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Chapter 1138 General, the time has come

Chapter 1138 General, the time has come

But before his voice fell, a long, pitch-black arrow had already appeared in front of Angre. Under the shock, Angre's body became very stiff, and he couldn't even make a slight movement. arrive.

However, the long sharp arrow brushed Angre's side face and shot towards his back quickly, Angre let out a long sigh of relief.

"That's all." He sneered and spit out a sentence full of disdain.

But just as he finished speaking, he heard the exclamations of the soldiers behind him one after another.

Before Angre could react, a large shadow covered Angre and his horse, and in just a split second, the mast of the golden banner slammed down on Angre's side A lot of gravel was splashed on the ground, and the falling banners also covered Angre and his horse.

"General," putting away his bow and arrows, Yan Huai turned to look at Qi Zifeng's position, "It's a good thing that this subordinate did not disgrace his life."

Seeing Angre's distressed appearance on the opposite side, Qi Zifeng grinned and laughed, "Very well, brother Yan is indeed a good archer."

"Damn! Damn!"

It took Angelet a lot of effort to finally get out from under the banner, and he screamed angrily.

"Send the army! Send the army! The whole army has it! Kill me!!!"

Because he had just gone through a long journey, the deputy general originally wanted to persuade Angre to let the soldiers rest for a while before attacking, but before he could say anything, their banners were broken by the archers on the opposite side.

Angre's temper has always been the most irritable, how could he swallow his anger when encountering such a thing, even if he ordered the army that had stopped just now to continue to fight out.

"General, the Western Roman army is here."

Wang Yi, who had been paying close attention to the movement on the other side, suddenly spoke.

Hearing this, Qi Zifeng half-closed his eyes and looked at the millions of Western Roman troops coming towards them with killing noises in the distance.

"The whole army obeys!"

Seeing this, Qi Zifeng also gave a loud shout.

"kill!"

Qi Zifeng raised his arms high and dropped them heavily.

"kill!!!"

Standing beside him, Shen Yongda also raised his arms suddenly and shouted, holding a long knife, he rushed out first, behind him were tens of thousands of soldiers from the Thunder Tiger Camp.

"kill!!!"

Immediately behind the Thunder Tiger Battalion were all the soldiers of the other four subordinate battalions. Their eyes were full of murderous intent, staring at the Western Roman army that was coming towards them, and rushed out with even more turbulent momentum. .

All the sounds in the world seemed to disappear, and Qi Zifeng stared intently at the two soldiers and horses who were getting closer and closer.

The golden armor on the opposite side almost made him unable to open his eyes, but he still stared closely at Shen Yongda who was rushing forward and the Thunder Tiger Battalion he was leading.

The sound of the beating heart became deafening like never before at this moment. Qi Zifeng put one hand on his chest, and his eyes were still fixed on the two soldiers who were about to face each other with swords.

"Oh!"

The Western Roman soldiers who rushed to the front were sent flying by Shen Yongda's punch.

"kill!!!"

The earth-shattering shouts of killing appeared in Qi Zifeng's ears again, and all the wind, the shouts of soldiers, and the neighing of horses once again enveloped Qi Zifeng.

The golden and black armors met and blended in the dry desert, and everyone's eyes burned with raging anger and daunting killing intent.

Between the intersection of swords and swords, more and more people in golden armor kept falling to the ground covered in blood, and then stopped breathing.

Soon, the dry desert was soaked in bright red blood, and every gravel was stained with thick blood.

Seeing that there are fewer and fewer troops on his side, the smile on Angre's face, who was originally smiling and ready to grab the fruits of victory, finally gradually disappeared.

"General, Angre is almost out of breath."

Standing by Qi Zifeng's side, Yan Huai, who had been crossing the two armies at war and looking straight at Angre, suddenly said.

Hearing Yan Huai's voice, Qi Zifeng immediately set his eyes on Angre.

"Sure enough," Qi Zifeng slowly stroked the white tiger's fur with one hand, and sneered, "It seems that this is the critical moment that the general said."

The general Qi Zifeng was referring to was naturally Chen Qiao.

"You can wait."

Although Yan Huai was talking to Qi Zifeng, his eyes were still staring at Angre in the distance without blinking.

"it is good."

Qi Zifeng nodded, he believed in Yan Huai's speculation, so he didn't go his own way.

At this moment, Angre's face became more and more gloomy as he watched more and more Western Roman soldiers fall on the battlefield.

Even though he was under the scorching sun, he only had waves of chill gradually covering his whole body.

"General..."

The lieutenant spoke tremblingly, but didn't know what to say, so he could only look at Angre with fear.

Angore didn't speak, his gloomy eyes fell on Qi Zifeng in the distance, "That person is not Chen Qiao! He is definitely not Chen Qiao!"

"what?!"

The lieutenant did not expect Angre to say such words at such a time, so he could only look at Angre in astonishment.

"Didn't you see it just now?! That man is riding a white tiger! A white tiger!" Angre yelled at the lieutenant general in a crazy manner.

The lieutenant's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately raised the binoculars that he had been holding in his hand from just now to his eyes, and looked in the direction of Qi Zifeng.

It was indeed a white tiger.

"I'm going to catch that man! I'm going to ask him! Where did Chen Qiao go!"

While speaking, Angre suddenly pinched the horse's belly heavily with his legs, raised his knife, and killed in the direction of Qi Zifeng.

"General! General!"

Seeing this, the lieutenant hurriedly shouted and chased after him, but his horse was far inferior to Angre's horse, and in the end he could only watch Angre get further and further away from him.

"General!!!"

The lieutenant uttered a desperate roar, and the next moment, he was followed by Shen Yongda, who was already red-eyed.

Looking at the cold knife in Shen Yongda's hand, the lieutenant fell off his horse and scrambled to distance himself from Shen Yongda.

"Who are you!" the lieutenant asked in a cold voice with one hand on the saber at his waist.

Shen Yongda gave a dark smile, licked the blood spattered by an unknown enemy on his lips, and looked at the lieutenant with murderous intent, "Shen Yongda."

As soon as the three words were spoken, the lieutenant general's face changed suddenly. Shen Yongda's name was naturally resounding to him. As early as when the Western Roman Emperor was just preparing for the Eastern Expedition, he had already sent people to investigate in detail all the subordinate battalions in the Black Dragon Army. It can be said that Shen Yongda is the person that all Western Roman soldiers are most unwilling to face.

Looking at Shen Yongda in front of him, the lieutenant general couldn't help but scolded in his heart and ran out on his own initiative, which resulted in Angre, who was being targeted by Shen Yongda.

"General, the time has come."

The corner of Yan Huai's mouth curled up, and then he finally shifted his eyes from Angre to Qi Zifeng.

Qi Zifeng didn't look at Yan Huai, but looked at Angre, who was driving towards him with a gloomy expression and a strong killing intent.

"Brother Yanhuai, I'll go then."

After saying a word, Qi Zifeng drove the white tiger towards the direction where Angore came from.

Looking at Qi Zifeng's back, Yan Huai let out a long breath, "Go, the next head coach of the Black Dragon Army."

(End of this chapter)