Li Yunlong: I can lead the independent regiment to overthrow Bantian in northern Shanxi, and I can also lead the Zhenbei army to overthrow the surrounding areas in Daqian!
Elite? Damn, I've only been fighting elites in this life!
Don't worry about whether his official position is high or small, just fuck him first!
A pot of poisonous wine passed through the intestines, and the deposed prince Li Yun opened his eyes and was already in the body of Shura!
Three thousand cavalry broke through the East Palace to ambush, and the blood-stained gold medal split through the wind and snow of Zhenbeiguan.
He forged Mo Dao that could split heavy armor, trained wolf riders to drink blood and eat meat, smashed Tibetan iron cavalry at the Tanggula Mountain Pass, and burned out Japanese wolf smoke at the Fuji crater...
A secret attack in the court? Cut it with a horizontal sword! Hundreds of thousands of coalition troops? The horse's legs are broken!
When the prince forced him to go to the palace, he put on his old armor with thirty-seven scars and fought back to the Jinluan Palace. However, he tore the imperial robe to pieces in front of the dragon chair: "My sword is only for cutting foreign enemies!"
Fifty years of war, eight thousand miles of bloody roads, and wolf-head flags planted all over the tents of the kings of the four barbarians.
In his twilight years, he still led his army to defend the isolated city. With a spear stuck in his belly, he still shouted "the wolf flag will not fall" until the stars fell off the mountain.
The history books weep with blood: The King of Zhenbei did not claim the title of emperor, but the spirit of the army of Daqian was forever engraved in the world - wherever the wolf flag points, there is a place where the sword shines!
When encountering an enemy, he will always draw his sword and never care whether he wins or loses.
Take life and death lightly, and do it if you don't accept it.
Fast paced and no heroine.
(Those who like a slow pace should proceed with caution)
