627: C627 The End of Bing Xian

C627 The End of Bing Xian

Beneath the ice castle were numerous figures, the scene of the past replaying itself today.

However, there were only a few people left in the impregnable fortress. There were also those harmless Samoyed who tilted their heads and looked at the foot of the mountain with a foolish smile. They did not seem to know that danger had quietly arrived.

Two huge Snow Tigers were lying on top of the mountain. From time to time, they would raise their heads and look at the figure standing on the command platform.

"Time flies. In the blink of an eye, we have conquered the Great Qin from this small mountain and carved out the legend of the entire continent. "

Han Xin smiled. There was a hint of ridicule on his face. He reached out and patted the railing. "We used the fastest speed to throw away the entire country. We fled in panic, like homeless dogs. Even a genius can't stop absolute power. I'm so unwilling! "

He clenched his fist tightly. He was wearing a snow-white armor, and the White Dragon Plume on his head trembled. Was Han Shuai really on the verge of death?

Someone kicked the black armor over and said, "Han Shuai, they have come up. Hurry up and leave. We will help you stall for a while. "

The snow white dogs on the snowy peak turned their heads and stared at the shadows rushing up from below. They began to bark wildly. Their thick feet and claws pressed against the blood, as if they were going to pounce on them. The Snow Tiger mother and son also stood up. Their tiger eyes were filled with killing intent.

"If you want to leave, you should have left long ago. The reason why you stayed behind was because you don't want to leave anymore. " Han Xin shook his head and smiled gently. He stretched out his hand and grabbed a snowflake in the air. "The end of the road. It's really the end of the road. The tribulation came so quickly. All the arrangements were shattered like paper. It was so fragile that it couldn't even withstand a single blow. "

Miserable screams could be heard from below. It was heartbreaking and filled with incomparable despair.

Han Xin lowered his head and looked at the snowflake. His originally sad heart had become numb.

In just a few days, the peaceful country had turned into a purgatory. Dead people crawled out in piles, turning them into corpses and monsters.

"I'm not leaving, let's stop here!"

He let out a long sigh. He discovered that the female Snow Tiger had already jumped over and was roaring at him.

"Although there are many of these things, they shouldn't be able to stop you. Hurry up and bring your child and rush out. " Han Xin said to the female tiger.

The Snow Tiger seemed to understand his words. It shook its huge head, raised its front paw, and patted on the command platform, indicating that it should leave together with him.

"No, I can't leave. I don't want to leave either. " Han Xin raised his White Dragon Spear and looked at the Samoyed that had fulfilled his wish. A glimmer of light flashed across his eyes.

"It has always been you who served us. Now, let us repay you. " He smiled and got people to move while the fortifications were still there.

The sleigh was quickly assembled and modified, making all the Samoyed form a huge square team. They used the sleigh cars together to form a strange snow giant dragon boat.

Saber and saber people were hung around the dragon boat, making the two Snow Tigers stand at the front and put heavy armor on them. Then, they touched their thick claws and smiled.

"It's your natural advantage in the snow. When these monsters reach the halfway point of the mountain, you will start to rush down. They won't be able to catch up to you in time, so they will go after you as they wish. Whether you can live or not will depend on your luck. "

Woof! Woof! Woof!

The heaven and earth had changed, and the spiritual energy was abundant. Those Samoyed seemed to have gained intelligence. They understood Han Xin's words and responded, but they were a little anxious and anxious.

"Kill!"

The last group of people from the Black Armored Army, the black iron torrent, was driving the snowfield war chariot and rushing down fearlessly. They pulled out the plug of the main vehicle and carried a large number of snowballs in the war chariot, increasing its speed to the fastest.

After that, they rushed down.

The flying Corpse Monster pounced on them. The Black Armored Army had already been sucked to death in the war chariot. The hissing sound was still echoing in the air. Before the echoes of the war chariot had even landed, they were already dead.

The wheels rolled down. Before the corpse could fully transform into the Corpse Monster, it crashed into the bottom of the mountain and shattered into pieces.

"Han Shuai, we'll be leaving first!"

The last leader of the Black Armored Army waved at Han Shuai and laughed loudly. He wiped away the tears at the corner of his eyes and jumped onto the chariot.

"Brothers, for the sake of not insulting the destiny of the soldiers, charge!"0

Amidst the furious roars, they could no longer look back. The moment they fell into the abyss, everyone turned back to look at the commander who had been residing in their hearts.

A qualified general, in the eyes of his soldiers, was definitely an idol.

Han Xin still had a faint smile on his face, but his eyes were blurred. The memory of the past was covered by his tears.

He raised his hand and waved it.

"Let's go. "

Boom!

Seeing that his last soldier had died, Han Xin wiped away his tears and pushed the huge dragon boat hard. "Charge! I hope you can live until the moment when hope appears!"

"Roar!"

The Snow Tiger let out a sorrowful roar, and those Samoyed also kept barking. A pained expression could be seen on their pitiful faces.

But in the end, they had to leave.

This was a unique army. They had charged away from the Corpse Monster army below, and the formation and blade above their heads had also blocked the attack from above. Their speed had increased their strength to the extreme, and they had also avoided a large-scale attack.

Like a white torrent, they rushed out, once again proving Han Xin's talent.

There was no turning back. No dog could stop. This kind of pushing force was too great. Their four legs could only keep running. It turned out that Han Xin was hiding wheels underneath. Even the two huge Snow Tigers in front of them were unable to stop at this moment.

They could only turn around and look at the tragic figure on the mountain.

The rumbling sound was incessant. It seemed like the entire snowy peak was collapsing. White snow was everywhere. This snowy mountain that was constructed by Wang Zhaojun was also starting to collapse.

Lying in the Gate of Xuan Pin, the pretty figure's hand moved slightly, and her heartbeat became even more obvious. The golden radiance on her body became brighter and brighter, and the Dharma Staff began to change. The flying golden phoenix began to fuse with the Dharma Staff.

The eyebrows on her charming eyes trembled slightly, as if she was struggling to wake up.

"I'm really a genius. "

Looking at the group of Snow Tigers that were disappearing into the distance, Han Xin laughed out loud and pulled out the White Dragon Spear.

"The wind is howling wildly, and you are unparalleled!"

The spear light was bright, and snowflakes were falling. In the end, the soldiers and immortals attacked, not for the sake of survival, but for the sake of finding out where the strength was fighting in their confused hearts.

The spear was sweeping. The snow was drifting. The mountain was collapsing.

After all, there was some blood mixed in the white snowflakes. Blood splashed out, and there was a fist hole in his chest!

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