The hundred-foot-long warship was covered with golden light. The light columns on it bombarded the downstream, smashing everything that was blocked into pieces and into minced meat, leaving only the rushing blood.

Wave-slashing battleship.

One ship.

Two ships.

Ten ships.

Hundreds of ships.

Three hundred ships!

A big flag is flying on every battleship.

Sun guard.

Entering the Lancang River from Qingfengkou, three hundred medium-grade magic weapon-level warships rushed down, crushing everything under the drive of 300,000 troops.

The demon clan in the Lancang River was defeated, and blood flowed for three thousand miles!

In the river, no force can stop such a large army.

"General!"

"Meet the General!"

On the bow deck of the three hundred giant ships, the standing military academy bowed and clasped his fists at Zhao Yang.

Zhao Yang flashed and his figure fell on the river.

"Zhao, General Zhao, what do you want to do!" On the embankment, a black-robed envoy shouted in horror.

Zhao Yang did not answer, turned around and looked at the embankment, then looked at the tide in the lower reaches of the river.

"A general's success has led to thousands of bones. I, Zhao Yang, watched with my own eyes, turn the 500,000 troops around me, turn them into dry bones one by one. Isn't it just to wait for this moment?" Zhao Yang raised his hands and shouted to the sky.

On the river, golden lights rose on all the warships, as if responding to his shouts.
Chapter completed!