Chapter 749: Xia Chenye
"I haven't asked the general for his name yet!"
Jiang Xuan asked while cupping his fists.
"My name is Xia Chenye, and I am the eighth commander of the Longyan Guard under Princess Qingyao. Now I have come to this deserted city to help suppress the Rong people."
After saying that, the middle-aged general left directly with his hands behind his back.
In the following days, Jiang Xuan, in addition to instructing the Qingyang Sword Sect disciples on martial arts practice, also did not forget his own practice and strengthened his own cultivation.
Jiang Xuan's "desperate efforts" also made many Qingyang Sword Sect disciples understand why Jiang Xuan was able to advance so rapidly.
Behind genius, there is always a lot of hard work.
………
Boom, boom, boom!
On this day, the deafening sound of war drums sounded throughout the deserted city.
At this time, the atmosphere in Dahuang City became tense in an instant.
Many soldiers and generals were dispatched one after another.
Jiang Xuan, Jian Yu, and many sect disciples also came to the city tower one after another.
However, they did not see any Xirong soldiers outside the city.
"It's the war horn coming from the main city."
Xia Chen was also wearing a large silver armor, holding a sword flashing with lightning in his hand. His eyes were deep and solemn, looking at the wild forest in the distance, taking a deep breath and saying: "Our Great Desert City is located in the main area. On the edge of the city, even though there are not many Xirong troops here, we cannot relax."
"Yes, General."
All around, the disciples from various major sects were holding their fists and shouting.
On the battlefield, they all knew very well that everything must be obeyed by the general's orders.
General Xia Chenye has the right to kill anyone who violates the rules first and then report them later.
"Dong dong dong!"
At this time, a horn sound that was different from the war drums just now suddenly came from the forest in the distance.
"Xirong army, Xiu
After so long, are you finally going to attack? "
Xia Chen also looked into the distance, with a hint of worry in his eyes.
However, when he saw the tyrannical sect disciples around him, he slowly breathed a sigh of relief.
The last disastrous defeat was due to the appearance of many disciples from Rong Wanggu on the side of the Xirong army, and they were all extremely tyrannical.
This time, there are so many sect disciples here in Dahuang City. Although they have no experience on the battlefield, their strength is unquestionable.
Xia Chen also slowly took a step forward and looked into the distance.
Boom!
Boom!
In the wild forest on the edge, groups of mighty armies, wearing battle armor, walking or riding horses, stepped out of the forest, like a black ocean, carrying the aura of iron-blooded killing.
These Xirong armies number in the hundreds of thousands!
Thinking about it, these Xirong troops also added reinforcements later.
"Boom!"
At this time, the gates of Dahuang City were wide open, and a group of Dragon Flame Guards wearing golden armor stepped out directly, with neat steps, and they were as fierce as tigers.
It was Da Qi's Dragon Flame Guards, who also had hundreds of thousands of them!
The two armies looked at each other from a distance, with fighting intentions rising into the sky.
At this time, the majestic murderous aura and the iron-blooded aura collided in the void, causing the wind and clouds to change color, and the sun and moon to lose light.
Many disciples looked at the hundreds of thousands of troops on the desolate land below, feeling the murderous aura soaring into the sky, and their bodies were constantly trembling.
There are even disciples who, despite their strong cultivation, are still pale.
Even though they are martial arts masters, they are facing several
The overwhelming momentum of the 100,000-strong army still felt extremely small.
Fear spread in everyone's heart, even Jian Yu turned pale.
Xia Chen also looked at the reactions of the disciples around him and was not surprised. He seemed to have expected all this.
However, when Xia Chen also set his eyes on Jiang Xuan, his eyes suddenly moved.
He found that Jiang Xuan's face remained calm, not even a little bit fluctuating, as he looked at the soaring momentum of the hundreds of thousands of troops below.
"This boy's state of mind is like a rock."
Xia Chen also muttered secretly in his heart, with a flash of appreciation in his eyes.
"Roar!"
In front of the wild forest at the edge, hundreds of thousands of Xirong troops stood together. The murderous aura of all the soldiers condensed into a wild beast in the sky, roaring towards the sky.
This wild beast with the sky and the earth above its head was transformed by the will of everyone in Xirong's hundreds of thousands of troops, and represented the spirit of everyone.
On the ground in front of Dahuang City, hundreds of thousands of Daqi's Dragon Flame Guards were not to be outdone. In the sky above their heads, the wind and clouds changed color, and the boundless iron-blooded energy also gathered, forming a flame that was hundreds of feet high. A giant, he holds a red war spear dozens of meters long, and his power is overwhelming.
"Xia Chen, I heard that many geniuses from Da Qi's sects have come to your Dahuang City. How about we compete first?"
Suddenly, a burst of laughter sounded.
Da da da!
Among Xirong's hundreds of thousands of troops, a burly middle-aged man wearing a set of black armor rode out on a huge wild beast with a provocation on his face.
This person is none other than Rong Ruosen, the general of the Xirong army.
"What's the competition?"
Xia Chen also stepped into the air with extraordinary momentum, and walked in front of the Dragon Flame Guards.
Fang, looking at Rong Ruosen on the opposite side.
"Come out."
Rong Ruosen did not answer Xia Chenye, but spoke in a certain direction behind him.
"Uh-huh!"
The next moment, the center of the Xirong army suddenly opened a path, and young men and women dressed in gold, riding wild beasts, came out.
"Disciple of King Rong Valley, Lei Wufeng."
Among this group of noble men and women, a young man carrying a black sword came out, looked coldly in the direction of Dahuang City, and said.
"Rong Ruosen, do you want our martial arts masters to compete?"
Xia Chen was silent for a moment and then said.
"It's not a competition, it's a battle of life and death."
Rong Ruosen smiled coldly and said, "Why, you don't dare anymore?"
"Hmph! I, a member of Daqi, are never afraid of fighting."
Xia Chen's eyes also darkened, and then he looked in the direction of the tower and said, "Who wants to fight?"
After the words fell, all the disciples on the tower were eager to try.
They knew that this life-and-death battle would determine the momentum of the two armies.
If you win, it will greatly boost your own morale.
But failure could demoralize the entire army.
Xia Chen naturally knew Rong Ruosen's intentions.
But he couldn't refuse, because once he refused, the morale of his own army would be severely damaged.
Moreover, Xia Chen is also very confident in the strength of the disciples from various major sects.
Although these sect disciples are very timid about bloody battles on the battlefield, if they are allowed to fight alone, they may be able to maximize their strength.
In this case, let them fight!
