Qu Sheng has been a general for many years and has not dared to charge into battle for a long time, but looking at the young man's spirit, he seemed to have found his former self.
How could he bring shame to Aoki Castle and the prince?
"Brothers, follow me and join forces with Young Hero Li!"
Above the city wall, the whistling sound of the Rong Yuan army's crossbows rang out again, instantly dividing the battlefield and creating a brief vacuum for the enemy troops in the rear who were coming to support.
"Young Master Li! All my brothers will follow you from now on. Can you bear it?"
Qu Sheng was able to join forces with Li Mo, and his voice was as loud as thunder.
"I can bear it!"
Li Mo exhaled a breath of foul air that seemed to be burning, and responded without turning his head.
But soon a trace of doubt arose in my mind.
All the troops followed him.
What about Commander Qu?
The battlefield entered a white-hot stage and became a bloody grinder.
Every minute and every second, lives are crushed into mud.
Getting closer.
The black-scaled dragons with Li Mo as the leader have surpassed hundreds of them and have become a sharp knife that pierces into the enemy's formation, determined to pierce through it.
His fighting spirit became stronger.
A man with ten thousand enemies, if he has sufficient weapons and armor, is qualified to dominate the battlefield.
"Could he really reach the center of the army?"
"That divine will..."
Han Zhen's arm was completely bloody.
A person at the God-Observing Realm could actually withstand the military force of hundreds of soldiers and armors.
Doesn't he know how to get tired?
What made Han Zhen even more unable to understand was the phantom of divine will.
The atmosphere of the battle between heaven and earth, where even the sky is about to be pierced with a hole, is by no means the extreme.
The great way, the spirit and form.
It seems to be a monkey wearing golden chain mail and holding an iron rod in his hand?
He has never heard of the knowledge he has gained in thousands of years.
Where did this divine figure come from?
It was this divine form that made him so eager to fight, and he became braver and braver as the battle went on, turning himself into an enemy of ten thousand men.
"We need to prepare early."
Han Zhen murmured to himself, and then said loudly:
"What are you waiting for?"
"Whoever kills this kid will be able to sit at the front of the bronze tree and be worshipped by people from all directions!"
boom--
The sound echoed.
Those disaster beasts that entered the battle formation finally stopped watching.
There will always be brave men when there is a big reward.
This also applies to these disaster beasts that were once respected as gods.
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