In the dark night, the shouts of murder shook the sky.

This night was an extraordinary night. The Red Flame Army of Great Xia charged forward. Under the leadership of Zhao Yun and the female commander, they chased and killed the Yuan enemy troops for hundreds of miles. They killed corpses all over the field and blood flowed into rivers.

The sound of thunder will disappear at some point.

The screams disappeared without knowing when.

When dawn came, the war came to an end temporarily.

Daxia won, achieved a great victory, killed countless enemies, and captured countless ordnance. .??.??

In particular, the 100,000 ballista chariot is of extraordinary significance.

As for the Great Yuan Million Lions, less than 500,000 were left and fled in panic, suffering extremely heavy casualties.

Daxia actually wants to hunt him down.

However, we can no longer pursue it, this is already the realm of the Great Yuan.

"Clean the battlefield quickly."

Hissing like this resounded all over the world.

The Great Yuan Dynasty may make a comeback at any moment. Even if the army is defeated and defeated, the strength of the army is far superior to that of the Red Flame Army. After all, there is no thunder and lightning, and Ji Hen has no Qilin transformation. It is better to return to the border as soon as possible to guard.

In fact, the other party has no intention of doing so. They are scared of being beaten and their commander-in-chief has been wiped out. So why bother? If they come back and are hit by another thunder and lightning, wouldn't it be even more embarrassing?

"Ji Hen."

I don’t dare to hit him, but I can still curse him a few times.

Like a remnant of a defeated general, howling angrily all the way, the battle that must be won was completely defeated because of a Ji Hen, because of a thunder and lightning, back and forth.

In the first battle, more than 500,000 troops were lost.

Since the founding of the Yuan Dynasty, the casualties have never been so heavy.

Under the sky, blood filled the air.

On the ground, blood flowed into rivers, and there were corpses scattered everywhere, as well as broken battle flags.

Weapons thrust into the ground are everywhere on the battlefield.

Daxia soldiers were running back and forth, cleaning the battlefield and retreating.

Leave nothing that can be taken away.

Everything they passed was clean except for blood.

On the top of the hill, Zhao Yun stood proudly, holding a telescope and looking into the distance.

Through the beacon fire and smoke, you can vaguely see the border of Dayuan.

No movement.

All the major city gates were closed tightly, and in a daze, screams and howls could still be heard.

"You saved the Red Flame Army and Daxia."

The handsome lady smiled tiredly and handed over a bottle of wine.

"I said, Wushuang will protect us." Zhao Yun took the wine bottle with a smile and drank it vigorously.

The handsome woman raised her eyes. Although it was already dawn, the sky was still dark. It seemed that she could still see a star dotting the top of the sky, shining with hazy starlight.

The journey home was filled with joy.

Won, Daxia won.

Since the founding of Daxia, it has never had such a glorious record.

One hundred thousand against one million, Dayuan was defeated and defeated.

This is all attributed to the Holy Son of Heaven.

Regardless of whether he was a veteran or a junior soldier, they all looked at Ji Hen with awe in their eyes.

This young man should be the most courageous among all the saints in history.

He has a noble status and an unlimited future, but he dares to go to the battlefield to kill the enemy, and even leads the Red Flame Army of Great Xia to fight back desperately.

It was him who turned things around.

No one will forget, and everyone will remember for the rest of their lives that once upon a time, there was such a flaming thunder unicorn that crossed the battlefield and killed millions of Yuan's troops.

Zhao Yun just smiled and passed by.

If you say this is a coincidence, no one will believe it.

It was a coincidence that he went to the battlefield at the southeastern border twice.

The first time was when Feng Wu's brother encountered a crisis at the border.

This time, it was even more bizarre. He traveled from Tianzong across countless territories and teleported to the Tomb of the King of Yinyue. He was confused and ran into an emergency at the border. Moreover, there was a million-strong army on the other side.

It seems:

He really has an indissoluble bond with this battlefield.

Returning to the border, the atmosphere of joy was overwhelmed by sadness.

Dayuan suffered heavy losses, so did Daxia.

The border city wall is almost collapsed. I don't know how many people died in the battle, and I don't know how many people there are. Not even a single corpse is left in the capital. The world is dark, bones pile up into mountains, and blood flows into rivers.

Tombstones were erected one after another in the border gate.

In front of the tomb, pieces of turbid wine were also sprinkled.

"quick."

"Build the wall."

There was no time for pain, as long as they could still move, they all climbed up the city wall and tried to rebuild the border in the shortest possible time. After Dayuan suffered such a big loss, he would definitely make a comeback.

Looking in the distance, there are still figures coming towards here.

Most of them were casual cultivators who came to help the border areas.

But it was too late.

After hearing about the battle yesterday, everyone was so shocked that they couldn't stand still.

Unfortunately, I arrived too late and missed the earth-shattering battle.

However, they can think about it.

The scene of a large-scale lightning strike should be very lively.

Yang Xiong and Yan Tianfeng also came.

It was brought to them by Zhao Yun's clone. They were all injured with only half their lives. They were about to die, but the casual cultivators rushed to the border to help and passed by the small town. After a desperate fight, they managed to save their lives, but they were basically injured.

If it is damaged, I am afraid that I will be stuck in the Ksitigarbha realm for the rest of my life.

"Let's recover first." Zhao Yun smiled and gave him a lot of elixir.

"Thank you." The two wanted to stand up, but were unable to do so, so they had to sit and hold their hands.

"Look back and give you a chance." Zhao Yun smiled, turned and left.

The so-called opportunity is naturally the art of body refining.

The foundations of the two of them are damaged and they need to reshape themselves through body refining techniques. Isn't it just chance?

"What an opportunity."

"The devil knows."

"I heard that your daughter is in Tianzong and has a good relationship with the Holy Son." Yang Xiong smiled.

"Don't be ridiculous." Yan Tianfeng coughed

A mouthful of blood, sitting on the ground, just swallowing the pill.

"Hurry up."

Hissing sounds filled the border, so repairing the city wall was a top priority.

The border work was in full swing, and the Tianzong side was also in a commotion.

It's gone. The Holy Son disappeared in confusion. He searched Tianzong all day and night, but he couldn't find it. He even searched the imperial capital almost all over, but there was no trace of Ji Hen.

"It would be better to die."

The enemies gathered together and gnashed their teeth. ??

The atmosphere in Tianzong Hall was depressing.

Yang Xuanzong, Linglong, Yun Yan and others were all there, all with ugly faces.

"Headmaster, the Holy Son has been found."

When the atmosphere was depressing, some people rushed into the hall in a hurry.
To be continued...