Valkyrie

Chapter 401
The vast yellow sand stretches for thousands of miles, and the autumn wind blows violently, blowing up storms one after another.

In the midst of the flying yellow sand, millions of cavalry stood quietly, as firm as a mountain. Looking from a distance, the black and dense stretch of hundreds of miles was full of arrogance soaring to the sky.

And invincible fighting spirit!

In front of the million cavalry is the Tiandi Xuanhuang four-character battalion.

Chen Wuji, the leader of the Tianzi Battalion.

Zhao Huangtu, the leader of Dizi Battalion.

Shen Qingshan, the leader of Xuanzi Battalion.

The leader of Huang Ziying sealed Wanli.

The four of them were all wearing armor, and their expressions were as solemn as carvings from rocks, making them fearsome.

And in front of the Tiandi Xuanhuang Four-character Battalion, there is also the legendary Yan Luo Iron Armored Jade Broken Army!
On the yellow sand, there are millions of cavalry, but there is no sound. The solemn atmosphere is heart-palpitating and extremely shocking.What kind of army has such a beauty!

Only this boiling fighting spirit, and invincible domineering.

At this moment, the million cavalry are all looking up at the front, looking at the figure on the platform.

The middle-aged man was wearing a pitch-black armor, which looked thick and boundless.With a long spear in one hand and the Xuanyuan Army flag in the other, he looked disdainfully like a lion that has been dormant for thousands of years.

His eyes swept across the millions of troops, as if he was inspecting his own people, majestic and domineering.

The latter didn't say a word, but mobilized everyone's breathing in unison and concentrated everyone's energy, which was really shocking.

Xuanyuan, the god of war, raised his troops.

Dongling tops the list of famous generals!
At the corner of the general's platform, Lu Han, who was also wearing armor, was shocked, with an irrepressible fighting spirit on his slightly dark face.

The middle-aged man in front is his father.

This is the weight of the word Xuanyuan!

Once upon a time, he was ashamed of his surname Xuanyuan.But until now, he felt a deep sense of glory.As long as Xuanyuan raises his troops to stand on the general platform at that point, it will be the soul and will of the invincible army of millions.

The invincible commander in the world!
On the general stage, Xuanyuan Tibing only raised his hand slightly, which caused the bodies of millions of cavalry to shake, and the surging fighting spirit swept across like waves, shocking the world.

"My Xuanyuan army has not fought for ten years! My sons and daughters, have your blood cooled down, and your tactics for killing the enemy have never been unfamiliar!"

Xuanyuan Tibing's voice was extremely calm, and it was like a thunderstorm in the void, shaking the bodies of countless cavalry, and the voice gathered like ocean waves, roaring through the sky:
"Willing to fight for the God of War!"

Xuanyuan Tibing's expression froze, and he rushed into the sky in an instant, his immeasurable majesty swept away, his voice vibrated like a bell, "This battle is not for my Xuanyuan Tibing, nor for my Beiyan Dynasty. It's fighting for the East Spirit Realm, fighting for the world!"

"In this battle, there will be ten deaths and no life!"

"In this battle, I, Xuanyuan, will raise troops, but I want to die!"

"In this battle, there will be no more Xuanyuan's army, no human god of war, and no myth of invincibility!"

"This... is a battle to the death!"

Up and down the sky, Xuanyuan's soldiers roared like thunder, shaking millions of cavalry, "But I just want to ask, my sons and daughters of Xuanyuan's army, would you like to rekindle the battle blood with my commander, and turn the world upside down!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

In the vast yellow sand, millions of troops roared in unison, three times of killing words, one higher than one, and one wave higher than the other, they roared to shatter the wind and clouds, and shattered the thousands of miles of wild sand.

"Show our military flag!"

In the sky, Xuanyuan Tibing issued an order.I saw a military flag with a length and width of hundreds of feet being raised, flying wantonly in the strong wind, looking extremely domineering.

At this moment, outside the battlefield, an old voice suddenly sounded, not loud but full of fighting spirit:
"Lin Beichen of the Great Xia Dynasty leads 84 soldiers, and assists Lord Xuanyuan to raise troops. I hope the God of Army will not give up!"

Above the sky, Xuanyuan Tibing suddenly raised his head, and saw countless iron cavalry appearing among the lofty mountains beyond the battlefield, like a blue dragon dancing mountains and rivers, stretching for thousands of miles.

And in front of the army, an old man with white hair was holding a gun, his face was full of radiance, and he looked at Xuanyuan Tibing in the void with fighting spirit.

"Lin Zhanshen is righteous, Xuanyuan Tibing is very grateful, and forgive me for not being able to worship because I am wearing armor!"

Xuanyuan Tibing laughed loudly, and his voice pierced through the sky.

Behind Xuanyuan's army, Qin Xuance suddenly walked out of the snow-white tent, looking at the weather-stained old man with white hair carrying a gun in the distance, he was shocked for a moment.

But after a while, countless voices sounded from outside the battlefield.

"Xiao Changhen of the Daxing Dynasty led 27 soldiers, and helped to raise the soldiers, and I hope you will take them in!"

"Lu Dangge of the Baili Dynasty is ashamed to lead [-] troops, and is willing to be driven by the army god!"

"Liu Lishang, the general who disarmed the Eastern Dynasty, led 780 soldiers in the army. He was once ranked eleventh in the list of famous generals. He died and was disabled. If the Army God needs it, this old man is willing to serve as the Army God's staff!"

"The Loutai opera singer Ye Huashang has a song "The General's Order". Today I come here with my piano, and I hope to gather the fighting spirit of the world and do it for the general!"

"Prince Meng Zhan, the subjugated prince of the Great Yuan Dynasty, summoned 17 old troops, and is willing to go to the death camp for those who attack and kill the Yin Yang Valley!"

"Da Qi Dynasty, He Cangshan's rebel Qin Wujue led 47 soldiers, willing to help Xuanyuan Army God to uphold justice in the world, even if he died, he would have no regrets!"

"Sima Changqing, the number one literary scholar of the ten dynasties, entered the Northern Yan Dynasty without permission. He was ignorant of strategy and had no strength to restrain a chicken. However, he thought he had monopolized the literary talents of Dongling Badou. He had [-] poems. He is willing to write for the army master Call for words!"

"Xu Wusheng, a retired soldier from hundreds of households in Fengxue Camp under Xuanyuan's account, begs to re-enter Fengxue Camp!"

"Wuhou Bang 36, He Tianzhang, is willing to be the halberd-bearer under Xuanyuan's tent!"

……

In the yellow sand flying all over the sky, one after another sound shook the sky, like the beating of war drums.Millions of armies flowed like rivers into the sea.

There are famous court generals who lead tens of thousands of troops.

There is a white-haired old soldier who is alone.

There are champion scholars who are thin and thin, and there are martial arts experts who are criss-crossing Dongling.

There is a subjugated prince.

Notorious villain.

There are also stage actors.

Street beggars.

At the beginning, Xuanyuan Tibing appeared in the void of the Eastern Spirit Realm, and a single piece of paper brought about such a grand and majestic scene today, attracting thousands of torrents to come for Xuanyuan Tibing.

All are fighting for the Eastern Spirit Realm.

Above the sky, even Xuanyuan Tibing, who had experienced great joy and sorrow all his life, looked at the thousands of people from the Eastern Spirit Realm gathered here, and was moved, surprised, and shocked from the beginning.Until the end, the face carved by the blade was full of emotions.

Looking at the torrential torrent below, Xuanyuan Tibing held the Baizhang military flag and danced in the sky suddenly, like a black dragon soaring nine days.

While laughing, an invincible fighting spirit swept out from Xuanyuan Tibing's body violently, and rushed straight to Xiaohan, as if he was truly invincible in the world, flying high.

I only heard Xuanyuan Tibing's laughing voice coming from the void, "Xuanyuan Tibing is here to thank you, and I hope all the lords will fight with me in the Yin-Yang Valley!"

(End of this chapter)