Hail the King

A loud squad sounded from the chaotic coalition barracks.

The coalition barracks, which are being attacked by Zenit Iron, seized the opportunity to breathe. This key point began to counterattack.

The scene in the sky and the crazy laughter of Gomi made the coalition's morale soar, and the trade-offs and the loss of Sun Fei, the peerless powerhouse. The Zenit empire's cavalry was fierce but lacked masters. Protection, and the number is also at a disadvantage, so that their raids have finally suffered resistance, began to become difficult, and the casualties are gradually increasing.

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The main entrance of St. Petersburg, under the enemy building.

"His Highness, the big things are not good, the shampoo king actually died in battle, lost his protection, this group of **** miscellaneous coalition forces, will soon organize an effective counterattack, we have a small number, let the cavalry regiment withdraw! ”

"Yeah, Your Highness, decisively, we have achieved a good record today, and then let the cavalry rush to kill, I am afraid that it will be destroyed by the whole army!"

"The enemy is so low, our cavalry is almost rushing..."

The generals of [Iron Camp] are angry and sad, but they are helpless, and their hearts are bleeding. Although the power of this department has always been in a hostile state with the king of Shampoo, this moment is rare and enemies, and there is no gloating. Color, but kept enough ideals, is trying to persuade the military **** Arshavin, ordered the withdrawal of cavalry.

At this time, Arshavin also showed a rare struggle in his face.

Before he stood in front of the wall, his eyes stared at the red explosion after a long time, and he wanted to find out something. The five fingers clung to the stone of the city wall, and the two beams burst into the light of the road. Struggling with intense thoughts, he finally closed his eyes slowly, his eyebrows wrinkled tightly and began to think about something.

In less than a dozen seconds, Arshavin’s temple near the temple had a drop of bright red blood.

This is the reason for intense thinking.

The generals around him have followed Arshavin’s confession for decades. In the past, every time Arshavin was commanding, the enemy was dying, and he had never seen such a struggle. When it was difficult, for a moment, I didn’t dare to say anything, for fear of affecting the judgment of the Emperor.

A minute is as long as countless centuries.

Finally, Arshavin opened his eyes.

His gaze has become extremely firm and peaceful at this time.

"Let, the semaphore orders, the cavalry continue to impact, regardless of casualties, must give me the arrangement of the coalition forces, and at the same time: Xichengmen [Raytheon Whip] Legion, North City [Gianli Corps], Dongchengmen [Rolling Stone Corps], Nanchengmen [Blizzard Corps] immediately took out more than two-thirds of the elite troops of their respective regiments, led by their respective regiments, and gave me the city to attack the coalition forces. No delays, the offenders were treated with treason, and the whole city attacked. Success or failure is here."

Arshavin worded in an orderly manner.

"What?" The confidant generals were shocked.

They did not expect that after intense thinking, the great emperor Arshavin actually made such a crazy order. If it was not such an order, he would personally say it from the mouth of an emperor like Arshavin, they would have thought that The person making this decision is a madman.

"Let, the iron-blood camp went up to the head of the army, down to the chef of the horse, and within the ten-tend, after the assembly was completed, they gave me a strong and insisted on going out to the city to kill the enemy!" Arshavin apparently made up his mind to make this In the battle of death, all the military power of the empire will be put into battle.

He used to command the army and rarely explained anything to the generals around him.

This time it was very rare to photograph the shoulders of a young general who was next to him, and looked at other people, and finally said -

"To believe in the king of shampoo!"

Want to believe in the shampoo king?

If this time is changed, it will be very ridiculous and embarrassing to say it in the mouth of the great emperor Arshavin. But at this moment, listening to the ears of the iron-clad soldiers in the side, there is a sacred The feeling of glory, the body of the imperial god, who is not tall, has a dazzling brilliance.

In the midst of it, everything is self-determined.

One drink, one is the first.

As if in response to Arshavin’s decision, his voice has just fallen. Suddenly, in the distant sky, there was a rumbling bang, like a wrath, a huge voice, covering the battlefield. All the sounds are terrible.

The people were shocked and looked up.

I saw the distant sky, the six towering weather, like the gods of the heavens, overlooking the earth, the Dortmund people Xuanzang ship, suddenly, shaking together, like a terrible invisible giant Grabbing them, they are shaking violently. The cyan magic shield that flashed above Xuanzang quickly dimmed. Then it seems that it lost power and actually swayed toward the ground and began to fall.

"That is..." The generals of the Iron Blood Camp were very happy with each other, and the eyes of the incredible surprises were revealed.

"It's Alexander, Alexander Wang! Haha, it really is him!" Even Arshavin laughed out with a rare laugh. This is the first time in history. When referring to the name Alexander, the Emperor laughed. Happy and excited.

Sure enough, it was faintly seen that the golden flame in the distance flashed back.

It is the power of the shampoo king.

Shampoo King Alexander, not dead!

At the meeting of the wall of Zenit St. Petersburg, I suddenly remembered an uncontrollable cheer.

"Ha ha ha, good, great, kill! Immediately pass my military orders, the whole army attack!"

Arshavin shouted loudly and his voice was agitated. He was full of golden vindictive flickering. Like an eagle, he jumped down the wall. The soldiers who had been ready to go were ready for him. * The gods slammed out the sword at the waist.

The sword is high.

In front, it is the huge steel gate that is constantly being mentioned.

Behind him is the elite teacher of the Zenit Iron Camp in the black torrent.

Windy, set off the cloak of the Emperor.

It also blew the long red hair, like a flame that was burning and burning.

"We never believe in war, but we also hate the scars caused by swords. But when we are forced to raise the fog in our hands, the heroic Zenit will never yield to power and violence. Today, the Empire The brave, the invincible shampoo king Alexander, has already defeated the abominable invaders. The heroic soldiers, along with me, smashed the imperial city and defeated these odious invaders!"

The gate opened and a bright light hit the gate of the city.

The horse was swayed, and the great emperor Arshavin rushed out.

Behind him is a black torrent.

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Almost at the same time, the four small Xuanzangs in front of the Dortmund lost their motive power and swayed down the ground.

The harsh alarm sound, the glaring red warning light flame, flashed wildly above Xuanzang.

On the deck, the Dortmund soldiers who came back and forth in ants and wore yellow shirts, Xuanzang lost power, and it seemed that these elite soldiers were not strangers. At the beginning, they also The order was fully repaired, and various manual instruments were turned on while maintaining sufficient vigilance.

But soon, the Dortmunds finally discovered that the four Xuanzangs really lost control and could not be repaired.

Panic and fear suddenly rushed into the hearts of Dortmund soldiers.

"What happened?" The first Xuanyuan ship, the mythical emperor of the Lyon Empire, Gomi frowned, the instinct of the warrior made him feel a little bad, he was about to turn and flee, at this moment, the body suddenly froze, A familiar but fearful voice came behind him.

"Sorry, I have kept you waiting, now I can take time to kill you!"

Sun Fei didn't know when it had appeared on the Xuan Zang ship, standing behind Gomi, with a playful smile on his face, but in the middle of his eyes, he was killing the plane and letting the heart of the Emperor of Lyon A drop of sinking, like the ice cave, feels the call of death.

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The third is more.

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