Snow: The Crown Prince of Chu, forced into marriage by the Minister of the Southern Palace with his

Are they saints who exist between heaven and earth?

No, no, no, then he wouldn't be a real dragon?

No, no, no, that's not right!

Why can't a sage be a true dragon? He was once a true dragon. He was the crown prince of Western Chu. He was a dragon to begin with!

Chen Zhibao once slew the dragon of Western Chu, and now the new dragon of Western Chu will rise on the former land of Western Chu.

Awaken once more? Become a true dragon!

Gulu...

Yao Jian couldn't help but swallow hard. He was a little confused and didn't understand.

why?

However, with battle imminent, there was no time for Yao Jian to think.

Yuan Zuozong snorted coldly, his voice like a thunderclap in Yao Jian's ears.

"Come to your senses!"

Yao Jian's body trembled violently, and he instantly slumped down, as if he had aged decades.

However, he quickly perked up, his cloudy eyes gleaming with longing. After all, to be able to fight a dragon was an unparalleled honor.

He wanted to test the dragon—whether it was a fake, a real, or...

Holy Dragon?

"kill!"

Chapter 81 The Great Snow: 1,803 Dragon Cavalrymen Die!

"kill!"

Yuan Zuozong roared, his one arm gripping the spear tightly, reigniting the momentum of the Great Snow Dragon Cavalry.

However, he now has fewer than a hundred people around him.

The tall banner in Qi Dangguo's hand was the banner representing the Great Snow Dragon Cavalry.

Even with his armor shattered and one leg missing without a trace, Qi Dangguo still stood there.

What about Yao Jian?

A long sword pierced his chest, and he reached out to grab the ground, his mouth filled with a mixture of mud and blood.

Unfortunately, the book he was carrying was also involved in the same incident.

Jiang Xuan was panting heavily, and blood was flowing from the Crimson Dragon Sword in his hand, as if the sword itself were bleeding.

He narrowed his eyes as he watched the snow dragon riders charge forward once again.

The battle just now was arguably the most dangerous battle Jiang Xuan had ever experienced in his life, bar none.

If he hadn't held his breath at the crucial moment, using the true essence of martial arts as his foundation, and instantly entered the realm of a terrestrial immortal, he probably would have died just now.

Even so, this battle still left him severely injured.

His internal organs, in particular, were already scattered and displaced.

If it weren't for his two breaths holding him up, and the fact that he had just entered the realm of a terrestrial immortal, Jiang Xuan would have already fainted.

Jiang Xuan knew in his heart that as soon as he let out this breath, he would not only faint, but his terrestrial immortal realm would also disappear.

When he faces the Great Snow Dragon Cavalry again, his fate is sealed and he will surely die.

But we can still fight!

Jiang Xuan suddenly jerked his longsword, and finally moved in the face of Yuan Zuozong's final charge.

Jiang Xuan, who had been standing still, now had his blood-red robe fluttering without any wind.

His black hair flew wildly, and his long robe made a loud rustling sound in the gale.

At this moment, Jiang Xuan lightly pressed his feet on the ground and slowly rose off the ground, as if he were standing on an invisible platform that had risen off the ground.

near,

very close!

At this moment, there was no fierce and unparalleled sword energy, only a faint sense of righteousness arising from his body.

Jiang Xuan's figure seemed to transform into a wisp of green smoke, making it difficult to see clearly and appearing ethereal.

He stood there, motionless, three feet above the ground in the void.

His pupils reflected the rapidly charging Snow Dragon Riders, fearless and relentless, charging forward without hesitation!

Standing at the farthest point, Qi Dangguo's face was covered in blood, but he still held onto the banner and roared angrily.

"Snow Dragon Cavalry! Charge!"

Sword energy scattered and permeated around Jiang Xuan's body, with countless sword energies swirling like a storm.

Countless sword energies, accompanied by countless amounts of flesh and blood, flew everywhere.

The entire 1,800-strong Snow Dragon Cavalry was wiped out.

……

……

Xu Xiao looked at the secret letter in his hand, and his body couldn't help but tremble slightly.

His eyes were bloodshot, and he clenched his fists, remaining silent for a long time.

Li Yishan's eyes were half-closed, and his face showed no expression.

died……

are dead.

All 1,803 members of the Great Snow Dragon Cavalry were dead.

This is the Great Snow Dragon Cavalry!

The elite of Northern Liang!

There were only about 10,000 in total, and now nearly 2,000 have died.

Most importantly, Yuan Zuozong, the commander of the Great Snow Dragon Cavalry, was killed in battle, along with his two other adopted sons.

Qi Dangguo, Yao Jian.

Although this is over, Yao Jian will likely be punished, perhaps even killed, for plotting against Xu Fengnian.

But before he could make a move, Yao Jian was already dead.

And his death was so tragic.

The Great Snow Dragon Cavalry will never retreat.

Just as Xu Xiao looked grief-stricken, as if he had aged more than ten years.

Three people suddenly burst in from outside. They didn't say a word and immediately knelt on the ground.

Xu Xiao could easily understand what they meant; they were simply asking to join the fight.

After all, his six adopted sons had their own conflicts and might even secretly try to kill each other.

But that was an internal struggle, and this is different.

My brother, who had risked his life for me for decades, was killed. I would be a disgrace if I didn't avenge him.

Chen Zhibao, in particular, had his eyes lowered and his expression cold.

You should know that over the years, he has only had one friend, Qi Dangguo.

Aside from Xu Xiao and Qi Dangguo, he wouldn't care if anyone else in Beiliang died.

But with Qi Dangguo dead, he must take Jiang Xuan's life to pay for the blood debt!

However, Xu Xiao remained silent for a long time in front of the three people kneeling on the ground.

He took a deep breath and sat down.

Li Yishan, his hair now completely white, remained silent.

Chen Zhibao, Chu Lushan, and Ye Xizhen knelt there.

Speechless.

……

……

Northern Mang, military tent.

Tuoba Pusa's eyes lit up when he saw the secret letter in his hand, and then he burst into laughter, revealing a smug and excited expression.

After all, they had fought countless battles, large and small, against the Northern Liang over the years in the Northern Mang.

Countless people died at the hands of the Northern Liang people, not to mention the three adopted sons of Xu Xiao, the King of Northern Liang.

Yuan Zuo Zong! Qi Dang Guo! Yao Jian!

Very good!

Very good!

The 1,800 Snow Dragon Cavalry are at least equivalent to 5,000 or 6,000 Northern Barbarian troops.

What if Yao Jian is dead? Add 30,000.

What about Qi Dangguo?

Add 50,000.

Yuan Zuozong?

This man himself is worth at least 100,000 men. After all, he once managed to hold out against 40,000 heavy cavalry with only 15,000 light cavalry until victory.

He was the fiercest warrior in the Northern Liang army and the best cavalryman.