Desert northwest of Quicksand City.

A dozen masked horsemen in tawny cloaks and riding two-horned black rhinos sped toward a camp.

The camp is located in a canyon in the heart of a mountain.

The valley is full of tents, on the high stone walls, there are hundreds of stone caves of different sizes, on the top of the mountains on both sides, densely packed with tall and heavily armed warriors, every short distance there is a six-meter-high flag hunting in the mountain wind, even a few miles away, you can see the blood-dripping skull pattern on the flag.

This is a camp of the demon army, countless demon soldiers walk through it, and there are constantly terrifying beast roars coming out of the caves on those stone walls, and the surrounding mountains and rocks are shaken down one after another, rolling along the steep mountain walls into the valley floor.

The tawny cloaked demon scout team stopped as soon as they entered the camp, and the leading scout leader ran towards the largest tent deep in the canyon.

Passing through more than a dozen camps such as heavy armor soldiers, light spearmen, spear throwers, wizard camps, and monster camps in turn, he felt the bloody murderous aura emanating from the surrounding soldiers, and the scout captain's eyes also became fanatical.

After experiencing the great war of the demon alliance against the demon clan 10,000 years ago, the way the demon army is governed has completely changed. The chaotic style of fighting in the past, which relied on a strong physique to rush to the top, is long gone, and like human armies, they are also paying more and more attention to the military theory of arms restraint and formation tactics.

After the news of the appearance of the Demon God Statue and the Demon God's Son came out, the raging war in the hearts of all the demons was ignited. In the eyes of the demons, their present life is the demon god's favor for the demon race again, and it is also a godsend opportunity for the demon race to revive and dominate the continent.

The scout captain walked quickly into the big tent of the Chinese army and saw the supreme commander of this army, a bald and strong man who was two meters tall, covered in cyan steel armor, and burly like a hill - Zichuan Fengyun.

"Commander!"

The scout captain removed the red cloth from his face and fell to one knee.

"Huh?"

Zichuan Fengyun, who was standing beside the handsome desk and staring at a map more than three meters wide and more than two meters high behind him, turned around after hearing the voice, and when he saw the scout captain on the ground clearly, two fine lights suddenly shot out from the tiger's eyes with a copper bell.

"Returning to camp so soon, what did you find?"

"Yes, Commander. ”

The scout captain stood up and said respectfully, "In a stone forest to the west, we found the corpse of a mountain giant in the clan. ”

"How did the corpse die?" Zichuan Fengyun asked in a deep voice with his hands on his desk.

"Back to the commander, it's poison. ”

"Poison?"

"Yes, the mountain giant has indeed been poisoned, and his body has festered. Judging from the signs of poisoning, like the corpses found before, they all came from the same powerful sword qi, which directly penetrated into the demon soul and caused a mutation. ”

"Is it him again?"

Zichuan Fengyun frowned slightly.

The scout captain continued: "The villain has carefully investigated, that kind of sword qi does come from the same person, but there is another reason for the death of the mountain giant, I found dozens of claw wounds on his body, judging from the wound marks, it should be related to the wolf demon of the demon clan, in addition, it is this ...... that is really fatal."

As he spoke, the scout captain took out the black iron armor-piercing arrow from his arms and handed it over.

"Is this a rune arrow?"

Zichuan Fengyun's brows furrowed even tighter after taking the arrow, he looked at it repeatedly for a while, and said to himself: "The sword qi of the human cultivator, the wolf demon of the demon clan, the runic arrow...... Where was the body found?"

The Scout Captain walked over to the map, his finger landing on the very edge of a gray area above.

"It's in this area. ”

Zichuan Fengyun looked at the direction of the scout captain's finger, and his gaze gradually moved to a red square mark nearby, "Near Quicksand City?"

"Yes, Commander, this place is about two hundred miles from Quicksand City. ”

After staring at the red mark for a while, Zichuan Fengyun shook his head and said, "This is our twenty-ninth attack target, let's follow the original route of the march." In this way, you go to the vanguard camp to transfer a hundred wolf cavalry, scatter them nearby, and find out if the mysterious human elite cavalry, Silver Eagle Wings, has appeared nearby, remember, pay attention to hidden whereabouts, you are not their opponents. ”

"Yes. ”

The scout captain agreed, turned around to leave, and was stopped by Zichuan Fengyun.

"Bring this, it might work. ”

"Yes, Commander. Taking the armor-piercing arrow in Zichuan Fengyun's hand, the scout captain walked out.

Arriving at the door of the tent, the scout captain put the red cloth over his face again, and was just about to turn over his mount, when a thin figure wearing a black robe and a black hat suddenly appeared behind him.

"Wait. ”

The scout captain turned his head, and when he saw the black-robed man, his pupils suddenly shrank, and a deep fear suddenly appeared in his eyes.

"Strategist. The scout captain bowed.

"What's in your hand?" the black-robed man's grim voice reached the Scout Captain's ears again.

"An arrow. ”

"Bring it. ”

The scout captain hurriedly handed it over.

The black-robed man stretched out a withered black hand like a wolf's claw from the sleeve of his robe, grabbed the armor-piercing arrow in the scout captain's hand, and when his eyes fell on the rune on it, his body stiffened, and the hand that grabbed the arrow began to tremble violently.

"The spirit pattern, it turned out to be the spirit pattern of the black iron armor-piercing arrow, yes, that's it, that's it!Quick, tell me, where did you get this rune arrow?" the black-robed man grabbed the scout captain's arm and asked eagerly.

"Stone, stone forest. ”

Feeling the change in the black-robed man's mood and the sharp pain in his arm that was stronger than being screwed by iron tongs, the scout captain broke out in a cold sweat all over his body.

"Where's the Stone Forest?"

"Flow, Quicksand City West ......" Before the scout captain finished speaking, he suddenly felt that his arm was loosened, and the shadow of the man in black was gone, leaving only a cold bloody breath in the air.

......

......

"Do you want the army to change the direction of its march and attack Quicksand City first?"

Zichuan Fengyun sat on the handsome chair, staring coldly at the black-robed man in front of him, his voice full of impatience and boredom.

"Yes, Commander. ”

The black-robed man's face under his hat showed half of his white chin, and his mood was extremely excited, as excited as a coyote who had been hungry for months suddenly saw a piece of fresh meat and would pounce on it at any time.

"I can promise that there will be no mistakes, this talisman arrow was carved by his own hands, and there is even a residual smell of his body on it, this feeling is too familiar, I will never forget it, send troops, change direction, take a detour to attack Quicksand City, find him, the sooner the better, it will be too late to ......"

After listening to the black-robed man's almost crazy words, Zichuan Fengyun sneered and said, "Strategist, have you forgotten your identity? I asked the High Priest for support, and I wanted a battle wizard who could deal with the Great Priest of the Temple of Light, not a waste who would dictate and interfere with the commander's military orders. Since the day you entered the barracks, you have repeatedly caused trouble for Ben Shuai, if it weren't for the face of the high priest, I would have turned against you a long time ago, the son of the demon god will be in Quicksand City? What are you kidding? Tomorrow the army will march south, our goal is the statue of the demon god, if you insist that the son of the demon god is in quicksand city, then go find it yourself, Ben Shuai will not stop you. ”

"Commander-in-chief. ”

Seeing Zichuan Fengyun's resolute expression, the black-robed man suddenly took out a black token from his arms and shouted loudly: "I swear in the name of the Demon God, this talisman arrow is definitely engraved by the son of the Demon God, let me tell you another secret, the reason why the High Priest sent me to help you is because I have lived on the island, I have been with him for more than three years, how can I not identify his identity?"

Looking at the token in the black-robed man's hand, Zichuan Fengyun's face became solemn.

"Lord Shikawa. The black-robed man's voice raised again, "Don't hesitate any longer, that's the son of the demon god, he is much more important than the statue of the demon god! If you're worried that you'll be blamed by the demon lord for reversing the route of the march, then give me a team, and I'll personally bring him to you, if you can't do it, you will be dealt with according to military law, it's all right?"

Zichuan Fengyun lowered his head slightly, his eyes fell on the armor-piercing arrow on the table, and he was silent.

The black-robed man didn't speak again, just stood quietly in front of the handsome case, like a sculpture. Only the arm hanging at his side kept shaking.

I don't know how long it took.

Zichuan Fengyun slowly raised his head, as if he had made a lot of determination, and said word by word: "You, how many people do you want?"