Emperor Lu's expression changed drastically. He grabbed the armrest of the chair and pressed his forehead incredibly: "He is back? When will he be?"

"It was just now that he appeared on the battlefield." The Emperor of Martial Arts said with a serious expression.

The Beilu Hou frowned: "No, I'm defeated."

Yes, it was defeated.

At this time, on the southeast battlefield, a commander of the Southeast Front Army ordered the 60,000 Dalu Army to launch a crazily charge.

Tens of thousands of Dalu troops forced their flying arrows into the Xice Army of the Northern Tang Dynasty, and launched a cruel hand-to-hand battle with a fearless attitude. On the long position front, they were simply trapped in chaos.

Although the Xice army sent by the Northern Tang Dynasty to rescue was elite, they could not withstand such a crazy and lifeless battle. They were defeated step by step.

Just when the Xice army was about to retreat.

A group of four people flew from the front in dust. One of them was the figures of countless Northern Tang soldiers who were familiar with them. They burst out with an amazing aura, floating in the air on the battlefield, and making a roar that rushed into the sky!

"I, Wang Ce, are back."

It's Sir Ce who is here.

These soldiers from Northern Tang were immediately injected with a crazy temperament and morale by the figure, and burst into shockingly shouting while launching a counterattack: "Long live, long live!"

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Chapter completed!