Silence, awkward silence.

This is like the Japanese bombing of Pearl Harbor, the U.S. military is ready to go and just wait for the heavenly soldiers to descend, and the two sides come and go, and when they are about to fight to the death at Midway, the Japanese general suddenly stands up and raises a loudspeaker to angrily denounce the length of the U.S. sailor's uniform as short enough to expose the perfect absolute realm.

You're sick.

Who says you're not human anymore? A lump of things mixed together, who can tell who is not a human being?

The huge body was speechless, and the lines like a wolf's face were bloody. He looked at Zhu Qianyun, who was tense and ready to go, and a cold smile appeared on his terrifying face.

"Whew~"

The sound of a demon's breath came to everyone's ears, and the huge body like a small hill slowly tumbled off the horse's back, revealing its bronzed skin. He looked at everyone, tapped his right hand lightly on his chest, disdainful, but also had a strange stubbornness, and said in a deep voice:

"The King of Warat, Sand Demon Jie, will meet with the nobles of the Han King in the name of the Wolf King."

Tribulus King···

The moment he heard this title, Zhu Qianyun's heart suddenly sank. If the sudden appearance of Warat in the territory of the Ming Dynasty is enough to frighten people, then the four words of the King of Tribulus Terrestris represent more "meaning".

There were "five creek tribes" in Warat, and each creek had a king in charge of the tribe. The Ming fought against Warat, and most of the casualties were caused by these tribal kings. Since Mengyuan, Warat has always been the confidant of the entire Ming Dynasty and the enemy of evil.

Since Emperor Taizong led the three major battalions to block Warat from the Heavenly Realm, the Warat people have never been able to step into the territory of the Ming Dynasty for half a step, let alone a real king of the Wuxi tribe. This not only means that the infiltration of the Warat people, but even the "Heavenly Realm Connection", which the Ming has always been proud of, is also very likely to have a huge loophole.

No, the message has to be delivered.

The knuckles of the long knife are whitish vigorously, which is not a good phenomenon, because it will make the center of gravity of the hand holding the knife unstable, and for a seasoned knife hand, the appropriate strength of the knife is a reasonable choice. This is enough to prove that Zhu Qianyun's heart at this time is not as calm as she shows.

Firmness, and...

Fear.

Slowly exhaling, Zhu Qianyun tried hard to suppress the fear in his heart. A pair of swarthy eyes gradually replaced with a faint gold, and the tiny scales began to cover her cheeks.

The Warats are not like youkai, who may have a penchant for killing, or they may have good intentions. The Kwarat people are different, they are born to exist to devour the flesh and blood of the Ming Dynasty. Cruelty, tyranny, murder, that's the label on them.

Also, powerful.

The Warats, a people cursed by the soul of the beast. They have a low fertility rate, but once their children survive, they become slaves of the Beast Spirits and receive their gifts. It can be said that since birth, the Warat people have a physique stronger than that of the Three Realms Spirit Qi Master, not to mention that as they grow older, they will also be blessed by the beast soul and gain the power of the evil beast.

At that time, Emperor Taizong was able to defeat Warat by relying on the number of the three battalions and the suppressive force after the formation of the military formation. It can be said that the national fortune of the Ming Dynasty was crushed to death by Warat. However, in small-scale encounters, the Walla army, which has always been known for its individual soldiers, rarely loses.

And now, in addition to the powerful and powerful Warat Iron Tribulus King, the dozens of wolf cavalry behind him are also eyeing him, full of oppression. If Zhu Qianyun was carrying one hundred battalions and three thousand battalions, she would still feel that she still had the strength to fight. But now, she only has a partial battalion of thirty people, and it is difficult to even form a military formation, and her strength has suddenly become disparity.

But...

It is not without the power of a fight.

Slowly exhaling, no one moving, but everyone moving.

The thirty armored soldiers of the 3,000 battalion did not intend to flinch, their eyes under the helmet stared at the surrounding enemies, and the short knives and spears in their hands trembled slightly. It's not fear, it's a sign of momentum.

Call.

The wind blew in front of Zhu Qianyun's eyes, and in an instant, the golden mangs in the black pupils were flourishing. Without half a minute of hesitation or hesitation, the night slash knife in his hand was crossed to his chest, and the arrow flying from nowhere was directly cut off.

"Formation !!"

With a roar of rage, the Night Slash Knife seemed to have really cut through the night, and the string moon slashed out shattered the wolf's tooth arrows. At the same time, Zhu Qianyun directly threw Tang Guan into the back of the carriage, dismounted himself, and rushed into the armor.

The dense forest is too big to fight!

Zhu Qianyun's heart at this time had endless fear, but also an indescribable calm. She looked indifferently at the enemy in front of her, swung her knife, parried, and sliced through flesh with the blade. His heart was ignited by the battle of blood and fire, boiling, but cold to the bone.

Don't take a step back.

[The invasion of Warat, the defense line of the heavenly realm is urgent, and my father must be warned. 】

[Who can go?] 】

[I can't go]

Swinging the knife and slashing horizontally, the dragon and tiger qi suddenly burst out, and the originally appropriate strength suddenly intensified, directly smashing the chest of the wolf cavalry. Zhu Qianyun twisted her back and retreated, but she could dodge the heavy hammer that hit her head-on, but the armorer who dragged her away on the side was shattered by a scimitar.

[I can't go, but the people of Warat recognize me, so they can't let me go.] The wolf cavalry is extremely fast, and it is extremely skilled in galloping in the forest, and the war horse can't escape]

【Joan of Arc··· Yes, Joan of Arc can]

Joan of Arc exudes a strong death qi all over her body, and she is usually serious and funny, and she is extremely indifferent at this time. The door-like greatsword and the wolf's tooth mallet intertwined, and a pair of dead eyes that had experienced hell slowly lifted up to look at the mountain-like thistle king.

The evil wolf swooped out of the darkness, and its claws slashed at Zhu Qianyun's throat. Tang Guan's hands flew up, and the cold needles pierced the wolf's abdomen like a rainstorm pear blossom. But at this moment, the evil wolf suddenly turned into a cloud of gray mist, and an even larger black wolf appeared behind him and pounced fiercely towards Tang Guan.

[No, Joan of Arc can't do it alone, she is stiff and can't enter Taiying alone, someone must vouch for her. 】

The long knife sank into the wolf's neck, and warm blood spilled all over the girl's cheeks. Zhu Qianyun glanced indifferently at the black wolf whimpering on the ground, and without any superfluous movements in his hand, he directly swung his knife and cut off the wolf's head.

[People in the carriage must leave]

A dagger sank into his waist, Zhu Qianyun gritted his teeth in pain, swung the knife hard, and the handle of the knife repelled the thin figure drilled out of the gap in the defense line. Tang Wan then filled in the gap and calmly smashed the poison bottle into the wolves.

[Let Joan of Arc leave with the carriage, and I will stay with the three thousand battalions to block the wolf cavalry.] If they chase deeply, they can ask for help from the border generals, and if they stay here to fight us, I can delay it for at least ten minutes, enough for Joan of Arc to pass the news to Brother Zhou, or let the Taoist know about it]

【I Will Die】

【Will Die】

[Death]

Can.

In an instant, Zhu Qianyun calmly decided his fate. She grabbed a handful of gold sore medicine and sprinkled it on the wound, took a deep breath, and the dragon lines on her face gradually became more obvious.

It seems...

There was a faint golden light. (End of chapter)