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On the high walls of Yunxi City, Dai Yongzheng looked motionless ahead. He looked forward to www.biquge.info appearance of that group of people. "Chief soldier, you go back to rest first, I'm here to guard, as soon as there is news, I will inform you immediately. Standing beside Dai Yong was his most loyal deputy, Vice General Wu Hanwu.

"Vice General Wu, do you think I can still calm down and rest at this time?" Dai Yong smiled bitterly.

"Alas. In this regard, Wu Han could only sigh. Since the general soldier is unwilling to rest, let himself wait with him! So the two of them, who were also very anxious, looked straight ahead with their eyes!

After a long time, a long time, in the distance, a black and oppressive figure finally appeared.

"They're back, they're back!" Dai Yong's heart was filled with ecstasy. But as the people approached, his face changed along, and the horse's back was loaded with a large group of corpses, and behind the horse, there were a dozen or so dejected soldiers.

With many years of military career, Dai Yong immediately understood that this was clearly a group of remnants of soldiers who escaped from the battlefield!

Dai Yong's figure floated down from the top of the tower, and his anxious eyes were scanning quickly. The eyes are also flying fast.

"Mr. Xi, where is Mu Gongzi?" Dai Yong grabbed Xi Ren's hand tightly.

"Alas..."Xi Ren looked at Dai Yong, tears faintly.

"Chief soldier, Miss is fine, Miss is fine. Wu Han's ecstatic voice came from the side, "Ping'er, wake up!"

Under Wu Han's desperate shaking, Feng Ping finally woke up slowly. "No, I'm going to save Xiao Chen. ”

"Father, if you refuse to save Xiao Chen, I will die in front of you!" Feng Ping took Wu Han without paying attention, and the sword on his waist was across his neck.

Dai Yong, who learned of the situation, was shocked, he knew very well what it meant to be taken away as the monarch of the Great Yan Kingdom. No, you have to rescue Murong Yan at all costs.

"Leave this matter to me!" Dai Yong gritted his teeth, "Wu Han, one thing can't be hidden from you, in fact, Mu Gongzi is the current saint, for the peace of my Great Yan Kingdom, we must rescue the saint at all costs!"

"But Your Majesty has been taken to the royal court of the barbarians, how can you save it?"

"It seems that the only way to dispatch the tiger wolf guard in our hands is to dispatch!" Dai Yong gritted his teeth, "Wu Han, you go and gather the tiger and wolf riders!"

For the first time, a magical team was gathered on top of the school soldiers of Yunxi City. Compared with the soldiers of Yunxi City, who were different in the past, they were tall, short, fat, thin, and young, all the people in this magical army of only a few hundred people were big and round, and their bodies were martial, especially those eyes that only had a fierce murderous aura.

With the best physical conditions, the best treatment, and the most rigorous training, no matter how dangerous the battle situation in peacetime, they will not be allowed to appear in front of people. And now, they finally had to show up, and it was finally time for them to show their might.

All the elite soldiers stared motionlessly at the man on the platform in the center of the school field, in their minds, that man was an almost god-like existence, and they could throw their heads and spill their blood for him, without regrets.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the barbarians have repeatedly invaded my Yunxi City, killing countless soldiers and civilians in my Yunxi City, which can be described as a lot of blood debts. Today is the day of our Tiger Wolf Guard's first operation, and our goal is to smash the royal court of the barbarians and deal a fatal blow to the murderous barbarians. 800”

"I don't want to deceive you, this time to go deep into the royal court of the barbarians, it can be described as extremely dangerous, and the vast majority of us may not be able to come back alive. ”

"Now, I leave the choice to yourself! If you don't have the guts, you can choose to quit now, and I will not pursue it!" Dai Yong looked at the audience with a flat face, but no one moved his steps.

"Okay, you deserve to be my best brother, our Dayan country has a vast land and a large population, but in the face of barren land, the population is only a few hundred thousand barbarians, struggling to support?"

"That's because our character is too weak! The way to deal with a bad wolf is to become a wolf, a tooth for a tooth, a blood for a blood. Only those pedantic people think that by virtue of the words of those so-called saints, they can influence these hungry wolves!"

"Go to ***! Lao Tzu doesn't believe this!" Dai Yong waved his hand angrily, "Lao Tzu only knows that only by abandoning those so-called hypocrisy and false righteousness, using our iron and blood, and using our cruelty to make these beasts frightened and afraid!"

"This trip, abandon those sanctimonious things, I want to let those evil barbarians know that we will also kill people and set fires, and we will also rape and plunder!"

As long as you can kill as many barbarians as possible and protect yourself as much as possible, you can do whatever you want!"

"Understood!" a thunderous roar rang out.

Faced with this, Wu Han's face was stunned, and he also felt a trace of fear in front of these people after a long time on the battlefield, and he finally understood that from beginning to end, the general army did not intend to cultivate the so-called elite soldiers at all, his ultimate goal was to cultivate a group of hungry wolves, and cultivate a group of hungry wolves who were not afraid, but only knew how to tear apart their opponents.

"Let's go!" Dai Yong waved his hand, and then led a group of people to embark on the road without hesitation.

Your Majesty! Wait for me! Your Majesty is coming!

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"Lord Celestial, I have great respect for you, but even so, you can't take the lives of my barbarian warriors as a consumable for you to regain control of this world!" said the shaman in the tent clenched his fists and gritted his teeth.

"Come, bring me wine!" shouted the shaman outside the tent, at this time, perhaps only wine could dispel the strong helplessness in his heart.

"Yes, Shaman!" replied in a respectful voice from outside the door.

The shaman grabbed the cup and poured it violently, then slammed the cup into the ground, and stepped on it.

"You can go down!" The shaman felt as if the anger in his heart had dissipated a lot, looking at the shattered wine cup beneath his feet.

"Yes!" the soldier replied, and hurriedly bowed back. But just as he was about to step out of the tent, he stopped.

"Do you have anything else to say?" the shaman frowned.

"Lord Shaman, I would like to ask you, what about the captive of the Great Yan Kingdom that the Blue Wolf captured? Did you slaughter him?" the soldier asked softly.

"Hmm!" the shaman nodded.

"Understood!" the soldier turned to leave.

"Wait, bring him up, I'm going to interrogate him. The shaman suddenly stopped the soldier. As a barbarian, the person whose status is second only to the Khan, and at the same time the person who knows the blue wolf best. Of course, the shaman knew that with the personality of the blue wolf, that guy would definitely not spend so much energy to bring a nobody from the Great Yan Kingdom here from Yunxi City.

"Yes!" the soldier nodded. After a while, Murong Yan, who was arrested and tied to his arms, was covered in blood all over his body, and his expression was extremely embarrassed, and he was pushed and walked in.

"Who are you?" the shaman looked at the young man in front of him, slightly surprised. Although this young man has become a prisoner, he has no fear at all, and there is only stubbornness and unwillingness in his eyes.

"Barbarian barbarians, since they have fallen into your hands, if you want to kill them, you have to scrape them casually, Lao Tzu frowned, he is not a hero!" Murong Yan craned his neck and shouted.

"Really?" the shaman smiled, and he suddenly made a lightning strike, clasped Murong Yan's neck tightly, and lifted him up.

"Boy, let me tell you, whoever pretends to be a good man in front of me will not die well!" the shaman stared at Murong Yan coldly, his right hand began to exert strength, and his nails were even deeply sunk in.

"Bah!" Even though breathing became extremely difficult, Murong Yan did not feel a trace of fear. She spat out the shaman. But the shaman tilted his head and easily dodged.

"Good boy, there is a kind!" the shaman slammed Murong Yan into the ground. Murong Yan let out a muffled snort, and she felt that her bones were about to break.

"Despicable Nanren, you are looking for death!" The soldiers who were guarding the side were furious, damned Nanren dared to treat the shaman who was admired by all the people like this.

"Lord Shaman, give this kid to me, I'm going to shave him alive!" Before the shaman could reply, the soldier stretched out a hand and grabbed Murong Yan's collar and pulled him up.

"You give me death!" Murong Yan let out a loud shout and slammed his head into the barbarian's head.

"Ahh The barbarian soldier fell to the ground with a bang, and blood spilled from his forehead.

"I can't imagine that there is such a fierce character as you among the southerners!" Looking at the corpse of the barbarian soldier who was not blind, and then looking at Murong Yan who gritted his teeth, the shaman nodded slightly.

"Bad old man, if it weren't for Lao Tzu being tied up, I would let you taste what it means to be fierce!" Murong Yan exclaimed unwillingly.

"Really?" said the shaman, smiling instead of being angry, he stretched out his finger and swiped it slightly. The thick rope tied to Murong Yan's body suddenly broke into several pieces.

"Old fellow, go die! Colorful Butterfly Dementor!" Murong Yan's hands flew up and down, and the beautiful silver-white light seemed to turn into countless colorful butterflies dancing beautifully, which was very beautiful. But the only difference is that these beautiful butterflies bring with them the breath of death. Full smash.

"Old fellow, you brought this on yourself!" Murong Yan sneered. She believed that her blow could send the old man in front of her, who could be blown by a handful of wind, to hell. But Murong Yan's smile turned into shock in an instant. For no other reason, the old man did not turn into crumbs, he actually stretched out a finger and shook it gently.

That's right, a finger. But it was this little finger that shook gently that tyrannical power completely came to naught!"Little doll, don't underestimate the old man, they have crossed more bridges than you have walked!" said the shaman lightly.

"Bastard!" Murong Yan didn't give up yet, she clenched her fist and smashed it at the shaman's heart. However, the punch that gathered Murong Yan's whole body strength could no longer advance when it was still half an inch away from the shaman's heart.

"Self-defeating little fellow, I'll let you know what the real power is, the power that makes you surrender, boy, you kneel down for me!" The shaman's originally slitted eyes slowly opened, and an invisible pressure covered Murong Yan.

In the face of this pressure, Murong Yan could only grit his teeth and hold on. Her legs began to tremble, and sweat was oozing from her forehead. But the pressure was getting bigger and bigger, and Murong Yan finally couldn't support it anymore, and fell to his knees with a 'bang'.

"Obsidian Martial Saint?" Murong Yan finally understood that the only person who could possess such terrifying power with his mind alone was the legendary Obsidian Martial Saint. Unexpectedly, in the barbarians, such a bad old man actually has the power of the ultimate human being!

"That's because I'm a relatively low-key person!" the shaman smiled, he understood that stubborn people are often arrogant, and the most severe punishment for such people is not to punish his routi with torture, but to use absolute strength to completely crush the worthless pride.

"If I want to rule the world, how can I do it without an obsidian martial saint?" the shaman mockingly looked at Murong Yan who was kneeling in front of him.

"Obsidian Martial Saint, what's so great about Obsidian Martial Saint? Barbarian, let me tell you, my Great Yan Kingdom has four Obsidian Martial Saints, any one of them can blow you to slag!" The strong sense of humiliation made Murong Yan very unwilling.

"Those four guys?" the shaman was stunned for a moment, and then laughed again, "Nangong Meng, a short-tempered reckless man, Shangguan Yunlong, a stupid donkey who thinks of himself as smart, Tuoba Hong, a fool who thinks very highly of himself, just because these guys want to kill me, laugh to death." ”

"As for the Obsidian Martial Saint Emperor Fu Yan, who is recognized as the strongest by you...", the shaman paused, "His most fatal weakness is that the national teacher has been working for too long, and the peaceful days have passed for too long!

"You..." Murong Yan was angry for a while.

"To be fair, these guys can turn me into scum if they join forces, but—" The shaman didn't say any more.

"The barbarians are indeed very strong, but the main reason why the Great Yan Kingdom has become so stormy is due to the internal friction of the Great Yan Kingdom, no wonder others. For some reason, Murong Yan remembered what the little bastard named Xiao Chen had said at this time.

"Come on, who are you?" Looking at Murong Yan who was dejected, the shaman also lost interest in playing.

"If you want to kill, you have to scrape casually, you want to know anything from my mouth, dream!" Murong Yan raised his head with difficulty.

"Kill, scrape? no, no, no, that's rude. The shaman shook his head, "I'm going to use men, dozens of strong men against you!"

"Hmm..."Murong Yan was stunned.

"A woman being abused by a dozen men is more horrific than any torture. The shaman laughed. He stretched out his hand, grabbed Murong Yan's bun, and pulled it hard, and a shiny black silk floated down.

"You..." a look of fear finally appeared on Murong Yan's face.

"Stinky, although I am old, I can still see this, tell me, who are you?" shouted the shaman.

"I won't let you get away with it. Murong Yan closed his eyes and bit his tongue fiercely, it was better to die clean than to be ruined by a man.

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