Ten thousand?!

Even Huo Zhenxiao couldn't help but feel shocked.

There is a 500,000 army opposite. Putting aside a group of hidden people, the comparison of troops alone is a terrifying 50 to 1!

Looking at Bai Qi who was determined.

Huo Zhenxiao clenched his fists: "Another 20,000 people are added, a total of 30,000 people. The current Hundred Tribes coalition is no longer the previous Hundred Tribes coalition."

The voice is heavy and cannot be disobeyed.

If it were before, the Daxue Dragon Cavalry, who fought for 10,000 elite troops, had a life-and-death battle and entangled to the end, there would still be a chance to hold back the 500,000 coalition forces of the Hundred Tribes.

But the current coalition of hundreds of tribes is no longer the Wuxia Ameng yesterday.

And collecting 30,000 people is already the limit that Huo Zhenxiao can get after weighing the garrison force in the Xinjiang city!

"Just ten thousand!"

Bai Qi said resolutely: "People can die, but the city must be there. The defense forces in the Zhenjiang city have reached their limits. If too many Rong Wuli City is drawn, it will only cause the city's garrison to be empty and the city is lost.

I lost half of the battle!”

Looking at Bai Qi, he turned around and left.

A wave of waves broke out in Huo Zhenxiao's eyes, and he said in a deep voice: "Tell me about time!"

Bai Qi stopped and thought for a moment.

"One hour!"

"It's the time the enemy stepped through me!"

After saying that, he stopped stopping and walked out with great strides.

Huo Zhenxiao's sword eyebrows stood up, and the waves in his eyebrows disappeared, replaced by endless coldness.

For generals, being kind-hearted and ruthless is a taboo.

A general succeeds and has thousands of bones blew. After a military order is issued on the battlefield, the executor is just a chess piece that concerns the whole game!

Bai Qi, who left the barracks, stopped in the open space.

He raised his head and faced the bitter snow.

The sighing beard is stained with snow.

The towering and tall body is like an iron tower.

The brilliance of the rising sun coated his armor with a layer of golden light.

This action lasted for three seconds.

He lowered his head and took out three letters from his arms.

The letters of the family were stained with blood, including Meng Dabiao, Zhou Yao and Sun Kong, but they didn’t know whether the blood was theirs or the enemy’s.

"I will definitely deliver my letters from my brothers."

Bai Qi carefully wiped the dirt on the envelope of the home letter, then took out another home letter, and stacked it with three home letters.

He turned toward the direction of home.

Under the seal of the rising sun.

The man, who was like an iron tower, knelt in the snow with a thud and kowtowed three times to the distance.

"Mom... I will take the lead. I will go bravely on the battlefield and live up to your teachings. The child will die in this battle, but the child must go there, and there will be thousands of mountains and rivers behind me. The kindness of raising me will be repaid in the next life!"

Bai Qi looked up slowly, and the iron-blooded man was now filled with tears of guilt in his eyes.

He took a deep breath and let the tears disappear into his eyes.

Immediately, he stood up and walked towards the barracks beside him, and put four letters of family in neatly.

And there are already mountains of letters in this barracks!

Order the troops, prepare...

Soon, the 10,000 heavy snow dragon cavalry gathered.

With Bai Qi's order, the team of ten thousand people left the city in a mighty manner and headed towards the northeast.

The war horses galloped and the earth shook.

The team of ten thousand people was swaying, but it was filled with solemn silence.

Everyone was tragic and determined. When the military order was issued, everyone knew that this battle was to die, but no one had any objections.

Like Bai Qi, after handing in letters from home, he put on his armor and rode his horse calmly.

They all knew that if they didn’t go, they might not even have a home letter left behind!

Dong, Dong, Dong...

The sound of drums suddenly came from the walls of Zhenjiang City behind him.

The heavy drums made Bai Qi and the Ten Thousand People look back.

"It's the master, it's the master who is beating the drums for us!"

"Master...hahaha... brothers, it's worth dying if you can get the master to beat the drum and cheer!"

"Behind it is the home of mountains and rivers. Even if there are swords, mountains and seas of fire, even if there are thousands of people, I will go!"

...

The originally dead team of ten thousand people became restless at this time.

Everyone's face was filled with smiles, and blood seemed to boil with the sound of drums.

"Hahaha……"

Bai Qi laughed to the sky, pulled out the Dragon Cavalry Knife and raised it above his head: "As soon as my son is instructed, there are 500,000 bandits in front of us, and our team of ten thousand people will be killed!"

clang!

The team of ten thousand people was uniform, the dragon cavalry was all out of the sheath, and the cold light was stormed.

"It will be killed!"

"It will be killed!"

"It will be killed!"

...

The decisive shouts of killing echoed, rushing to the sky with silk, and fighting spirit soaring into the sky!

Rumble...

Thousands of horses ran wildly, causing rolling snow waves.

The team of ten thousand people, led by Bai Qi, was like a sharp red knife, heading towards the northeast.

And at this moment.

If you look down from a high altitude, you can see an extremely shocking picture.

The 10,000-person team led by Bai Qi was in a dark place.

And ahead of them, endless darkness was heading towards Bai Qi and the team of ten thousand people.

The scale is huge and continuous.

It seems like the difference between the vast ocean and the water in Juanjuan.

Thirty miles of land, for a rushing march, it was just a blink of an eye.

Soon, the 500,000 Huns coalition appeared in the eyes of Bai Qi and the Daxue Dragon Cavalry.

It is dark and boundless.

The terrifying sense of oppression was like a surging waves, rolling in.

The battle flags on it are even more majestic in the wind.

The war horses are neighing.

A huge earthquake.

The 10,000 team raised the knife together with Bai Qi.

"Kill!"

A shout of killing went straight to the sky.

The war horse neighed and its speed increased sharply again.

No pause, no hesitation, resolute and decisive.

Everyone followed Bai Qi and rushed into the coalition of hundreds of tribes without fear of death.

This scene is extremely tragic.
To be continued...