Chapter 639: The Death of the Fire Scale Guard!
"The Thunder Lake Eight Desolate Formation, the sky is thundering!"

Nangong Tianxia's voice rang out again, as deafening as thunder.

Following his orders, the blood energy of the Lei Ze Dragon Riders behind him began to rise rapidly, and the thunder spears in their hands began to flash with dazzling energy. Every swing was accompanied by deafening thunder, as if it could tear apart the space.

The energy swirled and gathered in the air, eventually wrapping around the spears in their hands. Following the charge of many Lei Ze Dragon Riders, it transformed into thick pillars of lightning and struck directly at the position of the Huo Lin Guards.

The Fire Scale Guard's formation began to gradually collapse under the fierce attack of the Lei Ze Dragon Riders, and the soldiers scattered, trying to avoid the lightning spears that fell like raindrops.

However, those heavy-trampling Thunder Dragon Riders locked onto them tightly, and each attack was accompanied by a roar, smashing the Fire Scale Guards' soldiers into pieces.

"General Wei, retreat quickly!"

Shi Fuchen saw this from a distance, was horrified and shouted immediately.

If the only Taoist troops of Yanzhou and Chiyu Army were killed here, how would they continue the fight?
However, Wei Linchao seemed not to have heard it. He tightly grasped the Qilin Burning Sky Halberd, his eyes red, and stared at Nangong Tianxia as if he wanted to eat him alive.

"Huo Lin Guards, everyone evacuate, the front troops will follow me as the rear guard!"

Wei Linchao suddenly shouted loudly, and his roar echoed on the battlefield. He seemed to have forgotten his own pain and fatigue. He swung the Kirin Burning Sky Halberd again and led the remaining Fire Scale Guards around him to charge towards the Lei Ze Dragon Riders.

"Retreat! Retreat quickly!"

Wei Linchao's voice was already hoarse, but he still shouted with all his strength, hoping that every Huo Lin Guard could hear his orders and escape from this land of death.

He knew that the Fire Scale Guards were defeated, but at least they would not all die here!
On the battlefield, many soldiers of the Fire Kirin Guard who maintained the "Qilin Burning Sky Formation" began to retreat in panic, some riding, some running, or supporting each other, trying to find a glimmer of hope under the iron hooves of the Lei Ze Dragon Riders.

However, the Lei Ze Dragon Riders were too fast and too powerful, like a group of unstoppable hurricanes, leaving devastation wherever they passed.

Only a few remaining Fire Scale Guards were left beside Wei Linchao. They held their weapons tightly, knowing that they were doomed to die.

"General, we will cover your rear!"

A burly Fire Scale Guard stood beside Wei Linchao, his face covered in blood, but his eyes were fixed on the Lei Ze Dragon Riders that were approaching in front of him like a mountain and sea.

"it is good!"

Wei Linchao nodded, holding the Kirin Burning Sky Halberd tightly in his hand, as if he wanted to concentrate all his strength on this weapon.

He had already roughly figured out that this was obviously a setup aimed at him, the Huo Lin Guards, and Yuan Hongbu. He probably wouldn't be able to return alive from this battle.

The opposing Daqian army had painstakingly mobilized Lufa and Nangong Tianxia, ​​two of the world's top war gods, as well as the few Taoist soldiers of the Daqian Dynasty - the Lei Ze Dragon Riders.

It is not easy for the Chiyu Army to retreat safely without leaving anything behind after spending so much time and effort to set up the plan carefully!
On the current battlefield, either Yuan Hong stays, or he and the Huolin Guards stay!
Obviously, in response to the threat posed by the Taoist soldiers of Huo Lin Wei, Da Qian on the opposite side chose to let go of Yuan Hong, the top god of war.

Instead, Nangong Tianxia led the Lei Ze Dragon Cavalry to target Wei Linchao and Huo Linwei.

Unintentionally, Wei Linchao and Huolinwei, who originally thought it was just an ordinary rescue, brilliantly saved Yuan Hong from disaster!

The sound of the Lei Ze Dragon Riders' iron hooves was getting closer and closer, like a group of galloping wild horses, carrying destructive power.

Wei Linchao and the remaining Huo Lin Guards held their weapons tightly. They were like a group of moths. They knew there was a raging fire ahead, but they still rushed forward without hesitation.

"kill!"

Wei Linchao shouted loudly, waving the Kirin Burning Sky Halberd, and took the lead in charging towards the Lei Ze Dragon Riders.

The remaining Fire Kirin Guards followed closely behind, wearing scarlet Kirin armor, brandishing swords, shooting arrows, or throwing spears, trying to stop the charge of the Lei Ze Dragon Riders.

However, the strength of the Lei Ze Dragon Riders was too strong. Their iron hooves were like heavy hammers, and every time they trampled, there was a roar. The soldiers of the Huo Lin Guards were trampled into meat paste, or pierced through the body by lightning spears. The screams and the neighs of horses intertwined together, forming a horrible scene.

Wei Linchao brandished the Kirin Burning Heaven Halberd and rushed towards Nangong Tianxia desperately like an angry lion.

However, as a divine general with basic martial arts level 109, Nangong Tianxia is too powerful. The Sky-Splitting Divine Spear in his hand is like a real spear of heavenly punishment to Wei Linchao, and every swing of it is accompanied by the power to destroy the world.

"How dare a mere ant challenge this general!"

Nangong Tianxia snorted coldly, and swung the Sky-Splitting Divine Spear in his hand again, aiming directly at Wei Linchao's vital points.

Wei Linchao fought hard to resist, but the power of the Sky-Splitting Divine Spear was too strong, and the Kirin Sky-Burning Halberd in his hand was slightly shaken out of his hand.

"Pfft!"

With a slight sound, the Sky-Splitting Divine Spear cut through Wei Linchao's armor, leaving a deep wound on his chest.

Blood gushed out, dyeing the armor and the battlefield red.

"General!"

Upon seeing this, the remaining Fire Scale Guards cried out in surprise and wanted to rush to rescue, but their way was blocked by the iron hooves of the Lei Ze Dragon Riders.

He could only watch Wei Linchao fall in a pool of blood, his heart filled with endless grief and anger.

Wei Linchao fell to the ground, his eyes still wide open, as if he wanted to see the world clearly.

He gripped the Qilin Burning Sky Halberd tightly, as if he wanted to concentrate all his strength on this weapon.

However, his life was slipping away, and his power was fading away.

"Why...why is this happening..."

Wei Linchao muttered to himself in a low voice, his voice was weak and hoarse, as if it would be dissipated by a gust of wind.

He knew that he was powerless to save the situation, but he was still unwilling to die like this.

He also wanted to rescue the eldest son and help him regain the throne of King Yan; he also wanted to help him conquer the four directions and no one dared to disobey him; he also wanted
It's just a pity. There will never be another chance.

Wei Linchao's vision gradually became blurred. If he died, what would happen to the eldest son who was far away in Yanwang City?

The Yuan family is a group of jackals!

"Your Majesty, I have tried my best."

That bastard Shi Fuchen is courting death by the hands of the Yuan family sooner or later.

But these have nothing to do with him anymore.

Nangong Tianxia rode his warhorse Poxiao Zhuying and slowly walked to Wei Linchao's side. He looked down at the brother who once fought alongside him, with a complicated look in his eyes.

He won this battle, but he was also about to lose an old friend forever.

As the few Taoist military leaders in the Daqian Dynasty, the two of them were naturally old acquaintances and had even fought side by side more than once.

It's just a pity that as subjects, each serving his own master, they eventually ended up fighting each other.

(End of this chapter)