If you don't eat preserved eggs, you will die.

Even if he had three lives, he could only die at this time.

The bloody sword cut off the bloody river with one blow, and the surging river water turned into the power of military souls that filled the sky and scattered away.

And was affected by the collapse of the military soul.

The millions of elite members of the Song Empire began to become turbulent and scattered.

The influence of the military spirit on the rangers is not as great as that of the aborigines, but when a blue-black wolf cavalry appeared on the horizon.

The Song Empire ranger who wanted to resist at first turned around and started running away!

Although there were many fearless people during this period, when the mountains and plains were full of deserters, who could keep their mind steady and continue fighting?

"kill!"

Standing atop the two-meter-tall Xixia giant wolf, Yuan Hao looked at the defeated Song Empire soldiers with murderous intent on his face.

That day he fled in despair from the Song Empire. Today, he is back again!

"Ouch~"

As the giant wolf roared, hundreds of thousands of Xixia wolf riders came out of their nests.

The huge momentum made the remaining soldiers of the Song Empire dizzy.

They ran faster, but the number of deaths increased rapidly.

"presumptuous!"

Seeing the soldiers of the Ba Dao Army and the Xixia Wolf Cavalry harvesting the lives of Song Empire soldiers in large numbers, Meng Gong, who came from Yanzhou City, roared angrily.

In an instant, boundless power burst out from his body.

The Xixia Wolf Cavalry, which was originally very aggressive, suddenly became sluggish.

Even the soldiers of the Saber Army who were marching forward bravely have stopped now.

"Sir, help me!"

"Sir, help me! Help!"

"Lord Meng Gong, you came just in time!"

"Sir, please be careful, the emperor of the Apocalypse Empire, Cheng Mu, is here in person!"

The appearance of Meng Gong and his men made the remaining soldiers of the Song Empire feel like they had received an amnesty.

They saw the dawn of survival and ran to Meng Gong's feet rolling and crawling.

"A bunch of trash!"

Meng Gong looked extremely embarrassed when he saw the ranger soldiers bumping and crying.

What's the point of having a strong single-target Ranger? Without solving the problem of morale collapse, no matter how powerful the Ranger is, it will be difficult for him to achieve greatness.

"If the Yue Family Army and the Yang Family General were here today, they wouldn't be as embarrassed as you are!"

The strongest ranger army in the Song Empire represents the face of the Song Empire.

If it were the Yue Family Army and the Yang Family Army, they would not take a step back even if they died in battle!

"Sir, spare my life!"

"Sir, spare my life!"

Meng Gong's coldness made the fleeing Song Empire rangers feel as if they had fallen into an ice cave.

They have heard about Meng Gong's ruthless and cold-blooded nature. Is it possible that they will not end well today?

"Get off!"

Good news has come.

At this time, Meng Gong had no intention of paying attention to them.

At this time, all his attention was on Cheng Mu. When facing Cheng Mu, he, the strongest defense master in the Song Empire, also felt tremendous pressure.

"Oh, just a few of you?"

After seeing all the people arriving, Cheng Mu showed a smile on his face.

At this time, Meng Gong was accompanied by four powerful men.

Without any introduction from them, Cheng Mu recognized the identities of the four of them at a glance.

Wen Tianxiang and Sima Guang, who had met Nieba, as well as Fan Zhongyan and Lu You who were transferred from Kaifeng Mansion.

Although they are all civil servants, they still have a heart to serve the country!

"Huh, that's enough for me!"

When Meng Gong faced Cheng Mu alone, he was really under great pressure.

But at this time, the four celebrities behind him were each half-step Shentai realm experts.

They are household names in later generations and have a very high reputation. Naturally, their strength will not be low after they come in this life!

"Haha, I like it!"

Cheng Mu took a closer look at Wen Tianxiang, Fan Zhongyan, Lu You and others. Sure enough, they were exactly the same as the portraits passed to him by the Hidden Dragon Envoy.

He was so happy!

Wen Tianxiang, Sima Guang, Fan Zhongyan and Lu You, at this time he could recite the popular poems written by the four of them.

Being able to fight with them is truly a blessing in life.

Moreover, Cheng Mu had already made up his mind: kill them and then resurrect them.

In this way, don’t these historical officials and celebrities belong to his Apocalypse Empire?

"Death to the tyrant!"

Meng Gong did not hesitate anymore.

Taking advantage of the fact that the Apocalypse Empire's reinforcements had no time to pay attention to this place, he chose to fight quickly.

Although Cheng Mu is currently surrounded by Li Yuanhao and Nieba, two powerful men in the ghost and god realm.

But the scribe's attack methods were earth-shattering.

He has great expectations for Wen Tianxiang, Fan Zhongyan and others!

"presumptuous!"

Seeing that Meng Gong dared to take the initiative to attack Cheng Mu, Nieba and Li Yuanhao became angry.

They tried to stop Meng Gong, but were quickly knocked away by him.

In terms of strength, they are still not enough in front of Meng Gong!

"Haha, I haven't moved my muscles for a long time!"

Cheng Mu slowly raised the Han Chi Spear in his hand. Ever since he became the emperor, he had not had a good fight.

Although Meng Gong is strong, he has also set foot in the realm of the divine platform.

But this strength, he could see at a glance that it was a false altar blessed by the national destiny of the Song Empire.

In other words, Meng Gong's strength is still not enough.

Meng Gong is obviously not qualified to let him have a hearty fight!

But since Meng Gong wanted to die, he didn't mind giving him a ride.

With the murderous intent looming, the Han Chi Spear in his hand appeared in front of Meng Gong.

Dang!

A huge crash sounded.

It turned out that the menacing Meng Gong flew backwards with just one blow.

Even when facing the fairy-level Han Chi, the sharp blade in his hand had cracks.

Gap, an insurmountable gap in strength!

"tyrant!"

Meng Gong was unwilling to give in.

His whole body became ferocious, and he roared and rushed over again.

The sharp blade with cracks in his hand struck Cheng Mu's head with a swishing sound.

"Oh!"

Cheng Mu shouted softly, turned around slightly and dodged the blow.

The sharp sword shook his armor, making a creaking sound.

The next second.
To be continued...