Meng Dabiao and Zhou Yao at the side froze at the same time, looking at Bai Qi in bewilderment and confusion.
Bai Qi raised his hand and pointed at the slowly rotating barrel of the tank.
Meng Dabiao and Zhou Yao looked in the direction Bai Qi was pointing.
When they looked, their faces changed dramatically.
“Brother Dong, be careful!”
Meng Dabiao roared with all his might.
But the battlefield where Chen Dong was was far away, and the sound of screaming and killing was so loud.
Meng Dabiao’s roar was directly drowned in the snow and wind.
“We can’t fire the cannon, we can’t fire the cannon, if we fire the cannon, Brother Dong will be finished!”
Meng Dabiao looked terrified, and with a fierce clench of his teeth, he drew his legs and rushed towards the 10,000-strong Wara clan.
The sudden scene took both Bai Qi and Zhou Yao by surprise.
“Don’t mind me, I want to save Dong, I want to save Dong ……”
Meng Dabiao didn’t stop and ran wildly towards the 10,000-strong team of the Walla tribe, but his face was terrified and hideous: “If you can’t hear them from a distance, then run closer and shout, it’s too late, it’ll be too late!”
All beings are equal before heat weapons!
This was common knowledge to all!
Before Huo Zhenxiao created the Dragon Riding Sword and the Sword Technique, the Great Snow Dragon Riding Army was also constrained in battle, and with the bravery of their soldiers, they still had to use hot weapons.
It was only after the Dragon Rider Battle Sword and Blade Technique were created that the Great Snow Dragon Rider Army truly had the iron-blooded majesty of 300,000 men sweeping across the battlefield!
Chen Dong’s state at this moment left Meng Dabiao and the others bewildered.
It was as if a god of killing was on the horizon, invincible and devastating.
But no matter how strong he was, he would never be able to stop the shells of three tank guns!
And in the midst of the melee, the Walla tribe still turned the barrels of the three tanks, obviously intending to pay the price and completely exterminate Chen Dong.
The wind and snow howled.
Meng Dabiao ran furiously towards the battlefield with all his might, only his footsteps became a little staggered at this point because of his injuries from the previous battle.
In his line of sight, the barrels of three tanks were slowly rotating.
It was as if the scythe of death was about to swing down!
Meng Dabiao’s jealousy was so great that he ran wildly while shouting at the top of his voice.
“Brother Dong, run!”
“It’s about to fire, Brother Dong, hide!”
“D*mn, it’s too far away, or too far away to be heard at all!”
Not to mention Chen Dong, who was transformed into a god of killing at this moment, the chaos on the battlefield, shouting and wailing, even the soldiers of the Walla tribe, did not hear Meng Dabiao’s shout.
Even the soldiers of the Warat tribe did not hear Meng Dabiao’s shouts. The voice of one man really seemed small in the face of the clamour of 10,000 people.
Behind Meng Dabiao.
Behind Meng Dabiao, Bai Qi and Zhou Yao both stood in the same place with a gloomy and desperate look on their faces.
Looking at the slowly rotating barrel of the tank, their hearts sank rapidly into the abyss of despair.
Compared to Meng Dabiao’s impulsiveness, Zhou Yao’s heart sank to the depths of despair.
Zhou Yao was carrying Sun Kong, who was seriously injured and dying, and was unable to run wildly into battle.
Bai Qi, on the other hand, was overcome by reason over impulse.
At this moment, Bai Qi looked despondent and gloomy, even despairing as the tank’s gun barrel turned and quickly grew stronger.
He knew very well that the seemingly slow rotation of the tank’s barrel would not take long at all, nor would it be long enough for Meng Dabiao to reach the battlefield and warn Chen Dong.
Not to mention, Chen Dong was in the midst of a crowd of 10,000 people, even if Meng Dabiao ran to the nearest part of the battlefield, he would not be able to transmit his voice in unless he ran to Chen Dong’s side.
But …… was this possible?
At this moment, it was as if time had been slowed down.
Under the watchful eyes of Bai Qi, Zhou Yao and Meng Dabiao, the three tank barrels slowly rotated, and for a moment, the wind and snow and shouts and wails all seemed to disappear without a trace.
And in the middle of the battlefield.
At this moment, Chen Dong was wielding his Dragon Rider sabre, reaping the lives of the 10,000-strong Wala tribe like wheat saplings.
Everywhere he went, flesh and blood flew, leaving a trail of corpses.
The soldiers around them were still lunging towards Chen Dong, but with a more frightened and nervous look on their faces than at first.
Chen Dong’s body was like a ghost, weaving through the crowd quickly, his combat power soaring after his madness that he was now holding the Dragon Rider’s sword in his hand, and the combat power he exploded with was like a titanic mountain of despair to the soldiers of the Warlord tribe.
The crowd surrounding Chen Dong gradually decreased.
Some of the soldiers who were halfway through their charge even suddenly stopped and retreated.
This scene happened extremely suddenly.
It was as if the peaks and valleys had turned around, making the atmosphere in the corner where Chen Dong was located strange and weird.
The dozen or so remaining soldiers surrounded Chen Dong with faces full of determination, as if everything had suddenly been choreographed at some point.
At this moment, Chen Dong’s eyes were red and bloodshot, still unaware of the sudden change, but continued to wield his Dragon Rider battle sword, reaping the dozens of lives in front of him.
Bai Qi and Zhou Yao, who had been watching the battlefield, sank to the bottom of their hearts.
In their line of sight.
At this moment, the three tanks that were turning their barrels stopped turning.
The three thick gun barrels were all aimed at a certain place.
Even if they were blocked by the crowd, they knew clearly that the place the three tanks were aiming at …… was where Chen Dong was!
Meng Dabiao, who was running wildly, was even more furious at this moment, an unspeakable rage gushing out from his chest.
Looking at the three gun barrels that had stopped rotating, this stop was like a heavy punch that ruthlessly blasted him in the heart, causing him to stumble on his feet and fall into the snow with a bang.
Time …… seemed to stand still at this moment.
Death …… was about to descend!
On one of the tanks, the general and two lieutenants of the Wallachian 10,000-strong squad stood on it.
The middle-aged general’s expression was cold and stern to the extreme, his eyes were slightly narrowed, and a vast majesty, pa*sed out.
Even if he was silent, it showed his fearful majesty as a superior.
The two generals looked at each other and smiled disdainfully.
No matter how strong a martial artist was, he would not have the slightest chance of surviving the bombardment of three tank cannons!
Such a fierce demonic scourge, if it were among the Hundred Clans, it would definitely become a sharp weapon for them to wield their whips southwards!
But in the army of the Great Snow Dragon Riders, it will surely become a roadblock to their southward march, and costing a dozen lives to kill it in its cradle will be a great achievement for the Hundred Tribes!
Even those generals who had hesitated earlier had their hesitation gone with the general’s order.
“General, everything is ready!”
One of the generals cupped his fist and said.
As soon as the words left his mouth.
The middle-aged man standing in front of him slowly raised his right hand.
Just as he was about to drop his right hand.
A rumble ……
Above the sky, a thunderous roar of warplanes exploded.
From far to near, as fast as lightning.
It was deafening in this part of the world.
Everyone was startled and looked up at the sky.
Bai Qi and Zhou Yao were also startled, and then looked up at the sky.
Bai Qi’s eyes suddenly shot up with a brilliant aura and he said with excitement and ecstasy, “It’s the Sovereign’s five-clawed golden dragon war machine.
The sudden roar of warplanes resounded through the long sky, completely suppressing the shouts and wails on the battlefield.
The battlefield, which was originally in chaos, seemed to have had the pause button violently pressed at this moment with the roar of the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon warplane.
Everyone looked up.
Even Chen Dong, who was recklessly harvesting lives, stopped at this moment, his red blood-coloured eyes looking up at the sky, the evil smile at the corner of his mouth intensifying.
Above the sky.
The wind and snow howled.
The goose feather snow made the sky blur.
At this moment, as the roar of the five-clawed golden dragon warplane came closer and closer.
The warplane, clad in the five-clawed golden dragon, also quickly entered everyone’s field of vision.
Like a king descending, above the vast vault of the sky, a single warplane came swooping down.
Overwhelming and out of sight!
As the five-clawed golden dragon swooped down, a fearful pressure, as if the sky was overturning, suppressed the battlefield.
On the tank.
“Five-clawed Golden Dragon warplane, Huo Zhenxiao’s exclusive seat, General, the situation is not good!”
A partial general’s expression changed dramatically.
And at that moment.
The middle-aged general’s expression also gripped to the core, the scornful fear in his eyes undisguised.
Outside this northern frontier, the three words Huo Zhenxiao had long since penetrated the hearts of people with the destruction of a city by one man with one gun and one horse back then.
So much so that when the armies of the Hundred Tribes heard the name of Huo Zhenxiao, their morale would be weakened by three points!
This was the deterrent that Huo Zhenxiao had created with his strength alone!
In this extremely cold land outside the realm, everyone in the Hundred Clans knew exactly what the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon war machine meant!
That was the exclusive seat of the God of War, Huo Zhenxiao!
It was the exclusive seat of the God of War, Huo Zhenxiao, the only one of its kind in this northern region!
“D*mn it! A mere five-man Wu, how dare he bring Huo Zhenxiao to his side?”
The general’s lips were softly parted, but there was a strong sense of resentment and anger: “It seems that Bai Qi is just as we suspected, although Huo Zhenxiao’s thunderous anger was caused by the change and he was directly jerked off to the end, Bai Qi’s position as the leading guard is still in Huo Zhenxiao’s heart, otherwise it would be absolutely impossible for Huo Zhenxiao to come to shelter in person at this moment! Our decision to besiege Bai Qi this time was the right one!”
This time, the appearance of the 10,000-strong team was reported back to the Walla tribe by the waiters on the snowy plains, saying that they had found traces of Bai Qi.
For the once leading guards, even though they had been jerked off to the end by Huo Zhenxiao, their deterrent power among the Hundred Tribes of the Snowy Plains had never weakened.
As a small clan among the Hundred, if the Walla tribe could kill Bai Qi and use his head to make a statement to the Hundred, it would definitely be a great achievement in this joint effort of the Hundred!
With this merit, after the Hundred Clans had defeated Zhenjiang City and waved their whips southwards, the Warat clan would be able to share more of the resources they received.
That’s why, when they learned of Bai Qi’s whereabouts, the leader of the Warat tribe made an immediate decision to send 10,000 troops to hunt him down.
The goal was to get the first credit for the joining of the hundred tribes!
The next second.
The middle-aged general slowly glanced sideways, looking towards Chen Dong in the centre of the battlefield, standing amidst a pile of corpses.
His brow furrowed with thick resentment, “It’s just a pity that this battle has also become the battle for the rise of this demonic scourge star, Huo Zhenxiao himself will be able to see the battle merits of this demonic scourge star, and as long as he is allowed to return alive, he is bound to rise to the top, and in the future, he is also bound to be a roadblock for our Hundred Clans in the south.”
In his opinion, Huo Zhenxiao’s personal presence was to protect the former leader, Wei Bai Qi.
Otherwise, how could a mere new recruit army labour Huo Zhenxiao, the God of War of the 300,000-strong Great Snow Dragon Riding Army, to descend in person?
“General, what should …… we do now?”
Another partial general looked fearfully at the five-clawed golden dragon war machine that swooped down from the sky, and hurriedly asked, “Should we immediately fire the cannon and kill this demonic scourge star?”
Before the words left his mouth, the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon warplane was swooping down to a point where it was almost close to the ground.
With an overwhelming kingly attitude, it ignored the 10,000 men of the Waratah tribe and spat its tail flames directly over the heads of the 10,000 men, and then rose at great speed.
The wind from the aircraft blew the soldiers on the battlefield.
All of them were chilled and frightened, their faces were white, and the entire battlefield of tens of thousands of people froze without making the slightest sound as they staggered.
“Huo Zhenxiao …… is this your humiliation of my Waratah tribe?”
The middle-aged general fiercely clenched his fists and gritted his teeth.
On the battlefield, between the two opposing sides, they either fought to the death or tangled and killed each other.
Has there ever been a time when one side’s troops loomed large, allowing the local generals to lord it over everyone?
What is the difference between this and a duel between two men where one rides over the other and Sh*ts and P*sses on him?
What a disgrace!
But the middle-aged general, apart from gnashing his teeth in indignation, stood on top of the tank, not daring to make a single move.
The two generals, too, were like the middle-aged general.
They were too angry …… to say anything!
Suddenly, the sky above the vault.
An astral wind whistle suddenly exploded.
Everyone looked up at the sky again.
Immediately afterwards, their faces changed dramatically.
“General, look! That’s ……”
The partial general hurriedly warned.
The middle-aged general who was in a rage hurriedly looked up and instantly his pupils tightened to the extreme.
The sky above.
A stream of air, visible to the naked eye, was rapidly falling towards the ground.
Within the air current, there was a silver dragon spear that shone with a piercing coldness.
The next second.
The silver spear fell to the ground with a bang, and in a supreme domineering stance, it plunged directly into the open space not far from Chen Dong.
The ground cracked inch by inch, and the terrifying impact even set off a fierce wind that lifted the surrounding snow directly out of the ground.
The entire battlefield was abruptly deadly quiet.
Everyone’s eyes were fixed on the silver dragon spear sticking upside down in the clearing.
The wind and snow howled.
The silver spear was stuck in the ground, reflecting a fierce power that sent chills down everyone’s spine.
“Huo Zhenxiao’s spear?
The middle-aged general’s heart trembled, and the other two generals’ faces turned pale.
Everyone knew what it meant in the snowy plains beyond the Northern Region’s borders when this silver spear had crashed to the ground!
In the entire Northern Region, Huo Zhenxiao was the only one with such supreme majesty!
At this moment, facing the silver spear of the Dragon Transformation.
Perhaps only Chen Dong, who had gone mad, could remain “calm”.
The rest of them, as the silver spear landed on the ground, all felt as if a knife had been placed across their necks, enveloped by an invisible terror.
In the distance.
Bai Qi, Zhou Yao and Meng Dabiao were all frozen in their tracks.
Meng Dabiao’s eyes drifted a little and he stood frozen in place.
Bai Qi and Zhou Yao, on the other hand, were excited and ecstatic.
“It’s saved, it’s saved!”
Bai Qi rubbed his hands together in excitement, “The silver spear has fallen to the ground, and I alone have no king, this is the supreme fierce might of the Sovereign killing out in this Northern Region!”
Zhou Yao froze for a moment, somewhat not recalling the meaning of Bai Qi’s words.
It was also at this moment.
The Five-Clawed Golden Dragon warplane that had rushed off into the sky swooped down once again.
This time, however, it was not heading for the 10,000-strong Wala clan.
Instead, it swooped down directly into the open snowfield not far from the battlefield.
When it was still ten metres above the ground, the fighter pulled up sharply.
It was also in this short moment of contact.
A figure, in full view of the crowd, leapt straight out of the aircraft and down in a single bound.
The figure landed on the ground, smashing up a thick curtain of snow.
Immediately afterwards, a cold, stern, magnetic voice sounded like the holy voice of the Hao Heaven exploding across the battlefield.
“I alone have no king, the silver spear defines the frontier, those who obey me will prosper, those who disobey me will die!”