Chapter 590: When the moment came, Zhang Xing led the army

Pratt didn't answer Brand, but stood up (sh n) and slowly flew into the air.
"All soldiers, don't lose your fighting spirit, we still have one last hope!"
The sound spread out layer by layer, squeezing a batch of noisy floating sounds.
Soon the battlefield became silent, and even the Nucom empires not far away stopped the noise.
Everyone looked at the ruddy, chubby old man with a rosy face (color), raised his ears, and wanted to hear what hope there was.
"Three days ago, someone promised His Majesty to each of our clan patriarchs. He said that after three days he would bring the Heavenly Soldier to save the empire in danger.
"Do you know who he is?"
Wan Wuguo shook his head in confusion, and the Newcomer soldier (Lu) sneered.
"Do you know how many troops he will bring?"
General Wan Wuguo still shook his head. The soldiers of the Newcomer Empire had opened their mouths and (exposed) their teeth.
"He is the leader of our battle dragon army ... Zhang Xing!"
"The soldiers and horses he brought at least ... ten million!"
Pratt said in two sentences at a time, his tone was firm and powerful, and people really felt the confidence in it!
"boom!"
As soon as the voice fell, the audience was boiling!
"Zhang Xing? Bauhinia advocates star? Zhang Xing, leader of the Dragon Army?"
"It's him ... I know his legend!"
"He brought ten million soldiers and horses?"
"Oh my God, is this true?"
"..."
While these generals were surprised and confused, a seed called the flame of hope lit in their hearts.
When there is hope, there is confidence, and there is life to live.
Whether it is true or not, there is no need to distinguish between true and false, and the morale (fa) of the entire army has changed dramatically.
We must insist on the arrival of the leader Zhang, watching him ride a dragon, and lead a large army like a mountain to drown the Newcomer Army and tear it apart!
"Battle! Battle! Battle!"
I don't know who made the first beep first, followed by the second and the third, until the entire team was radiated.
"Hum! A group of disabled soldiers can only defeat themselves in this way of self-hypnosis."
The Nucor commander dismissed.
"I wanted to tease you more for a while, but now it's the right time to attack, let you despair in your fantasy!"
"All officers obey orders!"
"The front army attacked, the Chinese army cooperated, and the rear army surrounded to both sides!"
The commander waved his sword and issued an attack order.
"The whole army is fighting! Zhang Xingjun's leader is already on his way!"
Pratt gave a big finger, and all the soldiers immediately lined up to meet the enemy.
At this time, the Newcomer Empire's coalition forces had entered the frontline at a distance of 600 meters, and the defense front of the Wanwu Kingdom was less than 400 meters.
The war that followed was as before. The generals of the Emperor Wu Wuguo were just angry for a few minutes, and they were suppressed by Wu Qing.
Although morale is important, the strength of the two sides is too different, and no one can replace the absolute strength.
The front line of Wanwu State is gradually shrinking, 300 meters, 200 meters, 150 meters, 50 meters, 30 meters, zero meters!
All the Newcastle coalition forces only need to lift their feet gently, and if they take a step forward, they will step into the territory of Wanwu State.
As long as this step is entered, it represents the beginning of the first chapter of the Nuuk Empire, which officially began to perish, and there is no room for relaxation between the two countries.
But at this moment, at the moment when all the soldiers in Wanwu State were desperate, the whole earth shuddered.
A terrifying roar came from the sky!
It was a roar from the six dragons!