The north is desolate, the red land is thousands of miles, ten rooms and nine emptiness, and the corpses are piled up in the wilderness.

The most tragic thing in the world is the fall of the family and the country, the barbarian crossing, the slaughter of the city and the land.

Today's Liangzhou is full of resentment and anger in broad daylight, and the ghost atmosphere is pervasive.

But there is one place that is incompatible with this ghost realm-

On the Tibetan and Guizhou Plateau at the junction of Liang and Mo Prefectures, there are countless large Japanese military camps stationed at this time, dotted with stars.

Looking up, you can find five super giant tents in mid-air, like a small island suspended, with a halo of light sitting behind, emitting infinite light and heat.

This is the Great Sun King's Tent, which is comparable to the existence of the Dipin Sect Station.

Perhaps in terms of the refinement and changeability of its functions, it is not as good as the Flame Mountain, but it can accommodate 100,000 military horses alone, integrating marching, transportation, supply, and rest, and it is an unparalleled weapon of war.

Therefore, don't look at the fact that Luo Khan had twenty-eight sons, but in fact, there were only five who were qualified and capable to own the king's tent.

These five princes not only have reached the realm of returning to the void in their own strength, but the mother clan also has a prominent position and power, plus the warriors under their command are gathered, and the masters are like clouds, and the position of the future khan is basically produced between them.

In fact, every year when they invade Great Xia, it is the five princes who are inseparable from the Shengwu Army and Tianyan Palace.

They didn't care about the losses at all, and only used the resources plundered by Great Xia as the capital for power and profit within the clan, which won the appreciation of Luo Khan.

And the Great Day King Tent, located on the southwest side, is to which the second prince Wato belongs.

Not to mention the three hundred totem warriors under his command, even among the twenty-eight princes, there are five followers, and the power of Vato is so strong that only the eldest prince Li Wang can compete with it.

At this time, there was a tall and mighty strong man with a noble temperament, walking quickly all the way towards the pavilion in the depths of the king's tent.

He is the fourteenth prince Unge, the right-hand man of Vato.

It's just that Ange, who has always been above the top and has no one in his eyes, is full of anxiety this time, and has a sense of urgency that the mountain rain is about to come and the wind is full of buildings.

"Second brother, the Holy Martial Army has been supplied with spiritual food!"

Without waiting for the attendant to push the door, Unge hurriedly pushed the door open, and the air of luxury came to his face.

In front of the desk in the center, a fair-faced man with a silk scroll in his hand was quietly flipping through the books.

Unlike Ren Xiahu, who is fierce and incomparable, and was born with a god of war, Vato leaned quietly on the Shanmu chair, and his gentle and elegant temperament was like a beautiful son of a royal family, how could he have the appearance of a barbarian.

But if you look closely at the slightly sunken eye sockets under his high cheekbones, and his eyes with a distinctly Northern Regions style, you can find a cruel luster that flashes from time to time, and the tyrannical aura is not revealed.

As for the book he read, it was the "Ming Gong Xinsu" by Qiu Ming, the great Confucian of the time, and if it was seen by the Venerable Masters of Great Xia, they would definitely ridicule him for painting a tiger and not being an anti-dog, but Vato was enjoying it.

When he saw Angge intruding, he frowned even more unhappily, and said in a subdued tone: "Too shallow, too shallow, shallower than the water of the Yarub River!"

Unge was stunned for a moment, and then realized that Vato was reprimanding him for not being able to cultivate his state of mind.

But he couldn't care about the calmness of the Central Plains people who were in front of him, in his opinion, he was scared stupidly, and raised his voice and said loudly: "Second brother, the Holy Martial Army needs to have supplies, and the blockade we have worked so hard to plan will fail!"

"Fireflies, dare to compete with the sun and the moon?"

Watteau finally put down the book, first with absolute confidence, and then asked, "What's the matter?"

Ang Ge hurriedly said: "Our people in the Holy Martial Army have come to the news, five days ago, another Holy Martial Army, Hou Jiying, brought a deal of spiritual food, Ren Xiahu agreed, Tianjiao Sect is about to provide them with a seven-star sword jade!"

"Tianjiaomen?"

Vato recalled it carefully, and only then did he connect with Chu Feng, the double-list tanhua who was famous all over the world a year ago, and even the Great Ri Clan was shocked, and sneered: "Little sect, dare to meddle too? The gap between him and us is like the foot and the top of Qiaogori Peak!"

Unge covered his forehead helplessly.

His second brother is a rare person in the Great Sun Clan who is both wise and brave, not only has his cultivation on the Cangyan Burning Heaven Spectrum reached the peak, but he is only one step away from becoming a divine envoy, and his mind is deceitful, and even the terrifying Demon God-like Saint Martial Army Hou Ren Xia Hu has suffered a big loss.

But Wato loves the culture of the Central Plains, imitates the scribes and talents, quotes the words of the sages, and has a habit of using the landscape of the Northern Regions as an analogy.

At first, everyone thought that this prince was a genius, his words rhymed, and he spoke nicely, which he liked very much, but gradually, he couldn't stand this way of speaking.

"Chu Feng subdued the demon king, but he didn't know that good luck would not be like the sun halo in Dala Palace, and he would appear every day......

But Vato didn't notice anything, so he stood up at this time, paced to the map, and pointed to the two places above: "You lead the guards to the army to ambush Shizhang Gorge." ”

Ang Ge Yiqi: "Shizhang Gorge, why did they go here?"

Shizhang Gorge is the place where Yingzhou and Mozhou meet, as the name suggests, it is a canyon that is only ten zhang apart, the steep walls on both sides are ten thousand, you can only see a line of blue sky when you look up, and there is a waterfall hanging straight down, extremely dangerous, it is a natural ambush site.

Since ancient times, I don't know how many battles have broken out here, and they have all won more with less.

It is no exaggeration to say that unless there is a team leader of the Returning Void Venerable, and the Returning Void Venerable Domain is fully deployed and escorted, no matter how elite the army is, it will not be able to withstand the boulder rolling down from the top down.

Because this place is too dangerous, it has been rarely visited in recent years, and if the Holy Warrior Army wants to transport spiritual food, there is no need to choose this place at all.

Vato smiled deeply, and began to talk again: "Standing on the top of Chogori Peak, you can choose to look down on the four directions, but when you stand at the foot of the mountain, you can only choose to look up!"

Unge was confused, but he also knew that Vato had a plan, so he immediately turned around and ordered his troops, got out of the Great Sun King's tent, and went all the way to Shizhang Gorge.

"The breath disappeared from here, the madman who used the Soul Forbidden is not that person?"

He didn't know that at this time, there was already a round figure, traced back to Shizhang Gorge, carefully exploring every place, not letting go of the slightest clue.

At the same time, a majestic man was standing on the top of the gorge, with an inconspicuous pitch-black long knife hanging from his waist, holding a straw in his mouth, and muttering: "Is this the first test? A new world, a new challenge, it would be nice if Xiaoling also came, one world and two brothers, should I break his peaceful retreat, uh-huh, it's really distressing!"

After talking to himself, his brows rose suddenly, and the well moon on his waist was withdrawn, blooming with an incomparably brilliant yellow light, shining on the dense soldiers behind him.

"It's coming!"