Yang Mu, the leader of the Nightmare Armor heavy cavalry, looked up to the sky and shouted angrily, then led more than a thousand surviving Nightmare Armor heavy cavalrymen and launched a desperate charge against the Modao sergeants.

Liu Tianhe is dead, and the defeat ahead is obvious!

All this shows that they have no hope.

In this case, rather than being crushed to death by Sergeant Modao, it would be better to launch a final charge.

Let those people of Great Qin know how brave I am, Erlang Xi Chu!

"Bang bang bang!"

Yang Mu, holding a heavy ax, led the way and charged into the Modao formation, followed closely by more than a thousand heavy cavalry.

More than a hundred Mo Dao soldiers were killed by them with all their strength.

"Come die!"

With a ferocious expression on his face, Yang Mu tried his best to split open a Mo Dao sergeant again. At this moment, his armor was covered with warm blood.

There are his own and Sergeant Mo Dao's.

"rinse!"

Just as he was about to take back the giant axe, two Mo Dao sergeants cut off the legs of the horse he was riding on, one on the left and the other on the right.

"hiss!"

The horse howled miserably and then fell to the ground!

The Yang Mu above him was also brought to the ground by the horse without noticing.

Then countless Mo Dao flashed in his eyes.

"Your Majesty, I will try my best!"

Immediately, countless Mo Dao swamped him.

A flash of scarlet bloomed, and the brave commander of Western Chu fell like this on the cruel battlefield.

With his death, this tragic fight finally came to an end.

Thirty thousand vs thirty thousand!
Chapter completed!