I have an altar of luck

To avoid being killed in the First World War, they had no intention of fighting at all, but let the royal department under the royal court hinder the speed and progress of the Northern Expedition army, hoping to lengthen the front line.

Let them retreat without a fight.

After all, hundreds of thousands of elites, people eat horses, and the daily consumption of food, grass and resources is an astronomical figure.

What they didn't expect was that this time the Central Plains army would be so ruthless, killing, looting, burning, and plundering all available materials and resources for their own use.

What annoyed them even more was that many tribes betrayed the prairie, and the rebellious royal court defected to the people of the Central Plains.

Be their vanguard and deal with your own people with a more ruthless attitude.

It looks like a dog leg!

The angry big men of the three royal courts itch their teeth, wishing they could eat their flesh, sleep on their skin, and drink their blood...

Deep in the grassland.

Hundreds of thousands of elites from the Royal Court Headquarters gathered here, occupying a camp stretching over hundreds of miles, and they had almost retreated to the limit.

If you go back, you can only go to the snow field to eat snow.

Therefore, they, who were driven to a desperate situation, were not going to retreat any longer, and those who were interested had already decided to fight one last time, because they had already found out that the food in the snow field could not support the three royal courts.

If they really retreated, without using the Central Plains army, they themselves would starve to death [-]% of their soldiers within a year.

This is desperate.

At this moment, the atmosphere in the entire grassland king's court was suppressed to the extreme. Crazy grassland elites could be seen everywhere, killing their own people with red eyes.

Many more people had despair in their eyes, as if they had foreseen the future.

Zhongyuan, why is it so strong!

When they went south in the past, they didn't think that the Central Plains was so powerful, otherwise they wouldn't have robbed the border every year, and launched several southward wars within a few years.

As a result, now that the Central Plains are unified, the power that erupts has made them desperate.

In the face of the confrontation between the North and the South, it is extremely terrifying to actually bring out nearly 50 elite troops and many strong men to the Northern Expedition...

Nowadays, the joining of many prairie tribes has made the army of the Central Plains even more powerful, with hundreds of thousands more servants. They retreated again and again, almost dissipating some of their last strength.

Inside an extremely luxurious golden-roofed tent.

Dozens of figures are sitting.

There are strong men in battle armor, priests with complicated headdresses, old men in golden robes, and young barbarian warriors with cold eyes.

But without exception, their auras were not weak.

At the lowest level, there is also the primordial spirit level.

Among them, Yangshen Zhenjun alone has more than one palm.

As for their identities, they are the most powerful forces that the three royal courts can currently gather. The Great Khans of the major royal courts, as well as the high priests and generals of the major royal courts are all here.

The three great Khans live on one side, and they are clearly separated.

After the Manshen of Gufeng Royal Court fell, the two Khans were equally divided. Unfortunately, it didn't take long for Manshen Gemu and Manshen Wufeng to fall.

They will naturally return to the same level.

Now, it's basically equal.

The atmosphere in the big tent was somewhat depressing, and there was a momentum of a mountain rain coming, pressing on everyone's shoulders, as if they were carrying a heavy mountain.

And their source of pressure, naturally, also came from the Central Plains army.

The big man in the golden robe glanced across the audience, his eyes darkened. If Wei Jinfeng were here, he would definitely be able to recognize his identity. pull!

At the beginning, the ancient gold royal court made a desperate move, a total of 70 troops attacked the Central Plains, broke through the Jianmen pass, and approached the city of Liangzhou. It was so powerful, but it was stopped by Chen Yuan.

Cut off the means of the barbarian gods, leading to the defeat of the northern barbarians.

With the loss of soldiers and the loss of generals, the ancient Jin royal court is far from recovering its vitality until now, and then there was another big battle, which almost exhausted the foundation of the ancient Jin royal court.

Although there are still some strong people at the top, but if we really talk about it, the strength of the ancient gold court is actually the weakest one among the three major courts.

"Everyone, the Central Plains army is gradually advancing, and there is no way for us to retreat. Ben Khan feels that now only one battle can completely restore the decline."

Wanyan Tianba said in a deep voice.

"Wanyan Dahan said it lightly, but now the army of the Central Plains plus those traitors has over a million troops, and the strong are powerless. It is rumored that the Northern Expedition was personally in charge of the King Yan.

With the fall of the three barbaric gods, how can they stop their soldiers?The decisive battle... Ha ha... According to Ben Khan, I am afraid that he will die. " Yeluming, Great Khan of the Ancient Wood Court, said coldly.

The ancient gold royal court is the main station, and the ancient wood royal court is the main retreat.

Without him, the ancient wood royal court is deep in the edge of the snowfield, and among the three major royal courts, the tribe that is most adapted to the climate of the snowfield, if they retreat into the snowfield, it will be the most beneficial for them.

"Retreating and retreating, avoiding and avoiding, is it possible to give up this huge prairie to the Central Plains? In the future, how can I, the warrior of the prairie, hold my head up?

Also, retreating into the grassland is easy to say, my three royal courts have a total of millions, can the grassland accommodate us?By then, I am afraid it will only be a year.

The three royal courts of the grassland ceased to exist. "Wanyan Tianba said in a deep voice, glaring at Yeluming.

"Ben Khan also sees it in the same way. People in our grasslands don't respect the sky, don't fear the earth, and their strength can overwhelm the sky. Since the army of the Central Plains drove straight in, they dare not fight with it.

If we go any further, where is my prairie heritage?Is it true that you want to hide in the grassland forever?Even thousands of years ago... I was never so timid.

It's nothing more than a battle, it's nothing more than a death, and Ben Khan will never retreat! "Gufeng Wang Ting shattered the table in front of him with his palm and shouted sharply.

A strong fighting spirit shrouded his body.

"well said."

Wanyan Tianba immediately agreed.

No matter what, he is also a brilliant existence for hundreds of years. He is invincible at the point of his long sword, and all the grasslands of tens of thousands of miles bow their heads in front of him, which is even more coercive in the Central Plains.

The oppressive Central Plains and northern Xinjiang dare not move for a hundred years, and there is a sense of pride and ambition in my heart.

Those who are afraid of death have it, but those who are not afraid of death are even more so!

He would rather die standing up than live on his knees.

"Unfortunately, the Central Plains is unwilling to accept our bowing, otherwise, this catastrophe may be eliminated." The high priest of Gufengwangting suddenly sighed softly.

If there is a choice, it's not that the grassland royal court can't bow their heads, but the other party didn't give a chance at all, and didn't respond at first, so they stabilized them.

Now they don't even say hello and go straight to the Northern Expedition. If they hadn't retreated quickly, they would have died under the iron heel of the Central Plains long ago.

"There is no need to mention this matter again. Chen Yuan has a ruthless personality and cannot tolerate a little sand. If he wants to achieve the achievements comparable to that of Chu Taizu thousands of years ago, he must attack the grassland.

We have no way out! "

Wanyan Tianba stared at Yeluming with staring eyes.

"Phew, let's wait until...Tian Khan returns." Yeluming looked at the atmosphere in the big tent, except for some strong men from the ancient wood royal court who supported him.

The rest of the powerhouses felt that they were cornered, and they were unwilling to retreat, and were ready to fight to the death with the army of the Central Plains.

"sky……"

Wanyan Tianba just wanted to say that Tian Khan is not here now, so how could he hesitate because of this, but before he finished speaking, an invisible coercion enveloped everyone.

The void in the large tent of the king's court also quickly opened a gap, and a strong man holding his upper body and with long hair tied into a pigtail slowly walked out of the void.

Finally sat at the top.

Everyone moved together, bowed and beat their chests, saying:

"See God Khan!"

"See God Khan!"

"See..."

Tian Khan Huangji is the last reliance among the three great royal courts, and it is also the existence that makes several barbarian gods willingly bow their heads. Even if the Western Regions are defeated, they are still the existence they look up to.

Don't dare to be rude at all.

"Ben Khan heard what you just said." Huang Ji scanned the crowd calmly.

"This……"

The khans present all looked at each other, not daring to answer.

"Wanyan Tianba is right, my grassland barbarians are gods from the sky, born to be warriors in charge of the grassland, we can retreat, but we cannot retreat again and again.

Wipe out the blood of my prairie warrior. "

Huangji stared at Yelvming and said calmly.

Yeluming felt a pressure in an instant, nodded quickly and said:

"What Tian Khan said is that I... am short-sighted."

"No, there is some truth in what you said. In this decisive battle, the grassland has fewer victories and more losses. The hope of winning is very small. It is very necessary to leave some seeds.

Thousands of years ago, the grassland suffered a catastrophe, and it could come back, and now it is also possible to encounter things that happened thousands of years ago. God will not cut off my grassland lineage. "

Huangji stood up, took a deep breath, and said in a concentrated voice:

"Ben Khan decided to draw [-] highly qualified seeds from the three royal courts, let them withdraw from the grasslands, enter the snowfields to hide their strength, and wait for the future.

As for the rest of the people, prepare for the battle, gather all their strength, fight against the snow, and fight to the death with the Central Plains, you will live and die! "

"Yes, I will obey the order of the Khan!"

"Follow Heaven's Khan's order!"

Chapter 851 The Final Battle

Today's Liangzhou City is very lively. If you observe carefully, you can see that everyone seems to have a smile on their face, which is completely different from the depressed look of the past.

As for why.

Naturally, the news of frequent great victories in the grassland kept coming back, along with it, there were groups of cattle and sheep, and a large number of grassland barbarians as slaves.

These are the trophies of the Northern Expeditionary Army, and they are proud of it!

How miserable the people of Liangzhou and Youzhou were when the northern barbarians oppressed them, they are so happy now. Almost all the people in Liangzhou city have experienced the feeling of oppression before.

Once the city is broken, the old and the young will not stay.

If the regent hadn't fought to the death to save Liangzhou City, they would have already died, but even so, every household in Liangzhou City was still wearing white silk.

Now, with different offensive and defensive forces, they finally returned!

mercy?

Not long after the war, they only had hatred in their hearts, and some radicals even picked up stones and rotten leaves, and kept throwing those barbarian soldiers in broken armor.

"Smash them to death!"

"Smash these sons of bitches to death."

"Hack them to death!!!"

"Hack them!"

The roar is endless, and the loud sound is endless.

……

On the second floor of a certain tea house, there was also a young man with a strange face, watching the movement below with great interest, his eyes were slightly yellow.

After a closer look, you can find that there are some differences with the Central Plains people.

As for his identity.

It was the Fentian Demon Emperor!

When he was in Ping'an County before, Wang Ping noticed something was wrong and reported it to the Jin Yiwei in Nanling Mansion, so he didn't stay any longer, and even took the initiative to provoke him because he didn't want to reveal his identity.

To him, the human races below the sixth realm are all ants, and he can't even feel angry. His goal, from beginning to end, is only the regent of the human race, Chen Yuan.

It's a pity that within a few months, he didn't find any trace of the other party, so he could only scurry around the Central Plains, and experience the life of ordinary mortals by the way.

Relatively speaking, Yaozu really sucks blood.

And after he learned of Chen Yuan's Northern Expedition, he quickly followed up. Unfortunately, when he arrived, the army had already set off and penetrated deep into the grassland.

To be honest, he also couldn't figure out Chen Yuan.

He didn't even pay attention to the Yaozu at all. Now that there are signs of a war in southern Xinjiang, he still desperately takes care of the northern barbarians first, which is indeed arrogant and self-confident.