Around the square of the Headless King's Palace, the flames rising from the lit braziers swayed a few times in the night wind, and then turned from crimson to turquoise, turning the belly of the strange star with its eyes and mouth a little hideous.

The ministers leaned down silently, and the expressions on their faces were even more complicated, mixed with a faint tension and confusion in addition to anxiety and panic.

In the panic and choking of their families, they all trembled, and they were all at a loss, but none of them mustered up the courage to stand up for Qimu and fight against Qixing for Qimu.

The headless ghosts, who have always been ruthless and brave, have a fiery personality and are full of bravery, and repeatedly lose all their bravery and courage at the moment when Qimu died. It was as if they had changed from ferocious tigers to docile sheep.

Even in the night wind, the bodies of these ministers who bowed their heads silently trembled one after another.

"What about you?" At the same time, Qixing, whose eyes showed fierce light, could not suppress the excitement churning in his heart, and looked around at the silent ministers below him and asked in a deep voice: "Do you want to die like Qimu?" or do you want to live to assist me in ascending to the throne!"

This time he did not wait long for his question to be answered, and just as the words were spoken, one of the ministers knelt down on one knee in front of him and pleaded in a trembling voice: "I am willing to assist the new king, and ask the new king for forgiveness, and let the courtier's family go." ”。

The trembling words were like a contagious disease, and soon spread among the ministers, who were loyal to the strange star and begged for mercy.

In the midst of his gossip, Qixing laughed proudly......

The moon is bright and the stars are thin, and the cool night wind crashes again and again, sending out bursts of roars like tigers roaring in the mountains and forests.

On the northern border shared by the two countries, the armies of the three kingdoms have been fighting for several hours, but they have not yet been able to tell the winner.

Under the night sky, the sound of shouting and screaming were intertwined, resounding between the heaven and the earth under the night.

In the sound of fighting, the armies of the three kingdoms were mixed together and indistinguishable from each other, and the blades in their hands collided again and again, bursting out with flashing sparks. Any soldier can only distinguish whether his ghost is his own kind by the sporadic light of fire on the ground from the pattern of the opponent's armor.

In the middle of the battlefield, Xingtian, who was panting and covered in blood, still stood and did not fall, clenching the axe in his hand, as well as the bronze square shield full of arrows and shaped like a hedgehog, glaring angrily at the opposite Li Mu.

And Li Mu was also sweating and panting at this time, and the long-term grappling caused him to lose his physical strength rapidly. The tattered clothes on his body were hunting under the night wind, and the blade of the ring-headed knife in his hand also had dozens of gaps of different depths and sizes.

Through the tears in his clothes, he could vaguely see that there were many skin and flesh flaws on Li Mu's body, crisscrossing his physical skin.

It is not difficult to see that in the past few hours, Li Mu has suffered a lot at the hands of Xingtian. But he is also very capable, and after fighting with Xingtian for several hours, he was only injured and did not die, so he had to make people respect.

And Xingtian, who was covered in blood, was no better. If it weren't for the fact that he was a headless ghost, he wouldn't have died as long as his left eye wasn't pierced, and he would have fallen to the ground under the night wind with such a serious injury.

"You've lost!" Xing Tian let out a long breath, and after making his breathing a lot more even, he said in a deep voice to Na Limu.

Under the bloody wind, the armies of the three kingdoms are still fighting hard. You come and go, and the ghosts don't give in to each other. It's just that the headless ghost country and the Ma Shou country, which have the advantage in numbers, have already gained the upper hand.

In particular, the headless ghosts of the headless ghost country are fighting more and more high-spirited, occupying the special of their own physique, even though they are covered in injuries, they are still hating and killing, and the cavalry of the bear country are killed.

And the Ma Shou national army did not show weakness, either rushing towards the cavalry of the bear country as if they were dead, or bending their bows and shooting angrily, leaving those riders or their crotch mounts full of holes.

In just a few hours, tens of thousands of troops were wiped out in the battle, but among them, the casualties of the bear country were the largest, and only 350,000 soldiers of the original 100,000 army survived at this time. Morale is also starting to slump.

Li Mu saw all this in his eyes, and then looked around at the corpses of beast souls lying on the ground red with ghost blood, as well as the armor and weapons left by the dead warriors, before turning his head to look at Xingtian, who was covered in blood, and smiled indifferently.

In that smile, there was not only a faint sense of pride, but also a little disapproval.

Seeing this, Xing Tian was suspicious; I don't know what the other party is proud of? I don't know if the other party doesn't care about the casualties of the bear army?

"My God, do you know that a war is never won or lost by the number of casualties? Taking advantage of the flickering firelight on the battlefield, Li Mu, who showed contempt on his face, looked at the faint incomprehension in Xingtian's eyes with great interest, smiled meaningfully, and said leisurely: "The combined army of your two countries has indeed taken the advantage, but you may not be the victors. ”。

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a sound of striking the copper cymbals in the border of the bear country, which was the signal for Mingjin to withdraw his troops.

Xingtian was slightly stunned, and at the same time, the morale of the Youxiong army, which had fallen behind, suddenly rose, and the courage returned to their bodies again. They all swung their swords and spears violently, and after forcing the headless ghost army and the Mashou army who surrounded them to retreat or kill them, they methodically turned the head of the mount beast and slowly retreated in the direction of the way they came.

The riders retreated, bent their bows and arrows, turned south, and after a moment's pause, they fired arrows at the headless ghost army and the Mashou army that they were chasing.

At this time, Li Mu also took advantage of Xingtian's stunned moment, leaned back with his toes, and flew out upside down. As soon as he flew out of the middle of the zhang, Li Mu pointed to the ground on tiptoe again, and then he did not fly out upside down, but turned around after a spin, and then pulled his legs and ran north.

The ring head knife in his hand slashed left and right one after another, beheading several Ma Shou soldiers in front of him together, and then jumped up, and after cutting an arc in mid-air, he landed firmly behind a rider with a bear cavalry not far in front of him.

As soon as he sat down, the rider rode the beast forward, and at the same time, the sword fell in his hand, and in a flash of cold light, he split the Mashou soldier who rushed from the right side of the mount into two alive.

"Kill!" Xingtian, who reacted, roared angrily, resounding between heaven and earth. When the voice echoed for a long time, Xingtian had already pulled out his legs and rushed forward, chasing after Li Mu, who had run away.

Hearing this, the Ma Shou National Army and the Headless Ghost Army shouted "Kill!" one after another, and then followed Xingtian and rushed towards the retreating Youxiong Army.

Xingtian, who was galloping all the way forward, although he was holding a hundred-pound axe and a bronze shield, was also walking like a fly, and after chasing for a while, he was not close to the Li Mu who was sitting behind the rider. Seeing this, Li Mu did not panic, but quickly put the knife into the sheath, took the curved bow from the rider's back, and drew two long arrows from the quiver and put them on.

By the time he had done all this, he had already turned around and aimed the flickering arrow at Xingtian, who was chasing after him.

The two "whoosh" sounds followed in the killing shout, and the long arrow flew out of his hand, cutting through the air and roaring towards Xingtian.

That Xingtian hurriedly stopped and raised his shield, blocking the two long arrows that came on, and when he put down the shield again, but between the lightning and flint, Li Mu had already run across the border.

Xingtian, who was so angry that he blew his beard and stared, pulled his legs again and chased after him.

But he had only run two or three steps when he saw that in the darkness of the country of bears, a large area of torches suddenly appeared, illuminating the border of the country of bears as bright as day.

Xingtian, who stopped again, was dark in his heart, and he was slightly shocked and shocked, and he couldn't understand when the Xiong Kingdom quietly mobilized another army here.

Through the bright firelight, Xingtian saw hundreds of thousands of cavalry from the Youxiong Kingdom, which were lined up in countless neat phalanxes, and then lined up and stood not far behind the border. The riders raised their swords in their hands, stared at the chase to the border, and invariably stopped their crotch mounts, snorting one after another, and their forefeet continued to step in place, as if they were very impatient, and they wanted to step forward and tear apart the pursuers.

However, although this army is numerous, it is all on standby, and there is no intention of killing it at all. Apparently they were only here to pick up the remnants of the surviving soldiers of Shomu and his men.

The Ma Shou army and the headless ghost army who stopped on the border stared fiercely at the army of the bear country that was fleeing farther and farther away and the army of the bear country arrayed on the border, and they all clenched the weapons in their hands.

It's not that they can't kill it now, it's just that after a fierce battle for several hours, their casualties are not small. However, there are many bear troops at this time, and even if they are killed, they may not be able to win.

And there is a great possibility that the Headless Ghost Army and the Mashou Army will go and never return immediately after crossing the border.

After weighing it for a while, they still chose to stay on the border line in unison, full of unwillingness and resentment, looking at those Xiong Guojun and shouting: "Come on, kill here." Words like that provoked them, and slowly turned around one by one, slowly leaving towards the endoscope of the bear country.

The trumpets and drums were silent at night, and the sound of killing that was still echoing in the heavens and the earth was also nowhere to be seen.

Looking at the Xiong Guojun in the distance, Xing Tian breathed a sigh of relief and suddenly snorted angrily, there was a depression in his chest that was difficult to vent, and the depression filled his chest, making him grit his teeth.

"Forget the Headless King, at least in today's battle with Limu, we are victorious. After the commander of the Ma Shou Army strode to his side and stood still, he put away his knife and raised his hand, gently patted Xingtian's shoulder, and said with relief: "And the coming day is long, and there will be opportunities in the future to kill Li Mu." ”。

Seeing that the matter had come to this, Xing Tian didn't know what to say, but after humming a heavy "um" in his mouth, he continued to be silent. There is only one thing in my mind, and that is when Li Mu says, "Do you know that a war is never measured by the number of casualties? After these words, the meaningful smile on his face.

The soldiers of the two countries also began to gradually turn around, dragging their tired bodies, and returning to the battlefield with a heavy feeling of losing their comrades, and began to clean up the messy battlefield.

Xingtian, who hadn't been able to come up with an ugly figure after thinking for a long time, slowly turned around and walked slowly towards the battlefield where he had fought before.

When he had just walked back about ten zhang, he saw two soldiers with torches in the direction of his headless country, rushing towards him.

On the back of each soldier, there are two red backgrounds and a banner embroidered with a pattern of dry relatives in the center, which is the messenger of the headless ghost country.

The two soldiers with hurried faces rushed to Xingtian and stood still, they all bent down and took a rough breath, and only under Xingtian's urgent questioning, one of the soldiers slowly spoke: "My lord, something is wrong." In the evening today, Ji Xuanyuan (Yellow Emperor) personally led an army of 200,000 troops, and suddenly approached the Tushan Pass on the northern border of our country, and launched a fierce attack. ”。

"At this point, the pass has been lost. The other answered, and the doctor choked up, "When we came out to report the news, the guard Qishi had already died. ”。