The war was going on very fiercely.

Hundreds of seriously injured Northern Wei border troops were sent to the camp behind the front line.

There are already thousands of wounded people in this camp, and the bloody smell and medicine are mixed together, which is very pungent.

At this moment, dozens of soldiers came from the other end of the camp, including a general wearing dark silver light armor.

The general was very thin, half a head shorter than an ordinary soldier, but the appearance of this general made the camp suddenly boil.

"General He!"

The dozens of soldiers who saw the person's face immediately fell down and bowed.

This short general is He Du. He was just an abandoned baby picked up by a cowherd in the wild, but he grew up to be a famous general of the Northern Wei Dynasty. In the border army, he was second only to Yang Dian and others in the minds of most people.

Looking at the soldiers who were kneeling down, the extremely thin general bowed and bowed.

He Du's face was so solemn that most people did not remember what he looked like when they looked at his face, but this solemnity was deeply imprinted in their minds.

He Du didn't reply.

A light sound.

Everyone who looked at him felt a little dazzling.

A sword appeared in his hand.

This sword is also very small.

Compared with the swords used by ordinary soldiers, his sword was like a sword used by a child, slender and thin.

However, when the sword appeared in his hands, an extremely iron-blooded and tragic aura spread out.

This sword is bloody, and there are many very deep dark red on the body of the sword, just like this sword absorbing a lot of blood from enemies, and some blood even settled and condensed.

His sword stabbed out and pierced the heart of a seriously injured sergeant in front of him.

The seriously injured sergeant was hit by several arrows, his lungs were pierced, unable to breathe, and was twitching in pain.

Warm blood gushed out along his sword body and poured into his hands.

The entire camp was instantly quiet.

Everyone in the camp looked at him blankly.

He Du slowly pulled out the sword in his hand.

He was not happy or sad, "This war will not last long. The enemy troops in Guanlong took the initiative to attack, and they even brought limited rations. So in the next few days, there will be too many serious injuries and dying soldiers. You should also be very clear that in a short period of time, we will not be able to provide enough supplies, especially a large amount of spiritual medicine. So these hands and feet cannot be saved... So in the wounded camp, if they cannot be treated with current means, give them a pleasure."

There was still no sound in the camp.

"I'm sorry for you, but next, I should also go with you brothers who leave soon." He raised his head, the warm blood had cooled on his hands and sword.

There was still no sadness on his face, but the solemnity that could never be forgotten at a glance.

His hand was raised up, and the blood-stained sword tip fell on his face.

The sharp sword tip cut his own face.

The blood flowed out of his face, blending with the blood on the sword.

They are brothers and feet, brothers and feet with blood.

This is revenge.

It is not only avenge for the brothers who died in the conspiracy of these people, but also for the people who died in this war.

Crying sounded in the camp.

Amid the crying, a more tragic voice sounded.

Scream... Scream... Scream...

The sound of sharp blades constantly piercing into flesh and blood and the gushing of blood kept ringing.

Before all the soldiers in this camp who were originally responsible for the treatment took action, many seriously injured people who had been struggling in pain had found a powerful weapon around them and stabbed them to their deadly enough.

He Du bowed to everyone in the camp again, and then he stepped on a pool of blood, with blood flowing from his face that had not yet condensed, and continued to walk towards the front line ahead.

Judging from the development and progress of the war itself, this war will never have the involvement and stalemate stage of previous large-scale wars starting from the Guanlong He family's proactive attack.

But extremely high-level generals like him and Zhongshan Wang Yuanying knew very well that the other party was definitely not going to die.

Although this war started with the Northern Wei Dynasty, the actions of the Northern Wei emperor should have those in the Southern Dynasty.

But the key is that the Guanlong He family did a very terrible job in response. If such a large-scale war was shortened to within ten days, the Southern Dynasties would not even have time to arrive, and the war might have ended.

The Northern Dynasty never opened its doors to the southern cave like this, and the Northern Wei never mobilized all the top powerhouses in the northern border army.

At this time, among the hundreds of thousands of troops, there were many powerful people like He Du moving forward and waiting silently.

They are waiting for a start, a moment when strong men like them need to die like ordinary soldiers.

But no one knows when such a moment will come.

...

A strange sound finally appeared on the battlefield.

In the middle hinterland of the frontier battlefield, with the continuous charge of the Jin Hao army, the most elite Jin Hao army of Luoyang's Royal Guard, a large hole was torn into the Guanlong He family. Although the Jin Hao army paid an extremely tragic price, there were almost only one or two survivors, followed closely behind, a light armored cavalry among the White Bone Army and a heavy armored cavalry from the Northern Wei border army covered a light cavalry and arrow army.

Dense arrows continued to splash into the positions ahead. Although the White Bone Army suffered heavy casualties in the previous wars with the Southern Dynasties, the surviving armies had a more cruel momentum.

Although the generals of the Guanlong He family kept mobilizing the flank troops to squeeze towards the central army, the torn opening did not shrink.

Seeing that the central army of the Guanlong He family was about to be cut open completely, and might even be penetrated into the Zhongjun camp in the rear, a fresh and powerful aura suddenly appeared in the already chaotic energy of the heaven and earth in this area.

After rushing to the flank of the White Bone Army's Light Armored Cavalry, a Guanlong He family's arrow army that was defeated by arrows, several chariots slowly moved forward calmly.

This fresh and powerful aura that seemed to be far above the previous moves or the dead military practitioners came from one of the chariots.

There were two people on that chariot.

One of the people who commanded the chariot was a man wearing light armor.

The man was a little tall, but he couldn't see his face at all because the light armor on his body even covered his face.

His light armor is very unique, a very bright red copper color, with a very smooth surface, emitting a mirror-like light. It is clearly a light armor composed of light scale-like armor, but in every move, this light armor is just like many true energy heavy armors, giving people a very heavy feeling.

The one who pulled his chariot was not an ordinary war horse, but two brown giant bears.

The two giant bears were covered with leather armor, and their movement speed could not be said to be fast or slow, but under his control, they seemed extremely obedient like the tamed dog.

Behind him was a practitioner who exuded that fresh and powerful aura.

It was an old man wearing colorful animal skins.

His hair hasn't been washed for many years, and it's twisted into bunches of charred straw.

His face was purple-black and there were many mottled tattoos.

In terms of appearance, this old man is a veterinarian or shaman from the wandering tribes in the Northern Wei border areas.

As the breath of his body bloomed, there was not much change in the sky, but the White Bone Army Light Armor Army, which was closest to these chariots, was constantly fighting and hitting, and extremely strange sounds were heard on the ground, as if there were many poisonous snakes wandering.

Before they could see the changes on the ground, many blood in the pool of blood had begun to flow.

A lot of blood on the ground moved towards the chariot like a real living creature.

In the perception of some nearby practitioners, these blood swam towards the chariot, but in the next moment, they all found that their perceptions had an illusion that these blood were not gathering towards the chariot, but were pulled in an instant, as if they had become a carrier carrying the true energy of the person on the chariot.

And in the next moment, all these practitioners found that even their perceptions that seemed to have been corrected themselves were still wrong.

After carrying the true essence of the practitioner, the blood seemed to turn into runes carved on the ground, and these runes had been quickly woven into a magic circle with a wide coverage.

Such perceptual changes only occur in just one breath.

When they knew it clearly, the magic circle had been formed. The Northern Wei cavalry that broke into the central army of Guanlong was as the center. The ground within a radius of more than ten miles suddenly became hard.

Hard means that cavalry is easier to run.

Dada dada... The sound of horse hooves seemed even crisper in this moment.

However, almost at the same time, the originally extremely soft blood sprouted like weeds that had just sprouted on the ground, spat out buds, producing strange protrusions.

These protrusions are like flower buds, blooming rapidly and blooming.

A series of tiny but terrifying destructive explosions swept across the ground where these cavalry were located.

Fresh blood mist quickly spread out between the iron hooves of the war horse, and then these hooves could not withstand such power and exploded.

Countless terrifying collisions sounded.

All these light armored cavalry, heavy armored cavalry and the arrows wrapped in them all fell to the ground, like countless heavy stones colliding with each other.

The tragic neighing of countless horses and the sound of blood and blood breaking together, and this area instantly turned into a tragic slaughterhouse.

In the rear, all the practitioners in the Northern Wei army looked up at the direction of the formation of the magic circle, and a sound rang in their hearts.

That was the sign of the beginning, the trumpet that made them die.

....

The Light Armor Army, the Heavy Armor Army and the Light Armor Army collided into a disordered group. I don’t know how many people died on the spot, and how many people were seriously injured and dying. Even the Guanlong He family’s own army was so shocked that they dared not approach the area covered by this terrifying magic circle. However, at this moment, an army that was originally silent among the Northern Wei army began to accelerate suddenly.

This is a cavalry, which seems to be no different from an ordinary cavalry.

However, all the faces of this cavalry were painted white. The Northern Wei army, who were familiar with them, knew that this was the most elite group of people in the White Bone Army.

In previous wars, this group of people was the most slaughtering butchers who were even considered inhumane by friendly forces.

The cavalry seemed to ignore the strangulation like the vast ocean on both sides, and also ignored the magic circle in front of him. They continued to rush towards the depths of the central army of Guanlong He clan along the broken opening.

Dozens of violent sounds of breaking through the air suddenly burst out around them.

Dozens of cultivators flew out from behind them, leading out afterimages, and instantly surpassed them at a speed faster than any war horse, rushing towards the magic circle and the chariots.
Chapter completed!