Chapter 587 (2/2)
Hearing this, everyone was embarrassed.
Ning Feng sends some doubts to see Wang Jian one eye, eyebrow suddenly slightly wrinkled.
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Now, what happened around the martial spirit hall attracts the attention of all forces in the mainland.
It is no exaggeration to say that this battle is a battle that determines the fate of the whole Douluo continent, because this battle has gathered all the top powerful forces in the whole Douluo continent.
As the saying goes, when two tigers fight each other, there must be one injury.
No matter which side wins or loses, it will bring earth shaking changes to the pattern of Douluo continent for hundreds of years.
On this day, the Allied forces suddenly set out for the martial spirit hall.
The main troops were heavily armored cavalry and crossbow soldiers with certain soul power, with a total number of about 300000 people. The rest continued to guard the periphery.
At the same time, the same is true of Xingluo's actions.
The heavy armour cavalry and the crossbow troops, with 50000 people as a regiment, March in a neat pace and momentum.
On the grassland, banners are hunting, and the black torrent is galloping. Even if you are far away, you can see the marching army.
Wuhun City, the head of the city.
”Lord qianrenxue, your holiness, the Allied troops have begun to set out. It's less than 50 li away from our martial spirit hall!”
”At last?”
Qian Ren's white face with a dignified color, looking at the distant horizon.
It seems that in that distant place, you can already see continuous black lines.
The soul division troops outside the Wuhun city have been gathered back into the Wuhun city. On the top of the city, there are solemn looking soul divisions in the Wuhun hall. But if you look carefully, you will find that many people are silent.
”My Lord, has qiandaoliu recovered?”
Hu Lena looked around, suddenly worried, turned her head and asked Qianren snow.
Now it seems that the morale of the martial spirit hall is not very good.
”My grandfather has already recovered and is ready to fight at any time.”
Qian Renxue turns her head and looks at the holy mountain in the middle of Wuhun city. An old man sitting on the top of the holy mountain opens his eyes and smiles to her.
She also nodded slightly, but somehow her eyes fell on the temple of the Pope halfway up the mountain, with extremely complicated eyes.
It's not empty outside the city. People come in and out from time to time.
”The Allied forces advanced to forty miles.”
”Longque Douluo and Ziyun Douluo raided and were repulsed by the two title Douluo hidden in the enemy army!”
”The Allied forces are going on!”
”The attack of the lurking Douluo warrior is successful. The enemy's heavy cavalry regiment has been reduced by more than 4000 soldiers!”
”Advance the Allied forces to thirty miles!”
”Xingluo troops and Tiandou troops begin to contact!”
”Newspaper! The Allied forces are encircled
Outside the city of Wuhun, there are more and more soul divisions lurking outside, and there are also more and more heralds.
With the Allied forces getting closer and closer, the atmosphere in the martial spirit city became more and more dignified. On the top of each city, there were people wearing platinum robes, which appeared in the awed eyes of the soul masters in the martial spirit hall around.