Dragon-Marked War God Chapter 4290: Battle of the Guardian

"You should go back first, His Royal Highness Crown Prince, Little Chen may not be able to wake up in a while, maybe one day, maybe one year."

Long Shisan shook his head and sighed. He also knows that the whole country is now shaky and has encountered an unprecedented crisis. Before, he had been linked with Crown Prince and killed many Feathered Race enchantresses. Feathered Race The temptress is dead, but many of her partisans still have a great role, making the entire Lin Guo be pinned down by those people, so that danger lurks on every side, fraught with holes, Lin Guo is in danger, this is not a good Trillion, so Lin Tianlin came to seeks an audience Jiang Chen three times.

Lin Tianlin was a bit disappointed, but he could only nod silently. In the past three days, he beheaded a lot of Feathered Race remnants, but the other party’s forces are pervasive, and there are still people dying. Those guys are like maggots. , It is extremely headache, and wanting to completely remove it is tantamount to nightmare. Although Lin Tianlin has worked hard, but the result is still a lot of money. Although Lin Guo has not yet been completely chaotic, there may be chaos at any time. , The building will fall, Lin Tianlin's heart is extremely precarious.

The enemy’s secrets are clear, Lin Tianlin’s every move will make them ready for defense. Although Child of Heaven is under the feet, those desperate men and the Feathered Race’s partisans are all dying and must stir up the imperial capital. , The city is full of ups and downs.

"Alas."

Lin Tianlin sighed, the teacher didn’t go out of the day, for him, it was a great worry. Now that he is unable to control the situation, he will continue to do so. He is worried that Feathered Race is not coming, they are already Self-disruption.

While Jiang Chen is set, cultivation is imminent, but he knows Lin Tianlin’s pains, and he also knows that Human Race is in dire straits now, Feathered Race is about to move, Lin Tianlin wants to ask himself take action, but without absolute certainty, Jiang Chen will never go out.

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At night, a strange gust of wind rose across the entire emperor, the bright moonlight shining on the ground, and the crescent moon crescent, like a silver hook, sharp and gentle and reserved.

A sound of blood-curdling scream sounded, like the roar of Yasha, the city gate was broken, black shadows on the sky kept passing, the city guard soldiers were killed one after another, silently, the dead and wounded armor, Halfway through.

In the inner courtyard of the palace, Lin Zhuo's eyes suddenly opened, his face gloomy, rising from the dragon couch.

"It's time to come, finally here."

Yang Zhuo said in a low voice, muttering to himself.

Getting off the bed, Yang Zhuo slowly pushed the door open, coldly said:

"Array, meet the enemy!"

The simple and concise four words exude endless domineering, the king of Human Race, and the king of a country. At this moment, we are finally going to war with Feathered Race. Over the years, Human Race has been adhering to the desireless and undemanding attitude, and It is not that Yang Zhuo is afraid of Feathered Race. Once the war is launched, only the innocent people will die. In order to make the Human Race people live and work in peace, he has always been indifferent. He has never had any crusade against Feathered Race. This way, it also makes Feathered Race more The unscrupulous, even thought that Human Race was completely afraid of them.

The arrow had to be sent on the string. Nowadays, people have been bullied to the door of their home. Even their own officials in the Central and Central Governments, their blood and blood are close relatives, and they have killed countless people. Even if he is calm, he cannot be indifferent. For his loved ones, he It can be tolerated, but for the sake of Human Race Jiangshan She Ji, he can't bear it!

When the humeral ministers of Lin Guo fell more and more, he already knew that the war between Feathered Race and Human Race was imminent. No one in simply could resist it. This war has been brewing for a long time. One hundred years, the final result, can only come to an end if one party falls down.

As a Human Race emperor, Yang Zhuo was naturally prepared for the huge Human Race, could he still be bullied by his barbarous generation? Although he has not made any achievements in the emperor's mausoleum in recent years, Feathered Race has never dared to start with Human Race, because his exist(ence) made Feathered Race afraid. If it were not for the death of the Feathered Race enchantress, it completely angered Feathered Race and became this In the battle of ***, for at least ten years, Feathered Race may not dare to vigorously enlist in person. Without absolute certainty, they embarked on the road of expedition, which is even more difficult.

The fact is that the death of the Feathered Race enchantress not only made them very popular, but also became a ***, with both pros and cons, the war is coming, Lin Zhuo is ready, this war will be thorough Changing the fate of Human Race, the entire Chizhong region will be caught in turmoil.

"Ah! Is this the end of the world? A lot of Feathered Race monsters."

"Did even our Human Race emperors fall?"

"I don't want to die here, help!"

"It's time to fight, everyone run!"

Countless blood-curdling scream sounds, roaring sounds, echoed in the imperial capital, the surrounding mountains, covered with countless people of Feathered Race, count 100,000, among the imperial capital, shouting to kill the sky, more and more people, Start panic, start running around, and start to face despair.

At this time, the entire Lin Guo was in deep water.

Lin Tianlin gaze is like an arrow, pedaling the void, leading the moat royal forest army, and starting to fight against the Feathered Race. Among the messy imperial capital, above the great streets and small alleys, all are people full of Feathered Race. Lin Tianlin holds a nine-foot long knife and wears thorns and thorns constantly. Kill the enemy and rush into the Feathered Race enemy formation, as if you are in an unmanned state.

The first wave of offensive was only tentative. There were even two generals of the main star initial stage. The rest were all from the ground source and Tianyuan. Lin Tianlin was invincible, killing countless enemies, and the war was constantly escalating. The common people, more and more died under the blade of innocent soldiers, trampled by Feathered Race iron hooves, the number of dead and wounded also rose geometrically.

Lin Tianlin fought the battle, brave and unmatched. Although the first wave of Feathered Race offensive was very fast, but the real expert was still far away. Less than an hour later, Lin Tianlin had led the Yulin Army to repel Feathered Race expert three thousand miles. The imperial capital, affected by the flames of war, is fragmented.

Ashes are rising and dust is undecided.

At this moment, the Three Thousand Valiant Warriors followed His Royal Highness Crown Prince and went in and out.

"Your Majesty, Your Highness Crown Prince chased and killed Feathered Race for three thousand miles, and the momentum of victory is in sight!"

On top of the Golden Hall, there was a bodyguard surprise to report, but Lin Zhuo's complexion changed slightly, and Huo rose.

"Bad, Tianlin, you are still fooled by Feathered Race after all! Well, this time let you taste the frustration."

Lin Zhuo’s expression is complex, Feathered Race shows his enemies weakly, and retreats away, in order to lure the enemy deeper and let Lin Tianlin follow their rhythm. As long as Lin Tianlin has a slight hesitation, it will definitely be fooled, plus Feathered Race Disturbing the imperial capital made Lin Tianlin's heart filled with indignation and anger. As the master of the future Lin Guo, it was not his great joy, but the power of Lin Guo that should not be lost!

He wants to protect his own country, his own ethnic groups, the last dignity of human, and the last battle in his heart!