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Chapter 1946 Prince Long Qi

Chapter 1946 Prince Dragon Flag

Wu Qingcang sighed and said, "Do you think Your Highness doesn't understand the current situation? Since he has gone, it means he will not come back. And what can I do when I come back? I tied up Your Highness and sent it out of Wolong Mountain?"

"Even so, it's better than letting Your Highness fall into trouble!" the man said anxiously.

"it's useless."

Wu Qingcang still shook his head and said, "For the rest of us, if we lose this battle, as long as our lives are still there, it will not be the worst result. But for Your Highness, losing here is equivalent to death."

Obviously unwilling to say more about this topic, Wu Qingcang gritted his teeth and said, "If you send the order, everyone will fight to the death. If this battle does not retreat, you will only win or die and sacrifice your life for the country, it is time!"

After saying that, Wu Qingcang turned around and looked at the deputy generals and staff members beside him, and suddenly smiled and said, "Everyone, it's time for us to go to the battlefield. Now this war no longer requires a marshal or commander. What we need is soldiers who can kill the enemy."

The generals and officials at the scene looked at each other, then bowed at the same time, and shouted: "The country supports me, and I will serve the country."

Just at this moment, a flag suddenly erected on the battlefield.

The flag was made of yellow, and a golden dragon surrounded it.

"It's the Prince's Dragon Banner!"

Immediately someone recognized it and exclaimed at the flag.

At the same time, on the battlefield, around the flag, someone shouted loudly: "The prince is here! The prince is fighting with me! Our army will win!"

The almost roaring roar spread, and the Qin army heard it cheered, and then someone roared.

"The prince is here! The prince is fighting with me! Our army will win!"

Like a relay, shouts quickly spread throughout the battlefield.

The Qin army who heard it turned around and looked back. The golden dragon flag that was rushing in the strong wind and fluttering in the wind was so bright and dazzling, like a light in the darkness, or like a sailing light in the lost path.

When every Qin army saw that flag, it was excited and passionate.

"Our army will win!"

The shouts from the soul came from every Qin army, and their exhausted bodies were aroused by new strength, and their anger was ignited by the infinite fighting spirit and high fighting spirit.

"kill!!!"

A most ordinary Qin soldier was surrounded by three Liao troops and instantly chopped him to the ground. However, before falling to the ground, he let out an angry roar, regardless of the swords and axes around him, pounced on the Liao army directly in front, and used his last strength to send the weapon in his hand into the other party's chest.

Looking at the other party's disbelief, the Qin Bing grinned and two swords penetrated his chest. It was obvious that he could not live.

But at this moment, he has more strength than ever.

"Go to death! It's the grass mud horse!"

The Qin soldier kicked away the Liao army, which had been pierced through the heart in front of him, and then he was stuck with two weapons from the enemy. He turned around and had no weapons and hugged the Liao army on the left. Amid the latter's terrified screams, he opened his mouth and bit the other party's neck.
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