Seeing the chaotic retreat of the Northern Yan army, the soldiers of Southern Xia were all excited and their fighting spirit was high.
The battle-hardened King Zhen Guo knew that now was the best time to counterattack. He immediately raised his sword with one hand and shouted loudly: "Kill——!"
The city gate of the palace opened outwards, and Lord Zhenguo, who had lost his arm, rushed out of the city gate at the head of the horse, riding a golden-armored demon lion.
Under the leadership of Lord Zhen Guo, tens of thousands of Southern Xia soldiers in the palace rushed out without any scruples and charged directly towards the chaotic Northern Yan army.
After witnessing Lin Yun's devastating power, the morale of the Beiyan army had dropped to freezing point.
But the Nanxia soldiers were just the opposite. They had just been forced to a dead end by the Beiyan army. They saw their comrades falling one by one but were unable to resist. Their hearts were filled with hatred and anger that had nowhere to vent. They had been suppressed for too long.
At this moment, they finally found an opportunity to fight back. The hatred and anger in their hearts erupted like a volcano, and their momentum suddenly surged to the boiling point.
"Kill——!"
"Brothers, let's fight these beasts!"
"Grandma, let's fight these idiots to the end!"
"Kill all these sons of bitches and avenge the fallen warriors! Revenge the fallen heroes! Revenge the tragic deaths of the common people!"
All the Southern Xia soldiers raised their weapons high, roared hysterically, and charged madly into the chaotic Northern Yan army, immediately setting off a bloody storm in the Northern Yan army.
All the soldiers of Nanxia were blinded by hatred. They were like a group of rabid dogs. They rushed into the crowd and slashed wildly. All of them had their eyes red with blood during the battle and became extremely crazy.
Although the Beiyan army still numbered in the hundreds of thousands, they were all running away in panic. It could be said that they were flying apart when the disaster was approaching, unable to unite to form a resistance, and the battle turned into a one-sided massacre.
Although the Nanxia soldiers were extremely ferocious, the average number of enemies they destroyed per second was only a few hundred, which was less than half of what Lin Yun could do alone.
However, after the Southern Xia soldiers joined the battlefield, the number of Beiyan troops still dropped significantly, and more than a thousand Beiyan soldiers were wiped out every second.
In just three minutes, another 200,000 Beiyan soldiers were wiped out, leaving only the last 200,000 troops to escape from the royal city alive.
Lin Yun's cultivation level also made another breakthrough because of this, and he was directly promoted to the seventh-level martial arts realm!
Lin Yun, whose whole body was bright red and translucent, stood on the city wall like a guardian war god, looking at the Beiyan army fading like a tide from a distance. He did not continue to pursue it, but released the power of the Demonic Core Crystal and stopped at the original position.
to cool down your body.
After the fierce battle just now, Lin Yun's body temperature had exceeded a thousand degrees, which had reached the limit that his body could bear.
If he continues to fight, the situation will become very dangerous and may even endanger his life.
Moreover, he was recovering from a serious injury at this time, and having maintained the second form of the Demonic Core Crystal for so long, his body's endurance had reached its limit.
Lin Yun's body gradually cooled down, from a thousand degrees to dozens of degrees. The body, which glowed red like a soldering iron, also returned to its normal state as the temperature dropped, and finally stopped smoking.
After Lin Yun stopped pursuing, the Nanxia soldiers also stopped.
Looking at the army gradually disappearing on the horizon, all the soldiers of Nanxia fell into silence for a long time.
Before Lin Yun appeared, they were all completely desperate and prepared to die for their country. They had even made the worst plan for the fall of the royal city and the destruction of Southern Xia.
At this moment, the Northern Yan army retreated in embarrassment, and they were all lucky to survive. As a result, the royal city was defended, and Nan Xia finally survived this biggest crisis in hundreds of years.
This is the miracle they have been praying for.
But when the miracle was before their eyes, they couldn't believe it.
is this real?
Is this true?
After a moment of silence, someone cheered loudly.
"Beiyan retreated, we won!"
"We defeated Beiyan, and we won Nanxia!"
"Long live Nanxia! Long live Nanxia!"
All the officers and soldiers of the Southern Xia army were filled with tears at this moment. They raised their weapons in the air and roared hoarsely, composing a heroic song of victory.
This is a great moment!
This is an immortal myth!
This is an incredible miracle in Southern Xia!
After this baptism of blood, the royal city was covered with a layer of red. The torrent of blood gathered into a torrent, washing away the corpses covering the ground.
The disaster has come to an end.
Dawn has finally arrived.
The people of Nanxia in the whole city loudly vented their emotions for the rest of their lives after the disaster. Everyone roared to prove to the world that they were still alive, and the whole city kept ringing with people's shouts.
Lin Yun stood in the middle of the crowd, a young man with high spirits.
The King of Zhenguo, who had lost his arm, staggered up to Lin Yun and bowed solemnly to Lin Yun: "You are the hero who saved Southern Xia. On behalf of the 200 million people of Southern Xia, I sincerely thank you!"
If it weren't for Lin Yun's appearance today, the Southern Xia Kingdom would cease to exist and be completely erased from the history of Tianwu Continent.
Therefore, the king of Zhenguo bowed willingly.
When Lord Zhen Guo looked up at Lin Yun, his eyes were filled with endless hope. It seemed that as long as there was Lin Yun, there would be infinite possibilities for the future!
As the sun sets in the west, a ray of sunset appears on the distant sky.
That ray of sunset happened to shine on Lin Yun, making his figure dazzling and full of magical colors.
The people in Southern Xia looked at Lin Yun with eyes that became more and more pious at this time, just like pilgrims seeing the gods of their faith.
"Long live Lin Yun!"
"Long live Lin Yun!"
"Long live Lin Yun..."
The whole city cheered enthusiastically, and the people who had survived the disaster all knelt down in front of Lin Yun and kowtowed to Lin Yun with tears in their eyes.
Many people's eyes became moist at this moment, and their voices became choked.
This war has dealt a huge blow to Tianhua Kingdom!
How many people died?
How many people have been displaced?
How many families have been broken up?
It's fine now, Beiyan has withdrawn its troops, and everything is over.
All of this was created by Lin Yun.
Without him, there would be no miracle today.
Without him, there would be no future for Nanxia.
From this day on, the people of Southern Xia will always remember this legendary young man who single-handedly defeated the Northern Yan army at the last moment and saved the entire Southern Xia.
He is a legendary figure.
He is an incredible young man.
He is an immortal myth.
Anything impossible will become possible with him!
He is the belief in the hearts of the people of Southern Xia, and is hailed as the God of War of Southern Xia by the people of Southern Xia!
He is electricity, he is light, he is the only myth.