The sky was gray, and a city came into view.

The gates were closed, the walls were faintly stained with blood, and the city was piled with countless bones, the remains of severed limbs everywhere, and the air was filled with the unpleasant smell of blood mixed with the stench of corpses.

A procession of hundreds of horses approached the city like a red cloud, and the horses' hooves stirred up the light snow on the ground, filling the ground with a faint white mist.

It was a cavalry in red armor, no more than two hundred in number. In the team, a red flag was hunting in the wind, and the vigorous and powerful word "tiger" on the flag was clearly visible.

Coming to the three miles below the city, the general led by him suddenly raised his right hand, and the whole team of red armor troops suddenly stopped, and the soldiers on the horse stood like a monument, and even the war horses under the crotch did not move in the slightest, and the atmosphere of slaughter instantly dispersed.

The leading general was a sturdy young man, riding a red steed full of fire, the colorful tiger skin around his neck hid half of his face, revealing only a pair of sharp and cold red eyes, and two thick eyebrows flew obliquely into the sideburns, as sharp as two heavy swords.

Six big men in lieutenant general's uniforms followed closely behind the young general.

Behind the six lieutenant generals, there were more than 200 red-armored cavalrymen neatly lined up, all dressed in light and strong armor, dark red cloaks, and delicate and fitting head armor on their faces, only a pair of cold and murderous eyes were exposed.

The young general narrowed his eyes and looked at the ruined city in front of him, and did not say a word for a long time. The red horse under the crotch was slightly annoyed, like the four hooves of the basin stepping on the spot, tapping the ground, but did not make a neigh. He stretched out his hand to gently soothe his beloved mount, and slowly rode forward, and more than a dozen crossbowmen flashed out of the team, spreading out dozens of meters, all on alert, and the arrows on the bow and crossbow were ready to fire.

Here, you can already see the costumes of the defenders on the castle.

The defenders were already at the end of the crossbow, and the armor on their bodies was all torn, and their blood-stained faces could not see their facial features at all.

"This is the last county town of the Hao tribe in Nanhai County?" the young general asked lightly, his voice was the same as the light in his eyes, and he was heroic in the cold.

"Yes, Tiger Regiment. This is Nanhai County, the last county town of the Hao tribe!" A delicate-faced lieutenant general drove out and replied respectfully behind the man.

"Tut-tut, it seems that Hao is suppressed very badly by the soul suppression! There is only such a small broken county town left, and it is only a level 4 city......" A hanger's voice sounded, it was a young man who was also dressed in the clothes of a lieutenant, but he looked demonic.

The young general didn't make any more comments, turned his head and instructed the previous deputy general with a delicate face: "Song Ziping, you take two of your subordinates to enter the city, and report to Tiangou, the leader of the Haotian tribe, that my Ultraman Tiger is here!"

This heroic young general is actually the most famous tenth-level martial artist in the otherworldly continent, Ultraman Tiger, and his force value is equally famous for his long-term southern and northern wars.

Due to the small number of the tribe and the inability to occupy the city for many years, Huluo Longtao was nicknamed the "Rogue Legion" by his opponents, but no enemy dared to despise this so-called Rogue Legion.

The young lieutenant general named Song Ziping received the order respectfully, personally ordered the two henchmen, flicked the horsewhip, and galloped out like a flowing cloud, and the two red-armored knights behind him immediately followed, in an orderly manner, while the other red-armored knights did not move at all.

"Tiger Tuan, why don't we go directly to the city?" asked a lieutenant with a messy straw-like beard.

"Xinghai, the Hao tribe has been frightened by the soul suppression, at this time, like a frightened bird, our behavior is a little careless, it may cause unnecessary panic and riots!" The young general glanced at his capable subordinate and replied patiently, he knew that Xinghai was superior in force, but his IQ was always a little worse than ordinary people.

"Then, will it be dangerous for Na Ziping to go alone?" The bearded man known as "Xinghai", Ping Suli and Song Ziping have the best relationship, and they are obviously a little worried about their brother's personal safety.

"Haha, I said black bear, don't worry about it! Who is Song Ziping? Tenth-level martial artists! How many tenth-level martial artists are there in this continent? You worry about him? Don't laugh Lao Tzu's teeth off!" The evil man was not very polite when he spoke.

Xinghai, who looks five big and three thick, looks like a black bear at first glance, smiles innocently, but he doesn't mind the evil man's sarcastic words.

"Our regiment has been fighting with the Blue Pupil Canghai Laughing Tribe and the Red Pupil Helan Mountain Tribe in the north all the year round, and has never been confronted by the Green Pupil Soul Suppression Tribe, what is their strength now? Which of you knows better?" the young general looked ahead and asked casually.

"Tiger Regiment, the Soul Suppression Tribe originally had two tenth-level martial artists Xuantian and Cao Yanbin, and dozens of ninth-level martial artists, among which they were the most prominent in their wisdom and anger. But in the past ten years, their old rival Hao tribe has been vulnerable, and the south has rarely undertaken war. Xuantian and Cao Yanbin faded out one after another, and it was rumored that these two god-level figures were the rising stars who went to sea to search for spiritual arts together, leaving only the battle robes to hand over to the Soul Suppression Tribe. The young generation who inherited Xuantian's white-clothed robe is called Loulan, who is a ninth-level martial artist, and the one who inherited Cao Yanbin's cherry blossom robe is called Xuanliang, who is also a young ninth-level martial artist. The evil man put away his contemptuous tone and replied earnestly.

"I also heard that in recent years, in addition to the wisdom and anger, a group of young and potential ninth-level martial artists have grown up in the soul of the town, and the more famous ones are the thirteen Taibao such as Hua Jue, Addiction Addiction, Supreme Treasure, and God Killing. These thirteen Taibao are all ninth-level martial artists, in addition, there are several ninth-level martial artists with hidden identities, as well as a large number of 5-8 medium-level combat power soldiers. A man dressed in lieutenant general's costume and covering his face tightly all over his body added.

"Hahaha, go to the sea to find spiritual arts, is there spiritual magic in this world?" The young general laughed loudly, his face seemed to be disdainful, but there was a hint of loneliness in his shining eyes, and he looked back at the man who was covering his whole body very tightly: "Ji Ji, so to speak, in fact, there are no tenth-level martial artists in the Soul Suppression Tribe now?"

"Yes, Tiger Regiment!" Gigi said in a steady voice, without any waves in his tone.

"Okay! Hahaha, the gap between a tenth-level martial artist and a ninth-level martial artist is not something that can be bridged in a short period of time! Our Tiger Luo Longtao tribe has three tenth-level martial artists, me, Ziping and Yuchen. There are countless ninth-level martial artists, among which Xinghai, Qinglong, Dream and Ji Ji are all top-grade ninth-level martial artists, Tyrannosaurus, Bacchus, Wei Qing, and Old Man Yan, and they are also quasi-high-grade ninth-level martial artists. The only deficiency is that the number of medium and low combat power is too small, otherwise, our Tiger Strategy Long Tao would have been the heavenly group that dominates the continent a long time ago. This time, as long as we integrate the Hao tribe, the emaciated camel is bigger than the horse, and add a batch of medium and low battles, our tiger strategy's ambition and hegemony are just around the corner! Hahaha......" The young general looked up to the sky and laughed, looking very wild.

Several lieutenants laughed along, and the evil man who was called "Yuchen" by Ultraman Tiger was also laughing, but his eyes were dark and unpredictable.