Ignoring the dissuasion of the lieutenants on the left and right, saying that such a defeat might be a fraud, they went deep into the army alone and rushed towards Xuanyuan Che's tall emperor's camp.
The golden color of iron dances, dazzling in the sun.
With the army in retreat, Tianchen looked as if his army was as demoralized as a piece of loose sand.
With his horse charging wildly, the Southern Song Dynasty coach rode Juechen and charged towards Xuanyuan Che's tent.
With one arrow, he knocked down the iron-gold tiger flag that symbolized Xuanyuan Che's battle flag. The Southern Song Dynasty coach roared: "King Tianchen, come forward and die."
On one side, he swung his horse and slashed towards the half-open and half-closed tent.
With a swing of the knife, the tent was instantly cut open. The inside was empty and there was nothing. There was some shadow of Tianchen King Xuanyuan Che there.
The Southern Song coach was stunned for a moment.
"Boom, boom, boom." Just as the commander of the Central Army of the Southern Song Dynasty was stunned, the dull but deafening sound of war drums suddenly sounded from all directions.
It is vast and chilling, with an aura of overwhelming majesty, and a majestic military power that pierces the sky.
The war drums beat, and the color of heaven and earth changes.
The moment the war drums sounded, iron-colored flags flew.
The groups were arranged in an orderly manner, wearing Tianchen black armor. The Tianchen soldiers and horses, which had already fled to unknown places, came with long spears in their hands and a clear formation.
It was so dark that it was almost impossible to see the end.
The commander of the Southern Song Dynasty reined in his horse in an instant, and his expression suddenly changed. With such a majestic military power, it looked like the Tianchen armies were distracted and fleeing in all directions.
"Oops, I've fallen into a trap." When the Southern Song Dynasty deputy general saw the coming force, his face suddenly changed and he shouted violently.
"Retreat, coach, retreat quickly." Another deputy general immediately followed and shouted.
The iron-colored rocks are thick and dense, and they come one after another. Before they collide, their murderous aura has already covered the sky and blocked the sun.