After wearing it, the sergeant brought the horse.
This ancient battlefield harvest paid more attention to speed, so the soldiers rode without auxiliary soldiers, and even the ugly Buddha stayed in the barracks
These war horses have been treated with herbs for a long time, but they have been able to bear the weight of military armor.
"March into the ancient battlefield!"
Wang Xuance Ma Hengji immediately screamed at the command of his horse.
Five military flags came crashing and churning.
Rumble … Horses scream, the ground trembles, and a piece of black pressure rushes into the ancient battlefield.
The wind roared and the jack-o’-lantern floated.
The ancient battlefield is still like that. Occasionally, there are fierce corpses dragging rotten weapons, but it is sparse. After all, this thing is reunited.
And to Wang Xuan’s surprise, a whirlwind of bloody blood is almost the same as when he first came in.
"Array assault!"
With a wave of his halberd, he couldn’t help himself. The soldiers immediately rode and ran around with bloody tigers.
The second difference is that most of the soldiers of Yong’ an government have condensed the corpse, dog, wheel, blood, tiger and military pattern, which can be detached at will.
The army is under siege, and the bloody tiger shadow rolls along the way, so don’t clean it up if you strike back.
"Adults to the left!"
"To the right!"
Bai Qin has shown his body flying around Wang Xuan.
With her guiding army, there is no pause. From the periphery, it passes through a magic array to clean up.
Wang Xuan took out the army print and looked at the deeper and deeper blood dragon print. The corners of his mouth could not help but smile.
This ancient battlefield is a treasure for the Yongan government army. Not only can the sergeant benefit from it, but also the military tattoo can speed up the cultivation process, and the military tattoo seal can continuously accumulate blood and evil spirits.
Not afraid of fighting for a long time in the future is a big advantage of Yongan.
And this army seal seems to have changed because it absorbs blood at the same time …
When the galloping speed of the war horse is less than a wick of incense, the peripheral blood has been swept away.
And a sad roar in the center of the battlefield also sounded …
Chapter one hundred and fifty-seven The military government is full of chaos and chaos.
The evil wind roared and the bones became mountains
The ground crashed and exploded, and a tall figure jumped out of the bronze helmet. His eyes were burning with blood, and he raised his jet bow and made a desolate and sad roar.
The battlefield is crowded with fierce corpses and Yin soldiers …
……
The yellow sand roared and the horses rumbled forward.
Behind Wang Xuan, the commander-in-chief, Da Qiu, hunted and danced thoughtfully and looked at the center of the battlefield.
According to Bai Qin, this ancient battlefield has a large natural array, and it seems that Jiugong is relatively changeable because of the surging mountains and rivers.
Every area is blocked by the magic array, but after Wang Xuan condensed the sparrow’s Yin evil spirit wheel, the spirit became more acute and vaguely noticed that there was something moving there
Bai Qin also seems to have some sleep and smiles. "My Lord’s seven tragic corpses are hidden in the ground vein and rely on Long Mai to infect the birth of blood. I even have noticed it."
"hinder"
Wang Xuan looked calm and commanded the army to speed up the harvest. At the same time, he was curious and asked, "Is that Mrs. Bai also considered that your children were killed by those seven tragic corpses in your past life?"
"It’s just some scattered memories."
Bai Qin shook his head slightly. "You can’t understand others’ love and hate without others’ emotions."
"I’m not white memory that seven fierce sad corpse original body also calculate valor is uncommon than the hidden mountain patriarch is not bad, and Mrs. Dialogue is dead set on how to end up being distorted by love and hate …"
Wang Xuan casually replied, "He licks dogs and is unpopular."
"Wang Wang"
"Ah Fu didn’t mean you?"
Bai Qin was startled. "Lick the dog?"
Wang Xuan pondered that "love is unpredictable, which is the most hurtful thing. There are also various kinds of care and doping than Jin Jian. Most of the time, it is wishful thinking and self-moving."
Bai Qin seems to understand "no wonder Mrs. Bai always avoids this person."