The year before last, there was no full division in the city. There is no news from Fanhan, and they are separated from each other. No one collects the bills. Return to the horse to recognize the remnant flag.

Thousands of miles in the Gobi, the north wind is raging, and the cold snowflakes are dancing wildly in the wind.

The black steed gasped, and the white mist exhaled between its mouth and nose, and then the cold north wind blew away.

The knight on horseback was dressed in a thin black robe, as if the bone-chilling cold had no effect on him.

In the distance, there was a snorting breathing sound in the distance, which was originally extremely subtle, and it was difficult to distinguish even the best sand fox in the ears on the Gobi Desert. But the knight's ears twitched, as if he had found something. He shook the reins and drove the horse toward the sound.

Half an hour later, the tragic battlefield in which the soldiers had no survivors in a hundred battles was presented in front of the knights. Broken spears, flags half-submerged in the sand, and mutilated corpses make up an oil painting called War. And most importantly, there are the blood demons who are eating corpses.

"Phoenix Tribulation!"

In a low cheer, the black and white entangled phoenix sliced through the sky, and in the blink of an eye, more than twenty blood demons were cut into pieces. Du Lengqiu jumped off his horse, dug a big pit in the ground, and threw the remaining corpses into it for burial.

Eleven corpses, this is a whole cavalry squad. One of the team members, ten team members, encountered a group of blood demons, and they only killed four or five of them despite their best efforts. And then, well, according to the official version, honorably killed.

This is just a microcosm of the countless battlefields in northern Xinjiang.

Hundreds of thousands of soldiers are fighting the blood demons who have slipped through the net here, protecting the Central Plains in the rear. The grasslands and Gobi in the north are the hardest hit areas by blood and rain, and no immortals take care of the people here. Even the Ice God Sect, which was based in the Extreme North Ice Field, did not regard these barbarians as compatriots.

And now the consequences are coming. A terrifying number of blood demons crossed the desert and the Gobi and invaded the Central Plains. In order to prevent the Central Plains from being completely corrupted, the Imperial Heavenly Alliance arranged a 10,000-mile yellow sand array along the east, north, and west to block the invasion of the blood demon. However, this battle line is too long, and even with the background of the Imperial Heavenly Alliance, it is difficult to arrange it completely, so it can only be arranged in an extremely rudimentary version.

Those lackeys who have managed to cross the formation of blood demons need to be eliminated by teams of warriors.

This is the truth about the blood tax.

After removing the gun head and putting it away, Du Lengqiu continued to drive the horse forward.

The sky is getting darker, and the road is hard to discern. While passing by a gravel hillside, Du Lengqiu jumped off his horse and led the horse to the leeward place to give it a good rest.

The stone next door has been blown by the wind for thousands of years and has long since become rounded. The horseshoe strikes on the stone with a crisp sound.

The black horse screamed twice, shook its head and sprayed white, Du Lengqiu patted its neck and comforted: "Okay, okay, I know you're tired." But it's better than those compatriots who are lying on the ground and buried in the snow, such a damn world will be over. ”

"From your point of view, what Su Weixing said is really good. Enslaving a horse for a lifetime, when you are old and crippled, and then killing and eating meat with a knife, is really ten thousand times more vicious than a capitalist. And this is already a universal value, hehe. ”

Du Lengqiu tapped the scabbard and asked, "Butterfly Dance, what do you think?"

"Man is the root of all evil. "The sound of the butterfly dance is as pleasant as ever.

Du Lengqiu smiled dumbly, "That's the case, I've already returned your demon card." Why don't you leave?"

Butterfly Dance immediately asked, "Where can I go? The Arctic Ice Sheet, the South China Sea Islands, there is no shadow of human beings there? As a passion saucer, only you have a place for me." ”

"Haha, you have to hug my thighs tightly. As he spoke, Du Lengqiu lightly drew his sword out of its sheath, and the wooden sword made of the heart of the Bodhi tree drew a perfect arc in the snowflakes in the sky, stabbing down in the air.

At this moment, the sand and gravel flew in all directions, and a demonic black mouth suddenly appeared on the ground. The crocodile giant struggled to grow its mouth, its blood-red teeth, its forked snake letter expanding and hissing.

The two seemed to have cooperated thousands of times, and the wooden sword was just right, not more than a minute, not less than a second, stabbed the snake lizard's head, and nailed it firmly to the sand.

Its four sharp claws frantically scratched the ground, and blood-stained stones flew in all directions, adding a touch of color to the snow-covered world. After a while, it fell silent and sighed. The blood-filled eyeballs regained their clarity, and after a few moments, it left two lines of tears.

This is a snake lizard with very weak strength. It's just a little more violent and powerful than a beast, and it's much worse than a real demon. But if they rush into the Central Plains, they can run rampant in the countryside.

Du Lengqiu stepped forward and touched its head, sighed, and complained: "TND, I have sighed more during this period than in the past nineteen years. ”

"Okay, don't feel wronged. You're just an ordinary snake lizard with no emotions and just a baby to mate. Although he was transformed into a bloodthirsty demon by Blood Rain, he regained his sanity before he died. As the saying goes, when you hear it, you can die at night!"

"Heh, don't swear. Forget it, for the sake of you not having a few minutes to live, I won't scold you back. Speaking of which, what is the most regrettable thing in your life? Maybe I can do it for you. ”

"What, there are no descendants left?" Du Lengqiu was embarrassed, "Cut, it's really low-level fun." I can't help you. Don't you have any noble wishes, such as regretting that a treasure hidden somewhere has not been taken out?"

"Really?"

"Okay, okay, I believe you!Well, there's one more request, let's say it!" Du Lengqiu was very generous

"Oh, don't eat you. Don't worry, I've got food. Du Lengqiu took out a cold and hard steamed bun and shook it in front of the snake lizard's eyes. Obviously, this did not comfort the fragile soul of the snake lizard, which was dead, and did not blink an eye. Du Lengqiu sighed, struck a big pit with his palm, kicked the snake lizard into it with a lift of his toes, and easily buried it with a wave of his palm.

Du Lengqiu took out a handful of sorghum and soybeans from the gourd, put them in his left hand for the black horse to eat, and nibbled on steamed buns with his right hand. With each bite, he frowned, and if he was thirsty, he swallowed two snowflakes.

He was a little troubled now, but some time ago he had finally refined his ears and divine truths, and obtained a new supernatural power. And this is precisely the source of trouble.

Avatar: Secret Language

You can hear the voices of all living beings. Even if they don't say it, they can form a very clear language in their ears. At the beginning, Du Lengqiu was very uncomfortable, all the bright, insidious, friendly, vicious, noble, shameless voices filled his mind, and how to shut him down took three whole days, fortunately he still had feet, it only took ten minutes to rush out of the surrendered city, otherwise he would definitely go crazy.

In the wasteland, Du Lengqiu was alone, and finally realized the strength of this magical power. No sneak attack could escape his ears.

And there is another magic in the secret language, with the previously awakened eye supernatural powers, well, what is it, I can't say, it's really shameful. So far, Du Lengqiu has only used it once, and he has only used it on Qi Ling, and he has only lasted for one day, not to mention the embarrassing process.

After feeding the horses, Du Lengqiu continued to drive the horses forward.

An hour later, he came to a camp through the wind and snow, dismounted, shook off the snowflakes on his body, and led the horse in.

The camp is surrounded by an earthen wall, and there are stones in the soil to make the bones, which is relatively strong and durable. Thousands of camps connected the three surrendered cities along the Yellow Sand Formation, supplying all the warriors and hunters.

The earthen walls are not high, but they are strong enough to keep out the blizzard. The snow crunched when stepped on it. The whole camp was so rudimentary that even the guards guarding the gate did not exist.

The stable was dirty and messy, and there was no one waiting, only a dozen or so horses grazing quietly. The dry grass was mixed with soybeans and salt, and the cold wind ruffled the horsehair, but the blanket on their backs kept them warm.

Du Lengqiu took off the saddle and hung it on the wall, added hay in the manger, and then carefully put a blanket on the horse and tied it up, so as not to be blown away by the wind before leaving.

Here, there is only one place with lights, and only one place with sound.

He walked over and pushed the door open, warmth and noise coming in. Du Lengqiu was in a trance, as if he had seen this scene in some movies.

Chinese-style tavern layout, long strips. Behind the case stood a thin old man, his face covered with scratches and his eyes a little cloudy. A pair of hands is thick and rugged, but still very strong.

Approaching the case, Du Lengqiu threw eleven gun heads on it, and rolled around with a clanging sound. The dim glow of the oil lamp reflected on the snowy gunwind, turning into a swaying faint dish.

On the edge of the head of the gun were engraved the names of the warriors. This spearhead is proof of their existence.

At the end of their training, each warrior in the northern frontier will be equipped with a horse, which is their best companion on patrol. There is also a spear, which is an essential weapon for the charge. In addition, the Heavenly Alliance will not provide other equipment, and knights can purchase and equip any magic weapons, hidden weapons, etc. on their own.

The soldiers fought in the north and were buried in the north of Xinjiang. And all that is brought to their loved ones is such a cold gun, and endless nostalgia.

"Another cavalry corps was wiped out. How many teams are these in half a month?" the thin boss's voice was hoarse, as if his throat had been slashed.

"Seven!"

"What an eventful season! What to eat?"

Du Lengqiu knocked on the case and made a beeping sound, "A bowl of somen noodles, two steamed buns." ”

There was a whistle behind him immediately, and someone laughed: "Cold fire, you are a plain steamed bun every time." What are you doing with that much money? Do you want to become an immortal?"

"What's so good about becoming an immortal? Why don't you go to the Qinglou, I heard that the red aunt in the surrendered city has fine skin and tender meat, and it is said that she has also practiced the kung fu of inner charm, so that people can straighten their waists and go in and bend down to come out. Woohoo, it's cool!"

"But the cold fire is different from us. He's a master. ”

Everyone immediately fell silent. Du Lengqiu turned around and watched more than a dozen men of different ages sitting in groups of three or five at their respective tables.

They are not blood taxes, but hunters, hunters who come to hunt blood demons and demons voluntarily.

Of course, the real demons are just fresh dishes delivered to your door. Hunting half-baked monsters like snakes and scorpions that have been transformed by blood rain is their main business.

The Imperial Alliance has set a reward for blood demons and demons, attracting people from the rivers and lakes to come and hunt as a supplementary force for the knights. The reason why they came here was because the elixir rewarded by the Imperial Heavenly Alliance could help them break through the realm of the year.

The vast majority of the martial arts people are in the realm of rest after tomorrow. They are either too old or because they don't know the basics, which makes it difficult to break through to the innate level.

But the pills of the Heavenly Alliance can make up for all these shortcomings, as long as they provide enough blood beads.

Although these people are ridiculing Du Lengqiu, there is not a coward who has come to the north from thousands of miles away. They can talk about flowers, say sour things, and vent the pressure of life and death. But these are all small sections, they are all warriors who are unwilling to accept the gloomy fate and have the courage to change their future.

For warriors, Du Lengqiu has never lacked respect.

He raised the noodle bowl, raised it above his head, and said, "Replace wine with noodles, salute you!"