Walter appointed Houghton Child, one of the seven elite generals of the Child family, as commander-in-chief.
Horton's ancestors made great contributions when a multinational army of warriors invaded Great Xia more than a hundred years ago.
He had killed many warriors of the Great Xia Dynasty, and used their blood to stain his ducal title.
Houghton is a hereditary title inherited from his ancestors.
At that time, there was a famous sky garden in Beijing that was renowned both at home and abroad.
It houses a vast collection of rare and precious medicinal herbs, as well as numerous unparalleled magical artifacts and antiques from various dynasties.
It ranks among the top gardens in the world.
This attracted the covetous eyes of foreign powers, so Horton led a group of martial arts masters from various countries to break into the Sky Garden overnight, burning, killing, and looting, stealing countless rare treasures, spiritual medicines, and peerless magical artifacts.
All sorts of rare treasures were loaded onto thousands of horse-drawn carriages.
If there is anything that cannot be taken away, it must be smashed and destroyed.
Finally, a huge fire burned down the Sky Garden, and the fire burned for more than ten days, turning half the sky red.
Even now, the Childe family still displays many magical artifacts and antiques looted from the Sky Garden.
Horton was ruthless and highly skilled, with the blood of the Childe family bandits flowing through his veins. He had long been sharpening his knives, ready to attack the Great Xia.
In his view, Ye Feng was already dead, and the Great Xia Dynasty was now just a piece of fat meat, ready to be slaughtered.
At the rally, Horton's eyes gleamed with a bloodthirsty wildness, his face covered in a thick beard, exuding a fierce and valiant aura.
He was fully armed, tall and imposing, giving off a strong sense of psychological pressure, and he raised his arms and shouted.
"I will restore the glory of my ancestors!"
"A hundred years ago, our ancestors were able to steal all sorts of rare and precious medicines, peerless magical artifacts, and beautiful women from the Great Xia. A hundred years later, we can do the same, haha."
Below, the martial arts army was extremely excited, howling and screaming like ghosts.
This time, the United States united with more than 30 of its allies, led by countries such as the United States, Japan, Australia, South Korea, Italy, the United States, and the United Kingdom.
They assembled an army of over a million martial artists, divided into three major legions: sea, land, and air, and marched menacingly towards the Great Xia.
The attack point was chosen in a high-altitude border area in northwestern Xia.
The climate here is cold, with a large temperature difference between day and night.
The plateau region is covered in snow all year round.
And now it happens to be winter.
A thousand miles of ice, ten thousand miles of snow, and a biting north wind.
The daytime temperature can drop to minus forty degrees Celsius, and water freezes instantly.
The distance to the capital was too great, and reinforcements could not arrive in a short time.
This is the place guarded by the Tiger Legion, one of the ten major battle groups of the Great Xia Dynasty, and its commander is Zhang Dabiao.
Because of the harsh environment and cold weather here.
The number of warriors guarding the city is smaller compared to other border areas, with fewer than 50,000 elite warriors.
The consequences of fighting against one million with fifty thousand are predictable.
Horton chose to make his move here for another reason: Ye Feng had a spirit mine in this area.
The underground reserves of spirit stones are extremely rich. The United States once joined forces with the Seven Kill Hall to try to seize them, but they were all killed by Ye Feng.
This time, we'll kill two birds with one stone and seize the spirit mine as well, to avenge the last time we were attacked.
The Air Warriors, codenamed Lightning, arrived first with over two hundred bombers.
They flew arrogantly over the airspace near the Tiger Legion, showing off their power all day long, with a constant roar.
Enraged, Zhang Dabiao cursed incessantly and ordered his men to open fire if enemy planes dared to fly into the city.
Following them, the Maritime Warriors fleet sailed in a mighty procession along the Xuelong River.
The land-based martial arts battle group also cooperated, crossing the Xuelong River and heading straight for Zhang Dabiao's battle group with murderous intent.
This place is less than 100 kilometers from the border and is the last line of defense.
roar!
Just as the army was marching, a roar suddenly came from the depths of the Xuelong River.
The river was raging with towering waves and surging currents, blocking the enemy warships.
The wronged souls kept flying out of the river, and as far as the eye could see, they were densely packed, numbering in the hundreds of thousands.
At that moment, a chilling wind blew, as if the gates of hell had been opened wide.
The enemy was filled with doubt and did not dare to advance.
These wronged souls were all dressed in the battle armor of the Great Xia warriors from a hundred years ago, tattered and riddled with holes.
They were a large army of expeditionary warriors from the last century, ordered to stop the Americans in this area.
In that battle, the United States deployed a 100,000-strong lizardman army, whose lowest cultivation level was comparable to that of a Martial Grandmaster.
On the battlefield, he is capable of taking on ten men single-handedly.
In addition, there are various dark matter laser cannons designed to target martial artists; the equipment is advanced and the overall combat capability is high.
They held an absolute advantage, and the battlefield was almost entirely one-sided.
More than 200,000 warriors of the Great Xia were almost completely wiped out, their bodies sinking into the Snow Dragon River.
However, their heroic spirits remain, and they have lingered here for many years, guarding the border of the Great Xia Kingdom.
I was born a Da Xia person.
Death is the ghost of the Great Xia Dynasty.
Some of the wronged souls lost their arms.
Some had their entire lower body severed.
Some even had half their heads smashed off.
Some were even disemboweled, their intestines wrapped around their waists.
A wronged spirit, who looked like a commander, was missing an arm. He glared at the enemy soldiers opposite him and raised his arm to shout.
"Brothers, green hills everywhere bury loyal bones, why must we return wrapped in horsehide?"
“We wronged souls will never be able to go home in this life, but our families are behind us and need our protection.”
"Hidden here for over a hundred years, enduring the bitter cold of the river day and night, isn't it all for the sake of protecting our home and country?"
"Now, those damn Americans are still determined to destroy our Great Xia, and they're launching another large-scale invasion. Tell me, what should we do?"
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