It's night, and the big tent of the Chinese army in the Qingyang Department.

As more and more corpses were brought back, the Qingyang Division, which was originally preparing to march to Jizhen in a hurry, also had to stop. Fortunately, this kind of behavior of stationing in place was effective after all, and the murderer who attacked and killed the Qingyang Department did not dare to go straight to the army camp after all.

But although the murderer had no intention of breaking in, he obviously had no intention of leaving.

It was only midnight, and the edge of the camp had already been attacked twelve times. The thug came in and slaughtered them every time, and then rode away before the army surrounded him, leaving only the burning tents and the corpses everywhere.

The murderer didn't seem to have any other purpose, neither did he think of destroying any food supplies, nor did he think of assassinating any high-ranking general.

It's just to kill people, and that murderer seems to be just here to kill people.

"Crazy, isn't it?"

This behavior is difficult for many steppe warriors to understand, you must know that if you kill too much, you will be hit by the bloody breath, and even become a madman who doesn't want to kill anything but kill, so even if you have to kill someone, you will go to a wizard afterwards to restore peace for yourself.

After all, they are not those natural talents with great courage, who can really guarantee that they will really recover from madness?

But in the face of the current situation, these grassland warriors also have to admit that some crazy people may really be able to fight.

"Nope! He's sober! ”

In the big tent of the Chinese army, He Laijiao, the head of the Qingyang Department, punched several cases.

"Those wounds are simply not cut by ordinary madmen! Burns, frostbite...... This is beyond the reach of human beings! That's a master who can already control evil energy! ”

"And I'm afraid this is still a master of the hands who can control two bloody blades."

The other leader spoke, and it was Bulu Guniu, who was also one of the leaders of the Qingyang Department.

"Do any of you remember the last time there was such a master?"

"Last ......"

The faces of the leaders in the big tent are not very good-looking.

Although that period was a bit old, these leaders had also seen it from the family records, and it was when the Southern Yu Dynasty was in its last years, that is, when the Great Chen Dynasty had just emerged.

At that time, the leader of the Mobei royal court should also be called Shan Yu, and each generation of Shan Yu was killed from a group of brothers, so each generation of Shan Yu was full of aggression like a wolf - and after discovering that those southerners actually fought, Shan Yu, who was known as the ghost head at that time, naturally would not let go of this good opportunity.

So, the ghost head Shan Yu decisively grasped this fleeting opportunity, ordered troops and horses, and led the army south.

The war was smooth at the beginning, and Dayu, who fought on two fronts, was finally defeated after all after a hard support. But just when the ghost head thought that after the destruction of this Great Yu, he could easily defeat the so-called Great Chen like conquering the Great Yu, but an accident happened.

Facing the grassland army of the Ghost Head Shan Yu, who claimed to be 150,000, the emerging so-called Great Chen Dynasty, only one person came.

It was a terrifying man over a foot tall, carrying thirteen blades on his back.

The battle lasted a day and a night, but it was more of a one-sided slaughter than a fight. Of the 150,000 steppe army, only more than 1,000 people escaped, and the rest died under the slaughter of the thirteen blades.

And the ghost head Shan Yu himself, after fleeing for three days and two nights, was beheaded at the foot of Xiangping Mountain in Youzhou, and even the head was made into a wine vessel and preserved in the Nanchen Tai Temple.

Later, all the tribes of the grassland gradually learned from the rumors on the southerners that the terrifying giant who did such deeds was Emperor Taizu Gao himself of the Great Chen Dynasty.

However, the grassland tribes didn't think that the terrifying giant man who was more than a foot tall could really be regarded as a human, they would rather believe that it was the devil, the embodiment of the cold wind in Mobei, and the messenger used by the immortal heaven to punish the grassland people.

And now, the story that should only exist in legends is in front of everyone's eyes.

“…… No, no, no. ”

Horai Arc shook his head first.

"Everyone also knows that it is not easy to control a bloody blade, and at the same time, controlling multiple bloody blades, the bloody qi intrudes on each other, and even a master will fall into madness...... Indeed, I admit that Emperor Taizu Gao of Nanchen was able to do it back then, but that kind of monster that can't even be counted as a human can come out once in a few years? ”

"This ......"

The leaders hesitated.

It seems that this is indeed the case, not to mention anything else, just the terrifying figure of more than one zhang is already a once in a thousand years, plus that ability, I am afraid it is not too much to say that it is a once in ten thousand years.

And now, how long has it been since the great Chen Liguo, is there two hundred years?

"That is to say......"

"Actually, there were two people who committed the crime, or rather, it must be two people."

At this moment, Horay felt that he had discovered the truth of the problem.

"Look at these corpses, I don't know the burns, but the frostbite on these corpses ...... Would you like to take a closer look? ”

"It's a bit like the cold wind of Mobei, ruthless, decisive, and as sharp as a knife."

One of the leaders examined the corpse on the ground and quickly made a judgment.

"But the wound itself...... This is an axe split? ”

"yes, so you count, how many actually use axes?"

Horai's eyes narrowed.

"The warriors of the steppe are generally fast horses and light knives, and those who can't afford knives use bones, and generally no one will use heavy blades like axes. As for the southerners...... The southerners either used swords or spears, and axes were more of a tool for chopping wood for them, and no one would use them as a blade. ”

So if you calculate it this way, it seems that the number of people who use the axe as a blade adds up to one.

That is Su Xiqing's younger brother, Su Xixuan, who holds the family heirloom axe "Frost Fall".

"That kid from Su Xiqing lied to us, and his brother didn't die at all."

Horai's face darkened.

Sure enough, this white-eyed wolf had already had the intention of betraying the Qingyang Ministry. Not only did he send troops without authorization before and swallow Jizhen alone, but he even used the method of fake death to install his younger brother in Jizhou a long time ago...... Yes, that's it, after he breaks through Jizhen and releases Liu Yanran, a mad dog, he will let his younger brother and Liu Yanran work together to destroy my Qingyang Department! ”

"This ......"

The leaders were so shocked that they couldn't speak for a long time.

Although at the beginning, these leaders still thought that this Horai Angle Arc was not a little too much reaction, but after the Horai Angle Arc continued, they actually vaguely heard some of the truth.

Indeed, this seems to be what that Su Xiqing can do, after all, that Su Xiqing compares himself to the sky on weekdays, and he does everything he can, and now he uses this method to deal with the Qingyang Department...... Does that seem reasonable?

But this whimsical layout idea, how did that kid named Su Xiqing come up with it?

Could it be that this man named Su Xiqing really has the vast wisdom of the sky?

"I heard that the southerners have a saying, saying that if you go outside, you must first settle inside."

Horai Horn Arc raised his head and looked at the group of leaders in front of him.

"Since this white-eyed wolf has long had the intention of attacking Qingyang's subordinates, then before going south, we will get rid of this traitor!"

"But ......"

The leaders looked at each other.

The idea is good, but at the moment the march of the army is still a problem. Although the two masters hidden in the shadows never attacked the army itself head-on, the maggot-like attack on the tarsal bones was enough to drag the army to its feet.

"Call the wizards, it's time for them to do it."

Horay clenched his fists.

"This is a battle prepared for the masters of Nan Chen, and now is the time to use them."