However, at this time, a shadow wearing a black unicorn robe suddenly appeared on the battlefield ahead. The man seemed to be injured. He was sitting in a wheelchair, his face expressionless, and his whole body exuded a look of arrogance that looked down upon the world.
gas.
When the wind blows, the black robe floats high, like a soaring eagle, which can lean down at any time and swallow his favorite prey in one bite.
The prince's hand holding the sword tightened.
It seems that it is already too late and a life and death battle is inevitable.
The two men's eyes looked at each other across a long distance. For a moment, the storm surged and the lightning flashed.
"It's Murong Canghai!" Song Siyuan was shocked and suddenly realized something in his heart.
"Fell into a trap, Murong Canghai is awake!" Song Chengru, the Prime Minister of the Left, shouted that Murong Canghai was cunning, and suddenly understood why the prince insisted on withdrawing the main force.
"Your Highness!" Feng Po rode forward.
All the soldiers looked at the prince, waiting for him to make a decision.
The prince remained calm and composed, his white clothes fluttering like his calm heart. He calmly ordered, "Don't panic, there will always be a life-and-death battle between Da Zhou and Da Qin. It's just a matter of time. Now, the time for the bloody battle has come. Send the order."
Go down, Feng Po, and brother Yi as the vanguard commander, concentrate your forces to attack the middle position of the Qin army, and don't let it have the opportunity to surround the open hole."
If they close the opening, they will be trapped and have no way out.
"Yes, I will wait and see!"
The prince's calmness and magnanimity infected all the soldiers, and his demeanor of disregarding life and death also made everyone's blood boil.
With the prince's orders, everyone went into war again.
High on the mountain, amidst the bloody storm, Murong Canghai's eagle eyes narrowed slightly, looking at the extremely bloody scene with cold eyes. He raised his hand and said calmly——
"This king wants to destroy the Great Zhou Dynasty."
"The King of the North Campus is a thousand years old!"
"Facing Qian Qiansui in front of the King of the North Campus!"
What answered him was the shouts of the soldiers that shook the mountains and fields.
A cruel smile appeared on his cold and ruthless face, his eyes tightened on the man Su Yueming was willing to sacrifice his life for, and said——
"Capture Princess Zhou Duorong! Don't hurt her. If she loses a hair, I will kill all of you."
His voice was as cold and charming as the King of Hell.
No one dares to say so.
As the prince expected, this was a desperate battle. The Qin soldiers' counterattack was like blazing fireworks, and the Zhou soldiers rose up to resist.
The entire sky was as dark as night, without a trace of light, and the black clouds seemed to collapse at any time.
Suddenly, Murong Canghai used his hands to fly up from the wheelchair and landed firmly on the black horse.
"Sword." He said.
He saw a white light flashing through the air, he raised his hand, and the sword fell into his hand.
He raised the hoof of the horse in his hand and slapped it hard on the horse's back. The horse rushed straight down the hillside. After the sword passed, there was a human head in his hand. He picked up the head, passed through the crowd, and hit it with all his strength.
As soon as he raised his head, the man's head headed towards the direction of the prince.
The prince suddenly turned sideways, thrust out his long sword, and the head fell on his sword. As soon as the sword was retracted, the head fell into his arms.
He placed the head solemnly behind him, raised his hand, and said -
"kill."
However, this time, Da Zhou gradually became unable to do what he wanted.
Murong Canghai was extremely cruel and wanted to eradicate him.