As the sky dawned, the two armies faced each other, and the flags were waving. In front of the Northern Mongolian formation, nine thousand heavy cavalry, ranging from men to horses, were all dressed in black armor. Only a pair of eyes were exposed, and they were murderous and extremely threatening.
After the heavy cavalry, there is a black tide of Northern Mongolian cavalry. Once the 70,000 cavalry charge, they are enough to crush all obstacles and are difficult to stop.
Northern Mongol Royal Court is a country on horseback. The people are tough and tough. Everyone is good at riding and shooting. It is the nation that is best at fighting.
In front of the three armies, Xiao Wanhua was sitting on a horseback holding a halberd, looking at the blood-clothed figure in the distance with an unusually cold expression.
Great Xia In front of the army, Blood-clothed Marquis's eyes were cold and filled with anger. Great Xia For thousands of years, he was ashamed of Beiwu.
The two Martial Marquis, who were once ministers in the same palace, met today on the battlefield. They had nothing to say. Only blood can wash away the hatred in their hearts.
"Kill"
At an order, the two armies charged, the waves surged, and they quickly collided with each other.
The invincible heavy cavalry was still unstoppable, like a sharp blade inserted into Great Xia's camp. The next moment, Divine Wind Camp's most elite thirty thousand Imperial Guards stepped forward to stop the heavy cavalry.
The remaining 80,000 Imperial Guards bravely resisted the 70,000 Northern Mongolian cavalry. When they clashed, rivers of blood flowed.
In a fierce confrontation, with wave after wave of impact, the Northern Mongolian cavalry and Great Xia Imperial Guards were in full battle, and the battle became fierce.
Rigorous formation layout and multiple arms distribution are the best ways to contain the cavalry. Great Xia Imperial Guards Although the battle was hard, the pace of the Northern Mongolian cavalry was finally slowed down.
On the other side, Blood-clothed Marquis and Xiao Wanhua fight together. Martial Marquis fights for life and death. Once they take action, there is no room left.
The cracked earth continues to spread. There is no doubt about the power of Great Xia Martial Marquis. If the killing karma had not been too deep, he would have already entered the innate world.
Around the two of them, the true energy vibrated, forming a vacuum zone where no one could approach.
Soldiers versus soldiers, generals versus generals, their sharp edges are facing each other, compelling people's hearts and minds.
Duke Jingwu and Fan Lingyue are looking at each other from a distance, each making their own plans. This is the most critical battle and there is no room for failure.
"Bass"
A Divine Wind Camp soldier pierced the chest of a Northern Mongolian heavy knight with a spear in his hand. Blood spurted out, causing many eyes to be shocked.
Gradually, more and more heavy cavalry soldiers were pierced by spears, and the number of casualties among the Northern Mongolian heavy cavalry began to increase.
"Keng"
Not far away, a long sword stabbed the galloping heavy horse, but it was cut off abruptly and could not be injured at all.
The two completely opposite situations made Divine Wind Camp's soldiers a little confused. The three commanders began to realize that something was wrong, but it was already too late.
The next moment, in the distance, eight thousand cavalrymen wearing black black armor appeared. They avoided Divine Wind Camp's sharp edge and rushed into the Great Xia Imperial Guards formation on the other side.
The terrifying destructive power immediately threw Great Xia Imperial Guards's formation into chaos. The Northern Mongolian cavalry took the opportunity to follow up, and a torrent of 70,000 people stepped through, drowning Great Xia's camp in an instant.
The situation changed in an instant, and before the Great Xia side could react, they were already trapped in the torrent of molten iron.
Half a day later, the battle ended. All the Northern Mongolian soldiers trapped by Divine Wind Camp were killed, and the Qianqian heavy cavalry used as bait was no exception.
However, Northern Mongolia won this war.
On the plain, the chaotic infantry could never defeat the fierce cavalry. After one battle, Great Xia Imperial Guards forty thousand people were killed and their vitality was severely damaged.
The Northern Mongolian side also suffered a lot of casualties, but compared to the Great Xia side, it was a rare victory.
Eight thousand heavy cavalry, 60,000 iron cavalry, and 50,000 infantry moved south again. Compared with the nearly 120,000 army, more than half of it had been lost. However, Great Xia's defense line was also very little left.
It was difficult to defeat the heavy cavalry, so Great Xia made a desperate move and was blocked by Divine Wind Camp, but it also allowed Fan Lingyue to seize the exit to break through.
Of the nine thousand heavy cavalry trapped by Divine Wind Camp, only one thousand were real, and they were used as bait to confuse Divine Wind Camp.
Northern Mongolia is rich in horse resources. There are two horses per person. There is no confusion between wartime and ordinary use. However, this time, the eight thousand infantrymen who rushed out with the thousand heavy cavalry as decoys all rode secondary horses.
The people of Northern Mongolia are good at riding and shooting, and even the infantry have strong ability to fight on horseback. However, facing Great Xia Divine Wind Camp, these soldiers will all die without a doubt.
Under the night, after Ning Chen arrived, looking at the devastation everywhere, his heart hurt.
"What, do you still think that Great Xia will not die?" Xiao Wanhua appeared, looking at the figure under the moon, and said calmly.
"Why, what did Fan Lingyue promise you?" Ning Chen raised his head and asked in confusion. He had never been able to figure out the reason for Northern Martial Marquis's betrayal, and there was no reasonable reason.
"There is no reason. From beginning to end, my heart has never left Beimeng." Xiao Wanhua said coldly.
"You are not a Great Xia person," Ning Chen said with a cold look in his eyes.
"Is it an accident? You should have thought of it a long time ago, right?" Xiao Wanhua replied with a cold smile.
"Are you waiting for me here just to say this?" Ning Chen suppressed the murderous intention in his heart and said slowly.
"Of course not, Military Advisor, let me tell you, you are no longer a threat, a useless person who cannot see the light, but has completely destroyed his cultivation. How can you fight against her? For the rest of the days, you will watch Great Xia go to destruction, but there is nothing you can do about it."
After saying that, Xiao Wanhua turned and left, and disappeared after a few steps.
Ning Chen, with his fists clenched and pale, rode eastward in a ghost sedan.
He knew that Fan Lingyue was irritating him, but these words were also true. Now, he really couldn't help Great Xia reverse his disadvantage.
For the last chance, he wanted to go to the end of Farthest East.
Legend has it that the end of Farthest East is also the end of heaven and earth. This time, he needs to take a gamble.
He rarely did anything in his life that he was not sure about, but this time, he had no choice.
Farthest East, at the easternmost edge of the Divine Continent, more than ten thousand miles away from Great Xia, the ghost sedan was galloping without any hesitation.
After half the night, the ghost sedan was still walking eastward without any intention of returning.
Divine Continent The closer to the east, the more desolate it became, and the number of people became less and less. After nearly an hour, there was no one left within a thousand miles.
Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy is getting thinner and thinner, and the land is also very barren. The legendary Farthest East is more like a dead land.
Ning Chen did not dare to delay, and did not even carefully search for traces of weak water. He continued walking eastward, heading towards the end of the world.
Dawn gradually appeared in the eastern sky, and at the last moment, the ghost sedan finally rushed into the Chaos Mist Sea.
At the end of the world, the sky fire did not fall as expected. Ning Chen stepped out of the ghost sedan and looked at the strange scene around him, his eyes flashing with wonder.
The boundless Chaos Mist Sea is constantly churning, rising at the beginning of the day and falling at sunset, unchanged for thousands of years.
Now, at the time of high tide, the sea of fog is almost close to the height of the continent, which is extremely strange.
Ning Chen took back the ghost sedan and walked on the sea of fog, feeling unspeakable shock in his heart.
There is an end to heaven and earth, what an incredible fact.
After coming to this world, he has seen many incredible things, but he is still shocked when he sees this vast Chaos Mist Sea.
Suddenly, Ning Chen looked startled, but saw a figure in white sitting in the distance at the end of the world, motionless, as if waiting for something.
He was in his thirties, with an ordinary face, nothing special about him, and he couldn't even feel a trace of the aura that a warrior should have. However, Ning Chen still felt unprecedented pressure.
For a whole day, Ning Chen didn't dare to get close. He didn't know who this person was, but he was sure that even a hundred of him combined wouldn't be able to defeat this person.
The figure in white ignored Ning Chen and still sat there quietly, waiting for something.
After sunset, the sea of fog began to sink. Ning Chen pulled out Ink Sword, inserted it on the cliff, and continued to wait for the night to come.
At this moment, the figure in white glanced at Ink Sword, then at Ning Chen, with a flash of disappointment in his eyes.
"A good sword wasted in vain."
Mu Bai whispered softly, the words were very soft, but Ning Chen, who was thousands of feet away, heard clearly.
Ning Chen was in a bad mood and wanted to reply that it was none of your business, but he didn't dare to say it.
Not long after, it finally got dark. Ning Chen helped Ink Sword, climbed up the cliff little by little, and returned to the land.
The Chaos Mist Sea below had already landed somewhere unknown. The ground was so gray that nothing could be seen clearly.
Ning Chen left in a ghost sedan and began to look for traces of weak water in this vast Farthest East.
The first night passed peacefully, Ning Chen found nothing. When the eastern sky lit up, I returned to the rising sea of fog.
During the day, Ning Chen had nothing to do, so he had to stand on the sea of fog, practice his sword, and wait for the sunset.
As everyone knows, Mu Bai in the distance frowned when he saw this clumsy sword.
"Don't insult the sword in your hand again, otherwise, I'm afraid I won't be able to help but kill you," Mu Bai said coldly.
Ning Chen was startled, and the anger that had been suppressed for a long time finally burst out, "I'm practicing mine, it's none of your business."
As a person of later generations, Ning Chen has suppressed his own nature every day these days and tried his best to help Great Xia survive this disaster.
However, the longer the suppression lasts, the stronger the backlash will be. It is a cruel thing for a young man under the age of twenty to remain absolutely calm at all times.
Ning Chen After scolding, he felt relieved, but also slightly regretful. He seemed to be too impulsive.
Sure enough, Mu Bai in the distance frowned slightly, a light flashed in his eyes, the sea of fog rolled, and a Sword Qi appeared out of thin air, instantly arriving in front of Ning Chen.
At this moment, Ning Chen felt a strong sense of crisis in his heart, and his body flashed subconsciously. Sword Qi rubbed his right chest, leaving a terrible blood mark.
"The sword cultivation is a mess, but the reaction is not bad." Mu Bai commented objectively without drawing the sword again.
Ning Chen did not dare to provoke any more, and politely bowed his hand to Mu Bai and said, "Thank you, senior, for showing mercy."
He was not a fool, and he could naturally see that the sword strike just now did not have much killing intent. Otherwise, he would not be able to stand here peacefully.
"How about Mu Chengxue, have you ever recalled the past?" Mu Bai said calmly.
Upon hearing the question, Ning Chen was stunned, and then his expression suddenly changed. >