The base camp of the barbarian tribe has never been found, and now looking at the sky-high blood pillar in the depths of the Bashu mountains, the fool also knows that something big is coming.

"Command the whole army, advance at full speed. Master Li shouted loudly.

Gu Chushen on the side had a solemn face, and the blood column soared to the sky, he immediately led the soldiers and horses to the camp of Li Division, and when he arrived, Li Division's army was ready to go, and the two armies merged and marched into the mountains.

In the mountains, the army marched in the mountains and forests and rushed towards the sky-high blood pillar in the distance, hundreds of thousands of troops divided into several torrents, a cold and sparkling sharp armor, like a dragon covered with phosphorus armor wandering in the mountains and forests.

In the marching army, some soldiers were wounded, and along the way, they had encountered several waves of barbarian warriors ambushing, although they were all small groups of barbarian warriors, but they could not resist the combined army of Gu Chushen and Li Shi.

The 200,000 troops under Li Shi have been guarding Bashu for many years, and they are all soldiers who have experienced a hundred battles, and the people and horses brought by Gu Chushen, not to mention the wolf guard, are all elites in a hundred, and the other 50,000 Taoist soldiers are all people and horses recruited by the third prince Gu Jingtian. At the very least, they are all people from the Xiaodao realm, although they have no actual combat experience, but in terms of individual strength, they are definitely the strongest troops.

With an army of nearly 300,000 troops, the barbarians ambushed on the road were tantamount to mantis arms as chariots, but even this greatly hindered the speed of their march.

"General, there are barbarian ambushes along the way, and it is not advisable for the army to rush in. The adjutant general beside Li Shi said worriedly.

Li Shi frowned deeply, he didn't know that the barbarians had set up an ambush in advance, but looking at the red blood pillars rising up in the sky in the distance, Li Shi had an extremely ominous premonition in his heart, he didn't know what was happening there, but this was clearly what the barbarians had been planning for a long time, and even they had set up a lot of ambushes along the way, which was obviously not something that could be completed in one or two days.

If the barbarian plan succeeded, he believed that the damage caused would definitely be ten times greater, or even a hundred times greater, than the current losses of the army.

Suddenly, a voice sounded in Li Shi's ears.

"The army can't stop for a moment!" The voice was not high but calm and powerful, Li Shi turned his head to look at the person who spoke was Gu Chu Shen, dressed in military uniform, with a resolute demeanor, holding a black spear with a pole and a dragon, and the head of the spear was stained with dark red blood.

Looking at Gu Chu Shen in military uniform in front of him, Li Shi was surprised, this guy looked steady and a little bit of royal elegance, but when he started a battle, he was a tiger under the mountain, domineering and fierce, and the barbarian warriors under the black dragon spear in Gu Chu Shen's hand were like pieces of tofu and fragile.

Such a fierce general is rare even for Li Shi, who has been on the battlefield for many years, but Li Shi doesn't know that Gu Chu Shen has fought thousands of times with the blood clones of the Six Imperial Demon Gods in the consciousness space of the Mud Pill Palace over the years, and if he is not careful, he will be defeated by his consciousness body, and fighting with these barbarians is nothing compared to the consciousness body of the Six Demon Gods.

As for Gu Chushen in the past few years, he has only seen a few times, and the outline of his impression gradually appeared in his mind, there is no noble shelf, he is young but he is less calm than his peers, but in the past few years of Bashu's political achievements are mediocre and decent, and even Bashu's government affairs are rarely interfered.

At this moment, Gu Chu Shen's words surprised Li Shi a little, obviously Gu Chu Shen also saw the stakes in it, and he was also a decisive person when he spoke out about his orders.

"The army is marching at full speed!" Li Shi said in a deep voice.

When the deputy general next to Li Shi heard Gu Chushen's words, he didn't dare to say more, and those present counted Li Shi and Gu Chushen's high official positions, since the two of them said so, how could he dare to have any objections.

And just when they led the army to march quickly, in the Great Rift Valley, where the Barbarian tribes gathered, the Barbarian tribes carried out solemn and solemn sacrificial ceremonies.

The red blood pillar rising from the mysterious black mountain of three hundred zhang soared into the sky, and hundreds of thousands of barbarian warriors gathered around, unlike the barbarian warriors who blocked the army of Gu Chu Shen Li Shi, these barbarian warriors were very burly and strong, and the weapons in their hands were all made of stainless steel, and there was a ghost statue with a tiger head and a cow body tattooed on their bodies. These hundreds of thousands of well-armed barbarian warriors are the elite warriors of the barbarian tribe itself.

For the holding of the ghost and god sacrifice, the high priest of the barbarian tribe, except for a small number of warriors who supervised the war of the barbarian tribe, summoned almost all the elite warriors of the barbarian tribe stationed outside back to the ancestral land, and the purpose of calling them back is not only to guard the completion of the ghost and god sacrifice, but more importantly, in this sacrifice, these elite warriors of the barbarian tribe will also complete an important transformation after being baptized.

Directly below Montenegro, a grand altar nine feet and nine feet high towers, and four bronze sacrificial pillars are engraved with hundreds of ancient sacrificial texts.

Looking at the sacrificial text of the ghost and god sacrifice on the sacrificial pillar, the sorrow in the eyes of the barbarian high priest flashed, and even the sacrificial text used to sacrifice the ghosts and gods of the barbarian tribe was passed down only a few hundred words on a few broken pages, if it were not for those few pages of fragments that had been preserved by their ancestors for generations, they would not even be able to complete the ghost and god sacrifice.

On the altar, hundreds of rare and exotic offerings are on display, and there is a python dragon head head as big as a thatched house.

The python dragon was very large, the python dragon head was placed at the front of the altar, and the python dragon's body circled along the foot of the entire 300-zhang Black Mountain Mountain.

Heaven and earth are different species, comparable to the python dragon of the peak of the Dao Emperor, the moon worship Tan python dragon who has dominated one side in the Bashu Mountains for countless years, and the most powerful beast comparable to the peak of the Dao Emperor in the mountains of Bashu is regarded as the last sacrifice, providing the huge vitality and blood required for the sacrifice.

At the same time, the black pool in the center of the altar has opened four dark lotus, which is to tear off the corner of the night, the four dark lotus flowers have a unique and strange beauty, which makes people yearn for it, and the dark lotus is swaying without wind, ordinary people can't feel it, the four dark lotus flowers secretly fit the soul path, containing a strange and unpredictable soul path power, which seems to summon something between heaven and earth.

At this moment, the boundless blood power essence was slowly sucked away by the ancestral mountain, and the sacrifices on the altar flew up and sank into the ancestral mountain from time to time, and with the huge blood qi sacrifice replenishment, the black mountain that had been silent for a long time seemed to be slowly recovering.

Under the altar, the barbarian high priest Chikong said in a hoarse voice: "The ghost and god sacrifice has begun and must not be interrupted in the middle, there is news from the peripheral tribes, the army of the imperial court is marching in the direction of the ancestral land, although the old man has arranged other tribes to set up ambushes along the way in advance, but those tribes can't stop it for long, and the ghost and god sacrifice will take three days and three nights to complete at the earliest. ”

The patriarch of the Barbarian tribe, Chi Lie, held a huge mountain-opening axe, the head of which was like half a door panel, and said in a deep voice: "Lie has ordered the slave tribes along the way to set up a heavy ambush, and even if the people and horses of the court outside are reached, there are only a few left. ”

Chikong's rickety body was inhabited by a wooden staff, he shook his head, and looked at the old man in puzzlement, and Chikong said slowly: "Do you really think that those tribes who are enslaved by our clan will really go all out to resist the army of the imperial court." ”

Once, there were hundreds of barbarian tribes in the deep mountains of Bashu, and there were more than a dozen large tribes comparable to the barbarian tribe alone, and these big tribes jointly ruled the order of the Bashu deep mountains, but with the help of the remnants of Longwu, in order to gather enough resources for the ghost and god sacrifices, the barbarian tribe has been conquering for forty years, and the barbarian tribe has unified the barbarian tribe in the past forty years, and many barbarian tribes have been enslaved by the barbarians.

In the past forty years, the former barbarian tribes have submitted to the force of the barbarian tribe, but Chikong knows that these tribes are afraid of the barbarian and hateful at the same time, and the barbarian tribe has forcibly plundered and killed countless people in the past forty years, and these tribes have only hidden their hatred for the barbarian, but if the barbarian tribe falls, these people will bite it mercilessly.

And before the Barbarian tribe shows weakness, these tribes will be the best tools, but it is simply a fool's dream to expect these tribes to stop the imperial army, Chikong only hopes that the ambush of these tribes can delay the pace of Gu Chu Shen's march as much as possible.

Chi Lie's eyes were deep, and he said in a rough voice: "As long as Chi Lie is not dead, he will never let a single soldier of the imperial court enter the rift valley, 200,000 sons is enough, I will personally guard the pass, and let them stay in the ancestral mountain to bathe in the grace of the ghosts and gods." ”

Chi Lie turned around, looked at the 400,000 elite warriors of the Barbarian Tribe all over the mountain, took a deep breath, Chi Lie left the ancestral mountain of the Barbarian Tribe, and took away the 200,000 Barbarian Warriors, and went in and out of the pass towards the Ground Rift where the Barbarian Tribe was located.

The Ghost God Sacrifice began, the Bloodburst Pillar on the Ancestral Mountain became the best guiding light, the base camp of the Barbarian Tribe was exposed to everyone, the rift valley where the Barbarian tribe had recuperated for countless years was about to become the most tragic battlefield, he knew that the army of the imperial court was constantly approaching the rift under the leadership of the so-called "Imperial Court General", the old and weak women and children of the tribe had been evacuated in advance, and he could let go of the war without any worries, as a warrior of the tribe, as the patriarch of the tribe, he would use his life to guard the completion of the ghost and god sacrifice.

Chi Lie rushed to the entrance and exit of the rift valley, bringing with him 200,000 elite warriors of the Barbarian tribe.

On the third day, when the silence of the mountains and forests was broken, a simple fortress fortress stretched several miles of passes in the crack canyon where the barbarian tribe was located, and 200,000 barbarian warriors were waiting for the fortress.

And at this moment, the dense forest on the opposite side was scattered with sharp-armored soldiers stepping out, and then followed by a dense locust-like imperial army pouring out.

Two figures stood at the forefront, one holding a black dragon spear, and the other hunting with a silver armor and white cloak.