Five hundred thousand Yunzhou iron cavalry built ten blood-crying capitals.

...

On the camp observation deck, Lin Zhao looked at the ten blood-crying Jingguan from afar, and a buzzing god of war in his heart, as if he could sense Lin Zhao's anger at this moment. There is a feud between the human race and the four northern tribes, and he will never be harmonious.

The ten blood-crying Jingguans were just a flash in the pan and disappeared into the night in a blink of an eye. The ghost clan seemed to have no intention of starting a fight just to shock the human clan.

This made Lin Zhao slightly disappointed. Whether it was the ten blood-crying Jingguan or the twenty military tents of the demon clan, they would fight if they wanted to. The human race had made all preparations, and the next victory or defeat would be left to God's will.

At this time, there was a drastic change in the underground of Tianchi Town.

The sound of "buzzing" was endless, and the eight dragon walls were trembling. They seemed to sense the existence of ten northern blood-crying Jingguans. The souls of the 500,000 Yunzhou Iron Cavalry did not rest in peace. The fortune at the junction of life and death was constantly absorbed and transformed into the national fortune of the Great Chen Dynasty. However, it seemed that this was a national fortune that the Great Chen Dynasty could not bear. At this time, these dragon walls squeaked, and some cracks had even appeared, and the king sword in the middle of the formation was also trembling slightly.

"Is it really not possible?"

Chu Huaixi knelt in front of Wang Jian, his eyes red, and his whole body seemed to be about to fall into madness.

"Why do you have to?"

Qin Suihan appeared again and frowned and said, "The national fortune of the Great Chen Dynasty has ended. Even if there is a new life, it should not be in this way. Chu Huaixi, give up, it's meaningless."

"no……"

Chu Huaixi gritted his teeth: "There must be a way..."

"Five hundred thousand Yunzhou Iron Cavalry, countless loyal and heroic souls. Can your small vassal dynasty really bear this great righteousness?" Qin Suihan frowned and said, "The fortune of the Great Chen Dynasty should come from the tone in the hearts of every Da Chen dynasty's survivor, rather than using the 500 thousand Yunzhou Iron Cavalry, you are borrowing a chicken to lay eggs."

"But...but why?"

Chu Huaixi looked up, his firm face twisted slightly, and said, "Mr. Qin, you are a Confucian saint, you must have a way to resolve it..."

Qin Suihan looked at the Chu Shuai with pity and said, "Under the way of heaven, you Chu Huaixi, you, want to go against the sky, are so stupid!"

At this moment, the heavy pressure of the heavenly way of death was once again attacked.

"Pushpengpeng—"

With loud noises, the dragon walls were shattered one after another, and the king sword in front of Chu Huaixi could no longer bear the luck and was crushed into two pieces.

"ah……"

Chu Huaixi was shocked, his face turned pale. After years of operation and planning, he has become a mirror and a moon. He is full of unwillingness, anger, and confusion.

"Go back to the battlefield."

Qin Suihan said calmly: "Chu Huai was the number one general in the north of the human race. He was the genius who guarded the Great Chen Dynasty. He should not die here. If he wants to die, he will die on the battlefield."

"Understood."

Chu Huaixi picked up the broken sword and hung it on his waist. He clasped his fists at Qin Suihan, his voice softened a lot, and said, "Chu Huaixi died... The children of the Great Chen Dynasty... Please take care of Yi Er."

"Go."

Qin Suihan gently brushed his sleeves and said, "Heaven and earth, people's hearts will take care of them."

"Thank you!"

Chu Huaixi turned around and left, his expression gradually became decisive. With a light step, the entire dragon wall formation suddenly turned into powder.

...

A few days later.

The demon clan still did not attack. Chu Huaixi returned to the Tianchi Army camp. He held a Chen-shaped flag in his hand, which was the big banner of the Great Chen Dynasty. He carefully stacked the Chen-shaped flag on the Zhengzhou table.

"Ship Chu..."

Lin Zhao stood up and looked at Chen's flag on the table in surprise: "What does this mean?"

"Lin Zhao..."

Chu Huaixi smiled slightly and said, "During the war, our Tianchi Army did not raise the Great Shang Dynasty's flag, but all raised the Chen flag of my Great Chen Dynasty. What do you think?"

Lin Zhao frowned.

"Old Huang, Your Highness Yu."

Chu Huaixi waved his hand gently and said, "You all go out, I have something to say with Shuai Lin."

At this moment, his name for Lin Zhao had become "Ship Lin".

"yes!"

Huang Tinghui, Chen Yu stood up together and left Lin Zhao's military tent.

"Ship Chu..."

Lin Zhao gritted his teeth and whispered: "Has I done something wrong?"

"Nothing."

Chu Huaixi smiled and said, "Lin Zhao, do you think I have done too much in some parts? Or, I, Chu Huaixi, are too pedantic and rigid, right?"

"Not really."

Lin Zhao frowned: "I'm talking nonsense?"

"Yeah, let's talk!"

"Ship Chu!"

The young man clasped his fists and bowed to Chu Huaixi, straightened his body and looked at the former Chu Shuai. He said in a clear voice: "I just feel that the general trend is imminent. We should not have so many views on the Internet. The so-called Great Chen Dynasty and Great Shang Dynasty are nothing more than the army of human races. In front of the four northern tribes, we should work together and temporarily put aside our views on the Internet."

He frowned and said, "Maybe Lin Zhao is too young and doesn't understand many things, but I really feel that in my heart. If each army is divided into a group and a door, it will be difficult for this army to fight bloody battles with the enemy in one fell swoop."

"It's okay, I don't blame you."

Chu Huaixi smiled and said, "You Lin Zhao think that Chu Huaixi has always regarded myself as the Chu Shuai of the Great Chen Dynasty and has always held the Great Chen Dynasty tightly and refused to accept his fate. This is too pedantic and has become an obstacle for the human race to fight against the demon race, right?"

"Ship Chu..."

The boy gritted his teeth: "I don't mean that either..."

"It's okay."

Chu Huaixi smiled sadly, his eyes full of complexity, and said bitterly: "Why is Chu Huaixi like this? Why have I been concerned about the Great Chen Dynasty and unwilling to join the Great Shang Dynasty, just because... At that time, our war horses could drink horses on the banks of the Lanxi River without worrying about eating other countries' strong bows and crossbows. Our people could cultivate and reproduce in the fertile soil of the Hexi Plain, have enough food and clothing, without worrying about the fields being trampled on and the houses being burned to ashes. Women of our Great Chen Dynasty could only marry their beloved people, without having to be robbed to marry men of the Great Shang Dynasty. In the past, our people could raise their heads and live with dignity. Is everything I did just for the fame and fortune of Chu Huaixi?"

"Our women in the Great Chen Dynasty... can only marry their beloved..."

Lin Zhao murmured and repeated. At this moment, he remembered his mother, Chen Yu, and Xiao Jiuer. They were all women of the Great Chen Dynasty. Isn’t everything Chu Huaixi has done for them?

"Ship Chu."

Lin Zhao slowly clasped his fists: "I'm sorry... I was wrong. I accepted this Chen-character flag. When I was in charge, I would like to raise the Chen-character flag!"

Chu Huaixi smiled casually, patted the boy's shoulder lightly, and said, "This is Lin Zhengxi's son... My Chu Huaixi and Lin Zhengxi are brothers, and they are half of your uncle. Lin Zhao, aren't you always thinking about breaking the deadlock? In this case, let me be your pioneer and take the first step for your breakdown, how about?"

Lin Zhao was stunned: "What is Chu Shuai going to do?"

"attack."

Chu Huaixi smiled slightly: "At noon, I will lead the Pioneer Camp, break the camp, blitzkrieg camp, and the fourth camp of the Death Clan attacked the demon clan's tent, leaving the Death Clan, Chengfeng Camp, Tiebu Camp, and Fenwei Camp for you. If I die in battle, you must treat Your Highness Yu well."

As he said that, the famous general of the world turned around and never looked back.

Lin Zhao stood there blankly, Chu Huaixi was about to die, and he entrusted Chen Yu to himself, which shows that Chu Huaixi didn't know that he liked Chen Yu, maybe he had known it a long time ago, but he just didn't say it, and Chu Huaixi also knew that Chen Yu liked him, but there was a difference between the king and the minister, and he would never dare to take this step.

Chu Huaixi's insight into people's hearts was so powerful that he had even guessed what Lin Zhao thought and knew how to break the deadlock? Only by fighting to the death, only if the person who the great demon Yuqiu feared died in battle can the demon clan truly exert all his troops south.

This battle will be Chu Huaixi's last battle, but isn't it Lin Zhao's last battle?

On this day, the wind blew in the sky of the Great Chen Dynasty.

...

In the morning, the commander's account was discussing matters.

Lin Zhao stood up, slowly clasped his fists at everyone, and said in a deep voice: "This is my last time to raise a tent. Lin Zhao has always thanked you for your care. From today on, there will be no tent for commanders in the army. Each battalion strictly implements the garrison strategy. The camps and the camps will help each other, and there must be no mistakes. Mr. Chen, the next thing will be entrusted to you."

Chen Wanli was stunned: "Lin Zhao, you are..."

Lin Zhao's eyes were slightly red and he smiled, "If nothing unexpected happens, Shuai Chu has led the fourth battalion of the Tianchi Army out of the camp. He will launch an attack on the demon clan tent at noon, and Lin Zhao will die together after that."

"Why!?"

Shao Shiyu suddenly stood up, with a pretty face pale: "Lin Zhao... why are you... you die?"

Lin Zhao frowned: "I am not dead, Yuqiu dare not enter the game. Once I die, there will be no one in front of Yuqiu. Only then will the demon clan dare to come out in full bloom. After I, Lin Zhao, died in battle, the operation of the Tianlu strategy depends on you. Please don't let me down, let alone let the tribe down."

"Lin Zhao..."

Chen Wanli looked at the boy, feeling so distressed that he murmured: "It really must be like this?"

"Um."

Lin Zhao nodded gently and said, "The discussion of the big tent is over. Please return to the camp and prepare to fight the four northern tribes and fight to the death for our human tribes!"

"Yes, Lin Shuai!"

Everyone stood up to salute.

...

At noon, the human race went to fight.
Chapter completed!