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Chapter 218: Anger of Thousands of Armies (5)(1/2)

The three-headed evil dog fighting spirit was torn apart, and all the soldiers of the Third Guard Corps of the Western Lords suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, and their aura quickly became sluggish, and the formation was suddenly in chaos.

The unstoppable cavalry of the Three Thousand Battalions rushed straight into the camp of the Third Guards.

The commander of the Three Thousand Battalions, Ye Qingtian, was even more in a thousand, holding a bright silver spear, as if Lu Bu was alive.

The gun is like thunder, shining on the whole body of courage, the brave are fearless and thousands of men are invincible!

Under the leadership of Ye Qingtian, more than 20,000 battalions of iron cavalry drove straight in with unstoppable force, killing people, and killing Buddhas, directly drilling through the heartland of the Third Guards Legion.

In fact, the fate of the Third Guard Corps was declared as early as the moment when the three evil dogs fought the spirit were torn apart by the White Tiger War Spirit.

Faced with the defeat of the three evil dog war spirits, all the soldiers of the Third Guard Legion were not only backfired, but also severely damaged the aura. In the chaos of the camp, they could no longer maintain the formation of the ancient battle formation, which was destined to be the same as the ordinary regular army.

Faced with the fact that they were still advancing and retreating, with the blessing of the white tiger war spirit, the three thousand battalions of iron cavalry, which seemed to be one, could only become a hungry lamb, without any power to resist.

"Don't be messed up, don't be messed up, keep the formation, fight back, fight back!"

On the battlefield, no matter how General Brandon roared in anger, he could not recover the turbulent decline of the Third Guards.

In the blink of an eye, more than 30,000 Third Guards were killed by the three thousand battalions of troops that were drilled into the hinterland. The remaining ten thousand remaining troops also began to flee in all directions in horror.

On Qishan Island, Earl Russell looked at the scene with an ugly expression.

He knew that the more than ten ancient battle formations under the command of the Huaxia Tianting were very strong. After all, he could always dominate the top ten of the Thousand Army list, which was enough to show the horror of the dozens of tiger and wolf brigades under Hao Zun's command.

But he never imagined that the current situation would be the third guards, which could also dominate the top 100 on the Thousand Army List, was defeated head-on by the Three Thousand Battalions of the Huaxia Heavenly Court just after just one encounter!

Next to Count Russell, a group of think tank counselors also looked extremely serious at this time.

"What a famous Sanqian Camp, it's better to see it than to hear it!"

"It is said that the Three Thousand Battalions are only ranked ninth in the combat sequence of the Huaxia Heavenly Court? It is really unbelievable. How powerful should the main troops of the Huaxia Heavenly Court rank in the top eight?"

"Hmph, under this situation, the Huaxia Tianting dared to take the initiative to send three thousand battalions to chisel the formation. It's really overestimating one's own ability to shake the tree!"

"As expected, if they do not send three thousand battalions to chisel the formation, then the situation will be lost."

Earl Russell's face became even more ugly when he heard the words of the counselors beside him.

Earl Russell took a deep breath and looked at the coalition leaders beside him, and his voice was as thunderous as thunder: "Who can cut off the head of Xiang Shangren of the commander of the three thousand battalions, reward a thousand taels of gold, and be awarded the third-class Count!"

boom!

The sound was like a tide, and for a moment, the Western lord coalition camp was completely boiling.

A thousand taels of gold can never be spent in eight lifetimes.

The third-class Count is the second largest title after the duke in the Western world, with descendants and glory and wealth.

There must be brave men under heavy rewards.

"The Crusaders requested a war!"

"The Skeleton Army requests to fight!"

"The Royal Griffon Legion requests to fight!"

“…”

The entire Western lord coalition was full of fighting spirit and eager to try. The unstoppable cavalry on the battlefield seemed to be fish on the chopping board at this moment. Just take a bite and make the descendants prosperous and prosperous.

Earl Russell looked down on his tiger's eyes and waved his hand: "Accurate!"

The clamoring army stopped, and for a while, I was unable to figure out what Count Russell meant. Which army was to fight?

Suddenly, the Crusader shouted: "Car with me!"

Immediately snatched away!

When he moved, the crusaders in the rear immediately followed, and the earth was shaking and the mountains were shaking fiercely.

The commander of the Royal Griffon Legion was very anxious: "Why are you still standing there? Bounce me!"

The soldiers of the Royal Griffon Legion understood and rushed out of the array with their commanders.

The next moment, the troops who requested to fight were dispatched in full swing, rushing to the forefront, fearing that their colleagues would take the lead and rob the military industry.

The troops who did not ask for a war were both angry and anxious, as if their wife had been snatched away, staring at them in anger.

"The army of three parties has a total of 100,000 troops. This time, you will see if you have three thousand camps dead!"

A commander spat out of phlegm as if he was venting his anger, extremely upset.

At Tianlang Pass, Mi Xi and other senior leaders of the Huaxia Tian Court changed their expressions. They looked down from a high place to overlook the dark coalition array on the battlefield, changing like a tide. The three coalition troops were directly surrounded by smoke and dust, from three different directions, towards the three thousand battalions of troops.

The soldiers exceed 10,000, and the soldiers exceed 100,000, and they lead the world!

And in front of the thousands of troops, there was only a single cavalry covered in blood and fighting alone, less than 20,000 cavalry!

This scene made everyone on the city wall feel numb.

Gulu... Mi Xi Xiaoke swallowed a sip of water, her little face turned slightly white, and she said in panic: "Let the Three Thousand Battalions retreat. I just defeated the Third Guard Corps. The Third Thousand Battalions lost at least 6,000 cavalry, and the casualties have exceeded one quarter. How can I resist the enemy's 100,000 elite army?"

Shen Fangquan, who was standing on the city tower in blue clothes with his hands behind his back, remained silent. Although the upper-level soldiers in the sky looked extremely ugly, they did not say a word.

Seeing that everyone ignored her, Mi Xi Xiaoke became anxious: "You guys say something. If you don't withdraw your troops, the three thousand battalions will be wiped out!"

"Shenji Camp!!"

Before Mi Xi's little Kenai finished speaking, Bu Zheng, whose eyes were blood-red, suddenly shouted loudly.

"Preparation of the second and third level targets, firepower coverage, release!!"

Bang bang bang bang!!

With this command, Gan Lang closed hundreds of spiritual artifacts and cannons runes and was dazzling. Tons of energy shells swept and spit out flames, smashing them hard into the camp of the Western lords.

For a moment, the entire Gan Lang was closed, and in addition to the deafening sound of the cannons sucking the flames, the sound of drum beat was even more rapid and loud!

All the soldiers in the Heavenly Court who beat the drums had blood-red eyes and used all their strength to feed themselves. It seemed that only in this way could they relieve their regrets that they could not fight on the battlefield with their brothers under the city and die.

"Dong!Dong!Dong!Dong..."

"Woo~Woo~Woo..."

In the horn of the earth-shaking drums and urging the expedition, the three thousand battalions of cavalry, who were chasing the remnants of the Third Guard Corps, also discovered the situation of three coalition troops surrounding the battlefield.

Immediately gave up the defeat of the remnants of the Third Guards Army, and once again integrated the formation. Under the cover of the artillery of the Shenji Camp, he rode his horse and launched a large-scale group charge.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

The artillery shells of the Shenji Camp hit the coalition camp heavily, causing ripples on the surface of the fighting spirit formed by the coalition.

Every time the shell falls, it will shake the spirit of the battle, and there will be large groups of coalition soldiers.

With this firepower coverage and support, the three thousand battalions of iron cavalry quickly became the first to collide with the coalition crusaders.

The strength of the Crusaders and the previous Third Guards Corps is almost the same. They also have more than 30,000 troops. The spirit of fighting spirit is a hideous two-winged giant lizard.

This time, the charge of the three thousand battalions of iron cavalry was significantly slower to break through the formation, and it took nearly twice the time to tear the Crusader's formation defense line.

This time, they did not have time to chase and kill the Crusaders again, because the first time they broke through the crusade formation, the second royal griffin army that arrived later had arrived had already arrived, and the killing and injury to the Crusaders was only a limited number of more than 10,000 people who had been limited to the formation.

After two fierce battles, the three thousand battalions of cavalry were left, and less than 13,000 cavalry were left.

The physical exhaustion was also very serious, and even the war horses were panting heavily.

The commander Ye Qingtian, holding a "blood spear", stood in front of the three thousand battalions of iron cavalry, gasping heavily, quietly looking at the Royal Griffon Legion formation that appeared again in front of Yue Linyuan.

Listening to the sound of the shaking drums coming from the Tianlang Pass behind him, listening to the heavy breathing sounds of the war horses under the crotch of the soldiers behind him, looking at the endless enemy formations in front of him, an inexplicable sadness and determination suddenly surged into his heart.

"Don't retreat!"

"Don't retreat!!!"

Ye Qingtian looked up to the sky and let out a long roar, then took the lead, and continued to rush towards the enemy camp as if he was dead.

"Three thousand battalions, fight to the death!"

"Fight to the death!!"

"Fight to the death!!!"

When he moved, less than 12,000 riders were left behind him with bloody eyes and bloody roaring to the sky, following him.

The roar of the death battle resounded through the sky and the wildernesses of the world!

boom--

In the world, a white tiger dyed red with a blood-winged royal griffin collided fiercely.

When Tianlang was closed, Mi Xi and Xiao Keana quietly covered her mouth with her hands, tears swaying and crying.

It is unbelievable that with more than half of the staffing, the number of white tiger fighting spirit condensed by the Iron Cavalry of the Three Thousand Battalions of the White Tiger and the War Spirit pattern still maintained a scale of more than 40,000!

This scene not only shocked all the senior officials of the Heavenly Court at Tianlang Pass, but also shocked all the leaders of the Western lord coalition forces.

For a long time, the army's fighting spirit has been an extremely special energy existence independent of spiritual power, fighting spirit, magic elements, and spiritual power in the world.

People only know that the formation of this energy is related to the overall strength and quantity of an army, and is closely related to the essence of an ancient battle formation. However, instinctively forgetting, fighting spirit, the most important thing is the last word "meaning"!

The three thousand camps, which were born to death, seemed to have touched the most original thing for a moment...

Rather than saying that thing is called fighting spirit, that thing is called military soul!
To be continued...
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