The water surges like a silver dragon.

Whistling and rushing, with a posture of Mount Taishan.

The majestic atmosphere, the sound of the splashing water, almost deafening, the power of the world.

The flying water vapor rises and rises in the air.

Nothing is more dangerous than this, nothing is more worthy of fear than this.

The people of Yang Hucheng are watching the scenes of the huge waves coming from the head. The powerful force for survival is that there is no power to stop them. No.

The defending soldiers lost their days.

The people of Yang Hucheng are pressing hard.

"Boom." A loud noise, the swarming Yang Hucheng people broke through the gates of the solid soup, madly rushing toward the outside.

The gate opened and the crowds flowed out.

Yang Hucheng City Gate, opened.

Countless people rushed out of Yang Hucheng.

With the roar of the current, the soldiers who did not dare to step out of the position were also afraid, and they fled.

More and more people are out of town.

The soldiers and the people are mixed together.

In the distance, standing on the high slope, Ku Zamu looked at everything in front of him, his eyes flashed a glimmer of light, and a cold wave of his hand.

Behind him, the assembled terracotta warriors are ready to go.

The crowd swarmed out and the water flowed wildly.

The surface of the Mica River suddenly rose.

The river tumbling and rushing into the back town of Yang Hucheng, immediately emerged in all directions.

In an instant, Yang Hucheng splashed around.

And just in this nervous time.

The Yang Hucheng who escaped from the city gate and ran up the high **** had not responded.

The hoof sound tower, the northern animal husbandry hundreds of thousands of troops arrived.

The iron-black armor is under the golden light, exuding a murderous and sharp.

With an unspeakable jealousy, rushing.

Screaming, Yang Hucheng was so scared that he was hiding and fled.

I almost thought that I couldn’t stop.