The middle-aged man frowned slightly: "I can understand General Wanyan's situation in the future, but if General Wanyan sends troops now, I can't guarantee that the princes of the Eighteenth Route can give the general any support!"

Wan Yan Lie raised his hand to stop the middle-aged man: "Your Excellency, you don't need to say it anymore, even if there are no princes of the Eighteen Roads, General Ben can face the Great Departure Dynasty alone!"

"If I hadn't agreed to your agreement before, General Ben of the Three Thousand Heavenly Angry Army wouldn't have let them leave so easily!"

"This is already the biggest face that General Ben will give to the future Emperor Dali!"

"Besides, even you are not sure if Su Xiting can achieve that position, are you?"

"Otherwise, how would you have come to cooperate with General Ben!"

"Because we all know very well that even if Emperor Dali wants to pass on the throne to Suxi Pavilion, who will agree to those people in the court of Dali? This war is already inevitable!"

"In that case, let General Ben muddy the waters and advance this war!"

"Hey!"

The middle-aged man stood up and sighed slightly, and said: "Since the general's will has been decided, then I will go back and report to the alliance leader, maybe the general's decision can give the emperor a little warning, let him know who this future world should belong to!"

Wan Yan Lie said in a deep voice: "General Ben only gives you five days, if you can't have an accurate answer within five days, then General Ben will have to send troops on his own!"

"And please go back and tell Lu Hou that if I send troops after Yan Lie, then it is absolutely impossible for me to take out the things that have been defeated!"

The middle-aged man was stunned, and then arched his hand with displeasure: "Farewell!"

After the middle-aged man left, a henchman hurriedly ran in: "General, His Royal Highness the Third Prince left the barracks with 10,000 wolf cavalry, saying that he was going to personally arrest the group of people who were making trouble in the Northern Desert!"

After hearing this, Yan Lie was not furious, but said calmly: "Eager for quick success, this third prince is really difficult to achieve!"

The henchman listened and asked, "What should the subordinates do?"

Wan Yanlie said slowly: "This group of people dares to cause chaos in the Northern Desert, they must be eliminated!"

"In order to prevent accidents, you will bring another 10,000 wolf cavalry to follow behind the third prince, just in case of emergency!"

"Yes!"

The henchman took the order and stepped back.

The wind whistled like a knife on the land of the Northern Desert, and the snowflakes never stopped swaying in the wind.

In a large tent of the sentry camp that was destroyed by the death row camp, three hundred death row prisoners went and returned, and at the moment they were quietly watching Ao Bei in the tent and enjoying the warmth of the bonfire.

The passage of that drop of golden blood was enough for Ao Bei to rest for several months before recovering, so at this time his whole body was wrapped in a thick layer of velvet.

The mortal body is still too weak, Ao Bei thought to himself.

"Battalion commander, the people of the Golden Horde are about to be anxious, shall we continue to go north? or exit?"

Chen Jiugong's fat head cautiously approached Ao Bei's body, and he seemed to have an instinctive fear of Ao Bei.

Even now he has rough skin and thick flesh.

But when facing Ao Bei's slap, the pain that pierced the heart seemed to be radiating from the inside.

Ao Beiyi threw a piece of wood into the fire, and his voice sounded: "The game has just begun, and your figure is destined to become a nightmare in the eyes of the Golden Horde and even the entire frontier!"

"From this moment on, the death row camp has been renamed the demon camp!"

"Yellow Nest!"

Hearing Ao Bei call his name, Huang Chao's burly figure walked out of the death row prisoner and responded loudly: "Here!"

"The demon battalion fights, with the ghost head knife as the memory, and the soul slaughtering drum as the number, from today onwards, you are the demon battalion drummer!"

Ao Bei's voice fell, and the character in the depths of Huang Chao's soul jumped suddenly, and the seventy-two chapters of the Spirit Slaughter Drum technique poured into his memory like a tide.

After obtaining the seventy-two chapters of the Soul Slaughter Drum Technique, Huang Chao seemed to have broken some kind of shackles on his body, which made his entire temperament change drastically.

At this moment, Huang Chao's whole body is full of a kind of domineering.

Immovable as a mountain, more like an insurmountable chasm.

Standing in front of him, it is difficult for people to mention the courage to be his enemy.

This is the breath of the devil.

The golden blood changed the physique of this group of death row prisoners, and the fusion of the will of gods and demons allowed this group of death row prisoners to grow from killing and gain great strength.

But in order to truly achieve gods and demons, it is necessary to break the shackles of turning from a human to a demon.

Only by breaking this shackle can we truly achieve the body of gods and demons and grow rapidly.

Three hundred death row prisoners have three hundred gods and demons wills, they can all achieve gods and demons, but their paths are not the same.

This shackle can only be broken by force by accumulating strength on their own.

Huang Chao had accumulated enough strength to break the shackles, and Ao Bei just pushed him easily.

Looking at Huang Chao, the eyes of all the death row inmates were surging with envy.

Especially for Chen Jiugong, the name of the Demon Camp Drummer is very bluffing when he hears it.

Ao Bei suddenly got up at this time and said, "The next person to break the shackles is the deputy commander of the Demon Battalion!"

"Anyone who becomes the deputy commander of the Demon Camp is only under me, and he can command three hundred death row prisoners in the Demon Camp!"

At this moment, the death row inmates in the entire demon camp were boiling, didn't Ao Bei clearly tell them that he was delegating power?

If this becomes the deputy commander of the demon battalion, who will be the veritable second leader.

Seven days later.

The third prince Tuoba Qianyu came to a camp again, and the scene he saw was no different from what he had seen in the past seven days.

Thousands of guards, none of them alive, and the heads were piled up like a mountain.

Tuoba Qianyu's face turned blue, following the pace of that group of people, he was always one step behind, and every time he was only one step away from catching that group of people.

But this step made Tuoba Qianyu only collect corpses every time.

However, after several days of tracking, Tuoba Qianyu also basically grasped the information of that group of people.

They call themselves the Demon Battalion.

The people in the camp were all dressed in red ochre clothes, with five strands of whips on their heads, and ghost-headed swords at their waists.

Whenever there is a battle, it must be accompanied by a strange drum sound.

As if to tell the enemy that they are coming.

Such a group of arrogant people who trampled on the majesty of the Golden Horde, if they could not be completely killed, Tuoba Qianyu would not have the face to return to the barracks to return to Wanyan Lie.

After all, he fought without authorization, just to show his ability, how could he go back in disgrace.

Even in the past seven days, Wan Yan Lie had already assembled a large army to declare war on the Great Departure Dynasty, Tuoba Qianyu still did not leave.

Still looking for traces of the demon camp in this frozen land.

If he doesn't find this group of people, he won't give up.

"His Royal Highness the Third Prince, there is news that traces of the demon camp have been found in Fengdu Ridge!"

Tuoba Qianyu's face was happy, and he commanded the army to run in the direction of Fengdu Ridge.

Wan Yanlie's henchman is named Yang Qiu, looking at Tuoba Qianyu's back, Yang Qiu's heart is full of helplessness.

The border war has started, and not only can he not participate in the war, but he has to stay here and follow the third prince in a circle.

But he had no choice but to be optimistic about the third prince.

With a wave of his hand, Yang Qiu still led the wolf cavalry to follow slowly.

The demon camp was haunted, and Yang Qiu didn't expect the third prince to find them at all.

In Yang Qiu's opinion, Tuoba Qianyu has been being led by the nose by the people of the demon camp.

But seeing that Tuoba Qianyu looked like he was not giving up, Yang Qiu did not remind Tuoba Qianyu with interest.

After a night of traveling, Tuoba Qianyu finally arrived at Fengdu Ridge.

When he arrived at Fengdu Ridge, as usual, he saw corpses all over the ground, as well as piles of human heads.

But before he could get angry, a dull drum beat came from afar.

It seemed that every knock made him panic inexplicably.

However, at this moment, Tuoba Qianyu was too excited, obviously not feeling the weirdness of this drum sound.

After searching for so long, this damn demon camp has finally appeared.

After a while, a group of people who were as quiet as ghosts appeared under the eyes of Tuoba Qianyu.

The slaughtering drum, the ghost head knife, the red ochre robe, and the five-strand braids, the characteristics of this group of people are too obvious.

It's really them, the Demon Battalion.

Tuoba Qianyu was so happy that she almost jumped.

In the face of a full 10,000 heavily armed wolf cavalry, the three hundred death row prisoners of the demon camp were too insignificant.

It can even be described as pitiful.

But the people of this demon camp did not run away, but approached Tuoba Qianyu.

Seeing this Mu Tuoba Qianyu, he was relieved, if this group of people turned around and ran, he was really afraid that he would not be able to catch it.

Now he dares to take the initiative to step forward, which is very good for him.

After the demon camp gradually approached, Tuoba Qianyu immediately asked: "Is it you group of rats who call themselves the demon camp who are slaughtering at will in my territory in the Northern Desert? After hiding for so long, today this prince finally caught you!"

In the direction of the demon camp, Chen Jiugong walked out with his fat body shaking.

At this moment, he is proud of the spring breeze.

No one could have imagined that Chen Jiugong and Chen Fatzi were the first people to break the shackles on their own, and as a result, Chen Jiugong also became the deputy commander of the demon camp.

In his own words, now he has the power in his hands, and I have the world.

Looking at Tuoba Qianyu, Chen Jiugong straightened his belly and asked, "Prince, I don't know which prince of the Golden Horde Imperial Court?" Say it and let the fat master hear it!"

Tuoba Qianyu raised his head and looked at Chen Jiugong condescendingly: "I am the third prince of the Golden Horde, Tuoba Qianyu." ”

The third prince of the Golden Horde court, Tuoba Qianyu?

Fat Chen's small eyes suddenly showed a fine light.

At the moment when Tuoba Qianyu signed up for his own number, Chen Fatzi received an order from Ao Bei in his mind, asking him to capture Tuoba Qianyu alive.

"Tuoba Qianyu, the third prince of the Golden Horde Imperial Court, yes, this identity is enough for the fat master to take it seriously!"

Chen Jiugong's words fell on Tuoba Qianyu's ears, making Tuoba Qianyu give birth to a look of pride.

It's just that before Tuoba Qianyu could react, he saw Chen Jiugong raise his arm.

"Hold the knife!"

"Huh!"

Three hundred death row inmates drew their ghost-headed swords and stood on their chests at the same time, even Huang Chao.

He is not only the drummer of the demon camp, but also the knife bearer.

"Capture Tuoba Thousand Feathers Alive!"

With Chen Jiugong's order, three hundred death row prisoners did not hesitate to kill the 10,000 wolf cavalry.