Like a natural disaster that annihilates everything, the Northland wolf rides a move, the real dragon shows its teeth, the tornado wind, and the clouds move the waves.

Don't say that it is just a long river, even if it is an endless mountain, it will be directly broken.

With a fierce aura rushing out, the huge long river was directly cut off, and an invisible empty path appeared between the long rivers, which was enough for the wolf riders to pass at great speed.

The rolling river fell, accompanied by a wail and scattered sounds of resistance and fighting, and even the battle-hardened generals and martial arts masters among them were just wolves riding a few horses charging back and forth.

Almost no incense stick was used, and the roar of the long river falling back after being cut off had not completely dissipated, and only stumps and broken arms were left all over the ground.

The blood-stained soaked the entire loess with a fishy smell, but it made the injured wolf riders extremely excited, and it didn't take long for the heart to beat before the wounded parts began to heal.

Streams of flesh and qi that were so thick that they could be seen that they fused into their bodies, changing their physical fitness imperceptibly, making them stronger, more fearless, and of course, more crazy.

If it weren't for the pincer of the bloodline, the more powerful the more rational it was, but I was afraid that the wolf rider would already be a greedy wolf that began to fight back.

However, with the suppression of the blood wolf god, these greedy wolves cannot fight back, just as wolves can never resist the laws of nature, and all they can accept is passive change.

The blood almost stained their robes with a strong smell, but after a while, they became extremely clean, as if the blood stains were just an illusion, and then the armor, and even the horses under the crotch shimmered with a strong demonic smell.

This is also the reason why they have not slackened in a hundred battles, death cannot stop them from wielding their sabers, even if it is not long before they die in battle, they can be reborn from blood and killing, the wolf rider has always been fifty thousand, this number will not be much, and it will not be reduced.

The so-called imitation of them is nothing more than a group of children who have never seen killing.

Even this is enough to shake the Eagle Guard with an army that can compete with the Eagle Guard, and the backhand left behind by the Great Kang Taizu is definitely not bad.

It's a pity that they are all just local chickens and dogs, if it weren't for the leaders of the alien races in the north who are committed to eliminating the inheritance of the Yanhuang bloodline, constantly stifling the living force, and reducing the number of masters in this Central Plains, those so-called iron horsemen would not be their opponents.

The wolf riders knew very well that after they came out of that land, they could no longer be considered human, or not fully human.

So their killings are even more brazen and cruel.

It was a horrific killing with complete disregard for life, and even the most beautiful and painful wails could not stir up the slightest ripple in their hearts.

There is only killing, and only killing, which makes them feel the joy of life.

Whether it was a wolf rider that had been integrated into the bloodline of a different species, or some puppet that had been refined, they had never cared.

It's as if they can always kill those who talk nonsense with their own hands.

All speculations are incorrect, so they can still gallop around this ancient land, even hundreds of millions of people in the Central Plains are just rotting corpses under the hooves of horses.

In the void space, Su Huatian's divine thoughts broke through the vanity and took in everything, watching those Hanfu Dakang people being slaughtered, but there was no fluctuation in his eyes.

After experiencing several different worlds, he even led a humane rise, and he had seen so much more brutal killing, not to mention that it was just an infighting.

The struggle within the Terrans, no matter which side wins, makes no difference to him, if it is impossible to say that there is anger like him, after looking at things from the height of the Terrans, too many killings are just insignificant.

Unless it involves a foreign race, even if he is involved, he will not intervene at all, and if the slaughter is too heavy, he will try to save the world from the gods, it is impossible, people can only rely on themselves!

Whether it is from the past or to the future, people can only rely on themselves!

Su Huatian understood this better than anyone else, so he never interfered with anything, only to guide.

In his eyes, the current world has almost been stained with blood, even in the depths of the roots, and the unknown existence of the blood wolf god has almost replaced the providence of this world.

It became another sense... Firmament!

So why Dakang obviously has many years of national fortune but was directly beaten back, it is because the mandate of heaven has been changed.

Today's Northland alien race is not adhering to the luck of one clan, but the monstrous luck of several alien races in the Northland that should have been born slowly, but broke out at once.

It can be said that with this kind of clan luck, even if the Central Plains bloodline is really cut off, there will not be much backlash, not to mention that the bloodline luck of the Central Plains has long been swallowed up and taken away by it unconsciously.

This is the principle of the impermanence of heaven and earth.

The entire Central Plains is now almost covered in blood, and soldiers and civilians who are being chased and killed by the Northland cavalry can be seen everywhere, and occasionally an army that can resist is wiped out by more armies in just a moment.

With the exception of a few cities, countless places where people gather have been destroyed.

It is no wonder that many cities are surrounded by soldiers and civilians, heading towards those lighthouse-like cities, and they will not hesitate to lose more than seventy or eighty percent along the way.

It's death anyway, so it's good for Bo to have a glimmer of life.

However, some people saw this obvious conspiracy, even if Chang'an and other places contained the attack from the north, what could they do?

Only a place that is so large that even if you can't attack it, you can consume the people in the city, especially when their population increases again and the burden increases again.

But how could they refuse people from other cities?

Even if they knew that when the cities in other regions were wiped out, the mobilized armies would inevitably surround and even strangle several places in Luoyang, Chang'an, and they would not be able to stop this move.

This is the blood connection, this is their people of Dakang!

Maybe it was really lucky, no one thought that Chang'an and Luoyang made a decision at the same time, not only to accept the military and civilians from all over the country, but also to rise up and recover all the acropolis in Chang'an, Luoyang, and Shangjing.

Not to mention the expansion of the territory, it also slowed down the speed of the demise of Dakang and preserved the fire.

Steel fences were raised one after another, and Dakang Technology, which had almost begun to invent gunpowder, continued to make progress in the harsh war, and even had something similar to a musket in the later stage.

Although it is still reluctant to be ridden by wolves, it is a good thing to defend the city.

What's more, a thing called the flying kite was invented, and with the Dao Gate technique, the connection from the sky made the three great cities not completely cut off the connection.

Occasionally, they can also use the gap of the Northland cavalry to communicate back and forth, so that in this blood-colored land, there is still a trace of civilization in the end.

And this was twenty years before the entire Central Plains was ruled by the Northland...