~： 114th Don't take me as a hero? (Two more)

Nearly ten thousand guards and guards at the yamen are all the tribute of Shangguan. After being promoted to the rank of general, the battlefield of Shangguan's allure can cover the battle array of 8,000 people, plus the auxiliary force, which is now nearly 10,000 people.

Except for the thousands who are guarding the Yamen, the battalion wall, and the Hedong Army fighting fiercely, there are only three thousand soldiers and horses left by Shangguan Qingcheng to prepare people, which is her last strength. Now these 3,000 people who are waiting in a tight line can be used by Li Xian without spending time gathering.

After Shangguan poured into the battlefield, he held up his sword, looked firm, and whispered, "Battle!"

"Drink!" The three thousand soldiers shouted in unison, shaking the clouds, and looking at their momentum, they did not see any signs of depression, but most of them had the courage to give up their lives and fight for death.

This part of the soldiers, it is the three thousand Langya who were the earliest commanders of Shangguan Qingcheng are old. All of them are elites, and they have experienced many **** battles. Cohesion and loyalty are not comparable to ordinary soldiers. They are absolute weapons in the hands of Shangguan. When necessary, he can even die for the coach.

Accompanied by the crisp and clear sound of the whimper, the battle formation composed of three thousand soldiers was formally integrated into a whole, symbolizing the glory of the battle formation power, such as the burning flame, surrounding all the soldiers.

At this point, Li Ke, using a battle array outside the yamen, has launched an attack on the yamen!

Li Ke's use of the Guanghua of the battle array is obviously more solid and brighter than the Shanghua's Guangcheng battle array. This is the gap between the two and the difference in strength.

The two had fought a few times before, all of them were crushed by Shangguan. Not to mention winning, if you can't hold on for a long time, you must quickly withdraw from the battle, otherwise you may be defeated.

However, this is the case. At this moment, Shangguan is leading the battle again, and the generals have no fear at all. Instead, they have a kind of madness to fight against the water. In the eyes of most soldiers, it was scarlet warfare, and that was the determination to fight desperately with each other.

Seeing this group of soldiers, Li Xian's eyes flickered, and the bottom of his eyes passed a touch of memory. There is still deep affection in the memory, just like seeing the same robes after experiencing ups and downs and sufferings.

The two sides went side by side again and embarked on the battlefield.

The earliest three thousand fangs are centered on the 800 kings guards of Anwang Mansion.

The 800 guards of King An's Mansion are the old kings of the north and south of the old King An.

Yes, in the past, they had killed the enemy side by side.

Twenty years ago, the Gubeikou battled 800 **** wars against 100,000 prairie barbarians for three days and nights. That was the beginning of Lao'an Wang Rongma's career.

After that, King Lao An led his soldiers to battle with the Khitans, Tatars, and Dadans in the northern Great Wall for years, and the Tibetans and Huis in the northwest Lingwu County for years. Throughout the years, there have been years of **** battles in many turbulent fan towns in the middle of the country.

In the past 20 years, countless people have died in battle on the battlefield, and Ma Ge has wrapped his body and buried in a foreign land. He cannot return home for life. Inside, there is the father of Shangguan Qingcheng.

Then, that year, even the King of the Battle of Palgongshan fell on the battlefield.

Twenty years later, there were only the eight hundred veterans who were still guarding the Anwang Mansion.

These 800 people have changed their names from beginning to end. Fathers and sons replaced, brothers died and brothers replaced, new generations replaced old ones, and new generations replaced old ones.

To this day, how many original eight hundred veterans are left?

At this moment, Lao An's eyes were blurred.

The blur was only instantaneous, and his eyes quickly returned to clear and full of sharp domineering.

Only a few years have passed since the Battle of Palgongshan. In this world, this battlefield, these thousands of soldiers, do you still remember that Li Xian, the unbeaten generation of virtuous kings?

Li Xian looked around the generals before the battle. His eyes were like bees stings, sticking in everyone's heart, people could not help but feel refreshed.

The flames were not extinguished, the enemy was not extinguished, and the old soldiers continued.

In the past, there were eight hundred veterans and now three thousand sharp men.

Li Xian stretched out his hand, "Spear comes!"

Not far away, there was almost no thinking. It was completely instinctual, and Zhao Polu threw his spear vigorously.

The spear reached into his hand.

Li Yan turned and faced the yamen, and his spear burst suddenly. At this moment, he repaired for a burst of hair, and his aura exploded, propelling his hair back and forth, his silver hair almost parallel to the ground.

His eyes were like electricity, and he yelled, "Battle!"

Behind him, Shangguan, who retired to the position of deputy general, screamed, "Battle!"

"Battle array!" Three thousand soldiers yelled like tigers and wolves!

At that moment, three thousand soldiers were watching Li Xian's back. They had a very clear feeling: standing in front of them was not a Confucian scholar, not a general, or even a monk, but a **** of war!

His back is so powerful, it contains shocking power, people trust him unconsciously, willing to follow him, and urgently fight with him to kill the enemy, make achievements and serve the country!

The buzzing sounds in the battle array continued, and the auras of the monks were stimulated again, spreading out in circles, connecting with each other and cooperating with each other, so that the momentum of the battle array continued to rise.

Because he was injured with a single stroke and forced back the invincible Li Keyong, Li Xian had a high status in the generals of Pinglu, and at this moment the temper of war erupted on him was more than that. Their lord, Shangguan, was even more majestic, which they had never felt before.

If you feel it now, you will arouse surging fighting spirit and strength.

That is the power of killing.

Among the three thousand sharp men, hundreds of veterans from the An Wang Palace looked at Li Xian's back. I do n’t know when, many of them had red pupils and hot bodies.

They felt the familiar atmosphere. That is the breath of the back that has been followed in countless battles during the **** fight and the battle between life and death.

Even with decades of white hair, these veterans will not forget that the invincible back that once led them today is the same as the soldiers who are familiar with the bone marrow.

Not to mention now.

At this moment, the veterans seemed to be back in the past, because they clearly felt the existence of that person.

Yes, they feel it.

Their eyes were flushed, their throats were as hard as a rock, and some could not help tears in their eyes. At this moment, these iron-bone men are eager to cry.

No one does not miss the glory of Zeng Jin, no one does not miss the deep affection of the past, no one does not want to reproduce their glory.

Affected by this, the veterans were agitated and vigorous, and the cultivation forces injected into the battlefield continued to rise, echoing each other more powerfully, driving the entire battlefield to become stronger.

Li Xian raised his spear, and leaped forward, sounding like Hong Zhong, blasting in the ears of each soldier: "The soldiers listened to the orders and broke the enemy with me!"

The three thousand soldiers all sensed the war will of the general. Even those who could not see Li Xian's back, clearly felt his calling.

There was a loud bang, and the whole battlefield broke out like never before. Three thousand people shouted in unison, shaking the ground, "Breaking the enemy!"

He ran forward and rushed towards the enemy.

Li Keyong had already rushed into the yamen, and then he and the soldiers behind him suddenly felt a tremor in the sky, as if there were thousands of mountains, suddenly collapsed in front of his eyes. An indescribable sense of oppression and burning rushed forward like a sea of ​​swords and mountains.

There are no swords, mountains, and seas, but only three thousand soldiers. Under the leadership of the chief general, they formed a whole and rushed over.

Looking through the crowd, seeing the opponent's formation, feeling the momentum of the opponent, Li Ke shrank with his pupils, his heart seemed to be pierced with a needle, and he almost exclaimed, "How is this possible ?!"

Yes, how is this possible.

As a military general in the later period, Li Keyong was only one step away from the realm of generals. He could certainly cross over time, so he felt deeply about the power of the military family.

Rushing to the front of the soldiers' battlefield, his power is like a flood. Compared with his battlefield power, he is more than superior, it is an overwhelming advantage!

His battle line cannot be matched by the opponent.

"This is impossible!"

In the whole world, there are very few generals and only one or two generals. Now that Li Cunxiao is living in Taiyuan City, how can there be anyone on the battlefield who can overpower him in the battle force?

Li Ke stared at the middle-aged man who marched with a spear with binocular scarlet blood.

He didn't know each other, it was a completely strange face. Even the other person's character was very strange. Where did such a completely stranger come from? How could it be possible to have more soldiers than him?

Li Ke yelled suddenly, stern and indignant, painful and crazy. He killed Ping Lu Army in front of him with a few stabs, and growled and shouted, "Just follow the orders and meet the enemy!"

Yes, he wants to meet the enemy.

Even if the opponent's battle line seems to clearly outperform him too much, he will have to meet the enemy.

He didn't believe it, he didn't believe the power of the opponent's battle, he was so powerful! He was more willing to believe that the silver-haired man who appeared suddenly was a great monk in the world, possessing magical secrets that he did not know, and simulated the power of the battlefield to intimidate him and wanted him to retreat!

It must be so.

Of course it is!

He must win today and defeat Ping Lu Jun. He has no choice, he cannot be defeated!

Li Ye was not in the army, this was his only chance.

He wants to seize this opportunity.

No one knows when Li Min will return. Once Li Min returns, he is no longer able to drive Ping Lu Jun out of Hedong. So these days, he has been hurrying every moment.

He just wants to win the war.

He was used by Li Ke, and when he was out of the army, he was a proud man in his childhood. He went to the battlefield in his teens. He was strong, and he was killed in the blood, without any moisture. His talents and achievements have led the young generation.

He has great ambitions. People like him are born for troubled times. In this troubled time, they are destined to accomplish great things. He has a background, talent, is valued by the release door, was trained in the army, has Sha Tuo soldiers to die, he has great luck, has great skills, he can't do anything, what's the natural reason?

However, since encountering Li Yan, Li Keyong has fallen from the sky. He kept losing in Li Yan's hands, constantly being teased by the other party, and constantly humiliated. No matter how hard he tried to fight back, he would eventually lose.

Can't afford to hide, this time he was sitting in Hedong so hard that he didn't go to provoke anyone, and the clinker Li Xun found a reason for it, even leading the door! The other side siege all the way to the city, the soldiers approached Taiyuan City, let him be destroyed.

He ca n’t beat Li Ye, but now Li Ye is n’t in the army anymore, what other reason can he lose?

The world is huge, the heroes are numerous, the heroes are everywhere, but how many people have the ability to defeat him?

Those who have risen before and after the Huang Chao Rebellion, Li Maozhen, Wang Jian, Wang Chongrong, Yang Fuguang, Qin Zongquan, etc., and even Zhu Wen, who is not alive, can anyone defeat him?

No! not a single one!

King An Li of An An has been born. All over the world, the only thing that allowed him to use Li Ke's food is this one!

What's going on now?

A monk who did not know where he came from, wanted to lead a group of disabled soldiers and defeat him in the battle line.

This is a big joke!

Really don't use him as a hero hero?

"No matter who you are, where you come from, give me death!" Li Ke Yong, full of dissatisfaction, led the battle line to the front of three thousand fangs, raised his sword and cut off to Li Xian .