Fantasy: I conquer the world by signing in

Chapter 146

The next morning.

In a deserted place outside the Great Xia King City, Lin Yichen released his flying treasure Nether Ship.

After all the [-] Beiwei troops boarded the ship, Lin Yichen controlled the Nether Ship and flew towards the original Daliao Dynasty.

This time Lin Yichen intends to personally conquer, pushing all the way.

Half an hour later, the Nether Ship entered the territory of the former Daliao Dynasty. Lin Yichen found a deserted place and released Yue Fei and the Beiwei Army.

In the border area, after Li Cunxiao received Lin Yichen's order, he had already displayed his troops here.

An army of seventy thousand tigers and wolves guarded the border with great momentum.

"Boom boom..."

Suddenly, the rumbling sound of a horse stepping on a flying swallow came from behind Li Cunxiao and the others.

The sound of the torrent startled Li Cunxiao, and he flew up quickly. When he saw Lin Yichen in the front of the line in a black dragon robe, he felt relieved.

When Lin Yichen and Yue Fei came close to the [-] tigers and wolves, Lao Huang, Li Cunxiao, Lu Bu, Zhao Yun, Dian Wei knelt down and saluted, "Welcome Your Majesty."

"Get up, there is no need to be polite."

After they got up, Lin Yichen introduced Yue Fei to them.

Then he looked at Li Cunxiao and asked, "Cunxiao, what's the situation now?"

"Return to the Holy Lord, according to the report from the scouts, the army of the Batian Dynasty is less than twenty miles away from this place."

Lin Yichen nodded, looked at the endless border line, and said coldly, "Raise troops and push them horizontally."

"Yes."

Seventy thousand light cavalry and fifty thousand heavy cavalry advanced forward in an orderly manner.

After a stick of incense, the two armies met.

Lin Yichen narrowed his eyes and looked at the Wolf Cavalry Army of the Batian Dynasty.

Riding the ferocious black wolf, his cultivation is generally at the innate level, and there are very few soldiers below the innate level.

Moreover, the black wolf mount under the wolf cavalry seat has fierce eyes and sharp fangs bared coldly, giving people an invisible sense of oppression.

This was the first time Lin Yichen saw a beast as a mount.

It is worthy of being the elite of the elite of the Batian Dynasty.

While Lin Yichen was looking at the Wolf Cavalry Army, Yang Zongwei, the head of the Batian Emperor's general, was also looking at the army of the Great Xia Dynasty.

The more he looked at it, the more frightened Yang Zongwei became. Didn't the information say that the Great Xia Dynasty only had about [-] Xiantian troops?

Why is it all 12?

Moreover, most of the 12 troops are congenitally consummated, and even have masters.

How to fight this?

Although he has 30 troops on his side, the 20 troops sent by the Great Jin Dynasty are simply rubbish in his eyes.

Most of the 20 troops of the Great Jin Dynasty are in the state of physical training and Qi training, and even to support the number, there are many ordinary people in it.

Yang Zongwei was terrified, the arrogance that he despised the Great Xia Dynasty before had already been thrown out of the sky by him.

Showing timidity before the battle is a big taboo.

Yang Zongwei stabilized his shocked mind, and his expression returned to normal.

Now that the two armies meet, there is only one way to go, and that is to fight.

After Lin Yichen gave Li Cunxiao an offensive look, Li Cunxiao gave an order, "Kill..."

The 12 light and heavy cavalry behind them rushed towards the army of the Batian Dynasty like arrows flying off the string.

"Kill the enemy..."

Yang Zongwei also issued a military order, and those warriors riding black wolves went up to meet them.

The two armies rushed to kill, and under the collision of the heavy cavalry of the Beiwei army, the wolf cavalry turned over.

Under the trampling of the horse's hooves, the wolf howled and mourned.

As soon as they fought, the Wolf Cavalry lost.

Soldier against soldier, general against general, Yue Fei set his sights on Yang Zongwei, the coach of the Wolf Cavalry Army.

Yang Zongwei also looked at Yue Fei, who was so eager to fight, as if he had a tacit understanding.

Both of them belonged to the land fairyland, so they flew up into the sky with a tacit understanding.

Without further nonsense, after getting away from the soldiers below, the two started fighting directly.

Yang Zongwei understood very well that if he wanted to win this game, he could only find an opportunity from the coach of the Great Xia Dynasty.

So the first shot is a killer move.

Yue Fei is also very eager to win this match, because this is his first battle in the Great Xia Dynasty, and he must win.

The two each held weapons, and frequently used killing moves. Yang Zongwei was at the second level of the land gods and wonderland, and his cultivation base was higher than Yue Fei's, but Yue Fei was not timid at all, and his fighting spirit was overwhelming.

But Yang Zongwei became more and more frightened as he fought, obviously the opponent's cultivation base was lower than his own, but he just couldn't take the opponent down.

Moreover, Yang Zongwei still had a faint feeling of being suppressed.

Lin Yichen was not worried about Li Cunxiao and others leading the charge below, but Lin Yichen was more interested in the battle between Yue Fei and Yang Zongwei above.

He stared intently at the two's every move. As an emperor, what he lacked the most was actual combat experience.

Therefore, as long as there is an opportunity, Lin Yichen will study hard.

As time went by, the battle between Yue Fei and Yang Zongwei gradually became fiercer.

Yang Zongwei obviously couldn't keep up with his recovery at this time. At this time, the strength of the kung fu appeared. Yue Fei's kung fu was a heaven-level low-grade, and his spiritual power recovery was extremely fast.

After fighting for so long, Yue Fei's face is still as usual, which shows how great the benefits of high-level skills are when facing the enemy.

"boom..."

Yang Zongwei was afraid that he would be exhausted, so he launched an attack with all his strength.

At this time, the spiritual power in his dantian has been exhausted, and he is running exercises to restore the consumed spiritual power.

Yue Fei blocked Yang Zongwei's attack, raised his gun and continued to kill Yang Zongwei who had lost his threat.

The spear pierced through Yang Zongwei who was still trying to recover his spiritual power, and blood dripped to the ground.

Yue Fei carried Yang Zongwei back to the ground with his long spear.

"My lord, the enemy general has been beheaded."

"That's right, after the Batian Dynasty is overthrown, I will reward you for your merits."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Afterwards, Yue Fei flew up again, Ling Kong picked up Yang Zongwei and said with spiritual power, "Your coach is dead, do you still have to resist?"

The few remaining wolf cavalry and soldiers of the Great Jin Dynasty looked up and saw Yang Zongwei being carried by spears.

Seeing that the coach was dead, he was terrified of being killed, so he threw away his weapons and surrendered.

Yue Fei, Li Cunxiao and others all looked at Lin Yichen, waiting for him to decide whether these people should live or die.

"Kill it."

The Batian Dynasty has not yet been destroyed, and these people still kill them to save trouble.

The wolf cavalry who lost their weapons were like lambs waiting to be slaughtered, and those who were slaughtered had no power to fight back.

Half a quarter of an hour later, the enemy's 30 troops were wiped out.

The corpses of black wolves and people are everywhere, a miserable scene of purgatory on earth.

At the end of the war, the soldiers began to clean up the battlefield. If so many dead bodies were not disposed of, the plague would soon occur, and trouble would arise at that time.

In the tent set up by Adventist.

"Your Majesty, the statistics are in. Our side lost 2000 people in this battle."

Li Cunxiao opened the tent and said in a depressed mood.

"Two thousand? That much?"

Hearing this number, Lin Yichen frowned.

In fact, Lin Yichen knew that exchanging 30 for [-] was definitely a big win.

But these soldiers are all his precious lumps, and he is not happy to lose one, let alone two thousand.

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