Prince Long Rui did not sleep all night. Haotian's knowledge of the situation made him angry, but he had no choice but to give him an attack order against Luodian Town when the sun rose in the morning, and all his anger would be thrown towards the rebels.

He wants to use the blood of the rebels to pour out his supreme honor!

The soldiers of the dynasty were erecting guns and holding round shields, and carefully stepped across the burnt land, with their bodies lying everywhere and approaching Luodian Town.

Twenty thousand dynasties were overwhelming, and the sun shone on the armor and emitted a dazzling light. The yellow dragon flag was waving in the wind, and the sharp swords and guns made people frightened.

As the prince, Long Rui stood behind the attacking troops with a sword in his hand, so the dynasty soldiers advanced but did not retreat.

"I'm afraid that after this battle, our third emperor's subordinates will be reimbursed." On the mountain in the distance, Haotian's fierce eyes swept across the battlefield in the distance, and he made such a judgment.

Indeed, as Haotian said, Long Rui never took the lives of these soldiers who fought for him seriously. In his eyes, as long as the supreme imperial power and supreme wealth, the soldiers were just tools for him to step on the throne. Even if all his subordinates died in battle, he would not feel any pain.

In the early morning sun, Nanchuan soldiers with fierce faces and attacking dynasty soldiers once again started a bloody battle. The battlefield was noisy and shouting and killing were shocking the sky, and the sprinkling of blood stained the land red.

Wars have always been cruel and bloody. In this killing field, there is no mercy, no benevolence, righteousness and morality. The winner is the king and the loser is the enemy!

"General, the scout found a large number of rebels in the forest!" An officer hurriedly reported to Haotian, who was watching the battle.

Haotian seemed to have expected it, and there was no change on his face. He touched his chin and said with a smile: "The fish finally took the bait."

"Major General, please tell me that my brothers' swords have long wanted to drink blood." The generals with blue veins on their arms bared their teeth excitedly.

"How many rebels are there?" Haotian asked.

The officer replied: "At least 30,000!"

Haotian finally smiled on his face: "It seems we have adjusted a big fish."

The generals around were ready to do a big fight. They carefully designed such a huge set and were willing to give the rebels in Luodian Town to the prince Long Rui. The main purpose was that they had greater goals and greater ambitions.

"Major General, let's do it!" Some generals couldn't help but ask for a fight.

"No, let go of a gap and let them go to Luodian Town."

Faced with the generals' request for battle, Haotian stretched out his finger and shook it, and issued such a difficult order.

The five big and thick generals were like two monks who were not confused about this order, but the chief of staff of the army, Black Fox, looked into the battlefield of fighting, smiled. Faced with such a great gift, I wonder if the third prince Long Rui, who was eager for military achievements, could bear it?

Haotian is no longer the young follower who served Lan Yu'an before. He is now the majestic commander of the legion, holding 100,000 heavy troops. He is now showing his sharpness. Since Long Rui is snatching food from the tiger's mouth, he doesn't mind adding more materials.

The battlefield is dangerous. Even if Long Rui has a few shortcomings, even Emperor Long Yuan will not blame them. Isn’t his son brave and good at fighting? Since he has received the supreme honor, he must be prepared to die in battle.

Long Rui didn't know yet that he had been sold out by friendly forces. He was still excitedly commanding his troops to continue to attack Luodian Town!

In Long Rui's opinion, Luodian Town is already his possession. Annihilation of so many rebels has proved his courage. When his father is happy, he may be close to him.

Thinking of controlling the power of the world and accepting the kneeling of millions of subjects, a flush appeared on Long Rui's face excitedly.

"Attack with all your might! I want to have lunch in Luodian Town!" Long Rui was full of confidence and was determined to win Luodian Town.

The red waves followed one after another, constantly impacting the resolute defense line of Luodian Town. The soldiers of Nanchuan fought desperately, but did not give up any inch of land. The dynasty soldiers would pay the price of bleeding every step forward.

Although the Nanchuan soldiers fought to the death, they faced too many enemies, and they cut over one after another and two endlessly. The dense dynasty soldiers made people feel powerless.

After half an hour of fierce battle, all the defense lines on Luodian Town were lost, layered corpses filled the battlefield, and the strong smell of blood in the air made people difficult to breathe.

The injured Nanchuan soldier gasped heavily, and his sword was inserted into the ground, removing the tattered armor on his body. His face was ferocious and his eyes were fierce, like a violent beast, which made the dynasty soldiers dare not approach!

"Kill him!" The dynasty officer hid behind the soldiers, his voice trembling a little.

"Kill him! Rush up and kill him!"

"Ah--" Under the urging of the officer, the two dynasty soldiers mustered up the courage to poke the injured Nanchuan soldiers' chest with their spears.

"Puff!" The spear easily penetrated into the flesh and blood, and the face of the Nanchuan soldier became a little distorted due to the pain.

"roar!"

Suddenly, the Nanchuan soldiers roared, and the sword inserted into the ground slashed across the ground, blood spilled, and two excited dynasty soldiers were cut in half, and their intestines and internal organs flowed all over the ground, which was a terrible sight.

The Nanchuan soldier tried hard, and the spear inserted into his chest made him look painful. Big drops of sweat rolled down his forehead, and he lowered his high head.

Two more dynasty soldiers who could not help but feel the pressure rushed up. With the crisp crackling sound, they covered their bloody arms and rolled to the ground, making painful wails, and their arms were cut off with a knife.

"Kill!" The dynasty officer shouted and took the knife forward in person.

Puff! The dynasty officer looked at his chest in disbelief and fell unwillingly into a pool of blood.

Although the dynasty army had thousands of troops, facing the injured Nanchuan soldiers, they were blocked from moving forward as if they encountered an insurmountable mountain.

As time ticked by, the strong and brave Nanchuan warrior finally fell down, and dozens of wounds on his body flowed out the last drop of blood in his body.

Seeing the Nanchuan soldiers falling down, the dynasty soldiers holding their weapons breathed a long sigh, and the pressure pressing on their chest suddenly disappeared. Only then did they realize that their armor had been wet with sweat.

"General, Liu Haiqi Commander died in battle..." A soldier choked up and reported to Mengduo on the high walls of Luodian Town.

Mengduo looked up at the dense crowd of enemies, the falling figure with moist eyes.

"Brothers, Liu Haiqi Commander is a good example, and he has not insulted our Nanchuan Army's reputation! He died in his own position, and it's time for us next!"

Mengdu's voice echoed in Luodian Town. The surviving Nanchuan soldiers were filled with grief and anger. They held the broken sword in their hands tightly, and their faces rushed into the enemy troops in Luodian Town from the gap, with a ferocious expression!

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"Hurry and hurry!" On the road leading to Luodian Town, smoke and dust rolled, and 30,000 fully armed Nanchuan soldiers were running wildly towards Luodian Town, which was filled with smoke.
Chapter completed!