The strong wind was wrapped in heavy snow, howling between the sky and the earth.
I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but the temperature around me seems to be dropping every minute.
The continuously falling temperature made the soldiers on both sides miserable. The severe cold made them feel as if they were bound by invisible shackles, and their movement speed was greatly reduced.
But this did not stop the war from continuing.
As the Qin army raised the dragon flag, Yelu Shenxuan of the Liao army personally led the troops to the end, and the entire war was pushed to its hottest climax.
At this moment, no one is shrinking, and no one is timid.
Everyone knows that the only way to end this war is for one side to fight to the last man and fall completely.
run?
It's impossible to run.
With the current outdoor temperature, both sides have run out of ammunition and food. No one can escape from this northwest land without food or cold-proof equipment.
The only way to survive is to kill every enemy in front of you, until in the end, you are also killed.
Yelu Shenxuan's personal guard camp was like a sharp arrow, the arrow pierced deeply into the middle of the battlefield, and the Qin army's defense line was immediately torn open with a big hole.
This army did not stop. They moved forward bravely and rushed to the front of Da Qin's Dragon Banner in the blink of an eye.
After setting off with the guard camp, Yelu Shenxuan indeed met Li Chen under the dragon flag.
King against king, against general.
The king of the Qin family and the king of the Liao army finally faced each other head-on on the battlefield.
This time, there is no nonsense and no unnecessary actions.
Li Chen drew out his sword, and the sharp sword edge brought out the spirit of Jin Geng in the dim sky and earth.
Opening his mouth, like spring thunder bursting from his tongue, Li Chen only shouted one word.
"kill!!!"
"kill!!!!"
Those who echoed Li Chen were the elite Qin troops around him.
Yelu Shenxuan laughed wildly, feeling hearty, as if the fighting spirit and anger that had been suppressed for a long time finally found an opportunity to vent completely today.
"Erlangs, the opportunity to make contributions has arrived!!!"
"Immortal God, kill!!!"
"kill!!!!"
The Liao army roared.
Soldiers from both sides rushed toward each other.
Although the continuous battles have left each other almost exhausted, no one is backing down now, and no one is crying tired.
They squeezed out the last bit of strength, their eyes bloomed with bright light, and their faces were filled with enthusiasm for their respective monarchs and belief in war.
Like two huge waves moving towards each other, they collided violently in the middle of the battlefield, causing waves to rise.
The evil spirit and murderous atmosphere permeated the entire battlefield, and human life became the most worthless thing here.
The clash of weapons against weapons, the din of roars and roars.
No matter who it is, they will be shocked for the rest of their lives when they see the scene in front of them.
The greatest romance for a man is to laugh and talk on the battlefield and drink the blood of the Huns.
Here, no conspiracy and calculation are of any use, only the purest and most primitive fighting is left.
Either you die or I die.
There is no third option.
Roaring straight into the sky.
It was as if even the dark clouds in the sky were shaken away.
The extremely strong murderous spirit is enough to make even the most elegant literati in the world become manic.
Li Chen stood behind the military formation, the sword in his hand reflecting the glowing light.
He knew that he had tried his best, but he had not lost his mind enough to go into battle and kill the enemy himself.
Appearing here is his most valuable cash withdrawal.
Rushing forward will only drag down the surrounding soldiers, causing them to sacrifice themselves in vain to protect themselves.
Chapter completed!