The empty wasteland reverberated with a clear song, with a long tone that lasted for a long time, meeting the orange sunset on the horizon and the gilded sunset like fish scales.

"Heaven and earth are useless, and they do not enter my eyes. The sun and the moon are useless, and they cannot be together. Kunlun is useless, if you don't come, just me. The side is useless, and the sanctimonious is sanctimonious. Pure and useless, the sleeves are empty. The river is useless, and there is no return to the east. Wind and snow are useless and cannot be warm. The grass is useless, and it withers when it is a year old. Cause and effect are useless, they are all definite. The rivers and lakes are useless, and the two forget each other"

At the end of heaven and earth, the wasteland mountain pass came from the low brass bell on the war horse.

From a distance, a cavalry of black and white horses slowly walked out of the deep valley, and the cavalrymen in iron armor surrounded their leader, and immediately looked out from a high place.

"It's finally here!"

The black-armored scout, who was lying in the grass all the way forward, saw the appearance of the large group of men and horses, got up and jumped out, pulled out the war horse hidden in the depression, turned over and got on the horse, and quickly gathered in the ranks of the cavalry.

Xiao Wu, who was thin on the side, smiled and pointed to the Flowing Moon City hidden under the red sunset, and said excitedly, "Brother Nian, look, where are there still people migrating with sheep in the plains, and they should also go to Liuyue City, we have finally arrived in Liuyue City!" ”

Azule squinted his eyes, his face was faintly tired, his hands lay on the horse's back and took a deep breath, there was still a sweet smell of grass in the air, which was the same as the breath on the North Continent grassland, but in the North Continent, this long-lost breath was overwhelming, extremely strong, not as light as here, Azule sniffed and couldn't help but feel a little comfortable.

The sheep converged along the slightly undulating plains in front of Liuyue City in a long serpentine journey towards the place where the sunset cirrus clouds hovered at the end of heaven and earth.

Seeing this scene, Azule couldn't help but suddenly think of the long-distance migration of antelope in the Hokuriku wilderness, when autumn came to the east, before the arrival of heavy snow that could drown the horses' hooves like the harsh winter of Hokuriku, they would spontaneously form a long procession and travel 2,000 li along the ancient route with water sources to the warm pastures south of Hanzhou.

The two continents of the North Continent are vast and vast, most of them are occupied by grasslands, and the dangerous road through the vast wasteland seems to be imprinted in the blood of the sheep for generations, even the newborn lambs know to follow the adult antelope, and set off at the beginning of the autumn wind.

Spring goes to autumn, and it is like this from generation to generation.

When he was very young, he once followed his father on the autumn hunt in the Shuofeng Plain, and he met a flock of migrating sheep, although the scene was grand and magnificent, and it was praised.

But the young Azul did not fall into the rare sight of the sheep migrating, but saw the antelope that fell down from thirst along the way, and the ewe licking the dead lamb, and the young Azul only felt that there was an indescribable sadness in that scene.

When the young Azul pulled Abba by the sleeve and asked why this happened, Abba touched Azul's head.

It is said that in the past, there were several springs near this road for the sheep to rest and drink, but with the change of the bitter cold environment of Hanzhou, the nearby springs have been cut off and the lakes have dried up, so the sheep that migrated along the old road could not find a new water source and could only endure thirst.

"I don't know how many sheep will die of thirst because there is no water source along the way, but those who can get here are already the best among them!"

Azule looked lonely, pointed to the sheep in front of him with his horsewhip, and said in a low voice.

"Then can't you find water from another way?" Xiao Wu listened to what Azule said, and his heart was full of unbearable.

"The migrating sheep are like this, year after year, from generation to generation, they all walk the same road, they die of thirst so much this year, and they will die of thirst on this road again next year, and they don't know how to turn back."

Azule said in a deep voice, and he didn't know if he was emotional, he suddenly raised the horsewhip in his hand and sang the ancient pastoral song of Hanzhou loudly.

Listening to the ancient ballad sung by Azule in his ear, Xiao Wu's heart suddenly became sour at this time, as if he suddenly felt sad for all this in front of him.

And he also has a feeling that the people who live in this world, those who chase fame and fortune, are like the antelope that is moving south along the old path in front of him, struggling to survive in the cracks, and he doesn't really understand why he chose this path to move forward, but he did it when he saw others doing so.

On the road again and again, and fell down again and again, the blood of each dynasty and each generation flowed like a river, but the people of later generations still continued to run to the dead end, and never changed, as if it was also the fate flowing in the blood.

"Let's go into the city, don't waste time!"

Azule grabbed the horse's head, his face was not sad or happy, and with a soft word, he already grabbed the reins and rushed down.

However, Azul quickly restrained the war horse under him, his face was extremely solemn, and the white horse servants behind him also drew their scimitars from their waists as if they were facing a great enemy.

Dark shadows appeared on the horizon of the wasteland in front of him, and Azule saw more and more clearly, one by two, until thousands, that were the black-armored cavalry, the enemy pouring out of that city.

The black armor and black horses formed a black line around them, and they lined up, slowly closing over the vast wasteland.

The faint voices that echoed in Bai Mayi's ears gradually became clear, until the loud sound of the horses' hooves trampling shook the whole wasteland, and they turned around their horses and looked around, they did not know how many people were rushing around them, and the hooves of the enemies trembled slightly, and there was no doubt that the enemy was coming at them.

"Defend against the enemy! Defend against the enemy! ”

"It's the Black Locust Army of Flowing Moon City!"

The two voices rang out in Ah Sule's ears at the same time, Ah Qi roared with a panicked face, and Xiao Wu pointed to the black-armored cavalry who was running like them and said loudly!

"Black locusts?" , Azul's eyes lit up, there was no expression on his cold face, and he muttered with a slight sarcasm in his mouth.

Azule strode out of his fiery horses and stepped onto a dirt slope that was beyond a vast wasteland, and his enemies were pouring towards him.

The surrounding area was flat and clear, a good place for the cavalry to charge, and the huge city in the distance shimmered with sporadic fires.

"They've been waiting for us!"

Azul pulled out the cold from his waist, and a cold light flowed on the scimitar.

The palpitating black tide not far away was getting closer and closer to them, and Azule couldn't wait any longer, the battle flags of the cavalry on the opposite side rose and fell silently in the wind, and even if Azule looked at it with the naked eye, there were still thousands of armor soldiers who were burying their heads like them charging

And judging from the tight formation of the black-armored cavalry, at least tens of thousands of people are silently charging with swords drawn.

The four fields are empty, only the quiet breeze and the surging enemies.

Azule took a deep breath and clenched the scimitar in his hand, his eyes filled with monstrous intent.

"This is your welcome ceremony!"

"Stupid." Azule faintly spat out the words from his mouth.

"White horse?"

"In!"

"White horse!" , Azule's face was hideous, and he turned to look at the cavalry behind him and roared.

"In! At! At! Everyone was roaring with that person, the clouds in the sky seemed to be dispersed by this huge sound, Xiao Wu was also shaking his arms and roaring, he didn't understand, but he felt that he was extremely glorious and happy at this moment.

After hearing the call of the figure in front of the formation, this cavalry army, which had been a little silent just now, suddenly erupted into a thunderous shout.

They looked at the mountain-like figure, and at this moment, there was a silent spirit that quickly ignited the will, spirit, and determination of each of them like a fire.

Five thousand white horses raised their weapons from the air and pointed them at the evening sky, and the roar of thousands of people suppressed the sound of the trampling of the huge hooves of the enemy troops in the entire wasteland.

"White horse! Draw the knife! ”

"Draw your sword! Draw the knife! Draw the knife! Everyone's faces were frenzied and their veins swelled, and they responded with their scimitars brandishing at the man.

"White horse! Fight to the death! ”

"Fight to the death! Fight to the death! Fight to the death! ”

Four times, each more powerful and loud roar shook the entire evening wasteland, and at that moment it was as if a dragon roared up from the sunset, and the fierce dragon groans pushed flat in all directions, rolling up clouds of dust.

And the enemy troops who were charging couldn't help but panic a little after hearing this unstoppable roar at this time, and the generals led by them roared angrily to calm the hearts of the army.

They thought that it would not be difficult to destroy this cavalry army of thousands of people, but at this moment, after hearing the thunderous sound, their hearts couldn't help but waver, and they were rushing towards an unpredictable battle.

At least we have the advantage in numbers, and they can't afford to make any waves, the one who leads him comforted himself in his heart.

"White horse! Charge! Azule shouted as he raised his sword.

"The will to fall into battle, there is death and no life!"

The long knife that was as cold as fifteen crescent moons was suddenly raised and pointed straight to the sky, and those dark eyes were suddenly shrouded in a layer of extremely strong murderous aura, and the eyes were bottomless, as if there was a dragon swimming.

The fiery red war horse was like a raging fire in the setting sun, with a long neigh, four hooves and a step, and the horse that was originally standing in front of the formation had an unparalleled arrogance, and actually rushed straight towards the army of tens of thousands.

Xiao Wu looked at it in a daze, only to feel that for a while, there was only that figure in the entire heaven and earth, majestic, fearless, holding a scimitar and charging away.

It was not like a charge launched by the confrontation between the two armies, but more like a solitary king indifferently scanning and inspecting his army in front of the battle.

"Is it to be the one who holds the knife like this?"

At the same time, thousands of scimitars were held horizontally in the hands of the white horse Yicong, looking at the back in front of him fieryly, the king's scimitar pointed, that is the place where they were going to charge and fight, they roared, wrapped in an extremely arrogant momentum, five thousand white horses flew up from the wasteland like five thousand silver lights, and launched a huge charge towards the black horse.

The ambition of the white horse, there is death and no life!