Take the Department Store Back To the Three Kingdoms

Tens of thousands of people surrounded thousands of people, forming a huge quagmire.

The giant vortex generated in the center swallowed the loyal souls shining through the world with the power of tearing the stars.

Thousands of people exploded with the power of weeping ghosts and gods.

This makes tens of thousands more eager for victory.

Among them, the Huns are the most crazy.

Yufro roared like a lion, and the kingdom he built on the grassland was about to extend to the land he had been watching for a long time.

His name will become a legend, deep in the history of the Huns.

Gongsun Zan was roaring. With the destruction of the Yuan family, the Gongsun clan could finally stand on top of the world after hundreds of years.

Looking down from the sky, thousands of people could hardly walk in the ‘mud’. At the junction with tens of thousands of people, the sand on the ground has become **** mud, and as the footsteps splashed red, the earth was trembling.

One by one, the wise warriors fell and fell in a pool of blood.

Even if they have lost their hands and feet, even at the last moment in their lives, they continue to attack the enemy even with their teeth.

They inspire more Yuan Jiaerlang.

But on the hillside in the distance.

Gongsun Zan and Yufro had already started talking and laughing.

"General Gongsun, with the demise of the Yuan family, your prestige will be passed on to Yunei." Yu Fro said.

Gongsun Zan did not answer, but sneered again and again.

The importance of this battle to him is self-evident.

Whoever wins this battle will win the hegemony of the Northland.

This battle is not only related to who will become the overlord of the North, but also related to the direction of the world.

He can't afford to lose, but since the battle with the Yuan family, he has never been so happy at this moment.

Similarly, the importance of this battle to the Yuan family is already a matter of life and death.

You can't afford to lose at all.

But Yuan Jun has stalled.

It's already a matter of time to be wiped out.

"Father, what shall we do?" Yuan Shang had already panicked in this massacre battlefield shrouded in the shadow of death.

There was a roar, and a dying howl. One by one fallen people, a piece of blood flying up.

This made Yuan Shang extremely scared.

Death is not terrible. What I am afraid of is knowing that I am going to die, and it is reasonable to panic.

He was not alone in the panic, many people panicked.

"This... Where's your elder brother?" Yuan Shao searched in the chaos army.

In fact, the place where Yuan Shao is located is currently the safest place in Yuan Jun’s battle.

And in the most tragic place.

The white dragon and horse under Yuan Tan's seat are as red as a red rabbit and horse at the moment.

A lot of blood was flowing from the armor on his body.

The big golden spear in his hand was as if it were fished out of plasma, and the weird blood-draining pattern on it made him clenched all the time.

Around him are the fiercest warriors.

He started to roll the call.

"Zhang Liao, Zhao Yun, Dian Wei, Yan Liang, Wen Chou, Zhang Yun..."

The soldiers looked at him.

Yuan Tan temporarily ignored the soldiers on his side who kept falling down not far away. He was no longer the innocent boy who vomited at the first glance at the corpse.

He is no longer the prodigal son who just wanted to pretend to be arrogant in ancient times.

He wiped the Daosheng Fengyun spear in his hand, and looked extremely calm and calm in this hell, "Although you are only six people, in my heart, you are five thousand and fifty thousand. You are the warriors of the world's 10,000 enemies. !"

Zhao Yun and their expressions are extremely firm.

"Grandpa, I will be willing to go with you at the end!" Wang Zhao knelt on the ground, followed by Peng An, Cen Bi and many others.

Yuan Tan was very pleased and said seriously: "Different division of labor, everyone's position is equally important."

He raised his golden gun to the sky with one hand, "Today. We will never die here. Let us use the blood of our enemies to witness the glory of our tomorrow!"

Herod~

Long Lima stood up, took the lead, and went straight to the forefront.

There is the most dangerous place, where there are the craziest Huns enemies.

But there is also the place of glory.

There is the way home.

Suddenly, a delicate shadow flashed through his mind. The biggest regret in this life, it seems that I haven't had time yet....

Yuan Tan laughed at himself. He didn't expect that at the last moment, he would still be in the mood to think about these messy things.

Sure enough, he is a person who is not afraid of death.

Yuan Tan was never a person who was not afraid of death, but was very afraid of death.

"Come on!" His expression became extremely cold. At this moment, the blood of the enemy flew in all directions. In this **** wind, he began to calm down and turned into a demon from hell.

It is the flame of his destruction that greets the enemy.

Just use my life to leave my best picture for the beauty in my heart and for the world.

Puff puff~

Yaowu's golden guns gleamed in this space, taking away the lives of one after another Huns, and the sound of the impact was so pleasing to the ears.

Behind him, the athletes of the times, sing forward.

Zhao Yun's fortitude, gentian shining silver spear, like falling stars, took away the life of an enemy.

Dian Wei's barbarism, under the double iron halberd, no matter anyone, it's just grass.

Zhang Liao's stout, oblique moon, wind and thunder halberd, like death's sickle, are harvesting.

Yan Liang's knife can open the sun and the moon.

Zhang Yun's knife can break mountains and rivers.

Yuan Tan's spear light is therefore the most dazzling star in this world.

"In the name of My Yuan Tan..."

"In the name of my Zhao Yun..."

"In the name of my Dianwei..."

Who can really resist them?

In this world, there is always a force that is connected with Yuan Tan and the others.

The enemy's strongest line of defense was once again torn apart.

On the hillside in the distance.

Gongsun Zan, who was originally calm, was already extremely shocked.

"Impossible, how is this possible?"

In the place where his eyes were watching, the blood that had already solidified boiled again and flowed like a river, which is simply unbelievable.

What is necessary for this trapped beast to stop struggling, he seems to have endless power.

As the king of the Huns, Yuvro was also shocked by the sudden changes in the current war.

We must know that the coalition forces between him and Gongsun Zan have achieved absolute superiority. Yuan Jun is like a humble pika on the grassland. Under the shadow of the goshawk, there is no possibility of resistance.

"Yuan Tan's banner guides his erlang. It seems that we are just here and we are no longer able to do so."

As a king, Yuvro has already realized something.

After the conversation, he rode his horse down the hillside.

And his huge Dabang, the Xiongnu King's banner depicting the golden eagle, followed.

When the beast struggles most ferociously, it is also the time when the hunter makes the final blow.

Gongsun Zan also rushed to the front without hesitation.

With the arrival of the Yingqi Dabang of the Grassland, the morale of the Huns began to soar.

Wang Qi, inspires the beasts from the grassland.

For Yuan Tan~www.NovelMTL.com~, the pressure on this side has begun to become very great again, and every step forward becomes extremely difficult.

The Xiongnu's king flag is getting closer, and Yuan Tan can already see Yufro's hideous face.

The Hun king, with his expression of revenge pleasure and disdain, was slashing his neck with a knife, expressing something.

Just today, at this moment, as the Huns, he will do something for his lost son. The name of the son of the Huns will stay with him forever in the long river of history.

Only the head of the middle-earth man in front of him can achieve this.

At this moment, a white figure blocked the sight of Yuan Tan and Yu Fuluo.

Yuan Tan is a cloud fan.

He traveled here and was able to obtain Zhao Yun's allegiance to become one of the sources of enthusiasm in his heart.

At this moment, Zhao Yun was obviously doing something.

One by one Huns fell around Zhao Yun. Even if countless enemies are re-enclosed behind him, no one can resist in front of him.

Yuan Tan seemed to understand something.

And Yuvro seemed to understand something. He galloped on the grassland for decades, destroying countless tribes, and killing people even more like a mountain.

During the period, there are always so many people who are full of self-confidence, thinking that they will accomplish feats and become legends.

Here, there is also such a self-defeating person, who is still a Chinese native.

The golden knife in Yuvro's hand pointed towards Zhao Yun, who was constantly approaching, but instead spread his arms, raised his head and closed his eyes.

At the corner of his mouth, a faint smile of disdain appeared. "The ants can only lie underground, but they don't know how to be humble, trying to provoke the most distant eagle..."

"Since I am here, and you don't even challenge me, you don't even have the qualifications to approach me."