Chapter 640: Wei Linchao of the Chiyu Army died in battle!
"Wei Linchao, you don't have to do this."

Nangong Tianxia said softly, with a hint of regret and emotion in his heavy voice.

"Haha...ahem..."

Wei Linchao suddenly burst into laughter, but his laughter was mixed with violent coughing.

He coughed up a mouthful of blood, which splattered on Nangong Tianxia's combat boots.

"Hahahaha... I eat your salary... and share your worries."

“Nangong Tianxia… my skills are inferior to others… I am destined to die here… But I, Wei Linchao… cough cough… am definitely not a coward… cough cough… today’s battle… cough cough… this is my fate… I deserve to die!”

Wei Linchao spoke with difficulty, his voice becoming weaker and weaker, as if it would die out at any time.

Nangong Tianxia looked at Wei Linchao silently. He didn't say anything, but just silently watched this old friend who was about to leave.

Wei Linchao was a true warrior. Even though he was in a weak position, he still worked hard for his former master in the Chiyu Army to maintain his power. He used his life to interpret what loyalty and bravery were.

However, his loyalty only belongs to the former King of Fire and the eldest son of King of Fire who is under house arrest in King of Fire City, not the current King of Fire's teacher Fu Chen.

Nangong Tianxia looked at Wei Linchao's body which was gradually losing its vitality, and he lowered his head silently.

"Rest in peace, Fire Scale God of War - Wei Linchao!"

Nangong Tianxia said softly, turned and left the battlefield.

He is a real man, but it's a pity that he followed the wrong master!
At the same time, in front of the Chiyu army, Shi Fuchen, the current Flame King, was standing on a high platform with a sharp gaze, but he could not hide his inner panic and shock.

He witnessed with his own eyes the Fire Scale Guards being defeated step by step under the fierce attack of the Thunder Dragon Riders. The once indestructible formation was now like a candle in the wind, crumbling.

What was even more difficult for him to accept was that Wei Linchao, the famous Fire Scale God of War in the Chiyu Army, actually chose to stay at the rear and single-handedly block the tidal wave of enemies, and ultimately died heroically.

Shi Fuchen clenched his hands into fists, his nails digging deep into his palms, but the pain was not even one ten-thousandth as much as the shock and grief in his heart.

He looked at the blood-stained land in the distance in disbelief. Wei Linchao's figure gradually became blurred until it disappeared.

At that moment, he seemed to hear the sound of his own heartbreaking, a complex emotion mixed with regret, helplessness and anger.

How could he not know General Yuan's evil ambitions? No matter how incompatible Wei Linchao was with him, he was still a general in the Chiyu Army.

As long as Wei Linchao is in the Chiyu Army, even Yuan Shao and others who have Yuan Hong will not dare to be too presumptuous.

Therefore, all along, relying on the checks and balances between Wei Linchao and Yuan Shao and others, he has had a very high say in the Chiyu Army.

But now, Wei Linchao died on the spot, while Yuan Hong of the Yuan family was safe and sound.

After this.
"This...how is this possible..."

Shi Fuchen's voice was low and trembling. He tried to find a reasonable explanation, but he could only face the cruel reality.

Yuan Shao and Yuan Shu, who were standing by, were also shocked by this sudden change and turned pale.

Yuan Shao frowned, and a trace of regret flashed in his eyes. After all, even he had secretly admired Wei Linchao's bravery and loyalty.

And Yuan Shu, despite his panic, inadvertently revealed a hint of barely perceptible joy in his eyes.

He knew very well that Wei Linchao's death in battle was undoubtedly a heavy blow to Shi Fuchen and even those Chiyu troops who were loyal to the Yanwang Palace, and it was likely to shake the morale and foundation of the Chiyu troops.

But for the Yuan family, this might be a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Yuan Shu's eyes flashed with a sinister look, and he began to think about how to use the current situation to gain greater benefits for himself. "Your Majesty, we must retreat immediately and conserve our strength for the future."

Yuan Shao was the first to break the silence. Although his voice was steady, he could not hide a hint of anxiety.

If they do not retreat in time, the Chiyu Army may face the danger of a total defeat if the Lei Ze Dragon Cavalry and the Da Qian army behind them take the opportunity to attack.

"retreat……"

Upon hearing this, Shi Fuchen looked at Yuan Shao with a complicated gaze, then turned to the smoke-filled battlefield in the distance.

The confused voice drifted in the wind, carrying with it endless reluctance.

But it's too late now!
Nangong Tianxia, ​​with the heavy cavalry Taoist soldiers behind him - the Lei Ze Dragon Cavalry, was like an unstoppable torrent. They followed the retreating Huo Lin Guards and took the opportunity to kill the Chi Yu Army.

Many figures wearing dragon scale armor galloped across the battlefield. As they swung their thunder spears, the aura spread out. Pillars of thunder and lightning continuously bombarded the positions of the Chiyu Army, destroying all obstacles in their way.

The front line of the Akami Army was thrown into chaos. The soldiers panicked and retreated one after another, trying to escape this destructive force.

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

When Shi Fuchen saw this, he felt an indescribable grief and anger in his heart.

But they also knew that if they did not retreat in time, the Chiyu Army would be in danger of a complete defeat.

However, at this time, the retreat route of the Akami Army's vanguard had been blocked by the Lei Ze Dragon Riders, as if they were trapped in an inescapable cage.

"Your Majesty, make a decision quickly!"

Yuan Shao shouted anxiously, with a hint of urgency and panic in his voice. If he hesitated any longer, the Chiyu Army would be doomed.

Shi Fuchen clenched his teeth, his eyes were sharp, but he could not hide his inner panic and helplessness.

He glanced at Yuan Shao and Yuan Shu beside him, and a complex emotion surged in his heart.

However, at this critical moment, Tan Mengjun instantly waved the military flag in his hand.

As the military flags were waved, the large number of Daqian troops behind him seemed to be activated and rushed towards the Chiyu army.

With the Lei Ze Dragon Riders as the vanguard, they were like an unstoppable torrent, destroying the Chi Yu army into pieces.

The soldiers of the Chiyu Army fought hard, but the power of the Daqian Army was too strong. Their lines were broken up time and time again, resulting in heavy casualties.

When Shi Fuchen saw this, he felt an endless surge of grief and indignation in his heart.

"Retreat! The entire army retreats!"

Shi Fuchen finally gave the order to retreat, his voice hoarse and low.

As the red military flags around Shi Fuchen continued to wave, many Chiyu troops in the rear who had not yet come into contact with the Lei Ze Dragon Cavalry began to retreat in an orderly manner. However, the offensive of the Daqian army was too fierce, so they could only fight and retreat, trying to find a glimmer of hope under the iron hooves of the Lei Ze Dragon Cavalry.

However, the Lei Ze Dragon Riders were like a group of sharks that smelled blood, locking onto the Chi Yu Army tightly.

They continued to charge, trample, and kill, swallowing up the soldiers of the Chiyu Army one by one under their iron hooves.

Shi Fuchen watched the soldiers around him fall one by one, and an indescribable grief surged in his heart.

(End of this chapter)