The euphorbia in Yuan Baixiong's hand hit the ground heavily.

Suddenly, a cloud of yellow sand was thrown up all around.

Under the yellow sand, no one in Beijiang made any move.

"His grandma is really not afraid of death, is he?"

Yuan Baixiong looked at the hundreds of Northern Xinjiang men in front of him and cursed angrily.

"Three years ago, when His Highness led his three thousand Xuanjia troops to Northern Xinjiang."

"I once thought that only three thousand soldiers could defeat tens of thousands of barbarians."

"It's simply overestimating one's capabilities."

"But His Highness has created a myth abruptly."

"I still remember that day, there were corpses everywhere."

"On the war horses, three thousand Xuanjia troops are all facing north and facing south, holding Xuanjia knives, waiting for the return of a war horse carrying a white coat."

"I don't know about the Great Qin Horse that trampled the Six Kingdoms. I only know one thing."

"His Royal Highness Fusu saved Beijiang, that's all!"

A voice rang out from the crowd, followed by more and more voices.

Yuan Baixiong looked at Beijiang Erlang in front of him, gritted his teeth and cursed with a smile: "A bunch of guys who don't know how to live or die."

A man dressed in white slowly came to the top of the city.

He looked down at the hundreds of northern Xinjiang men.

He said loudly: "What we are facing this time are not the defeated barbarians, but the elites of Great Qin. Are you afraid?"

The crowd below said in unison: "Don't be afraid!"

"What if I never come back this time?"

"Then leave and never come back!"

Three thousand Xuanjia troops and hundreds of Northern Xinjiang soldiers spoke in unison.

The momentum is like a rainbow, resounding through the sky.

Fusu looked at the Xuanjia Army and Beijiang Erlang below, laughed and cursed: "A bunch of lunatics."

Today, yellow sand is rising outside Jubei City.

A young man in white clothes has a long sword hanging on his waist and riding a war horse.

Behind him were 3,600 horsemen.

Everyone rides a horse and carries a sword.

In the center of the 3,600 cavalry, a large flag fluttered under the yellow sand.

There is only one word on it.
Chapter completed!