Formations of Gods and Ghosts" is another backbone of the Snow Dragon Cavalry and can help them stay brave!"

"good!"

Qin Ye turned and left.

Even if it's Chen Dong, I don't know where he has arranged the formation.

Chen Dong withdrew his gaze and looked at the aerial battlefield in the distance.

Huo Zhenxiao and the thirteen hidden people were all clearly visible in his sight.

Fourteen people were killed in an indistinguishable manner.

Even in such a short period of time.

Huo Zhenxiao was already covered in blood, but the thirteen hidden people also had several injuries on their bodies.

This level of fighting.

It can be called despair.

But Huo Zhenxiao's expression was always resolute and cold, without any fear.

The spear is like a dragon, sweeping across the sky.

Bursting with unparalleled killing intent, it stabbed the hidden people again and again.

Even though he was easily resolved by the hidden people every time, Huo Zhenxiao never stopped.

He used his mortal body to perform the works of gods.

In a trance, Huo Zhenxiao's figure rose infinitely in Chen Dong's heart.

Chen Dong took a deep breath.

He immediately turned around and walked to the war drum, picked up the drumstick and started beating it hard.

"For Senior Brother, beat the drum to support us!"

Chen Dong's tongue burst with spring thunder, and his rich voice spread far away.

Boom, boom, boom...

A sound of drum beating followed.
To be continued...