The only thing that made Murong Qianran dissatisfied was that the saltpeter that Yeyu sacrificed her life to let her bring back, except for the one that was used to make bullets, the remaining saltpeter could only be used by Murong Tanran for two hundred*, *unlike the ones made by the Hazaqi clan*, although the same detonation could bring a lot of casualties to the enemy, but the * of the Hazaqi clan could give the enemy a heavy blow, and even half of the city wall.

Qing Feng took twenty sharpshooters to the front of the camp, and after a while, there was a loud sound, because the ancient technology was too backward, so that Murong Qianran made a firebird, the sound was huge, it can be described as deafening, compared to * is more than it.

When Murong Qianran gave the order to let Qingfeng lead twenty sharpshooters to clean up in front of the camp, many soldiers were urged by curiosity to follow, and when the sharpshooters were still hundreds of meters away from the five hundred soldiers of the Hazaqi tribe, and they didn't even officially fight, those soldiers saw that the soldiers of the Hazaqi tribe fell to the ground one after another, and never got up again.

"What's going on? What's going on"? All the soldiers began to talk one after another.

"What's that? I think it's similar to the rumored artifact, huh?"

"It's amazing, at such a distance, dozens of people from the Hazarqi tribe have been killed."

When the loud sound of the firebird had subsided, the soldiers lowered their hands covering their ears, and there were only the bodies of the Hassachi soldiers lying on the ground, killed by sharpshooters.

When the soldiers saw that the Hazaki soldiers had fled, they hurried to the pile of corpses, and probed for breath, but they were already dead.

All the soldiers cheered one after another, which made Xuanyuan's army feel greatly boosted, and his disrespect for Murong Qianran was slightly reduced.

When Murong Qianran heard Qingfeng talk about the scene of the Xuanyuan soldiers at that time, he couldn't help but smile proudly: "What I want is this effect, which can not only make the soldiers more excited, but also ensure the quality of the battle, so that the soldiers will become more and more brave the more they fight."

"Master, the subordinates have great admiration for the master, the master is in the eyes of the subordinates, and he is by no means inferior to a man, this kind of wisdom is unmatched with the world", Qingfeng's face was full of admiration, and he was even more respectful to Murong Tianran.

But Murong Qianran shook his head, his eyebrows and eyes were a little dim: "Even if you reach the pinnacle of the world, what can you do, there is no longer him by my side."

Seeing this, Qingfeng couldn't help but step forward to comfort: "Master, maybe...... The Night Protector is not dead, is it"?

"This is also what I want to know most now, the handwriting of that letter is too similar, like it, it seems to be from the hand of the night rain", Murong leaned at the door of the tent, looked in the direction where the Hazarqi tribe was stationed, and said with a light sigh.

"Master, how about sending someone to the Hazarqi tribe to find out?"

Murong Qianran shook his head again: "No need, the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment, I don't want to know the result, I don't want to be disappointed."

Qingfeng heard Murong Qianran say this, and he didn't know what he was talking about, the fragility of the master, he saw it most clearly, every late at night, the master would always talk in his dreams, nothing more than about the night rain, and every night, the sound of sighing would always be heard in the house, and there were several times when Murong Tianran secretly cried in the room, he also saw it in his eyes, but he never said it.

If the master doesn't want people to know, why should he say it, so that the master will be saddened.

Think about yourself, perhaps, it's happy, Xiao Tao was sent to Beiming by his master, although it is thousands of miles away, but as long as he is careful, he is always safe, he doesn't have to worry about Xiao Tao's safety, it's just that his thoughts are even stronger.

When everything was over, that is, when he met Xiao Tao, he had also been to the North Underworld occasionally, but after seeing each other for less than a quarter of an hour, he had to hurry back, after all, there were still many things in the Heavenly Gate that he needed to deal with.

Xiao Tao is the same, more often, but it is to ask Qingfeng not to come to see her, she is more worried in her heart, it is Murong Qianran, it is her young lady, she always tells Qingfeng to take good care of Miss, Ye Yu's death must be a great blow to Miss, although she did not have too much intersection with Ye Yu, when she heard the news of Ye Yu's death, she still couldn't help but cry with grief.

Miss finally had her own home, but she was ruthlessly wiped out again, and she didn't dare to imagine how Miss carried it.

After a short rest, Murong Qianran ordered people to beat drums and sound, led 20,000 elite soldiers, and marched towards the Hazaqi tribe.

As the saying goes, strike while the iron is hot, and the people of the Hazaqi tribe must have reported to their general when they went back just now, and they may be able to deal a heavy blow to the Hazaqi people while the people are in a panic.

Although this was different from the plan that Murong Qianran had thought of before, she didn't expect that the Hasaqi clan could come so quickly, and they had already set up camp before she came, besides, if they didn't first eradicate the Hasaqi clan that was blocking the Gusu City, I am afraid it would be difficult to attack Gusu City, which is why she only came with 20,000 elite soldiers.

A battle with the Hazaqi tribe must be fierce, even if it wins, the Xuanyuan soldiers will be physically exhausted, at that time, there is movement in the ancient city, while the Xuanyuan soldiers are injured, attack, the remaining 80,000 elite soldiers can also quickly come to support, so she is two miles away from the Hazaqi tribe, before camping.

When they came to a few hundred meters in front of the Hazaqi camp, after hearing the news, the Hazaqi people also prepared for battle, and the black pressure was obviously much more than the 20,000 elite soldiers brought by Murong Qianran, and the leader was a very young general with a beautiful face.

"With only such a small number of soldiers, how can you be enough for my soldiers to kill happily?" The young general on the other side didn't wait for Murong Tanran to speak, and he first slandered him.

When the soldiers on Murong Qianran's side heard this, they were more and more dissatisfied with Murong Qianran, and they originally brought 20,000 soldiers to go, but there were many people who were dissatisfied, after all, there were as many as 80,000 soldiers of the Hasaqi clan.

"To kill a chicken, you can use a knife."

The words were astonishing, the young general raised his eyebrows slightly, and then noticed that behind the row of soldiers opposite, there was a bright red thing.

"Hmph, I really didn't expect that your Xuanyuan Kingdom came out to fight, but the leader was a woman, it's really ridiculous", the young general suddenly laughed and shouted, and after hearing this, the soldiers of the Hazaqi tribe behind him couldn't help laughing.

"The general's words, is he looking down on women, right?" Inside the red tent, Murong leaned lazily on the twink, and said casually.

The young general was unimpressed, still laughing and shouting, "Haha...... Yes and how"?

"Hey..... Then this general, you are really disloyal, unrighteous and unfilial", Murong Tianran played with his fingertips and replied again.

The general was obviously stunned, waved the scimitar in his hand, pointed at the curtain, and said angrily: "This general's personality, how can you be slandered by a woman."

"The general must have been born to a woman, right?"

Murong Qianran's unhurried words made the general slightly stunned, and then he suddenly understood what she meant, and before he could speak, Murong Tianran preemptively said.

"The general's wife is also a woman."

"You ........".

"Among the general's descendants in the future, there must also be women, right? Then I want to ask, isn't it because the general looks down on women that he doesn't marry a wife, have children, and reproduce? Isn't it, because the general looks down on women, and when he returns home, he will definitely insult his mother and kick him out of the house"?

Murong Tianran's mouth was shocked, and after Xuanyuan's soldiers heard it, they all laughed out loud, but the young general was red-faced by Murong Tianran's words, and even among the soldiers behind him, there were many people snickering.

"Hmph, what is the ability to speak so fast"? The general turned around and glared at the soldiers behind him, then turned around and shouted at Murong.

"Dare to ask the general's name"? Murong Qianran sat up slowly, the two killers beside him lifted the red tent, the young general only felt a flower in front of him, Murong Qianran had already jumped lightly on the horse in front, and sat across the horse, the movement was so fast that people couldn't see it clearly.

The bright red light fur was draped on the horse's back, a few wisps of disobedient green silk floated to Murong Qianran's cheeks, a short knife was tied around his waist, and the one between his eyebrows and eyes moved, all of which had a majesty that people did not dare to face, and he was really sassy and heroic.

Especially the pair of blood-red eyes, slightly opened, revealing weird and unfathomable, looking at the young general, the general was stunned, these blood-red eyes, it seems that they have heard of it for a long time, when they were still stationed in the Linlang frontier, they heard rumors in the Central Plains rivers and lakes, there is a female devil in the rivers and lakes, there is a pair of blood-red eyes, those who see it have no life, and those who have not seen it are terrified.

There is even a saying that this female devil loves to divide people's five horses, isn't it, is it the woman in red in front of her?

"Why didn't the general answer"? Murong Qianran saw that the young general had not spoken for a long time, and couldn't help asking.

The general came back to his senses violently, his brows were tightly locked, his black eyes became deeper, and his delicate face became even more gloomy, if it was really as rumored, the woman in front of him was by no means a good type, it was rumored that she was strong in martial arts, and she singled out the seven major sects of the rivers and lakes, and almost cut off the hands and feet of the heads of the seven major sects.

"Dare to ask the name of the national teacher"? The young general shouted loudly, his words full of provocation.

"The little woman's surname is Mo, and her single name is Ran."

The young general suddenly burst out laughing, his chest heaving and rising: "This general is the son of Hasaqim Eagle Thunder, Hasaqim Mo Yan, I can't imagine that I am so destined for the girl", after speaking, he looked at Murong Qianran with a mocking look.

It turned out to be the son of Yinglei, and Murong Qianran despised it in his heart.

"The little woman remembers, in the future, she will make a mark for the general in the little woman's life and death book", after speaking, Murong Qianran took out the short sword on his waist, waved it in the air, and rode his horse towards Mo Yan at a lightning speed.

As soon as the soldiers behind Murong Qianran saw the order, they waved their spears one after another, a deafening roar, bursts of indignant drumming, and the war was about to break out, Murong Tianran took out a * from his arms, freed up the other hand to hold the reins, felt the fire fold, lit it*, and raised his hand to wave.

*of* burned out little by little, just when Mo Yan waved the scimitar in his hand, he saw an unknown object thrown towards him, he jumped up from the horse, and before he could stop the unknown object, he saw a loud noise, and a black smoke spread in the air, with a smell of *.

"Artifact? She also has an artifact"? Mo Yan also noticed it, after all, the smell was the most familiar to him, and then he looked at Murong Qianran and muttered suspiciously.

Then, there was no time to think about it, because Xuanyuan's soldiers had already attacked with their spears, and there was no time to delay, Mo Yan shouted behind him: "Kill, use our bravery to destroy the enemy on the opposite side."

Hearing the sound of the explosion, Xuanyuan's blood boiled even more, but he didn't expect that Xuanyuan also had the artifact of the Hazarqi clan, what else is there to be afraid of? Kill all of his Hazarchites.

Blood splashed everywhere, with a strong smell of blood spreading in the air, the Hazarqi clan and Xuanyuan were at war, and on the tower of the ancient city, there was a white figure, he stared at the bright red in the distance for a long time, and his heart was like being cut by a sharp weapon, and the pain was unbearable.