The Son of Heaven was furious, and millions of corpses were ambushed.

The puppet was furious, and blood splattered five steps.

Candle Dragon is a knight of Xing State, and the left master is prominent.

is a high and powerful person, and his prestige is very deep, and under the anger, he shocked the four.

Even if this anger was only aimed at Dr. Cheng, the people around him were only affected, and they were still trembling.

Only Qingyang, and the scribe, were not affected in any way.

Even Zhong Bo and Lie Muyang both had flashes in their eyes, and their eyes showed a look of vigilance.

The scribe noticed that Qingyang's expression was indifferent, and he couldn't help but be slightly surprised.

As a third-grade war master, Candle Dragon is extremely powerful, coupled with the perennial military, he has a strong murderous aura, and even ordinary fourth-grade martial artists are difficult to resist.

The young man of the Qing clan in front of him was only fourteen years old, and he had no effect, no wonder he was so young that he had extremely clever formation cultivation.

Qingyang noticed the scribe's inquiring eyes, nodded slightly, and smiled slightly, indicating that it was okay.

At this point, it's not a good time to talk.

In Qingyang's ears, he only heard the anger of the candle dragon rising, and the sound was like thunder:

"This year's autumn shooting, who once said that the Xianyu barbarian department has entered the Kou every year, and the border city has been on fire year after year. You are knights, all of them are the dry cities of the country, and at that time they are ready to fight for the order of the king?"

Dr. Cheng's head hung lower, these were his original words.

The candle dragon was angry, with a deep sense of disappointment: "Now the country is suffering from internal and external troubles, there are strong and strong people in the north, and there are wild people in the trouble.

In the past 20 years, he has annexed the three kingdoms of the Northern Wilderness, and has never forgotten to oppress my Xingguo.

The kings and ministers are in the national capital, they are exhausted, they can't sleep at night, and the soldiers of the three divisions are waiting for the day, which is not an exaggeration!"

"Huh?"

A doubt in Qingyang's heart was suddenly solved.

No wonder Mu Yan complained, whenever Xianyu's army entered the army, it was always the Northern Xinjiang who took the lead, and the monarch never sent the elite of the three divisions to the north.

It turned out that the three divisions of the monarch were elite, and they had to defend Chongguo, which was also the prince of Dashen, and what was even worse was that Chongguo was far stronger than Xingguo.

From this point of view, Xing Guo is attacked on both sides, and the situation is tense, no wonder he will sit idly by and ignore the wild people in the country, and it is no wonder that Zuo Shigong Zhulong is so dissatisfied with Chengtong.

Cheng Yu finally understood what he was wrong, and knelt on the ground and mourned: "Master Zuo, I am willing to change my life!"

"Alas~"

The candle dragon's anger gradually subsided, and he sighed again, saying, "This time, the Red Ghost Department is stealth in Beilin City, and it is necessary to cooperate with the Ghost and Witch Department, and the inside and outside should cooperate to conquer Beilin City in one fell swoop!"

If it weren't for the luck of the young boys, who accidentally found their traces, I was afraid that the consequences would be unimaginable, and as for you to stay, you still have to make a decision in your own hands! Uncle Yun will also understand your arrangement!"

For every kingdom of princes there shall be fifteen cities.

The city is big and small, and every city has its own lord to defend the territory.

The lord of the big city, the lord of the lord and above, the lord of the middle city, the lord of the middle city, the lord of the small city, the lord of the lord and the doctor below.

Xing Guo has a radius of 10,000 miles, seventy-two cities, and the city lord goes and stays, all of which are personally appointed by the monarch Xing Hou.

Dr. Cheng's face was sad, but he knew in his heart that this was his best arrangement.

Qingyang didn't have too many worries about whether Cheng Yu would serve as the city lord, and it was probably more of a reprimand.

He was slightly puzzled by the Ghost Witch Department's attempt to attack Beilin City.

"The Ghost and Witch Department, if you want to conquer Beilin City, do you want to use it to establish your authority, and have other plans?"

Compared to the lord of the lord, the Ghost Witch Department is indeed very powerful, and it can be called a behemoth.

Even twenty years ago, the ancestor Xing Hou was as elite as he was, but he failed to exterminate the ghosts and witches.

But at that time, the situation was special, and the Ghost and Witch Department relied more on Lishui Daze and geographical advantages to escape the catastrophe.

Beilin City is high and wide, known as Jintang, and there is Tongdu Avenue connecting the Quartet, even if it can be overcome by luck, it will face the conquest of the Xing army, and it is absolutely difficult to hold.

In this way, the Ghost Witch Department spent such a big price to conquer Beilin City, and it definitely wanted to use it to establish its authority and do the next big thing.

The middle-aged scribe looked at Qingyang with appreciation, nodded slightly, and said, "That's right, this is a plan to knock the mountain and shock the tiger!"

Knocking on the mountain and shaking the tiger is naturally a good way to hear and say, but it is difficult to hear, and it can be said that killing chickens and monkeys is an example.

Xing Guojun and his ministers naturally did not want to be ridden on the head by the ghost and witch department.

Hearing the two answers, the candle dragon turned around, and in the face of Qingyang, he regained his cordial color.

Candle Dragon patiently explained: "The ghosts and witches, sacrificing yin and evil ghosts, have been inherited for nearly a thousand years, and they are ambitious.

Since 20 years ago, he escaped the slaughter of his ancestors, and even thought that he had the destiny of heaven, trying to unify the wild people in northern Xinjiang.

Just like the Black Wind Department of Southern Xinjiang, there are hundreds of thousands of people, totem warriors, wizards, sacrifices, and beast masters, which are innumerable, and they are divided into one side, just like a country.

However, the wild people have always been poor, and the northern wilderness is barren and the products are scarce, making it difficult to feed a large number of wild people.

Only by conquering Beilin City and seizing a large amount of military materials, grain and grass, the strength of the Ghost and Witch Department can be doubled, and it is more conducive to subduing the wild people of all departments.

Your credit this time, every stroke of the king, keep it in mind, and act hard every day, and the king will summon you next year!"

"That's the case! carelessly, I almost made the Ghost Witch Department the second Black Wind Ministry!"

Cheng Tong's complexion changed greatly, and there was no trace of complaint, and he solemnly bowed to Qingyang.

"If it weren't for Sergeant Qingyang, if I found the traces of the Red Ghost Department in time, if I was successfully attacked by the Ghost and Witch Department, I would become a clan and be wiped out, and I wouldn't be able to redeem this crime!"

It's the Black Wind Department again, and it seems that this wild people settlement is extremely powerful.

In Qingyang's heart, he instantly remembered Mu Yan's words, and immediately asked, "Could it be the Black Wind Department that once defeated the Zuo Division?"

Before the words fell, behind the candle dragon, hundreds of armor soldiers glared angrily together.

This was the most tragic defeat of their left division, and it was regarded as a great shame, although those soldiers ten years ago were no longer in the ranks of the left division, and the successive generations of soldiers of the left division had a heart of shame.

The candle dragon laughed, waved his hand to stop the anger of the armor soldiers behind him, and said loudly: "Be ashamed and brave, you can be a big husband." ”

"Master Zuo, the defeat of Master Zuo, although it is not a crime of war, it is a great shame for us, the Black Wind Department is uneven for a day, and the hatred in our hearts is hard to eliminate!"

A tall and sturdy soldier walked out of the team and replied in a loud voice, a vigorous fighting spirit, emanating from himself.

"There will be this battle!"

Candle Dragon appeased slightly, and then smiled bitterly at Qingyang: "Ten years ago, the left division entered the Black Wind Division, and I didn't want to lose a big defeat, so the king transferred me from the right division to the left division.

Rectify the soldiers and horses, intending to fight again, but unexpectedly, the army of Xianyu has entered the army every year, and it has been waiting for it again, and there is no chance to send troops again!"

Qingyang groaned slightly, and comforted: "Master Zuo doesn't have to worry too much, what he has done has not been a sound for three years, and it is amazing, Master Zuo has sharpened a sword for ten years, and the day when the soldiers point directly at the Black Wind Department will be the time for him to be awarded." ”

As soon as these words came out, the hundreds of elites of the left division, looking at his gaze, suddenly became much kinder.

Mr. Crane couldn't stop nodding, just this intentionally or unintentionally, he got closer to the soldiers of the left division.