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But his subordinates suffered disaster at this time.

The wild dragon army rushed into the army formation like a tiger, and then collided with the Shenwu army.

A large number of Shenwu soldiers were slashed to the ground when they first came into contact.

Then he was trampled into meat by thousands of troops.

The sky is filled with a salty smell.

The soldiers fell to the ground one by one, charging again and again.

The Shenwu army was almost killed.

But now they can no longer find their way back, and they are deeply trapped in the hundreds of thousands of barbarian troops.

What can be done now is to charge and kill as many enemies as possible.

"laugh!"

When a blood-stained warrior had his throat cut by a scimitar, he fell to the ground.

The last warrior of the Shenwu Army also died.

On the battlefield at this time, only Marquis Shenwu and General Manlong were still fighting.

Even the high priest, without knowing when, was sitting on the chariot, observing the battle in the field.

Smile on face.

"Hey, I've heard about this Marquis of Martial Arts, who was conferred the title of Marquis by the old emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. It is said that when he was fighting the monster clan, he expanded the land for seven hundred miles.

It can be regarded as a talent! "

The sound was an affirmation of Marquis Shenwu.

And at this time.

"Pong!"

Shen Wuhou was distracted and was hit by the giant hammer.

The body fell out.

The deaths of his subordinates made him the end of a hero now.

Without hesitation, when he stood up again, he found that his left arm had become a blood mist.

At this time, holding the knife in one hand, he stared around.

Always be ready to attack again.

There was despair in his eyes.

Everywhere you can see, there are barbarian troops. They control the horses and surround the Marquis Shenwu in the center.

Call out from time to time.

Like a group of demons dancing.

The Great General Manlong even stepped forward.

"Shen Wuhou, if you change places, you may not lose, but today is very unfortunate.

Home is my barbarian.

So, you must die! "

"If you want to kill, kill, I have a lot of titans in Da Zhou.

If you kill me today, one day your barbarian dragon army will be wiped out by my Great Zhou general.

Do you still remember the general who sank your barbarian dragon army? He will definitely kill you! "

Shen Wuhou let out a roar.

"Hey, you're wrong, originally he might have fought against my barbarians, but you're useless, such a general who can fight is actually transferred to the most dangerous place.

And he didn't give any additional troops, so he relied on a mere dozens of people to guard a dilapidated fortress.

Do you think you can keep it? Let me tell you the truth.

Our barbarians have mobilized [-] troops to conquer, and now he is probably dead in battle.

It's a pity that I got the news too late, otherwise, I should have gone to North Dock Fortress.

Instead of talking to you waste materials here! "

After hearing the voice, Marquis Shenwu's eyes were tearing. He knew that Lu Yu was in a difficult situation, but he didn't expect that the Ministry of War would dare to be so inappropriate.

Roared immediately.

"Mu Yunhou, you break my mainstay!"

The voice was filled with endless desolation and unwillingness.

Then, prepare to fight to the death.

And the Great General of the Wild Dragon also raised his double hammers once at this time.

However, at this time.

"Boom!"

In the distance, a large army rushed in.

Although there are not many people, they are brave and unparalleled.

Chapter 28 Rescue

The dark-gold armor of the visitor.

Holding a Fenglei sword in his hand, when he slashed, Hui emitted bursts of wind and thunder light.

Shocking.

The tall body undulates back and forth on the back of the horse, as if flying through the clouds.

Although the temples are gray and gray, they do not lose their prestige at all.