Return of the God of War: The Vest Boss is A and Sassy

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Yan Yihan stepped onto the tower on foot, and a woman dressed in blood came to the big drum with two drumsticks tied with flowers.

Sunrise Cangshan, the sun is shining!

Between heaven and earth, the northern border is blocked, the sun is like a sword tide, slowly advancing from east to west, and finally breaking through the clouds, sprinkled on her flawless face, showing a blush.

A face-painted battle flag was erected on the city wall of Guyong City, and the three hundred dragon warriors in the battlefield in the south of the city were illuminated by the sun at almost the same time!

Opposite the Yanzi Battle Flag, the Marshal of the Thirty-Six Nations Allied Forces in the Western Continent, Max looked up at the stunning figure, his face full of doubts!

What is she going to do?

As for the battle flag at the head of the city, the young God of War, who had already been killed in blood, stood in front of the cowhide drum, and his eyes were swept in all directions.

She took off the blood cloth of the war drum, threw it heavily on the ground, and then stepped forward, her eyes always showing firmness, and she tightly clenched the flower-tied mallet in her hand.

In the city, those veterans who fought with His Royal Highness the God of War in the north and south were all excited when they saw this scene.

All the veterans stood silently, tears streaming down their faces.

"Your Highness!"

The soldiers knelt down together, their bodies trembling slightly.

In the hearts of these northern veterans, especially the old man who had seen the God of War tied flowers and beat drums, he still remembers this big drum and the **** clothes most vividly.

For a peerless genius like His Highness the God of War, her strongest strength is not single-handed combat, but her army formation talent.

Yan Yihan's expression was solemn, and his eyes were still indifferent, without a trace of emotion.

In the distance, Marshal Max, who has always been conceited, finally figured out what she was going to do, and there was an imperceptible chill in his heart.

Everyone in the Xizhou army knows the beauty of the two great wars on the northern border of the Xia Kingdom.

King Liang sacrificing sword!

Ares drumming!

When the King of Beiliang sacrificed his sword, he smashed more than 500 people with a single sword, and killed the Xizhou army in shock.

Another huge killer in the northern frontier has finally arrived!

This is a scene that the Xizhou army does not want to see, and it is a scene that all the soldiers of the Xia Kingdom do not want to see.

The God of War beat the drums, and the price she paid was too great.

"Daxia, it's just death!"

Yan Yihan was independent from the battle flag, a strand of blue silk between her eyebrows went around her frosty face, and she was bitten tightly in her mouth, like the king of the world.

In the north, the smoke of gunpowder has been permeating, and the scribbled morning sun has fallen into the snow.

Her eyes were slightly condensed, and the big drum tied with flowers in her hand hit it hard.

"Boom!"

With the sound of the first drum, the white snow on the city wall gradually turned red.

The **** clothes are shocking in the sun.

The drum sounded, and Yan Yihan's whole body gradually filled the audience, and all the soldiers of Xia Kingdom were enveloped in a strong blood qi.

"This is, the whole army increases?"

Under the city, Liang Yuxuan's eyes showed a dignified color.

Beside him, the East Desolate King nodded slightly, "His Royal Highness beat the drum, which means that the damage to everyone in the army will be passed on to her."

"What did you say?"

Han Junan looked at the East Desolate King coldly, with a hint of coolness in his eyes, "How could my sister be able to withstand the attacks of more than 8,000 dragon-level masters!!"

"Sister, stop now!"

Liang Yuxuan and Han Junan shouted at the same time.

More than 8,000 dragon-level masters, all attacks, even the most powerful masters will be torn to pieces by this overwhelming terrifying killing intent.

This is Yan Yihan's talent.

Not only can you bear the damage of everyone on yourself, you can also kill the enemy when you beat the drum!

"There is no sister of yours here."

Yan Yihan looked at the two people below coldly, "You should call me the God of War on the battlefield."

"As soon as the guns sounded, the whole country must obey my military order, and those who violate the order will be beheaded!"

Her words revealed a touch of determination, even her brother, on the battlefield, can't go against her will! !

"kill!"

The drums sounded, and three hundred super masters rushed to the enemy camp with the weapons in their hands.

Max's eyes slammed, and more than 8,000 dragon-level super masters slaughtered in a wave.

for a while,

Blood splattered.

The three hundred super masters faced the overwhelming enemy with even more fighting spirit in their hearts.

The blood splattered on the snow and condensed into pieces of hard stones.

"sister."

Under the city, Han Qingqing quickly delivered supplies while weeping.

Time passed slowly, and half of Jiangnan's supplies had been transported into the city.

On the top of the city, Yan Yihan vomited blood on the ground, her eyes were blood red, she still persisted.

"Quick, quick!!"

Han Qingqing's heart was about to burst, and she desperately directed the delivery of supplies.

Fu Xubai hurriedly walked out of the city, "Qingqing, go ahead and save people, Junze is about to die!!"

"You said, what did you say!"

Han Qingqing glanced back at the half of the supplies left, and was shocked.

Junze, how could something happen to Junze!

Fu Xubai said solemnly, "Leave this to me, you hurry in and save people, make sure everyone recovers."

Talk down!

Han Qingqing and Qin Yue ran desperately into the city.

"Brother Junze, you must wait for me."

At the west corner of the city, Jun Ze, Murong Yan and a group of soldiers who were dying were carried over, ready to be burned at any time.

"Junze, Junze!!"

When he saw the dying figure, Han Qingqing's heart shook violently.

Han Qingqing ran to him with disheveled hair, knelt desperately in front of him, and held him tightly in his arms.

"Uuuu, brother Junze, brother Junze, Qingqing is late."

"You don't want to die, I beg you not to die."

His legs were blown to pieces by the artillery fire, his face was yellow, his body smelled of gunpowder smoke, and the two eyeballs in front of him were so thin that they were about to protrude.

"Woooooo, Brother Junze."

Han Qingqing was extremely sad, and the tears could not be restrained from falling.

Qin Yue didn't turn around, her nose was sore, and tears could not help flowing down her cheeks.

What has he been through!

The person who used to be a personable, joking young man, was devastated by the war to such an appearance.

Qin Yue hugged Han Qingqing tightly, and the two embraced each other and wept so hard.

"Qingqing, Junze can still be saved, quickly treat him."

She suddenly saw Jun Ze's fingers trembling slightly, and said quickly.

Han Qingqing immediately let go of Qin Yue, hurriedly took out the heated gruel that had been prepared, and put it in his mouth.

Qin Yue began to treat others.

Outside the city, the battle was in full swing, and every time Yan Yihan hit the drum, dozens of masters in Xizhou fell.

And she, at this moment, has almost broken bones all over her body, and is resisting the killings from thousands of masters every second.

Opposite, thousands of super masters teamed up to deliver the strongest blow!

"puff!"

Yan Yihan vomited blood again, her body was in severe pain, and she was suffering the most pain!

"Marshal, we have lost three thousand people."

Opposite, the adjutant of the army hastily reported.

"What did you say??"

Max's eyes narrowed, "They know there are 300 people, how could they kill 3,000 of us!!"

"All of our injuries were suffered by her alone, and the rest can't be killed at all!" the adjutant said in horror.

"The whole army, concentrate on killing!"

Max's flag waving,

Immediately, the remaining 5,000 masters launched a terrifying attack at the same time!

"Boom!!"

The terrifying killing intent swept through like a monstrous wave.

"Boom!"

Yan Yihan couldn't hold it any longer, and was hit by the terrifying killing intent and fell into the snow.

Bloody clothes burn Hongyong City!

Xia Guo, everyone's hearts are shocked!

"younger sister!"

"Yan Xiang!"

"Your Highness!"

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Under the city wall, all the soldiers were furious in their hearts and shouted loudly.

Max breathed a sigh of relief, "Damn, she can't hold on anymore!"

The voice just fell.

Yan Yihan struggled to get up from the snow, she must not fall.

She is the hope of everyone in the Xia Kingdom. If she falls, there will be nothing left.

"Send the drum down the tower!"

Yan Yihan's eyes were slightly condensed, and he always exuded that chilling aura!

"Can you stop it once, can you stop it the second time?"

Max's eyes narrowed.

"Army formation, let me see what she's doing this time!!"

However, at the moment when he strengthened his confidence.

In the distance, the breath of 1,800 super masters instantly filled the audience!

The first person flew to the front of the two armies with heroic appearance.

"War Department, Zhang Chengyi, ordered to kill the enemy!!"