Chapter 141 Becoming the Brightest Star in the World

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

The huge vortex generated in the center, with the power to tear apart the stars, devoured the loyal souls shining in the world one by one.

Thousands of people erupted with the power to shake the world and weep ghosts and gods.

This made tens of thousands more eager to win.

Among them, the Huns are the most crazy.

Roaring like a lion, Yuvro said that the kingdom he established on the grassland will soon extend to the land he has been watching for a long time.

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

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

Looking down from the sky, thousands of people are unable to move an inch in the 'mire'. At the junction with tens of thousands of people, the sand on the ground has become bloody mud, and the ground is trembling with red splashes from the footsteps.

One by one, the magic warriors fell, lying in a pool of blood.

Even if they have lost their hands and feet, even if it is the last moment of their lives, even if they use their teeth, they still continue to attack the enemy.

They inspire more Yuan Jiaerlang.

But on the hillside in the distance.

Gongsun Zan and Yu Fuluo had already started talking and laughing happily.

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

Gongsun Zan didn't answer, but just sneered repeatedly.

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

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

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

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

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

It is simply unbearable to lose.

But Yuan Jun has stagnated.

It is already a matter of time before it is eliminated.

"Father, what should we do?" Yuan Shang had already panicked in this massacre battle surrounded by the shadow of death.

There was a roar of anger, and a cry of death. Fallen people one by one, pieces of blood flying up.

This made Yuan Shang extremely frightened.

It's not scary to die, what's scary is knowing that you're going to die, and it's reasonable to panic.

He wasn't the only one who panicked, many people panicked.

"Where... is your eldest brother?" Yuan Shao searched among the chaos.

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

And in the worst place.

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

A lot of blood was flowing from his armor all over his body.

The big golden gun in his hand seemed to be fished out of blood plasma, and the strange bloody lines on it made him hold it tight all the time.

Around him are the most ferocious warriors.

He started the roll call.

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

The soldiers looked at him.

Yuan Tan temporarily ignored the soldiers of his side who kept falling not far away, he was no longer the innocent boy who threw up after seeing the dead body.

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

He wiped the Daosheng Fengyun gun in his hand, and looked very calm and calm in this hell, "Although you are only six people, in my heart, you are five thousand people, fifty thousand people. You are warriors who are enemies in this world. !"

Zhao Yun and the others looked extremely resolute.

"My lord, the general is willing to go together!" Wang Zhao knelt on the ground, followed by Peng An, Cen Bi and many others.

Yuan Tan felt very relieved, and said seriously: "The division of labor is different, and everyone's position is equally important."

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

Herod~

The Longli horse stood up, took the lead, and rushed straight to the front.

It is the most dangerous place, and there are the most crazy Hun enemies.

But there is also the place of glory.

There is the way home.

Suddenly, a delicate figure flashed across his mind. The biggest regret in this life seems to be 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 has never been a person who is not afraid of death, but is very afraid of death.

"Take your life!" His expression became extremely cold. At this moment, the blood of the enemy flew to all directions, but in this bloody wind, he began to calm down and turned into a demon god walking from hell.

The enemy is greeted with his destructive flames.

Just use your own life to leave your most beautiful picture scroll for the beauty in your heart and for the world.

puff puff~

Yaowu's golden gun shined in the world, taking away the lives of the Huns one after another, and the sound of the impact was so sweet.

Behind him, the athletes of the times are marching forward.

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

Dian Wei's savagery, under the pair of iron halberds, no matter who he is, is nothing but worthless.

Zhang Liao's stamina, the slanting moon wind and thunder halberd, is like the scythe of death, reaping.

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

Zhang He's knife can break mountains and rivers.

Yuan Tan's gun is the most dazzling star in this world.

"In my name, Yuan Tan..."

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

"In the name of my Dianwei..."

Who can really stand against them?

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

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

On the hillside in the distance.

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

"Impossible, how is this possible?"

At the place where his eyes were looking at, the blood that had been solidified once again boiled and flowed like a long river. This is simply unbelievable.

In the end, how can this trapped beast stop struggling, he seems to have endless power.

Yu Fuluo, as the king of the Huns, was also shocked by the sudden changes in the current war.

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

"Yuan Tan's banner guides the direction for his son. It seems that we are only here, and it is no longer possible."

As a king, Yu Fuluo has already realized something.

After speaking, he galloped down the hillside.

And his huge big man, depicting the banner of the King of the Huns with a golden eagle, followed.

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

Gongsun Zan also rushed to the front line without hesitation.

With the arrival of the grassland eagle flag, the low morale of the Huns began to skyrocket.

The Wang Banner inspires the beasts from the grassland.

For Yuan Tan, the pressure here began to become very huge again, and every step forward became extremely difficult.

The king's banner of the Xiongnu was getting closer and closer, and Yuan Tan could already see Yu Fuluo's ferocious face.

The Hun King, with a look of revenge and disdain, was slashing his neck with a knife, expressing something.

Just today, at this very moment, as King of the Huns, he will do one thing for his lost son. The name of the son of the Huns will remain with him forever in the long river of history.

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

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

Yuan Tan is a cloud fan.

He came here through time travel, and he was able to gain Zhao Yun's allegiance, which became one of the sources of blood and motivation in his heart.

But at this moment, Zhao Yun was obviously doing something.

One by one, the Huns fell around Zhao Yun. Even if countless enemies surrounded him again, in front of him, no one could resist.

Yuan Tan seemed to understand something.

And Yu Fuluo seemed to understand something. He galloped across the grasslands for decades, destroyed countless tribes, and killed even more people.

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

Here, there is also a person who is so self-indulgent, and he is still a Middle-earth.

The golden knife in Yu Fuluo's hand pointed at the approaching Zhao Yun, but instead he spread his arms, raised his head and closed his eyes.

At the corner of his mouth, there was a faint disdainful smile. "Ants can only lie down on the ground, but they don't know how to be humble, trying to provoke the tallest eagle..."

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