Huangfu Chenyu's eyes darkened, and he calmly ordered: "All soldiers obey my orders and line up in formation!"

The soldiers didn't know what it was, so they couldn't help but panic. Even though they were well-trained, they couldn't help but their legs were shaking when they saw this scene. However, thinking of their accusations as soldiers, soon, the sergeants were orderly laying out the prescriptions.

The formation formed a protective layer to protect everyone in the VIP seats.

"Swear to protect His Majesty to the death!"

"Swear allegiance to the imperial court to the death!"

"Swear to protect the country to the death!"

The sound was overwhelming and mighty.

Huangfu Chenyu pulled out the sword on his waist and stared at the walking corpse slowly approaching in front of him.

Jinxiaozan held Beiming Zihe down and glanced at the trembling Emperor of Dazhou beside him. The Emperor of Dazhou was already too busy to take care of himself. For him, he was more concerned about his own life and death than that of Beiming Zihe.

There can be princes again. He has twenty-seven sons in his life. How can Duobei Mingzi not have one more, and he will not lose any of them. The most important thing is that his life is important.

No one needs to stand up and say it at this moment, they already know that Xuanyuan Zhen'er is not Huang Nu!

Yin Shitian's eyes moved slightly. Seeing the dense crowd of people rushing in this direction, he knew that the situation was not good, so he immediately calmly ordered: "Get ready-"

The enemy is outnumbered. There are such successful examples in history. After all, they are in the minority. What's more, living flesh and blood people have to fight to the death with these dead and unconscious corpses. Everyone has a little shadow in their heart.

What worries them the most is whether those who died in battle will be influenced by Xuanyuan Zhen'er again after death, turning into these walking zombies and becoming weapons to kill their teammates and friends?

The war is imminent and about to break out.

"Ouch——"

Just when Yin Shitian was about to give the order, he heard a cry from the sky, and then a black shadow flashed past through the dense lead clouds, stepping on lightning and swooping down with the force of thunder.

The wings were spread out to a full eight feet, and there were two people sitting on the back, a man and a woman, their figures looked very familiar...

It’s Jiu’er——

It’s Huangfu Chenjue!

When he noticed that Mu Jiuer and Huangfu Chenjue were carried on the back of the huge dragon, he was stunned for a moment, then his eyes showed joy, and he could only raise his arms and shout, but he didn't look nervous just now.

The petite and familiar figure on the dragon's back was reflected in Maha's silver eyes.

"Dragon! It's a dragon, a dragon from the Western Continent!"

"Western Continent?"

"Does the legendary Western Continent really exist?"

Xuanyuan Zhen'er clenched her fists and looked angrily at Mu Jiu'er and Huangfu Chenjue who suddenly appeared, and said coldly: "Kill!"

The bloodthirsty legions heard the sound and began to kill. When they encountered a living creature, they pounced on it and tore off the skin and flesh. Suddenly, a scream sounded out——

Mu Jiu'er narrowed her eyes slightly and stared at Xuanyuan Zhen'er standing in the center. She plucked the strings in her hand, and the tinkling sound seemed to have a magic spell that could control people's heartstrings, which was shocking.

The overwhelming momentum of thousands of troops and horses swallowing mountains and rivers made the somewhat frightened soldiers suddenly feel a resonance in their hearts. Their fear dissipated, and they began to calm down in the face of the mighty group of rotting corpses, and followed orders to attack.

As Mu Jiuer's fingers flew, the sound of the piano gushed out from her fingers, the sound became louder and louder, and pink waves spread along with the sound of the piano in all directions.

This is……
Chapter completed!