Since the day the Ghost Car Legion was born, the word fear has lost any meaning in existence. The Ghost Carts are mostly made up of slaves who, under her leadership, are accompanied by death and feed on killing, making the princes of the world fearful. And the day it stepped onto the real stage of history began in the Valley of Dragon's Whiskers.

--Excerpt from "Zhongzhou Chronicles of the Kingdoms - The Legend of the Blood Phoenix King"

The war horse was very tall, a head taller than an ordinary war horse, and the knight riding on it was even more immense, with all the men and horses in armor, just like the knight, wearing a hideous horned helmet on his head, but with a bare arm, as big as a fan, holding a huge war hammer. He swung his hammer and roared, charging at the soldiers guarding the entrance to the cave.

One person is better than thousands of troops.

The wielded hammer smashed the halberds and iron spears to the ground, and the massive bodies knocked the soldiers backwards and backwards, when five hundred knights swarmed to a halberd, jumped off their horses, followed the furious raging bear, and burrowed into the belly of the Aquila.

All the way up, the blocker is invincible.

However, with half a burnt incense, Xiong Zhan led five hundred people to kill near the pass, and a group of soldiers gathered at the end of the stone ladder, poking down with spears, trying to prevent Xiong Zhan from ascending the pass, however, how could the rat be the opponent of the violent bear? Xiong Zhan roared, kicked his leg violently, shot up from the stone staircase, rushed out of the narrow exit, and then spun wildly with the hammer. It was a whirlpool of death, and everyone who came near it was stirred to pieces, and several of the soldiers were forced to the edge of the pass, and the whirlpool was getting closer and closer, and they had to choose to die happily, and they all jumped off the cliff of a thousand blades with their eyes closed, and fell like pieces of paper.

At this moment, a crossing eagle suddenly flew up, and it fluttered its wings and flew down the cliff.

"Boil!"

Looking at the eagle, Xiong Zhan went crazy, an arrow step rushed out of the pass, at the same time, he threw out the big hammer in his hand, the huge war hammer pulled the chain and roared away, smashing the eagle to the head, it didn't even scream and spilled blood in the air, and the soles of Xiong Zhan's feet also quickly fell down the cliff, seeing that he was going to die, Xiong Zhan had a pair of red eyes, and struggled to kick on the cliff, and at the same time tried his best to shake the iron chain in his hand, the huge iron hammer was pulled by the iron chain and rotated back, entangled a sharp stone on the cliff, Taking advantage of this opportunity, Xiong Zhan pulled the chain and climbed up again.

"It seems that Lao Tzu's life should not be extinguished!"

As soon as he climbed the pass, Xiong Zhan walked towards Fengyi with a war hammer.

The short battle was over, and instead of fighting the trapped beasts, Feng Yi and his soldiers glared at a pair of red eyes and said angrily, "What are you doing? ”

"Ordered to stone you to death!"

Xiong Zhan wiped the sweat on his face, and forced Feng Yi with a cruel smile, because the incident happened suddenly, and it was attacked from behind, neither this mouse nor its guards came back to their senses, otherwise, Xiong Zhan didn't want to win so easily, didn't he see piles of stones on the pass? If they had used these stones to smash them on the stone staircase, even a real armored bear would have been stoned to death.

But the eagle says it all.

"You despicable and shameless traitor, filthy water rat, we trust you, and you choose to betray!"

Xiong Zhan raised the war hammer, but he didn't smash it, because the mouse suddenly rolled its eyes, shook violently, and then foamed at the mouth, kicked its legs, and fainted. It would be a very dishonorable thing to kill a rat that had passed out, and how could a proud warrior do that? So, Xiong Zhan spat at Fengyi and scolded: "Cowardly as a mouse. Then he ordered the rat's guards to lay down their weapons, hold their heads, and crouch on the ground.

The Eagle Chew was taken down like this, and it looked easy, easy to believe, but it did happen.

Chariot after chariot was pulled up by a winch, followed by horses, bundles of halberds and heavy shields. Finally, there was Xiao Yu, who did not take the crooked and slippery stone staircase, but rode the horse and the wooden basket, as if rising from the clouds of white mist. A blackbird named 'Black Winter' hovered above her head. When she came up, she squinted her eyes and suddenly said, "It's not the middle of winter, if you grow big enough and be as strong as that man's big firebird, can I ride you and swim under the blue sky?" ”

'Black and Winter' didn't answer her, but just glanced at her faintly, flapping his wings and flying towards the sky, flying higher and higher.

Seven thousand men, four thousand horses, fifty chariots, countless swords, shields, and quivers, climbed the inaccessible Aquila Ridge by stone stairs in the mountains, or by wooden baskets, and then passed the more dangerous ropeway very slowly to the wings of the Aquila. Among them, eight horses, a chariot, and thirteen warriors rolled off the ropeway, and no echo of the landing was heard.

Feng Yi woke up, he was lying on the cold ground, didn't say a word, just looked at Xiao Yu so fixedly.

"He released a crossing eagle and I stoned him to death, but he must have tried to betray us." The bald bear touched the bald head with great certainty.

Xiao Yu looked directly into Feng Yi's eyes, slowly squatted down, pulled the big behind Feng Yi, wiped the white foam from the corner of his mouth for him, and said softly: "I'm sorry, I don't have a choice." ”

"Your Majesty, ......"

Suddenly, Feng Yi burst into tears, he held Xiao Yu's hand tightly, his crying was very desolate, tears and snot flowed together, and he almost turned his back on his breath.

Xiao Yu had a trace of sadness on his face and stroked his back for him.

Feng Yi struggled to sit up, then crawled on the ground, stabilized his mind for a while, and said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty, the minister did release the Crossing Eagle, but that was not a betrayal. ”

Xiao Yu said: "I believe in you." ”

"Why?"

Xiong Zhan and Feng Yi spoke out when they asked, the former looked stupid, and the latter looked shocked.

Xiao Yu said: "Someone once told me that a person's eyes will not deceive people. ”

Feng Yi's eyes were small, even smaller at the moment, and there was an uncompelling light gathering in that gap, it flashed twice, and then slowly lowered it, staring at Xiao Yu's boots: "Your Majesty, there is an ambush in the Dragon Whisker Valley, they will definitely not betray Your Majesty, nor will they betray me." ”

"You are my vassal, always."

Xiao Yu didn't say another word, she stood up and looked at the Grand Canyon under the Thousand Blades Cliff, the rain had stopped, but the sea of fog was still rolling, the cold wind pulled the big one behind her, the wings of the Sky Eagle stretched out forward, and the huge wings held the Dragon Whisker Valley Tuan in her arms. The warriors had gathered on those wings, waiting for the dawn.

Instead of waiting and suspicion, it is better to take the smug enemy by surprise. This is Xiaoyu's choice.

……

Yurov also hates damp places, such as Dragon's Whisker Valley, but his patience is good, and the soldiers are already complaining, but he does not move.

Not moving is sometimes the best attack.

The weak bird has grown up, its wings are enough to set off a storm, and the bird is the bird, and it has set off this storm, but it does not know that it too will be swallowed by this storm.

Yurov knew the nobles of Longsu Valley and Lanqiu very well, because the person who led the army to break through the Eagle Tsui back then was none other than Yurov.

Those nobles are as timid as rats, and whoever is near their house will be afraid of whom, so that the bird can sing on the opposite side of the Aquila Mouth, and now I have an army of 30,000 men, which can be attacked and retreated, so why should I fill that mouth with the life of a warrior? I just had to wait quietly, and it would naturally fall into chaos, and then open its chest in chaos. Yes, go to war. If it weren't for that idiot as Song Boyo, it would have been a very simple war.

However, if only if.

Today, he received an eight-hundred-mile fast ride from Song Boyo, and ordered him to quickly enter Lanqiu, disrupt those rebels, and within three days, if he could not break through the Tianying Chew, then he would immediately return to the army to defend the city.

Idiot, what an ignorant idiot!

From the Sunset Mountain Range to Que Cheng is a full 2,800 miles, there are 100,000 heavy soldiers on this distance, if even 100,000 heavy soldiers can't resist the invasion of the Xijon people, then, Que Cheng should really fall, and you idiot should be cut off and kicked as a ball, as for Xianjun, he will wait in hell, stretch out his hand, ready to slap you, provided that you still have a face to let him smoke when you go to hell.

Thinking about it, Yurov's face burned by the fire twitched, like a disgusting worm crawling on it. The more furious the heart, the more calm the rotten one-eyed became. He drew the sword from his waist, took the cloth from the basin, and wiped it over and over again.

He had already thought about it, the king's order could not be violated, and now that Song Boyao was crazy, no one could know what kind of actions a madman would make, so he could only attack. When he polishes this sword, he will forcibly capture the Aquila Mouth.

"Perhaps, that's what the enemy wants."

"But I don't have a choice."

"Bird, bird, you should thank Song Boyo, it was he who made your death not desolate."

Yurov rubbed his sword, very slowly, very slowly.

……

"General, it's already dawn."

The candle on the desk was extinguished, and the voice of the guard sounded outside the tent. Yurov tied his sword to his sword pouch and strode towards the curtain, and the moment the curtain was opened, the white light from outside suddenly came through, shaking his rotten one-eyed narrow.

It was dawn, but there was no sun, and it was still white outside, and the fog and water were mixed together, locking the whole camp to death, and a group of patrolling soldiers walked in front of them, their armor dripping with water, and the torches in their hands had not yet been extinguished, and wisps of green smoke rose from the torches, like twisted ghosts.

Twenty years ago, he captured this place with beautiful women and bribes, and today he will use great power to tell the world that he, Yurov is not just a conspirator, but also a real soldier.

"Let the soldiers be fed, and in an hour, follow me into the mountain."

"No."

The lieutenant general looked happy and walked away quickly.