The yellow sand is thousands of miles, vast and immense, the place as far as the eye can see is a dim yellow, the sand forms a continuous undulating mountain and hills, the whirlwind rolls the sand particles, like the dust and smoke rising in the flat land, sweeping the dark and heavy sand surface with a whirlwind, the oncoming heat wave makes it difficult to breathe, the round sunset like a fireball, close to the ridge line where the sky and the earth meet, covering a deep red.

A caravan of chariotists struggled to move forward in the wind and sand, camels and figures were sparsely arranged, and the queue of hundreds of people was two or three miles long, and at the end of the queue, there were dozens of knights with swords, with long pheasant tails on their heads, and their bodies were draped with chain mail with the characteristics of the Western Regions.

This was not an ordinary caravan, but a delegation from Cheshiguo to Chang'an, the state of Qin, to pay homage and seek the protection of the capital of the Western Regions. In the long queue, there were not only all kinds of treasures offered to Emperor Qin, but even a prince accompanied the team.

Prince Wuji is only seventeen years old, and he also wants to take advantage of this opportunity to go to Chang'an to see the glory of the Heavenly Empire. The ancient desert road is rugged and difficult to travel, but for the chariot master who has lived in the Western Regions for a long time, it is not as difficult as a dangerous road, and the chariot master king gladly agreed to the young son's request, and simply took him as the leader of the mission, and also sent a hundred strong martial arts chariot guards to protect him.

This mission is strong and numerous, and the horse bandits and robbers wandering in the desert do not dare to provoke them, except for the troubles caused by the terrain and climate, they can be regarded as safe and sound along the way.

Who knows, when approaching this desert sandy area, I gradually discovered the strange. Prince Uji has also heard that the desert hundreds of miles north from here was once where the demon king lived, where the wind howled all day long, and there was no trace of birds or beasts, and whenever the demon king needed flesh and blood, he would rob the caravan with a storm of sand. Therefore, it was called "Borghda Soran" by the ancestors, which means desert of the underworld.

For this legend, Prince Uji has always scoffed, although he is young, but he never believes in ghosts and gods, it is obvious that it is the influence of the harsh climate on the desert, why should it be involved in magic? Therefore, when the old Qi Mi looked nervous and asked the prince to lead the team to speed up to this place, Prince Uji just waved his hand casually and did not go to his heart.

Qi Mi is the meaning of the ceremonial official in the Cheshi Country, this old Qi Mi has been going back and forth in this desert for decades and does not know how much, he is very familiar with the desert, and in this mission, he is a competent old guide, but seeing that the prince is still doing nothing under persuasion, the team is still moving forward so unhurriedly, that is, he frowned, and the orange wrinkled old face of the ravines was squeezed into a ball.

A faint cry came from the direction of the desert of the underworld, very different from the sound of the wind in the desert, at this moment, Prince Uji also heard that something was wrong, and the old man was even more earthy, this was the first time he noticed such a strange sound, and his mouth trembled and muttered: "Hankinar, Hankinar......" This is the name of the devil in the legend of the chariot to express the meaning of panic.

No matter how reluctant he was, for safety reasons, Prince Uji had to give the order to speed up, and at this moment, an alarm came from the rear, and a team that could not see the number of people loomed in the sand curtain in the rear, and I don't know what the way it was.

Prince Uji was not sure, but he rode to the knights at the end of the group and drew his golden sword studded with precious stones. It was soon getting dark, and if the intention of the group that followed closely was not determined before it was dark, they would be in an even more disadvantageous position in the darkness of the night.

Hopefully, another caravan, if it is really a robber with evil intentions, can at least preemptively repel them, but since the other party dares to move the idea of such a large mission, I am afraid that the strength is also considerable.

Under the leadership of Lao Qi Mi, the huge team of envoys gradually distanced themselves from the formation of the chariot division knights who stayed behind the road, and Prince Uji felt a little at ease, although there were only sixty or seventy chariot knights with him, but all of them were good at one as ten, and he himself was a scimitar warrior who had just risen in the chariot royal family, and the ordinary desert bandits were dozens of people together, and he was sure that he could deal with it.

The setting sun was only half on the horizon, and the sky had darkened in the steaming sand mist, and the strange cry in the distance seemed to be much quieter, like the reverberation of the sand wind blowing through the deserted earthen city. Maybe it's the strange sound that came from this reason, Prince Uji thought so, and gradually calmed down.

Then he saw the knight sent to the sentinel galloping back, waving his hands incessantly.

Is it really a robber? Prince Uji and all the knights straightened the reins, and tightened their grips on their weapons, and when the knight got closer, they found that his face was as pale as earth, and his mouth was shouting over and over again exactly like the timid old man:

"Hankinar!

Prince Uji's face sank, and before he could exit the panic of reprimanding the knight, he saw a multitude of figures appearing from the back of his sight, no horses or camels, their legs grazing across the sand as if they were not touching the ground, but they were moving faster than the galloping horses.

Prince Uji only judged from the clothes and clothing of the other party, but how could there be so many warriors of the Striped Branches thousands of miles away in this desert that was almost barren? What was even more strange was that they didn't have any horses yet, could it be that they had come here by this strange way of running?

Prince Uji only thought for a moment, and then he saw a sight that he would never forget.

The countless figures of the branches flew up out of thin air as they approached them, like locusts suddenly gathered together, and a strange black wind swirled beneath them, as if they were dark clouds and mist that supported their bodies to fly. Thus he crossed the stunned queue of chariot riders and rushed straight to the north, in the direction known as the Desert of the Underworld.

Prince Uji looked back in the direction they had left, but he happened to meet the cold gaze of the last warrior in the air, his eyes as red as blood, his face as white as a dead corpse, his lips turned out like fangs like a wild boar, and his gaze moved down slightly, but he saw a burly body like a bear and a tiger, and a long tail like an ape.

"Hankinar......" Prince Uji muttered to himself, watching as the dark clouds faded farther and farther until they coalesced into tiny black dots in the gloomy sky.

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The Sun Spirit Ghost General looked at the delicate carcass that was pink and fair, and his bright red tongue couldn't help but stretch out and lick it on the ugly wide mouth, and replied in an irrepressible joyful tone: "The minister obeys the order!"

He knew that the ghost emperor was lewd, and in the inner palace of the blood spring, he didn't know how many mortal women had been captured for the ghost emperor to enjoy, and most of the ugly or disobedient ones were thrown to the ghouls as rations after being insulted, and only the beautiful and beautiful dolls with good appearance were left to serve the pillows.

And this time the army poured out, the ghost emperor still did not forget the entertainment, and specially selected more than a dozen particularly outstanding women to be placed in the huge chariot to be used for pleasure from time to time.

The Sun Spirit Ghost General is also greedy for sex, and he has long been envious of the Ghost Emperor's move, and he doesn't want the Ghost Emperor to be rewarded with such a stunning beauty, how can he not make the Sun Spirit Ghost General overjoyed?

After the deed is completed, this beauty will be for a few more days, and when she can't stand the time when she is not dead and still has breath, it will be a wonderful pleasure to eat her fragrant blood and tender flesh raw. Thinking of this, the Sun Spirit Ghost General almost felt that the words had already erected, and at that moment, he was about to get up and transfer the army to announce the order.

"Wait. The ghosts and ghosts were impatient, but he didn't dare to be disobedient, so he honestly stood aside and listened to what the ghost wanted to say to the ghost emperor.

"10,000 powerful soul and ghost soldiers, against the army of more than 10,000 demon clans, if you want to win a big victory, how sure do you think your majesty is?"

Without waiting for the Ghost Emperor to speak, the Sun Spirit Ghost General replied first: "I am fully sure, when I watch the battle, I know what they are real and false, one is that they secretly ambush and make a secret attack, and the other is that the bone soldier ghoul is not the elite division of the Blood Spring, so the army is defeated like a mountain, if the small general attacks the soul and the ghost, it will not take two hours, before sunrise, it will be able to destroy the abyss demon army and reach the city of the ghost country!"

The tentative attack was not completely ineffective, at least the several ghost generals who had been watching the battle coldly had already deployed the other party in their hearts, but these words were not without the boasting of the Sun Spirit Ghost General, and it was not easy to defeat the Protector Spirit Clan.

"Ambition and ambition can be exemplary in the blood spring. The ghost praised the Sun Spirit Ghost General without being salty, but the next words seemed quite meaningful, "I just don't know, the general thinks that even if the demon clan army has won the battle, but after the first battle, how many of the 10,000 elites of my Blood Spring Clan can be saved?"

The red tongue of the Sun Spirit Ghost General was circular: "The Powerful Soul Ghost Pawn has been practicing for a long time, and he is very proficient in the art of battle formation, and his 10,000 troops can withstand his 350,000 demon spirits. ”

"The general didn't answer the question, I only said, after defeating the demon army, how much will you have left?"

The Sun Spirit Ghost General finally scratched his head a little embarrassed, and his fingers slammed on the golden helmet: "This...... It is common sense to kill 3,000 enemies and lose 800 yourself. If calculated according to the young future, under the first war, there will still be seventy percent of the ghosts in the headquarters. ”

Don't talk about the ghost emperor and ghost appearance of this number, even the earth spirit, who is also a ghost general, will never believe it, the corners of his mouth move slightly, revealing a disapproving smile.

"Seventy percent, even if you can win, I'm afraid that the rest will not even be forty percent, right?" This time it was the Ghost Emperor who spoke, and the Sun Spirit Ghost General lowered his head in fear, and comforted him gently: "It's okay, but if you want to win a battle and win the Rift Abyss Ghost Country, no matter how big the loss is, it's worth it, you just go!"

"Your Majesty!" the ghost hurriedly said to stop, "In other words, according to the most optimistic estimates, even if our clan wins a complete victory, the 30,000 army should be more than half lost, and the vitality will be greatly damaged. ”

"What? Could it be that the old minister has another good plan?" The ghost emperor heard the sound of the ghost face, asked sideways, and at the same time made a move with his hand, recalled the ** woman on the sand face back into his hand, rubbed the double pills on her chest, the woman snorted and moaned constantly, but the eyes of the sun spirit ghost general were bright, and her heart was itchy and hard to scratch.

The ghost was unconscious, and only approached to persuade: "The so-called praying mantis catches cicadas and yellow finches are behind, and now the combat power of the rift has been discovered, and it is all in the calculation, and it is still not to be worried." But don't forget, this time, the Qianli Qiji can arrange allies for us, I'm afraid, when they arrive, we can't support it under the hard fighting, but we have picked up ready-made cheap ones for them. If they also have the intention of annexation, the situation will be worrying. ”

"What's the matter? Isn't it also the old minister's strategy to take down the Rift Abyss Ghost Country before the Sailun Demon Clan?

"At this time and at that time, after a battle, the old slave knows the strength of the rift, and it is definitely not advisable to attack quickly and quickly, so it is better to change the way. Your Majesty, please think about it, although we arrived first, we didn't cower and avoid the battle, the battle just now is proof, but unfortunately it's not that our clan doesn't work hard, but that the Rift Abyss Ghost Country is too strong, and our clan can't catch ......"

The Sun Spirit Ghost General didn't hear the ghost's suggestive words, and was almost about to open his mouth to argue, but was pulled by the Earth Spirit Ghost General beside him, and the Sun Spirit was stunned, seeing that the Ghost Emperor and the Earth Spirit were listening intently, and then he retracted his neck again.

“...... Under the onslaught, there was a big defeat and loss. Therefore, the support of allies is necessary. Just wait for the Nasailon Demon Clan to arrive, His Majesty Xià will tell him for this reason, the truth is in the front, and the Nasailon Demon Clan can't believe it, so let them deal with the army of the Demon Clan who protects the country, and the snipe and clam fight, but we will be the fishermen who are watching. ”

The ghost emperor's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he lowered his head in joy and bit on the crisp chest of the woman in his arms, and the tooth marks were imprinted on the snow-white skin, and the woman snorted slightly, but the ghost emperor was already laughing: "The old man's brain is turning fast." ”

"Therefore, not only can we not drum up the army to attack immediately, but we also have to make a face of defeat and despair, and garrison each other, just waiting for the arrival of the Nasailon Demon Clan. It is only natural for demon spirits to deal with demon spirits. The ghost added in a whisper with a sinister chuckle, "And this move is more effective in showing weakness in front of the Sailun Demon Clan." ”

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The order to retreat and garrison soon spread throughout the entire ghost pawn army, and when the ghost pawns were stationed in place like shrunken turtles, no matter how the other party provoked and fought, the Protector Spirit Clan felt a little tricky.