Mozun, she came across from the Nvzun country

Chapter 572 Six Years War 12
"I wonder if you can kill Luo Wanqing?" Wu Xin looked at the two of them sharply.

Dongfang Jingao hesitated to speak, but just glanced at Nangongchen, Luocheng deserves death for treason, according to Jinli's law, all families will be executed.But Chen and Luo Wanqing were childhood sweethearts, if Luo City hadn't been treasonous, they might have gotten married together.

He would not kill Luo Wanqing by hand, the decision to sentence Luo Wanqing was left to Chen.

Nan Gongchen remained silent. He knew that there were no fathers and sons on the battlefield, but he couldn't sit down when he personally killed Luo Wanqing. Even though Luo City deserved death, he should have let the Luo family go. To Luo Wanqing.

Seeing the expressions of the two, Wu Xin already got the answer, and said: "You can be merciful, but if you dare to prevent me from killing Luo Wanqing, I will kill you first!"

The two remained silent.

The egret stopped on top of the black shields. The shields were opened one by one, and a golden iron-clad carriage could be seen wrapped in countless shields.

Everyone on the tower looked at the golden iron-clad carriage, waiting for the true master inside the carriage to show his face.

Dongfang Jingao shouted loudly: "Prince Dongyue, your puppet has been captured!"

The curtain made of iron armor made a crisp sound.

Xia Houjue leaned out of the carriage, laughed loudly and said, "It's just trash."

waste?Before Nangongchen and the others could understand the meaning of these words, all the captured living dead suddenly fell to the ground.

Everyone was unavoidably shocked, the unkillable living dead could be killed only because Xia Houjue could kill the living dead with a single word.

"It's better to strike first than to sit and wait for death." A trace of killing intent flashed in Wuxin's eyes.

"How to strike first?" Dongfang Jingao had no choice, the two armies were evenly matched, but the enemy had countless living dead.

Tong Yun blew his whistle twice, and the continuous howling of wolves came from the side of the mountain.

The sound of howling spread to the battlefield, making people feel creepy, not once or twice, but like thousands of wolves howling.

A few men and women in black came galloping on huge wolves, followed by thousands of ferocious wolves.

The fur color of the wolf is mostly gray and black, a pair of green eyes are extremely ferocious, Bai Sen's fangs are extremely sharp, and his limbs are leaping forward.

Thousands of wolves rushed to the battlefield like turbulent dark clouds, like stormy waves.

Whether it was the generals of Jinli and Yanfeng, or the generals of Dongyue, they were startled. It was not a wolf, nor a group of wolves, but a pack of wolves.

"I have met the hall master." The three wolf commanders bowed and saluted. They often stay in the deep mountains, and today they finally waited for the call.

"You don't need to be too polite, quickly deal with the Eastern Vietnam Army, the Lord is here." Tong Yun reminded that the Lord will not keep useless people.

The three of them couldn't help being shocked, but they didn't dare to look up at the city tower. They had never seen the Lord before, but they knew that they were not allowed to peek at the Lord.

"Go." Tong Yun said.

"Your subordinates take orders." The three of them immediately led the wolf army and headed straight for the carriage.

Swarms of wolves circled the battlefield, divided into two groups, attacked at the same time on the left and right sides, and pounced on the reserve army of the Dongyue Army.

Xia Houjue turned pale with shock, and shouted: "Guard! Guard!"

The chief general of Dongyue ordered loudly: "Protect His Royal Highness, archers shoot and kill wolves!"

A rain of arrows shot at the wolves.

The commander of the wolf army made a gesture, and the pack of wolves dispersed in an instant. In addition, they were running so fast that it was not easy to hit the arrow.

(End of this chapter)