The morning glow on the horizon is as red as fire, and the bones under the sand are as white as streams.

Chicken crowing off.

The six-zhang Xiongguan between the two mountains is built of thick logs, standing for thousands of years and weathered, and is the bridgehead of the demon clan against the empire.

That's right, this is now covered with white bones, the original purpose is a stronghold used by the demon clan to attack the human race, since Zhou Tianzi took power, through the Spring and Autumn Period, the Warring States, until the rise of the Great Qin, this Jiming Pass has always been the sword that hurts the human race the most, until the first song of the black phoenix in the East, the Xuanniao descended from the sky......

The sound of white bones being crushed by the soles of iron shoes sounded.

A hideous spiky boot sole stepped on the rotten wooden plank, and the owner of the iron boot climbed the city wall in the howling wind: "Western Qin, five hundred years have passed, and the former owner of this land has come to you for revenge." ”

"Assemble the army!"

"Uh-oh-oh!"

"Whole army, whole army!!"

"Roar, roar, roar, !!"

At a glance, from below the rooster song, countless white bone arms poked out of the yellow sand, and countless arms praying to the sky in despair kept stretching and struggling to grasp the sky.

Bang, a loess bag exploded, the huge bull's head boiled out with the knight on his back, the hideous gray and white armor was already a little broken, with a few bone spurs revealed in the broken places, the sun shined through, and the scene inside the armor made people's hearts cold.

After the Minotaur ....

White bones, still white bones! Countless bones broke out of the ground!

Human bones, animal bones, demon bones, and thousands of legions of white bones poured out from the ground, surging towards the heaven and earth outside the rooster like a wave.

They are the souls of three hundred years ago.

Once uprooted from home.

Betrayed.

I have felt despair and desolation.

Now 500 years have passed, and this former tiger has returned from hell and killed them with their unwillingness and anger!

"The !! of the whole army"

As the rooster crowed, the man's roar followed, and the tide of white bones that had been scattered in all directions followed, and then the roar that resounded in the sky roared again in this valley.

The rooster crowed at the head of the city, and the red light in the eyes of the majestic figure wrapped in Xuanjia flickered, and a pale and chapped palm stretched out from the long sleeve, quickly retracted, hesitated again and stretched out quickly, and clenched his fist fiercely.

"In the past, Er and others were treacherous, ignoring the righteousness of the decisive battle between the human race and the demon race, and when my Great Zhao was at war with the demon clan, they attacked the national capital Gan Cicada behind their backs, causing my 400,000 elite sons to fight to the death in the yellow sand....... Yingzheng Xiao'er, I didn't expect that I would come back again today to seek revenge on you. ”

"Revenge!"

"Revenge!!"

"Roar, Roar, Roar, !!Roar, Roar, Roar, Roar, T

......

......

Seven days later, the Red Eagle sent a message from the Yellow Nize on the border of the Western Continent, and Yanyun City was a sensation.

There was a resurrection of the dead from 500 years ago.

Or the whole legion resurrected together!

Now this army of the undead who once fought fiercely in the Western Desert has become the vanguard of the demon race, targeting the territory of the empire.

Who's right and who's wrong?

Who knows?

......

......

Southern Regions, Qinling.

The winner who had just returned from the imperial capital sat expressionlessly in the Zhangtai Palace, listening to the Xihai battle report whispered by the eunuch on the side, and his fingers kept rubbing his temples.

The Western Stygian Kraken Clan's offense is nothing.

Every ten or eight years, these smart beasts nested in the yellow sand pile will come over to find a beating, although it makes the emperor and the people inside and outside the country impetuous, but in the eyes of the winner of the southern king, it is actually the same thing.

As long as there is money, food, and sufficient supplies, Yan Yun, an old friend, will not let the war erode into the empire.

But this time it seems a little different?

Thinking of the "remnants of the six countries" specially pointed out in the battle report, the winner's eyebrows furrowed fiercely.

Great Qin unified the Seven Kingdoms, and there were many obstacles encountered during this period, and naturally some extraordinary means were used, and now the "dead soul" five hundred years ago was resurrected, saying that he wanted to win the revenge of the clan.

It's really a big trouble.

Drive the rakshasa to the north, enter the demon country in the west, reject the southern barbarians in the south, and reject the kraken in the east.

The former Great Qin was extremely brilliant.

Today, the winner is still crowned with jade wear, brocade clothes and food, and lives a very comfortable life.

He is even more expensive as the king of the south of the empire, shepherding and guarding the southern regions of the empire, his elite soldiers are counted, and his family's property is even richer than the country, and his majesty and etiquette are no worse than the original emperor.

But now is not what it used to be.

Brilliant heaven.

He won the guest, after all, he was not the first emperor, and he could dictate the court with one word.

There are dead people who have returned, and it is still the westward army of 500 years ago, and these warriors who can be called "heroes" now want him to repay the blood debt of the Ying clan, and there is more than one person in the empire who gloated.

The battle must be fought!

This is a final, the Imperial Military Department has no objections, and even dispatched countless grain and grass elite soldiers from all over the country in advance, ready to fight vigorously.

But!

The war is a war with the demon clan, and the troubles left over by the old winners five hundred years ago, those ministers in the court have no intention of helping the next.

It's good if you don't fall into the ground!!

Four hundred thousand... The war report said that it was only in the early 100,000s.

More than 100,000 skeleton shelves...... Elite revenants, if you want to slap to death, it's not impossible to do it.

But he can't do that......

"The former army of the demon clan has passed through the Fort Desert Territory, and there are still seventy-six miles away from the Yellow Sand City Fortress" The middle-aged eunuch on the side was still talking, his voice did not fluctuate at a glance, just like the pitch-black robe on his body, full of the aura of Daqin.

"It's okay" The winner waved his hand, and after being silent for a while, he suddenly let out a puff, and saw him speak: "There are always villains who want to see Lone's jokes, since some people want to see it, so what's the harm in letting them see it?" ”

Winner stood up from the Black Gold Throne, let the eunuch behind him put on a tiger skin cloak for him, and then strode towards the outside of Zhangtai Palace.

"400,000 elites, hey, if you are alive, you may have to be afraid of three points, but now that you are dead, how can you climb across Yin Mountain to find Gu Gu for revenge?

Hahahahaha.....ha

The winner was gone, and the laughter left behind echoed in the Zhangtai Palace.

The black-robed eunuch stood at the door and watched him leave, just as in the past few hundred years, until the figure of the winner disappeared at the end of the field of vision, and the old man, who looked almost the same age as the winner, sighed and roared at the top of his voice: "The king is out of the palace~~~~~~!" ”

PS: Surprised? Not surprised? The classmate who said he wanted to eat Xiang live broadcast, don't leave after school! By the way, call the two classmates who are going to the telephone pole and chop it off to come over and fight the landlord together~~~ Wowhahahaha!

Ps2: The update is powerless, powerless.

Ps3: There is no guarantee when it will be updated, it will be written anyway.

PS4: This king is out of the palace!!