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Sitting on the horse and looking at the battlefield, Yue Chen was neither happy nor sad.
This battle was nothing more than beheading two thousand people. This kind of battle is just a child's play.
It's just that their strength exceeded Yue Chen's expectations, and the burst of combat power just after the battle let Yue Chen know that he had encountered an elite army.
However, the troops under his command are more elite and stronger.
His troops, unconsciously, have transformed into his extremely powerful elite.
The so-called eagle archers are also vulnerable in front of them.
Yue Chen also saw countless white lines rushing towards Yue Chen's Nine Dragon Emperor Sword on the battlefield.
Others cannot see these white lines, only Yue Chen himself can see them.
The white thread can be thick or thin, but none of them are as thick as the white thread when Miaoxuan died.
Yue Chen suddenly realized that the higher the strength, the stronger the soul power, and the thicker the white line represented.
"Huh!"
Yue Chen looked at the sword in his hand. On both sides of the sword, there were originally nine silver dragons carved in the same color as the sword.
But at this moment, the little dragon closest to the hilt had a small golden dot on its tail.
One-fifth of the dragon's tail is filled with gold.
"Could it be that this dragon has completely turned golden, is it when the dragon soul awakens?" Yue Chen whispered softly, he felt that his speculation was very reasonable.
However, 2,000 people have been beheaded now, and they are all elites from the Oirat Empire. The golden color on the little dragon is only this small.
How many people do you need to kill to turn all the little dragons into gold?
Just how powerful is this dragon soul, and it takes so many souls to awaken?
Yue Chen was not disappointed because of the slow awakening, but looked forward to the awakening of the ancestor dragon soul even more.
Doesn't the more nutrients it needs mean the stronger it is?
After a while, all the white lines were absorbed, and the golden part was also fixed at one tenth of the dragon's tail.
This is just the tail of the dragon, not the whole dragon.
In this battle, Yue Chen gained a lot. There were 13 more masters in the battle spirit realm, reaching 49. These are all people who are stuck at the peak of the war master and waiting to be promoted.
Other improvements are not very big.
Zhang Fei's thunderous roar came from a distance: "Your Majesty, good horses are all good horses."
Yue Chen raised his head and saw Zhang Fei running around stepping on the enemy's corpse as excitedly as a child. After a while, he jumped onto a war horse, and then jumped onto another horse.
On the entire battlefield, there are ownerless war horses everywhere. These horses are obviously a head taller than ordinary war horses, and their fur is as smooth as satin.
Su Daniu brought a black horse to Yue Chen's side. Yue Chen remembered that this was the horse that Agula was driving just now.
The horse was tall, a head taller than the horse under Yue Chen's crotch.
His limbs are strong, and the qi and blood in his body are thick, which is extraordinary at first glance.
Yue Chen gently touched it with his hands, and the tentacles were soft and smooth.
The black war horse kicked the ground with its front hooves uneasily, its eyes full of repulsion.
"Hahaha, what a horse." Yue Chen laughed, jumped up from the back of his war horse, and then jumped onto this black horse.
The black horse stood up abruptly, trying to throw Yue Chen off.
"Brother! Tame it." Su Xiaoxi laughed loudly.
"Hahaha, good." Yue Chen was in a good mood, clamped the horse's belly with his legs, pressed his hand on the horse's back, and exerted a little force suddenly.
The majestic force directly overwhelmed the horse on the ground and could not get up.
However, the limbs of this war horse were still shaking wildly and struggling crazily.
Yue Chen pressed the horse and remained motionless. After a while, the horse gave in and stopped running around.
Yue Chen let go of the war horse, and the war horse really became much more obedient, and gently offered Yue Chen with its head.
Yue Chen got on his horse.
Other personal guards also trained horses under Li Jing's arrangement.
Almost everyone in Deng Ai's previous troops had good horses.
Mainly it was the thousand people who were assigned to Yue Chen.
Afterwards, Yue Chen patiently waited for someone to clean up the battlefield.
Mainly to sort out the relics of the Condor Archers.
The armor on their bodies was actually made of black iron, just for the soldiers who didn't have it.
In addition, they each have a black iron knife and a black iron bow, which are also equipment Yue Chen urgently needs.
It's just that these equipment are still covered with blood and flesh, and need to be cleaned before they can be used.
Yue Chen collected them all in the system.
After finishing these, an hour has passed.
The scout came to report: "Your Majesty, the army of the Oirat Empire has begun to attack the city."
"Oh, it's pretty fast." Yue Chen shouted in a deep voice, "Everyone get on their horses and follow me to kill the enemy."
Wasteland City!
Standing on the city wall, Meng He watched countless armies swarming like ants. They were carrying ladders to attack the city, barefoot, and wrapped in simple animal skins.
"With these people alone, they dare to attack the city." Meng He sneered.
The archers below drew their longbows and began to suppress the city.
Behind the city wall, teams of archers lined up, and then countless bows and arrows pierced the sky, jumped over the city, and nailed the archers behind.
In the middle of the city wall, stones were pushed away, and then arrows protruded out. Immediately afterwards, countless arrows drilled out of the hole and shot at the cavalry of the Oirat Empire.
After several generations of hard work, this wasteland city has become a steel fortress with extremely strong defense capabilities.
On both sides of the city wall, there is a wooden pole high and slanting into the sky. An iron chain is tied to the top of the wooden pole, and a huge round iron hammer full of spikes hangs from the tail of the iron chain.
A captain shouted: "Let go!"
The soldier swung his knife and cut off the rope tied with the hammer, and the hammer slammed downward, sweeping away a large number of enemies under the city in an instant.
After the hammer crossed an arc and almost returned to the original point, the soldiers pulled hard again, pulled the rope tied to the hammer, and pulled the hammer to its original height.
Throughout the entire city wall, various methods of defending the city emerged in an endless stream.
In the army in the distance, Ula and other three princes watched this scene indifferently.
Under the wasteland city, countless people were killed and injured every second, and countless warriors on the grassland turned into corpses.
However, this scene was indifferent to them.
Dongda Danghu Gela said lightly: "Agula should be back soon. When they come over, they can suppress the archers on the city wall, and even the magic crossbow."
The power of the bow and arrow of the Condor Archer is not as powerful as the magic machine crossbow.
However, the crossbowman's front sight is far inferior to that of the eagle archer.
Those people are the real sharpshooters on the grassland, and the hundred-step piercing is their basic skill.
In this kind of siege battle, two hundred eagle archers can call the generals on the city wall one by one and shoot them to death on the top of the city.
Just a few rounds of volleys can press the soldiers on the top of the city behind the city wall, preventing them from raising their heads.
Ulan said lightly: "It should be soon, they will come back with Deng Ai's head.
On the prairie, Hong Guo didn't have any elite troops that could survive in the hands of the eagle archers. "(Remember this site URL: www.hlnovel.com