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Chapter 574 : Meet in a narrow road!

When the generals of Xilan heard this, they were immediately in a dilemma.

Their bodies and minds instinctively wanted to retreat, but their remaining rationality told them that they could not retreat.

However, no matter how much Empress Dowager Xiao struggled, it was difficult to save her. Although the Shenyu Army only had less than 300,000 soldiers, it was so powerful at this time that it was like a violent wave sweeping over them, leaving the two dynasties' allied forces unable to fight back.

It’s basically a harvesting state of pressing down.xdw8

The chances of a comeback are slim!

"Empress Dowager, the enemy's attack is too fierce, we should retreat to the city." A general fell to his knees in front of Empress Dowager Xiao, covered in blood and bruises, and said earnestly, "As the saying goes, if you keep the green hills, you won't have to worry about not having firewood.

We must avoid the edge for the time being, if we continue, I’m afraid the whole army will be annihilated!”

They have tried to fight back with all their strength, but it turns out to be useless, so they should retreat bravely!

The soldiers looked at each other, and their hearts began to waver. Looking at the chaotic coalition forces of the two dynasties, they felt a little desperate.

"You bastard!" Empress Dowager Xiao waved her sleeves fiercely, "You actually said such bastard words, which only boost others' ambition and destroy your own prestige!"

"Queen Mother, I don't dare." The lieutenant general was also a straightforward person. He had already noticed that Queen Dowager Xiao was unhappy, so he still insisted on urging her, "Queen Mother, think twice. At this time, we will withdraw our troops and return to the city. We still have time to think of countermeasures. If we continue

If the battle continues, I'm afraid I won't be able to withstand a few more hours..."

"Shut up! What do you know?" Queen Mother Xiao stopped.

She glanced over with cold eyes and said resolutely, "The Ai family has already said that they are not allowed to withdraw. Are you going to disobey the military order or rebel?"

At this moment, Empress Dowager Xiao was obviously really a little bit over the top.

There was a hint of anxiety on her expression, but deep in her sharp eyes, there was a slight flicker of light. After speaking, she raised her eyes and looked into the distance, as if she was waiting for something.

"I dare not..."

The soldiers will bow their heads in response.

Military orders are like mountains and you have to obey them.

Empress Dowager Xiao stood high on the car, looking deeply into the distance with her charming eyes, "Xiling Mo Qian, if you slip up and lie again this time, the Ai family will definitely cut you into pieces!"

"Kang bang bang bang"

"ah……"

Swords collided, sharp blades penetrated flesh, blood spattered, roars, screams... it was a chaotic mess. The battlefield was filled with smoke. Looking over, there was a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, with flames and smoke billowing.

In the dark night, it’s like a picture of purgatory!

The ghost-faced general brandished his long sword with a deadly blade, splitting open the surrounding soldiers and killing them with red eyes.

The scarlet-haired eyes were staring at one spot through the thousands of troops, as if they had lost their minds, and without caring about anything at the moment, they rushed straight towards her.

Ling Xiyue quickly rushed to Bei Chenyan's side, shouting to kill Zhentian. After the two quickly exchanged glances, their eyes turned towards the depths of Xilan's army.

They looked back at each other and nodded silently.

It was obvious that the two of them wanted to go somewhere.

To capture the thief, capture the king first. Since killing this coach is of no use, then find another one!

Bei Chenyan dropped his arm, and Ling Xiyue stretched out her hand, grasped the man's big palm, and with the force of Bei Chenyan's pull, she flew behind him and sat firmly on his horse.

The cooperation between the two requires no words at all, and they have a perfect tacit understanding.

However, just as Bei Chenyan jumped off the ground and stepped out, a maroon war horse appeared in front of them and stopped in front of them, forcing the two of them to stop.

"Beichenyan, Ling Xiyue, I, the general, have been waiting for this day for too long. Let's end it today!" Ghost Face waved his blood-stained hand, pointing his long sword directly at the two of them.

The face under the mask was almost twisted with anger.

Ling Xiyue glanced up and down, turning her face away from the ghost in front of her who seemed to be extremely excited.

What kind of song is this being sung, and what kind of deep hatred is there, making it seem like he killed his whole family.

"Who is here? Tell me your name. My sword will never kill an unknown person." Bei Chenyan looked over with a cold look, staring at the obstacle that suddenly jumped out in front of him, feeling somewhat familiar.

Veins suddenly popped out in the hand holding the sword of the ghost face, and he roared, "You actually asked me who the general is, hahahaha..."

In the Shura field where blood was flying and the flames of war were scorching, this maniacal laughter sounded, as if a ghost was crawling out of hell. There was no sense of dissonance with this sound.

"You have forgotten, but I will never forget. Even in my dreams, I think that I am all thanks to you!" Ghost Face pointed his sword directly at Bei Chenyan, and then pointed at Ling Xiyue behind him.

"And you!"

Ling Xiyue's brows twitched and she couldn't help but feel funny.

Brother, can you please stop saying such mindless words and not being responsible?

You rush out out of nowhere, say incomprehensible words, and smile like a fool. This ghost knows who you are!

But this tone and this feeling really reminded her of someone.

The ghost face's teeth were almost bleeding from biting it, but when he looked at Ling Xiyue, besides being resentful, there was also an indescribable color in the depths of his eyes, which was entangled and painful, making it difficult for people to understand.

He's had enough, he's in too much pain and doesn't want to wait any longer!

"Beichenyan, suffer death!" The ghost-faced man pointed his sword at the sky and galloped towards Beichenyan.

Bei Chenyan looked back and Ling Xiyue looked at each other. At this time, the ghost face had rushed towards the door. Bei Chenyan's eyes suddenly turned cold. Without looking back, he danced with arms. He only heard a "clang", and the moment passed by

, the long sword in Ghost Face's hand has been broken into two pieces!

Vulnerable!

These two people are not at the same level at all.

"Ang" The horse under Ghost Face was frightened, trembling and neighing upwards. He was immediately lifted to the ground, and ran wildly into the chaos. The fallen Ghost Face rolled several times on the ground and stabilized.

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"call"

The sound of the sword swinging by the wind.

As soon as Ghost Face raised his head, a sharp sword tip was pressed against his neck.

Bei Chenyan was sitting astride the war horse, holding a sword in his hand, as if he hadn't moved at all, looking at him coldly and condescendingly.

The ghost-faced general's eyes were as red as a ghost, and his hands were bruised and dripping with blood. He grabbed the sharp blade and gritted his teeth, "Beichen Yan, kill him if you want. Don't even think about humiliating him again!"

He knew that Bei Chenyan's skills had improved, but he never expected that he would reach such a state. He had worked hard for so long, but in the end he couldn't block the opponent's move. How ridiculous!

By this time, in addition to being filled with resentment, Gui Mian felt more hopeless.

How can he take revenge, and when will he wait?

Ling Xiyue raised her eyebrows and said, "She has some integrity."

Seeing the ghost face bravely facing his death, Bei Chenyan's cold Shura face remained unchanged. He drew his sword and swung it upward toward his neck with his backhand, saying in a cold voice, "As you wish."

Blood flew out, and with a "bump" sound, the ghost face fell to the ground.


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