Chapter 155: Infernal Affairs
Time goes back to half a month ago.
On this day, it was still sunny, and the dry and hot air was slightly distorted, making people's vision blurred.
The weather in the desert during the day is so hot that you will sweat profusely after walking a few steps, but at night the temperature is very low, and sandstorms come and go.
On the slopes of the Sahara, there are two opposing sides, namely Rusif in the Gold Mine Fortress and the wildfire of the Wildfire Sand Pirates.
Dressed in a battle robe, Rusif sits on the back of a three-headed lizard dragon.
That three-headed lizard dragon had actually reached the level of the peak of the fifth level, which was equivalent to the level of a human earth martial sword master and a magician.
It's hard to imagine how strong Rusif, who tamed this fifth-level demonic beast three-headed lizard dragon, to what level of strength?
Wildfire, although he is in his seventies, looks no different from a middle-aged man, with a rather strong figure, and a terrifying anger and undoubted majesty between his eyebrows.
He had been the king of the desert, and all the forces would prostrate at his feet, trembling.
Even Kamanda's father, before he captured the ancient desert city, Yueyue had to pay tribute to the wildfire, and he was one of the powerful forces attached to the wildfire sand bandits.
Time has passed, the years have passed, and the wildfire sand pirates of that year have long since sunset, and they have lost their peak power, and they have been replaced by the nephew of the commander of the Eighth Army Gree, Major General Rusiff for life.
These two old opponents, who have been fighting for more than ten years, saw each other's faces face to face again today.
I don't know how long it was last time, three years, five years, or eight years?
On that occasion, the wildfire was defeated, the loss was very miserable, and it was caught off guard, and was secretly ambushed by Rusif and Gele, killing and wounding more than 8,000 people. Surrendered to the Empire.
The most powerful power in the world is the Church, followed by the Coro Empire, the Ebelon Empire, and the Lorance Empire, and then the Venetian Confederation, which is dominated by commerce and has a prosperous economy. Or the Venetian Confederation Empire.
was recruited by the empire and became the regular army of the empire, and there was no need to hide in Tibet in the future, worried about the encirclement and suppression of the emperor's ** team, and he could go to the inland world of flowers and flowers openly. Comfort and pleasure.
This is undoubtedly the best way out for leaders who have few ambitions and just want to survive.
It took more than ten years for Rusif to gradually weaken the strength of the former Desert King, until now, the Wildfire Sand Pirates can only barely maintain tens of thousands of troops, compared to the heyday, there were more than 100,000 people, a full decline of three or four times.
Finally, the decisive battle is coming!
Rusif for the day. I've been waiting for more than 10 years!
The commanders of the two sides rode sand beasts, approaching alone, and there seemed to be only hundreds of guards behind them, and no one knew how many strange soldiers were in ambush within a radius of 100 kilometers.
Ten paces away, both the wildfire and Rusif stopped.
The two looked at each other carefully, and the biggest rival in their lives was silent for a long time.
About five or six minutes later, Russifu shouted, "Wildfire." You and I met again, I remember the last time we met face-to-face, you were like a dog, I chased you all over the desert. Embarrassed!"
Wildfire smiled coldly, and only said one sentence: "I am very satisfied with the five carts of gold." ”
Russifu was speechless, and his expression suddenly became gloomy.
"You hand over the gold, I, Rusif, swear in the name of the goddess. You and I will cease fighting for ten years, and we will not invade each other!" Rusif cried out as he hammered himself to the chest.
"Your Excellency, you don't have to play this trick with me, do you? There are many people who want to kill my wildfire, and even more who want to kill you! Your uncle's army of 100,000 alone is enough to be a knife hanging over my heart. "Wildfire Road.
After hearing this, Rusif suddenly sneered: "I don't play tricks with you, as long as you hand over the five carts of gold, I will allow you to continue to live in my territory, as long as you don't anger me, even if there is a grain of sand in your eyes, it will not hurt." ”
Wildfire looked up to the sky and laughed a few times, pointed at Rusif with a sneer, and shouted: "Rusif, don't you dream! Do you really think that you are invincible and like a god?
Rusif calmly asked, "Oh, why is that?"
Wildfire sneered: "Do you think that you can rebel against my nephew just by saying a few words? I regard him as my own, I have watched him grow up since I was a child, and others say that I am indifferent and ruthless, but I attach great importance to family affection!"
Rusif shook his head lightly, and said with a smile: "I, as a person, have always been suspicious, and I will not pin all my hopes on an outsider, even if it is a brother in life and death who has followed me for many years, I will keep a hand." ”
As he spoke, Rusif took out a package from the ring and threw it on the ground, revealing a dead human head.
It was one of Rusif's senators, whom he had trusted in the past, and who had attended many military meetings, but in reality, he was a spy planted by wildfire around Rusif!
"I know, the place your nephew told me is fake, it is estimated that there will be ambushes, and it is a dead end for many people to go, but before he died, through forced confession, I learned the whereabouts of your lair, a day ago, by my captain Papason, led 30,000 light horsemen, has arrived near your lair, it is estimated that now the war has begun, it will not be long before your lair will disappear, and not a single weed will want to survive!" Russif's face was full of indifference, and the murderous aura was terrifying.
Wildfire's pupils constricted, clenched its fists, and let out a "crackling" sound like a firecracker.
"Hahahaha...... Wildfire, are you feeling hopeless? You and I have been fighting for more than ten years, and you still lost in the end!!" Rusif laughed loudly, his body trembling with excitement.
Suddenly, a roar came, and from all around the distance, there was a rolling black torrent rushing towards here, and countless cavalry roared, showing a trend of encirclement, realizing the iron wall encirclement!
Under the sand, the ambush soldiers of the wildfire rushed out, leaning together with panicked faces, forming a circle battle array.
"Huh?" Rusiff's laughter came to an abrupt end.
Russifu opened his pupils and kept looking at the ambush soldiers in the wildfire, and he was shocked to find that the number of ambushers in that group was only four or five hundred!
According to Rusif's plan, taking advantage of the opportunity of "peace negotiations", Wildfire must have expected that he intends to take this opportunity to annihilate his forces, and there will be ambushes.
Using himself as bait, he ambushed twenty or thirty thousand ambush soldiers under the sand, and took advantage of this opportunity to severely damage Rusif's strength. The other team, the Lair's defenders, will attack the gold mine fortress with no defenses, and Wildfire will be the final victor and regain control of the desert.
"No, no, my ambush is only four hundred. Wildfire smirked a few times, stretched out his hand, pointed to the location of the gold mine fortress behind Rusif, and said: "My main force has now gathered under the gold mine fortress, it is estimated that the battle has begun, even if you use your uncle's strength, in order to annihilate me in one fell swoop, and my main force, you will definitely use most of the troops to ambush, plus Papson's 30,000 light horsemen to capture my lair, the defense of the gold mine fortress will be greatly weakened, and it is estimated that there are still 20,000 people stationed?"
"Under the frenzied attack of all my main force of 85,000 men, as well as the forces that vassal me, a total of 137,000 men, how long can your fortress of Rusif hold out?!" Wildfire smirked loudly.
"Impossible! Where did you get so many troops? 137,000 men? In your heyday, there were only so many people!" Rusiff's face was full of disbelief.
"Hehehehe......" Wildfire laughed in a low voice, "After this battle, my Wildfire Sand Pirate Regiment will definitely be greatly damaged, and completely reduced to a second-rate, or even a third-rate force, and you Rusif will not be much better, when the time comes, the ancient city of the desert will be the most powerful force in the desert, and with the comfortable mentality of Kamanda, it is estimated that it will not be like you and me, in order to fight for hegemony, so, after you and my forces are hit hard, the desert will become the Warring States Era! How can those wall-to-wall grasses with ambition not seize this opportunity and use my last strength to inflict heavy damage on you, Rusif?"
Wildfire laughed lowly, pointed at Rusif with a mocking face, and shouted, "I'm finished, you're finished!" It's just that you killed too many people and offended too many people...... The fight of two tigers, a pack of ambitious jackals...... Hahahaha, what an interesting scene?"
"Crazy, you are crazy! Are you going to die with me? In order to hit me, you gave up those old and weak women and children ruthlessly! You ...... Harder than me!" Rusif gritted his teeth in hatred.
"Shut up! I am the former king of the desert, and everyone will crawl at my feet, trembling! Why did you take my position, like a dog for more than ten years, let the great wildfire wander and lose everything?!" Wildfire's eyes were bloodshot, his teeth were clenched, and he roared: "You '' and 'son' raised Rusif! If you don't have your uncle, what are you?!!!!?"
Rusif yelled, brushed up, and pulled out a purple jade heavy sword, "Kill him!
Rumble!!!
The rolling torrent roared and rushed, roaring, shouting, the rows of sharp spears, as if they could tear everything, black light armor, heavy black iron heavy guns, the crushing of tens of thousands of terrifying cavalry in front of him, even the great sword master could not resist a charge!
Only strong people like Wildfire and Rusif can not change their colors under tens of thousands of iron riders.
Rusif's eyes were bloodshot, even if he transferred 100,000 iron horsemen back to the gold mine fortress now, it would be useless, and it was estimated that the battle over there was over.
Now, there is only one belief in Rusif's heart, and that is to kill the wildfire!
Rumble!
The terrifying fighting spirit rushed out of Rusif's body, and his aura continued to get stronger.
Swordsman, Swordsman, Great Swordsman, Earth Martial Swordsman...... Peak Martial Sword Master, Half-step Bronze Sword Master!!!
Wildfire's pupils shrank slightly, and he was shocked: "Everyone says that Rusifu is the strongest man in the desert, but I didn't expect you to be so strong!"
A surging yellow fighting spirit swirled around Rusif, his bloodshot eyes open, and his voice said indifferently and mercilessly, "I want you to die, I want you to die in wildfire!" (To be continued.) )