Chapter 1278 (2/2)

Hundreds of years of dreams, hundreds of years of fighting.

Today, it comes down to here, it comes down to them.

It comes down to their Regent.

One hundred years of dream, one day.

That great joy is beyond words.

The roar of hundreds of thousands of troops sounded like a thunderbolt in the sky.

With the wind blowing across the grassland, towards all directions.

Grassland, from then on to the north.

The sword pointed to the capital of Shengjing, and Ryukyu said coldly, ”enter the city.”

The horses carried their hooves and marched into the city of the Huns.

The banner of the Huns flying high above the city gate fell down on the wall.

Instead, it was the king's flag of the northern herdsmen. The iron black flag was flying.