In an instant, the North Ming Army was extremely powerful.

Suddenly, the 40,000 Beiming Army seemed to be like thousands of troops, trampling on the earth, and its army was terrifying.

"No one can be let go!" Xia Wuji on the beacon tower shouted. Since the bright star hung in the east, he was very uneasy, only the Beiming Army was dead.

"Kill and kill--" Millions of heroic troops continued to siege and kill the Beiming Army. In a moment, thousands of Beiming Army had died under spearheads.

Seeing this, Xiao Ce's eyes were blood red, he strode and rushed over. He swept the spear and swept the area, but there were too many Xia troops, and the more they killed, the more they became.

If this happens, I will be exhausted and exhausted.

But Xiao Ce still did not give up and rushed towards Ximen wildly, and he did not expect to leave alive.

But the Beiming Army can walk one by one.

"Kill!" Xiao Ce took the lead and killed crazily, and he was the one who harmed these Beiming troops.

Those who fell down one by one were brothers who were born and died with him!

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He vomited blood from his mouth, and the Holy Power continued to explode, constantly crushing. Wherever the Holy Power crushed, blood was rolling, but it was too difficult to kill Ximen with the remaining Bei Meditation.

It can be said that it is impossible at all.

But Xiao Ce still did not give up.

Long Wu shouted: "Xiao Shuai, these brothers are limited in strength and you can't take them out. If you take them with you, it will only become your burden. Don't worry about them. I will fight out for your own disaster!"

"Did you ask me to give up on them and run away by yourself?" Xiao Ce asked.

"Yes!"

"No!" Xiao Ce shook his head and shouted, "I'm all the brothers. Look at them dying every minute. Do you let me escape alone? Do you think I will do this?"

Perhaps, Long Wu said it right. In the direction of Ximen, hundreds of super strong guards and hundreds of thousands of troops were hoarded there, which was a dead end. If he were alone, he might have hope to ascend to heaven.

But he, Xiao Ce, could not do anything at all.

Long Wu said: "Xiao Shuai, only if you leave can you have hope of revenge. Do you really let the blood of the 300,000 brothers flow in vain?"

"There is also the Xiao family, five years of blood feud, don't you avenge it?"

Xiao Ce shouted: "Don't say it again!"

He, Xiao Ce, would not leave because in his heart, he always thought that he had harmed the 300,000 Beiming Army and had to apologize for his death, so he would not leave.

What's more, he wouldn't be willing to exchange his life for tens of thousands of brothers.

"The prince has an order, don't let anyone go, let one go, die!" A general shouted, and countless powerful men rushed over, with a vast aura, crushing everything. As for the other army, some continued to intercept Ximen.

As long as Ximen is not broken, Xiao Ce and the others will be trapped in the dead city, and no one of them will leave.

What are the millions of troops gathered here?

What is the reason why one hundred heaven and man and nature gather here?

Even two powerful men who were extraordinary and saints were killed for why?

It was all for killing Xiao Ce and destroying the Beiming Army. Therefore, how could he let him escape?

Escape, there will be endless troubles.

Seeing the endless powerful men leading the army and crushing them, Long Wu looked pale. If he was surrounded, everything would be a foregone conclusion.

"It's too late!"

Long Wu shouted: "Brothers, are you willing to let the marshal step over your body?"

The sound rolled, trembling the sky, deafening.

The strong men of Daxia were all stunned. What was Long Wu going to do?

Xiao Ce shouted: "Long Wu, what are you going to do?"

Long Wu shouted: "Do you still remember the saint of the dragon in the ancient temple of Tianling a month ago? I know you still remember, I know you don't believe in fate, but what the saint of the dragon once said has been gone now.

It's come true!"

"The Saint of Tianlong also said that the person you respect the most is the one you respect!"

"Who is your most respected person? It is the one from Xia Huang Palace, and the person who saved you is your closest brother, so I, Long Wu, should not let you do it!"

"Today, no matter what the price you pay or how many lives you take, you must live out, because your life is not yours now, the 300,000 soldiers, the 300,000 brothers, they are all here

Wait for you to avenge them!"

"If you die here, who will avenge the blood of 300,000 brothers?"

"I have opened the treasure bag that the Saint of Heavenly Dragon gave me. There are only eight characters inside. I abandon the car and protect the coach, and I will fight to death!"

"This is the secret in the tip!"

Every word Long Wu said trembled heavily in Xiao Ce's mind and could not calm down for a long time.

Before Xiao Ce could speak, Long Wu continued to shout: "Brothers, you are willing to let the marshal step over your corpse!"

"Will!" Thousands of soldiers were filled with blood: "As long as the marshal can go out alive, we are willing to let him step over our bodies!"

"good!"

Long Wu nodded, and his voice continued to shake Jiutian: "If the Marshal refuses to leave, would he be willing to force him to death as he said in the tip?"

"Pride to death!"

"Pride to death!"

"Pride to death!"

The remaining 30,000 soldiers shouted loudly and were soaring to the sky. The Xia army around them were all shocked by their vast aura. They were all soldiers. They admired the Beiming Army from the bottom of their hearts.

There is no coward in the Beiming Army.

Xiao Ce shouted: "Long Wu, what do you want to do, you dare!"

"Long Wu, remember for me that you are not qualified to decide their lives. If you dare to disrupt the morale of the army again, I will kill you!"

The next second, Xiao Ce released the gun and directly pressed it on Long Wu's throat. With a little force, the sharp spear would pierce through Long Wu's throat.

However, Long Wu's expression remained unchanged and his momentum remained the same.

Long Wu said to Xiao Ce: "Even if you kill me, I will do this, because you are the hope of my Beiming Army. As long as you don't die, the Beiming Army will be there, and the Beiming Army will not perish.

Three hundred thousand brothers will not die in vain!”

"You look at the West City Gate. It is only one mile away from us. Although it is not far away, it is guarded by countless strong men and thousands of troops. Can you fight out with them?"

"I tell you, no!"

"Not only can't, but it will also be wiped out!"

"Also, look at Xia Wuji and Yan Kong standing on the beacon tower. How despicable their faces are, and Daxia, the Beiming Army who kills 300,000 yuan and is dedicated to the country, and you Xiao

The family’s blood feud, all of this, are waiting to be done!”

"If you die, the Beiming Army will be really dead, and the Beiming Army spirit will be really dead!"

"I just said that your life is not yours, it is from the 300,000 Beiming Army!"

"So, you have to go out alive!"

Xiao Ce shouted: "When you go out alive, do you have to use the corpses of your brothers to pave the way for me?"

Long Wu shouted, "Not bad!"

Xiao Ce suddenly trembled, and the sharp spear tip pressed against Long Wu's throat, and it was even bleeding.
Chapter completed!