At this point, the Soul-Breaking Valley has become another sad place in southern Xinjiang.

Here, a great hero from southern Xinjiang and a hero of 30,000 children were buried.

Since then, every year today, countless Nanye Gulangs have spontaneously come here to pay tribute.

Over time, many ordinary people will come here on this day to commemorate the martyrs.

Even many years later, people will still not forget that on that day, Qiu Yi, the governor of the Northern Frontier, and his 100,000 gangsters took off their battle helmets, knelt on one knee, and saw off these 30,000 comrades.

I will never forget that Chu Jingzhe, the commander of the country, buried his brothers with his own hands and the Nanjiang man in the bloody Soul-Breaking Valley.

That day, the commander-in-law protected the country, two lines of blood and tears shed from the tiger's eyes, and he was heartbroken...

Soon, Yuan Zhenshan led 200,000 elite troops from Xiye to the exit along the canyon.

Just in time, I saw a skeleton falling from the sky, and my whole face was beyond recognition. I could never find a complete piece of skin on my body.

Such a tragic appearance was shocked even by the soldiers on the battlefield who had been bathing in blood all year round.

Then, Yuan Zhenshan and others saw the huge mound of soil just buried by new soil on the edge of the canyon, and the eight big characters on the cliff that was as smooth as a mirror.

Everyone was deeply shocked by the scene in front of them, and they were speechless.

Seeing Chu Jingzhe's back slowly leaving, Yuan Zhenshan wanted to speak several times, but finally he held it back.

He knew that Chu Shuai felt more uncomfortable than anyone else at this time. He could not disturb him, so he could only watch him leave silently.

Yuan Zhenshan looked at the eight big words on the cliff above and had already thought of something in his mind, but he couldn't help but ask Qiu Yi.

"Where are them?"

They naturally refer to Yue Canglang who guarded this place and the soldiers of the Nanye.

Qiu Yi looked solemn, and said in a deep voice to the buried mound of soil on the canyon: "It's gone, it's all here!"

A few short words shocked Yuan Zhenshan and the Nishiye soldiers behind him.

They have seen the tragic battle.

Along the way, the entire canyon flowed into a river of blood, and the corpses were all over the ground, like a real purgatory corridor.

Even a veteran like him who has been fighting on the battlefield for many years was shocked.

Yue Canglang led 30,000 elite troops in the Nanye to defend the Soul Valley to death. He used his flesh and blood to resist the charge of the dynasty's 100,000 iron cavalry, and did not give in a single step, and he had not lost any land.

Thirty thousand sons, strong and strong, compose a sad song!

At that time, the eight royal clans gathered millions of troops to siege Longdu City. They met Yue Canglang once and admired the honest and cheerful man.

But he never thought that after the battle, he would be bleeding here.

Yuan Zhenshan slowly took off his battle helmet and bowed deeply to the front three times. The same was true for the 200,000 Western Region soldiers behind him.

Although most of the 30,000 heroes who died in battle were not known to them, they had the same identity - a soldier!

They have the same mission, which is to protect the mountains and rivers of the people.

For this, we will pay the price of our lives.

The light of dawn fell on the southern border, and the storm that lasted for a whole night finally stopped.

After the new rain in the empty mountain, the air was originally the freshest at this time.

However, at this time, there was a strong smell of blood in the air in southern Xinjiang, which was disgusting.

At this time, the battle on the main battlefield is coming to an end.

Ying Shang, the commander of the dynasty coalition, has been killed by Chu Jingzhe himself. Now, his head is nailed to the southern border with Shura sword.

The dynasty coalition lost its commander and its high-end combat power was killed. Even some generals were eliminated by members of the Tiance God General.

The battle has developed in a one-sided trend, with only two million cavalry of the dynasty, and now there are hundreds of thousands left. However, without unified command, it is just a mess of sand, which is not fearful at all.

On the other hand, the soldiers of the Minamino Army became more and more courageous as they fought.

"Dongdongdongdong..."

The war drums were still like a shout, urging the souls of the Nanye soldiers, rejuvenating their already exhausted bodies.

The Canglong banner is broken and full of holes.

But it is still floating in the sky, huddling, as if to tear apart the void and soaring in the sky.

Soon, the dynasty coalition forces fled. Once this situation began, the last bit of morale of this legion was destroyed.

"The whole army obeys the order and kills them all, don't let anyone go!"

The blood-clothed Marquis Xu Huntian roared, and his whole body rushed forward like an arrow.

However, there was a figure faster than him, and it was Nie Ying.

He is known as the nickname "Pengyun Arrow" and has always been the fastest one, but now he is also seriously injured, with blood soaked in his armor.

However, these injuries could not suppress the anger and murderous intent in their hearts, and they were like a beast, killing towards the enemy.

As the saying goes, it is easy to get three armies, but it is hard to find one general.

An excellent general can greatly infect the morale of his soldiers on the battlefield.

For an ordinary soldier, the momentum of the general determines their morale.

If the general is sick all day long, it is obviously impossible to make this legion's combat power stronger.

However, if a tiger general is a tiger, even if he is equipped with an ordinary legion, his combat effectiveness will be greatly improved.

Southern Xinjiang is known as the number one hero in the world. It is not only Chu Jingzhe, but also the great reputation of countless soldiers under his command fighting bloody battles on the battlefield.

The morning light breaks through the dawn and the sun rises in the east.

The dynasty coalition forces fled all the way, and even the battle flag was thrown to the ground.

In the rear, the Nanye Army chased him reluctantly and bit him tightly.

Along the way, the dynasty coalition forces suffered heavy casualties and paid a huge price. At this time, there were less than 500,000 people.

When a legion's faith is defeated, no matter how strong the combat power is, it is not scary.

Even these Iron Cavalry members of the dynasty could not believe that they would be defeated by these ants in the secular world.

Once upon a time, they stepped on the country and killed the creatures in this world to the point of being frightened and stepping on their backbone. What a glory it was.

But this time, they were the ones who lost, and this psychological gap is unacceptable.

The most important reason for chasing the truth is that in this life, a Chu Shura appeared in the secular world.

He alone carried the banner of the world and shouldered the hope of the people of the world.

The dynasty coalition forces whose faith collapsed had no intention of fighting and fled all the way.

"kill……"

Suddenly, a terrifying shout of killing sounded from the mountains ahead, and two legions suddenly rushed out and blocked their way.

The Vermillion Bird Banner and the White Tiger Banner echo each other.

This is the 400,000 elite troops in the Western Regions and the Northern Territory led by Yuan Zhenshan and Qiu Yi.

These two legions suddenly came out and intercepted the dynasty's remaining soldiers. The dynasty coalition was completely scared.

Many people directly chose to surrender, but even if they kneel down and surrender, they still couldn't escape death, because Xu Huntian had ordered them to be killed without leaving any one.
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