The crowd suddenly woke up from their sleep, undressed.

The sudden sound of the roar shook the ground, and thousands of arrows swept straight towards the tower, the firelight illuminated the whole sky, turning the dark night into day, the rain of fire in the sky was falling rapidly, and countless camps behind them were already on fire, and most of the soldiers had been hit by the fire before they could get dressed, and they were burned by the fire almost instantly.

Outside the city, the sound of iron cavalry broke through the sky, and tens of thousands of soldiers dressed in black continued to advance with the roar of rage, picking up layers of yellow sand with their guns in their hands.

The wind became more and more urgent, the sky was full of yellow sand, countless rockets illuminated the entire sky bright red, and the deafening sound of thunder resounded in the sky, and the wind roared like the roar of tens of thousands of people outside the city in the direction of the Nangu tribe.

"Don't mess around, everyone! Kill me out! In the chaos, Luo An flew on his horse, commanded the guards with a long sword in his hand, and rushed straight out of the city tower.

Lausanne was also close behind his brother, and for a while everyone was red-eyed, they didn't care about anything at the moment, he only had killing in his mind!

Kill the Tucker tribe to avenge Rong'er.

The wilderness was full of corpses in an instant, not only the soldiers of the Tucker tribe, but most of them were people from the Nangu tribe, Luo An looked at the soldiers in black armor in front of him, and knew that this was the most elite army under Puquan, but at this moment, he couldn't retreat at all, there were countless people behind him, he could only fight!

The long sword in his hand kept waving, as if he was tireless, and everywhere he went, there was an additional ghost under the sword.

And the people above the city tower also reflected at this moment, and shot out the arrows in their hands one after another, with a whoosh, the arrows were out of the sheath, and for a time the entire battlefield was filled with gunsmoke, and the air was even more unpleasant with the smell of burning.

Nangong Chengyu, who was far away in the tribe, also felt the feeling of shaking the mountains in this position, and as soon as his eyes turned, he immediately came out of the room and leaped towards the city tower in front of him.

Luo An is still fighting the battlefield ahead, but the number of enemy troops is too much, they can't kill it at all, and for a while, they were forced by the enemy to retreat in defeat, and the soldiers of the Tuck tribe have long since lost the embarrassment of fleeing in a hurry like the daylight, and they are all awe-inspiring murderous.

With the continuous advancement of the goose-shaped array of black-clothed soldiers, some people had already approached the city tower, and directly pushed up the cloud ladder and attacked towards the city tower.

"Put the boulder!" Luo Hong stood on top of the city tower at this moment and commanded the battle situation unhurriedly.

Immediately after that, the archers put away their bows and arrows first, and in pairs threw the prepared boulder into the stone tools, and then the boulder rolled straight down to the bottom of the castle tower.

The boulder rolled straight down, the ground trembled, and the cracking sound of crushing flesh and bones swept through the entire battlefield with a strong bloody gas.

Luo Hong picked up the longbow behind him, and with a whoosh, the arrow roared towards the enemy's throat, killing him with one blow.

This kind of battle finally won a little respite for the soldiers of the Nangu tribe, but the morale that had just accumulated yesterday instantly became low.

Looking at the layers of encirclement below, everyone suddenly felt a sense of despair, how could they have beaten such a powerful Tucker tribe.

The sky dawned unconsciously, and everyone looked at the dense soldiers of the Tak tribe under the tower, and the goose-shaped array surrounded everyone tightly.

Luo Hong looked at the number of people under him was really more than expected last night, not only the people of the Tucker tribe, but also countless other tribes scattered in the southern Xinjiang on both sides, it seemed that Puquan wanted to wipe him out this time.

Otherwise, it would not have been so laborious, and it would have brought out the people of those small tribes.

"Luo Hong'er, I advise you to surrender quickly! Today I am bound to set foot on your Nangu! Pu Quan stood straight in the middle of the black-armored army and shouted at Luo Hong.

"You're talking too wildly!" Luo Hong chuckled lightly and said to Puquan.

"You and I have been fighting for many years, and now it's time to divide the highs, and now I will sacrifice the lives of all of you Nangu to my son's spirit in the sky!" Pu Quan's voice was mixed with monstrous anger, and his face turned red because of the strong anger, and his eyes flashed with murderous aura.

Then he pulled up the longbow and aimed it at the city tower, only to hear a sound on the ground, the bright red Nangu banner hanging high above the city tower fell, and floated towards the city tower, but Luo An took the red flag again with a leap, and he firmly believed that they would not lose!

Now the people of the Tucker tribe are just arrogant for a moment.

Luo Hong's eyes were full of appreciation when he looked at Luo An, but when he turned around, he found that the soldiers beside him had become a little depressed, as if they had been frightened by Pu Quan's words, thinking that the number of the Nangu tribe could not defeat the Tucker people at all, Luo Hong suddenly remembered the treasure that Luo An handed him yesterday.

Last night was really sudden, just thinking about the enemy, for a while I forgot to take out the treasure, now the morale is so low, if the gaffe is allowed to develop, I am afraid that they will not be able to last even three days and will be defeated.

If the army is really defeated, according to Puquan's temperament, he will definitely kill all the people of the Nangu tribe, he knows that Puquan completely does this kind of thing, not only himself, but also the people and soldiers of the Nangu tribe will be slaughtered by Puquan.

The soldiers below were still waving the weapons in their hands, even if the enemy was so numerous, they did not give up, and they still did their best to protect the territory under their feet and protect their loved ones and friends behind them.

Luo Hong lowered his head and pondered for a moment, finally made up his mind, and then gestured to the soldier beside him.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

A rousing drum beat slowly came from above the tower, reaching the ears of everyone who was fighting below the tower.

In an instant, everyone's movements stopped, and they all looked at Luo Hong above the city tower.

There was only a small group of people holding bows and arrows above the city tower, and their eyes stood resolutely on the city tower, lined up in a horizontal column, and Luo Hong stood in the middle, looking at the people below very firmly.

"Ladies and gentlemen, all of us are the people of southern Xinjiang, born to belong to southern Xinjiang, because of the loss of the heirloom treasure of southern Xinjiang, Chi You Ling, so Southern Xinjiang was divided into today's scene, the ancestors have clouds, Chi You Ling, and Southern Xinjiang is unified!!"

Luo Hong's voice was very excited, and he shouted very firmly to the soldiers in the audience.

Saying that, Luo Hong took out the wooden box behind him, and the wooden box on the wooden box belonged to the southern Xinjiang script and the ox head logo for a while, so that everyone was stunned for a while, and even the weapons in their hands couldn't be cared about.

Luo Hong then slowly opened the wooden box, and everyone involuntarily held their breath and watched.

Luo Hong slowly took out the Chi You Ling that was placed in the wooden box, Chi You Ling is a square utensil, the four sides are depicted with the ox head logo, and the bottom is the unique text of ancient southern Xinjiang, and the top of the utensil is the enlarged ox head mark, under the sun, the whole Chi You Ling is with a faint purple gas, and the top ox head is reflected on the city wall, for a time Luo Hong's entire figure is lined with brilliance, as if the horns of the cow have grown.

The people below were even more shocked, what was going on at this time, Luo Hong really had a special order on him!

"King of Southern Xinjiang! King of Southern Xinjiang! I don't know who in the crowd started shouting, and for a moment the whole battlefield fell into chaos.

"King of Southern Xinjiang!"

"King of Southern Xinjiang!"

Everyone who was originally in the scuffle shouted loudly towards Luo Hong, and even knelt down directly in Luo Hong's direction.

Almost all of the Nangu tribes knelt down towards the top of the city tower, and their mouths always shouted the name of the king of southern Xinjiang, the ancestors had clouds, Chiyou ordered, and southern Xinjiang was unified, and now their leader got the order, then he is the person chosen by God, and he is the person chosen by the gods!

Now their leader has become a veritable king of Southern Xinjiang, and everyone's low morale has been refounded, and they are the real orthodoxy of Southern Xinjiang!

Nangong Chengyu was hidden among the soldiers at the moment, and when he suddenly saw Luo Hong take out the wooden box, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, but he figured it out in an instant, although they cooperated this time, but after all, he was not a citizen of Southern Xinjiang, but a person from Dayan, and after a little thought, he knew why Luo Hong was hiding the truth.

He was also a little strange why there was a simple wooden box in the Nether Spring, but Luo An still regarded it as a treasure, but now it seems that all this has been explained.

And at this moment, the Tucker tribe is kneeling or not, they are now loyal to the general power, but everyone has faith, and they are a little shaken for a while.

But this time it was not only the Tucker tribe that participated in the battle, but also some small tribes conquered by the Tucker tribe by force over the years, and the two wings of the goose-shaped array were composed of these teams.

Pu Quan was also a little surprised when he saw this scene, and he didn't expect Luo Hong to really find Chi Youling.

Seeing that the people of the small tribe had gradually knelt down, Pu Quan's heart became more and more anxious, these people who defected to the battlefield at this moment are really hateful, the name of the king of southern Xinjiang is typed, but it is not a plain order to pick up a broken order for no reason, he doesn't believe in this set!

"You old horseman, you're all dying and you're still talking about these useless things!"

"Puquan, now what you say is denying the ancestors? Denying the gods we have been worshipping since we were born? Luo Hong saw that Puquan was already panicked, and his heart gradually calmed down, and he spoke slowly.

They have their own beliefs in southern Xinjiang since the beginning of the world, and their ancestors will tell the stories of the tribe one by one, and the ancient god of war Chiyou is the most believed god of their tribe, with Chiyou as their ancestor, it is rumored that Chiyou face like a cow's head, and their tribe is a totem of belief in the cow's head.

"Luo Hong, don't delay any longer!" When Puquan heard this, the uneasiness in his heart became stronger and stronger.

At this moment, the leader of a small tribe looked at Pu Quan and said with disdain.

Originally, Puquan relied on force to suppress the tribes around it, but the faith in southern Xinjiang was more important than their lives, and now Luo Hong has taken out the Chiyou Order, but Puquan denied the faith because of his own strength, so it is not worth them to follow.

Now that Luo Hong has obtained Chi You Ling, the king of southern Xinjiang is none other than him!

"The king of southern Xinjiang is what everyone expects!"