In the imperial city of Luoyang, the original color of the ancient city was covered with bright red, and blood rain fell on the ground, painting this glorious city with a terrifying color.

Blood sprinkled on the ground, but fortunately, most of these orc flying cavalry are system warriors. Before the blood gathered, it was dissipated by the dissipation of the dead soldiers, and also dissipated in the material world.

Luoyang's space forms two extremes, the ground is silent, and pairs of eyes with fear and hope look into the sky through the cover.

In the sky, there were shouting, roaring, roaring, explosion, and whine, and all kinds of things were constantly. The gray wings behind Rakshasa were hard to lose their blood-red color.

Li Ling, behind his back, spread his flesh and wings, and in the group of beasts, he held a halberd and scattered like ghosts and gods.

He killed the knight, beheaded the flying beast, and swept the blade energy around him. When the flying cavalry retreated, the dragon's dragon's dragon head had once again carried his footsteps.

Outside the palace hall, the soldiers lined up to guard against each other. Inside the hall, the emperor and his ministers watched the battle in the sky, silently unable to speak, and their hearts were also inspiring.

"Mother, isn't Li Guogong's battle armor not in war every day?" Liu Bian asked Empress Dowager He.

Everyone was shocked by the spread of Rakshasa, and then was intimidated by the beast soldiers covering the sky. When they heard Liu Bian ask, they suddenly realized that Li Ling rushed into the air, but he was still wearing the purple robe he had at the beginning, but at this time the upper body of the robe had been torn to pieces by the flying cavalry, and his strong upper body was covered.

"Master...it is mainly because the attributes of the Duke of the State have been separated from the ordinary." He did not understand this, and finally his eyes fell on Wang Yue, but he heard Wang Yue's voice in a low voice.

"Duke Li is a state-controlling country with different talents. At this time, he is afraid that his own defense is not weak in the best-quality armor. These beast soldiers are ordinary. I think Duke Li does not need resistance armor. However, his martial arts are more fierce when he attacks like this." Wang Yue explained.

"Maintain the country?" He was slightly surprised. In his early years, he inquired about the holy beasts. She had also seen an introduction to this concept. When looking at Li Ling, who was standing in a high-altitude dragon head, his eyes were even more taboo.

At this time, the battle situation in the sky had changed. Qinglong was protected by Rakshasa and released the floating lightning formation from time to time to kill the flying dragon.

The Red-winged Dragon was also released by Li Ling, but facing a large number of flying dragon knights, the Red-winged Dragon, which could not withstand the fire from throwing spears, was more likely to wander around the Qinglong and kill some close enemies.

The two-legged Dragon Knight's long-range spear is condensed by spells and will automatically dissipate after exceeding a certain attack distance. However, the attack is fast. With the size of the Red-winged Dragon, if you are not lucky, you may even be killed instantly by the fire.

Similarly, the flame attacks of the bat knights also have a certain attack range. Although they can fly at an altitude of 10,000 meters, if they want to attack targets on the ground, they also need to lower the altitude to make effective attacks.

Zhuque died of self-destruction by a large number of troll bats. Faced with the strong attack of Rakshasa, they had no time to call Luoyang on the ground, and tried their best to fight to the death of the Flying Rakshasa.

The orcs did not expect that there were such a powerful flying army in the Eastern Han Dynasty. The tribe was originally expected to fight only three types of flying holy beasts. A large number of troll bats gave the orcs sufficient confidence.

But at this time, the troll bat knights in the Orc Flying Legion were almost completely killed or injured. With the elimination of the troll bats, facing the two-legged flying dragon knights in the sky, the Azure Dragon, which gradually recovered its scales, began to move again.

The self-destruction of the troll bats is undoubtedly the nemesis of large creatures, but for the formation of Rakshasa, their attacks are obviously weak.

The troll bats have only a little over 10,000 yuan in physical strength. Even if they reach the elite level, their self-destruction will cause 20% of their remaining physical damage to the enemy.

Rakshasa is originally a human body, half smaller than this troll bat. It flies quickly, attacks sharply, and forms formations to echo.

It is rare for the troll bats to rush to them. They have not yet exploded. Even if they are not directly hacked to death, they will be seriously injured and seriously damaged.

They caused damage to Rakshasa. Occasionally, there were a few self-destructions with all beards and tails. The sky was full of enemies, and they could not withstand the Rakshasa's blood-devouring and replenish their physical strength.

In the sky, the poor and weak flying beast cavalry were fighting in the air. The Rakshasa group were like evil sharks mingling into the fish, constantly eroding the orcs' forces. When they lost the threat of the troll bats, Qinglong also rushed into the flying dragon with both feet under Li Ling's control.

Li Ling has no flying talent, and his cloak turns into flesh wings to consume his energy. If he does not hold his bow and shoots for a long time, he can only look at the denser orcs in the orcs for a while. After the situation gradually stabilizes, Li Ling begins to fire his guns on the Qinglongtou again.

The 'tragic' battle lasted from day to night. When night fell, Luoyang was pitch black. The battle in the sky was not over. People did not dare to light up the lights to avoid being attacked by flying cavalry.

These orcs and flying cavalry are not restricted in night battles, but the dark night activates the talent obtained by Rakshasa to absorb the ghost warrior's soldiers order, night battles.

The orc flying cavalry scattered in the sky tried to regain the offensive again and again, but facing the Rakshasa who also adapted to the darkness and gained further combat power, the remaining orc army finally collapsed.

Amid the shouts of hard to tell where the orcs were scattered, and most of the two-legged dragon knights turned in the direction they came. The flying cavalry evacuated and they wanted to retreat to the upper valley.

The orc flying cavalry finally realized a reality, Luoyang, they couldn't eat it.

"Exterminate!" Li Ling ordered from a high altitude, and Rakshasa lined up to attack, scattered out, chasing the fleeing flying cavalry.

In the Palace Square, the Qinglong descended, Li Ling jumped off the Qinglong, and his flesh wings turned into a cloak, and the summoning of the Qinglong did not cancel the Qinglong.

The holy beast was stunningly perceived, and Li Ling signaled the Qinglong to wander around the palace to search for any hidden fish that had escaped the net.

"Congratulations, Your Highness is triumphant, Your Highness is brave!" All the officials in the court bowed to greet him. He and Dong were in the middle, looking at Li Ling with complex eyes.

"Your Majesty, please take the light." Li Ling clasped his fists to the Chinese military, then looked at Liu Bian and said softly.

The entire Luoyang was pitch black, and no one in the palace had dared to draw out light before.

Under the moonlight, Li Ling was naked and wearing a black cloak. Liu Bian, who was slightly afraid, suddenly lit up when he heard Li Ling's words. He hesitated and let him help him.

"The beast soldiers have been suppressed, and I have the lights!" A slightly tender shout came from Liu Bian's mouth.

"Pre-light~"

"Pre-light~"

"Pre-light~"

The shouts continued to be passed down from afar as Liu Bian's orders spread, chanting Luoyang, and the dark palace gradually shone brightly until it was brightly lit.

Taking the palace as the origin, lights appear in Luoyang City, gradually gathering and cheering.

The imperial city of Luoyang is brightly lit under the night sky.

As the shouts were passed and as the light emerged, Liu Bian's face gradually became rosy, and his excited expression gradually gathered on Liu Bian's face.

"Your Majesty, the orcs have not been destroyed, and there is still war in Youzhou. I will retreat." The war was settled and it was certain that there was no accident. Li Ling waved to Dong Bai, and then said to Liu Bian.

"Ah? This..." Liu Bian looked at Li Ling again, but he watched the cloak move with the wind, and Li Ling turned around and walked.

Dong Bai trotted and followed Li Ling, and his figures, one big and one small, gradually disappeared from everyone's sight. Some frowned, some were glad, some were relieved, and everyone present had different expressions.

Further away, Yuan Shao led a team of elite imperial guards and several frames loaded with items dropped by the Orc Legion. When passing by Li Ling, Yuan Shao seemed to be saying something to Li Ling. Li Ling waved his hand and left with a laugh.

Yuan Shao pulled the collected drops before the hall. People sighed when Li Ling came and went freely, but they didn't know that Li Ling was also feeling in his heart.

‘That’s the price of installing a fork…’
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