In the sky above Fanhe City, the wonders of the heavenly fire golden lotus and the red fire and red clouds reflecting each other, although Zuo Ci had done the law in advance to cover it, it was still impossible to hide the peeps of those who were interested.

In the central tent of the camp of the Qiang army.

Helan Gong, who was half-lying on the ice crystal couch, had a pair of eagle-like pupils emitting a clear divine light, passing through the big cowhide tent and falling straight on Fanhe City.

"The Dongyang Burning Evil Fire is already very annoying, and they actually grabbed a trace of the true fire of the sun and used it to fuel the fire? Do these Taoist priests really want to roast bird meat...... I'm really scared, scared. ”

For such exaggerated acting skills, the white-haired one-horned maid standing next to him just didn't know.

Turning his body to the side boringly, Helan Gong's gaze swept over the white-haired maid's face, and asked casually: "Today's quota, how has the Han army completed?"

Listening to Helan Gong's question, the white-haired and one-horned maid bowed down and replied: "Our side lost 315 people in battle, and 35 people fled back, and they are being held at the gate by the various Pashas, waiting to be released. ”

Listening to the maid's reply, Helan Gong raised his hand impatiently: "These Qiang tribes are always uneasy, what should we do with this person who escapes from the battle, and what is the sect of this seat?

The white-haired maid glanced at her master, and said: "The most valuable property of the Qiang leaders is these Qiang troops led by them. ”

Hearing this, Duke Helan raised his head and glanced at his maid: "But for this seat, do you really need these Qiang people to fight for this seat? In Wuwei, they are still somewhat useful, but since they were stopped by those few bull noses on the edge of this broken city, then this seat should also consider how to use it." ”

Speaking of this, Helan Gong smiled slightly, gently touched his hand to the face of the white-haired maid, and sighed: "Xiao Huan'er, your tentacles are cold and slippery, why didn't I think of resurrecting a Jiao girl to taste it?"

The white-haired maid he called "Xiao Huan'er" retreated expressionlessly, avoiding Helan Gong's restless paws: "The master mother is still staring at you on Helan Mountain, please respect yourself." ”

Hearing the word "master mother", a trace of uneasiness flashed on Helan Gong's face, and then he leaned back with a big grin, "I'm working so hard outside and doing so many troublesome things, isn't it also for her! Why can't these women understand their husband's hard work?"

The white-haired maid didn't hear this complaint, but listened to it due north, and then reported back: "That strange priest has approached the city with the zombies, do you need an order for them to attack the city?"

"Why not?" Helan Gong put his hands on his neck and said with a playful expression: "Whether it's him or him, I still really want to know what these guys' true skills are." Best, they don't let this seat down. ”

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Outside Fanhe City, a team of horse troops searching for survivors is withdrawing.

The refugees who were guarded by Wei Ye's personal guards dragged their families and families, helped the old and the young, and entered neatly towards the Fanhe city gate.

According to common sense, during the defense of the city, it is the most unwise decision to easily let the refugees into the city. Because the enemy army is likely to follow behind the refugee team and take the opportunity to mix the city in one fell swoop.

However, such a beautiful thing has no possibility of success in today's Fanhe City.

The Qiang army, which was known as skilled in archers and horses, was forced to block the camp gate by a team led by He Ming. And according to the oracle of a certain great god, the Qiang army team was sent out in batches in a planned way to He Ming as a training object, and he was even more aggrieved than Wang Ba.

As for the Fanhe City Gate, there is also a extra-large Bagua Magic Mirror specially customized by the Star Gate Immortal Workshop. According to Wei Ye's reprocessing, all the mana originally used to suppress evil and break demons on this gossip magic mirror has been modified into a simplified version of the demon mirror effect, which is specially used to identify the alien ghost and god aura on the Qiang people and Zoroastrian believers.

Everything looks like it's going for the better, or so it seems.

The last horse army team returning to Fanhe City from the north road, led by the military director Ma Teng.

And in front of them, what they saw was the most absurd picture.

First came a strange and long song, which sounded out of the wilderness:

“...... Hear, Lord!"

"-Bang!"

"Panic seized me; ”

"-Bang!"

"My heart really hurts. ”

"-Bang!"

"I wish I could grow wings and fly like a pigeon,"

"-Bang!"

"I ask the only Father, and the Lord will save me. No matter midnight, no matter morning or dusk......"

"-Bang!"

And in this song, there is also a uniform drum sound.

No, it wasn't the sound of drums, it was the sound of heavy coffin boards pounding on the door of the head.

A group of green zombies staggered across the snowfield. These zombies all held a thick and heavy coffin board in their hands, and smashed it their heads with the broken and dull and mournful singing.

Green slime continued to splash above the zombies' heads, and most of the zombies had already been smashed beyond recognition by the coffin board, and where the flesh was opened, their hard skulls were exposed.

And behind these zombies who were doing strange masochistic behavior, a moving white stone altar was carried by groups of zombies and slowly moved forward.

On the stone altar, there stood a strangely dressed Hu man, and beside him, stood a bunch of large iron trumpets. The voice, which was worse than lamentation, kept coming out of the pile of iron trumpets.

In the most conspicuous part of the altar, there stands a torture instrument that resembles the execution of prisoners, and looks like a large cross.

The Hu man was very intoxicated and sang along with the song, but his eyes finally fell on the horse army squad in front of him.

"The war is finally about to begin. Feeling out a string of amethyst opals, the man who called himself Baron Ibelyn stared at the heavily armed squad in front of him and smiled happily.

"Truth must be spread by the sword in the end, and that's what those who love green have taught me—"

Then he went to the back of the cross, touched the great nodule on the altar with one hand, and recited the prayer: "I have not come to bring peace to the earth, but to the sword of the earth, for I have come to set a man against his father." A man's enemies are those of his own household. Amen. ”