Outside the Great Wall, the sentry tower in front of the Ulan Pass.

Several Ulan scouts changed into the scale armor of the Eastern Emperor.

They tied red cloth over their left shoulders to distinguish friend from foe, and each patrolled with torches as if they were ordinary Imperial soldiers.

The leader of the probe horses noticed the movement inside the Great Wall, and the sound of a trumpet like the roar of a wild beast came from afar.

Things had changed, he wondered, could it be that our disguise had been discovered?

The gates of the pass were opened.

A pitch-black carriage rushed out first, and the Red Army of Tanma suddenly cheered up with twelve points, all of them clenched their swords, guns, bows and arrows, and were still standing guard on the surface, but in fact, everyone was ready to fight.

Wait a minute. The leader saw the spirit flag on the carriage, which seemed to be the carriage of the Ghost Face Troupe.

"Looks like they've got it, what a fucking false alarm!" the leader of the ponies breathed a sigh of relief and gestured to the people around him, "Wait for them here." ”

But after thinking about it, it's not right, so how should the military horn be explained? The emperor's plan didn't mention this at all, could it be that something had happened?

The snow-capped mountains behind him became more and more solemn, and the steel-like black mountains under the snow line seemed to be faintly changing, and the moonlight seemed to be obscured by the Ulan Snow Mountain, and the vision was becoming more and more blurred.

The man with the bow and arrow climbed to the top of the watchtower to observe. The carriage of the ghost show troupe approached, and it looked like a black plank in the white snowfield.

After them, many people poured out of the city gates, all of them were cavalrymen in the gate, and the sound of horses' hooves shaking the earth could be heard from afar.

The horses couldn't help but be a little worried, and looked at each other one by one, their weapons clenched tightly, hoping that the emperor had really made a plan and let them get out safely.

The coachman of the carriage let out a long, powerful cry.

The horses also responded with Humai, and the scene was reminiscent of wolves howling at each other.

"They're back, they're back!" the leader of the ponies waved his hands as he guided the carriage to a nearby stop.

The person who had prepared to receive him in advance led a few steppe horses to the carriage.

"Hurry, the cavalry of the southerners is coming!"

It turned out that they were planning to temporarily change the carriage, and the six members of the Ghost Face Troupe got what they wanted, and now they are preparing to separate up to evacuate the Imperial border.

"What about the carriage?" asked the leader.

"You can drive wherever you want, just lure the southerners away. ”

At this moment, the old man in the ghost mask slowly got out of the carriage, his wooden mask had an exaggerated white beard, and even the hair on the scalp flew like a loose dragon whisker.

As he passed around Tanma, they were in awe of the Ulans.

"It's really like the legendary white old man. "A deserted probe and the man next to him exchanged ears.

"It's quite similar, I wonder if he will eat people like the wolf king white old man?"

Heavy white gas erupted from the hole in the mask, and just as he was riding on the horse, the ghost suddenly turned his head and stared at the horses, causing the two of them to shudder in fright!

The old wolf-like eyes seemed to exude the unique light of carnivores in the darkness, and the two scouts immediately apologized: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, we're just talking casually!"

But the ghost didn't seem to care about it.

He said in a loud voice: "Later, you will continue to pretend to be southerners, and follow you into the Great Wall, and when it comes, you will open the gates of the city to welcome the arrival of the Khan." ”

"Wait, who's it?"

Without waiting for them to continue to ask, the ghosts and the ghosts rode to the Ulan Pass, all of them mysterious, and the hazy clouds and mist in the mountains became thicker and thicker.

There was no room to even think about whether or not to carry out the order.

Not long after the ghosts left, they found the Eastern Emperor's cavalry at the bottom of the slope, they were very numerous, and when a group of cavalry galloped, the flame trail on the torch in their hands was dragged long.

It is not an exaggeration to say that thousands of meteors are launched at the same time!

The hillside is full of moving flames, although the horses are pretending to be the soldiers of the Eastern Emperor, but they will still feel afraid, this is the shock of thousands of cavalry when they charge, the horses are like islands, and the cavalry army is a torrent of fire!

"There's no time, take a snapshot!"

"You, go and drive the carriage, and lead them away, where you should run!"

"And you, hurry back and stand up!"

"Where's the archer, where's the archer! pretend to find the enemy blowing the trumpet!"

Everyone was in a hurry, and there were too many changes to the plan, but they had to hurry up and execute it.

After all, no one wants to be trampled and chopped into meat by hundreds or thousands of cavalry!

In the face of so many cavalry, the driver of the carriage was under heavy psychological pressure, and his hand holding the reins trembled slightly, panting and urging the horses to move quickly.

Those who stayed behind were also afraid of being recognized, so they had to lower their heads and bury their faces in the shadows.

The horns of the scouts on the watchtower echoed the trumpets of the Great Wall, and the entire ice field was covered with a dull cry.

This usually inaccessible and silent place was shattered by the hustle and bustle.

Here it comes.

The sound of horses' hooves was like a thousand thunderbolts striking the earth at the same time.

They're coming!

The leader of the probe took a deep breath, and the others almost held their breath, their eyes staring ahead in awe.

The flames flow from the sky. The Vietnamese cavalry and the cavalry in full armor poured up the snowy slope with their swords and spears aloft, and before they could get close, a steaming heat seemed to rush to their faces.

The Eastern Empire has dominated the Eastern Continent for thousands of years, and the dragon's power has not diminished so far, and the trend of landslides and ground cracks can be seen when the cavalry charges.

This is a demonstration of the ancient kingdom to the Ulans, or a warning, to warn them not to cross the line in a delusional way!

None of the scouts dared to act rashly, but only pretended to have just been through a battle.

They never imagined that in order to hunt down the ghost troupe, the empire would not hesitate to use so many men and horses, and the things stolen by the ghost troupe must be extremely important.

The ranks of the Eastern Emperor's cavalry split into two tributaries, and the regiments surrounded the watchtower. The bright light of the fire reflects the surrounding daylight, and the swords clearly reflect the human face.

Every sergeant was on standby, and the cavalry captain in a stubborn fit slowly walked from the formation.

"Did you find the enemy's wagon?"

The leader of the probe lowered his voice and said vaguely, "Report to your lordship, but we have not stopped the enemy. ”

The atmosphere became somewhat oppressive, and a brief conversation was followed by a long silence. The lieutenant led the horse's head and looked around the perimeter of the watchtower.

The leader of the horse was afraid that the captain would see the corpse, so he hurriedly said: "By the way, my lord, we also killed a few of their people, and the corpses are still there!"

In fact, these corpses have long been changed into nomadic robes, and if you don't look closely, you really can't tell that these are the soldiers who originally guarded the watchtower.

The captain hesitated for a moment, and then the leader picked up again: "Those Tartars are running very fast, and they will enter the mountain at once." ”

"What about your horses?" asked the lieutenant.

"The Tartars snatched them, and a few of our brethren went after them. With that, the leader's finger pointed in the direction of the valley.

That's the closest road to Ulan.

A frozen river winds into the depths of the snow-capped mountains, and there are those cedars and oxtail flags that have been planted on the mountain road since I don't know when, and the rusty bells beat the bones of animals in the wind, there is an indescribable wildness and desolation.

Although Ulan belonged to the Eastern Emperor, it seemed to be an isolated island, with the Great Wall and snow-capped mountains separating the imperial land from the northern wilderness.

On the other side of the mountain is the wind blowing grass and seeing cattle and sheep, which is the world of countless ancient nomads.

Although it has been adjacent to the Eastern Emperor for thousands of years, the people of the Imperial Land in Guannei still know nothing about the Ulan grassland.

The lieutenant exhaled a white breath from his mouth: "Let's go." Then the reins were kept going, and the cavalry followed him one after another.

The cold sweat on the palms of the imposter sentries froze into ice ballast, and when the cavalry left, they found that their palms were already slippery and cold.

"Are you leaving?" asked only then did Tanma begin to whisper.

"Gone. ”

"Then it's time for us to go. ”

A few of them patted the leader on the shoulder, "Let's go." ”

The leader nodded, wrapped his tattered cloak tightly, and looked at the slightly ice-blue walls in the distance, and uttered a strange remark: "I am saddened by the imminent death of hundreds of warriors. Do we want to be buried with us......

They trembled and wandered through the ice fields, and when they were about to reach the bottom of the city, it was dark.

It was the sky that had already entered the middle of the night that became darker. A huge black shadow appeared on the ground beneath their feet, and it continued to spread, and even the bright moon and starry sky above their heads were quietly engulfed.

The probes opened their eyes wide but did not dare to look back, they knew what was happening, yes, "it" came, the leader finally realized. The Empress gave up on them from the beginning.

It was as if the ears were being cut back and forth by a blade-like storm, and there was a terrible loud noise behind him, it was the roar of a giant beast, it was the thunder of anger.

It's like an ancient barbaric and rough prehistoric song, even the cry of a million heroes is nothing more than this in front of this voice.

After that, darkness completely enveloped the land.