When Yelu Hong saw this scene, he was frightened. He finally understood why the Nanye Army fought hundreds of battles and still maintained a complete victory record and achieved the reputation of being the No. 1 hero in the world, because they had a general like Chu Jingzhe who dared to lead the way.

Chu Jingzhe was like a god of killing, fighting for a bloody path among the troops, and was about to come to the city gate.

Yelu Hong knew very well that with Chu Jingzhe's strength, ordinary soldiers could not hurt him at all, so he directly sent the finale of martial arts powerhouses.

This is his trump card, but now he doesn't care about so much. If the city gate is broken, even more than one million coalition forces will definitely not be able to stop Nanye's tiger and wolf army.

Moreover, if Chu Jingzhe was killed here, he might even be able to turn defeat into victory.

Once a soul figure like Chu Jingzhe dies, it will cause a shock to the entire Nanye Army and even the entire Long Kingdom.

Moreover, he is now deeply trapped in the siege of a large army, which is undoubtedly an excellent opportunity.

As he fought along the way, Chu Jingzhe himself didn't know how many people he killed, but when he reached the back of the city gate, his whole body was soaked in blood.

At this time, there were sounds of deafening impacts coming from the city gate. It was obvious that the Nanye soldiers outside were fighting desperately to attack the city. The heavy city gate was shaking violently, but it was difficult to break it for a while after being blocked by a steel bar as thick as a pillar in the rear.

At this time, coalition soldiers kept bringing huge rocks, trying to block the back of the city gate and even the entire corridor to prevent the opponent's army from entering.

Chu Jingzhe roared, and his true energy spread to the Shura Sword and slashed out suddenly.

"boom……"

The steel-forged door bar was cut off with one knife and the city gate was wide open.

Outside, Xu Huntian, Yue Canglang, Nie Ying and others were stunned. They originally expected that it would take at least a quarter of an hour to break through the city gate, but now they have easily broken it.

Following the slowly opened city gate, they saw Chu Jingzhe standing in a sea of ​​blood, holding a Shura sword, facing the hosts alone.

He was covered with wounds and blood was flowing everywhere.

He fought all the way through this hundreds of meters of corridor, and he was not only facing ordinary soldiers from the coalition forces, but also many powerful martial arts practitioners.

Chu Jingzhe has unparalleled combat power, but he is also a flesh and blood body, not a god.

He fought alone, fought in blood and came to the city gate, and suffered extremely serious injuries.

The moment the city gate was broken, Xu Huntian, Nie Ying, Yue Canglang and others saw the shocking wounds on Chu Jingzhe's body, their eyes were blood red, as if they were crazy.

"Ship Chu, the last future!"

Seeing this, Nie Ying's eyes burst out immediately. He roared and rushed in first. When the generals such as Xu Huntian and others rushed in saw this, their eyes were bloodshot and their murderous intentions soared into the sky.

They knew very well that the reason Chu Jingzhe worked so hard was to reduce his brother's robes in this battle.

He was determined to win the Qilian Pass, but if he exchanged the lives of 200,000 soldiers, Chu Jingzhe would never agree.

Therefore, he did not hesitate to take risks, but only wanted to allow more Minaminoro to walk off the battlefield alive.

Seeing this scene, whether it was Nie Ying, Xu Huntian, Yue Canglang and others, or other soldiers, the murderous intent in their hearts was completely ignited, and their eyes were blood-red, rushing into it.

"Dog, the bastard, kill them all!" Yue Canglang was like a violent bear, with a ferocious face.

January 17, the fifty-second year of the Apocalypse.

Chu Jingzhe led the way and broke through Qilian Pass, but he was seriously injured, leaving more than 30 wounds all over his body.

The news came back to Longdu, and the whole country was shocked. Countless people were nervous and sweated for him.

A few months ago, the Dragon Slaying Battle broke out. If Chu Jingzhe had not put on his armor again and turned the tide, the Dragon Kingdom today would have changed hands and suffered a lot of life.

Nowadays, everyone in the country is singing the real name of this hero of the world. Some people even burn incense and pray for him every day, wishing him a victory in the battle and quell the war as soon as possible.

In Longdu, Fenghua Community, Tan Xiaoxiao looked haggard. In the past few months, she had hardly slept peacefully and was worried all day long.

Chu Jingzhe was on the front line and couldn't even talk to him on the phone. He could only wait for the battle report sent back from the border every day.

When the daily battle report was heard, Tan Xiaoxiao couldn't help but feel nervous, afraid that he would hear bad news.

Every time she heard the good news, she would breathe a sigh of relief. However, just today, after hearing the news, she felt a sluggish feeling and felt a sharp pain in her heart.

"Chu Yu, don't have anything to do. You promised to support me for the rest of your life!" Tan Xiaoxiao looked into the direction of southern Xinjiang, with a worried look on his face.

Similarly, in the cabinet meeting hall, the three masters sat opposite each other and were speechless for a long time. The three masters Li Fanchen's eyes were filled with worries.

"I hope he's fine!"

The second-getter old man Jin Yuanqiao held a cigarette in his hand, but he was stunned until the cigarette burned and his fingers burned, and he came to his senses.

The old master of the Pavilion, Mu Hongwen, looked complicated, and there was a trace of guilt in his eyes.

Chu Jingzhe is the backbone of the Long Kingdom. Once he falls, the consequences will be unimaginable.

Fang Shan was in a sanatorium in Longdu, and he was solemnly wandering at the door of the ward for a long time. He didn't know whether he should tell Zhao Shanhe about this news.

"Fangshan!"

At this moment, Zhao Shanhe's weak voice came from the ward. Fang Shan pushed the door and looked at Zhao Shanhe who was as thin as firewood and pale, Fang Shan felt extremely sad.

This old man who worked hard for the country and the people all his life now has little life.

"Old Zhao!" Fang Sheng lowered his head and shouted.

"Is something wrong with him?" Zhao Shanhe asked with difficulty opening his eyes.

Fang Shan hesitated for a long time and finally nodded, "The war report came from the border of the southern border. Qilian Pass was captured by our army, but he was seriously injured. The specific situation is still unknown!"

Hearing this news, Zhao Shanhe only felt a loud buzzing sound in his head, and then a sharp pain in his heart, and he opened his mouth and vomited a large pool of blood.

Seeing this, Fang Shan was shocked and called the doctor while helping him up.

However, Zhao Shanhe shook his head weakly, "I'm sorry to him!"

"Old Zhao, don't worry, Chu Shuai Ji has his own appearance, he will be fine!" Fang Shan hurriedly comforted.

"We owe him too much, too much..."

In fact, it is not just Longdu, but all over the country, I don’t know how many people are in tears looking at the direction of southern Xinjiang, praying silently in their hearts.

At Nanjing University, all the teachers and students were silently reciting in their hearts, "Teacher Chu, you must hold on!" Although he is now the only commander in the country and in charge of the world's troops, in their hearts, he is still the Teacher Chu Yu.

Jinling, Lin Shiyu stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window in the office, looking worried and solemn.

"Brother, you must not be in trouble!"

"Chairman, he has extraordinary destiny and saved billions of people in the Long Kingdom from being poisoned. He will definitely be favored by God and will be fine!" Lu Yao said behind him.

I don’t know if I am comforting Lin Shiyu or comforting herself.
Chapter completed!