The master of the Tianliu Gate looked at the martial arts army like a long dragon, marching quickly in the vast grassland like the sky, and the heroic spirit in his heart suddenly came to life. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

No wonder so many heroes since ancient times have to be the emperor and general, at this moment, the master of the Tianliu Sect gave birth to a kind of extreme enjoyment in my hands.

In the world, there are only two things that can make men feel the most, one is a woman, and the other is the power of the pinnacle.

The master of the Tianliu Sect has no desire for women, but this kind of power, like drugs, makes him intoxicated, he knows that he has fallen into the swamp of power, but he does not regret it.

The eldest husband should be born like this, and the master of the Tianliu Sect thought so.

Among the martial arts army, there are very few horses, among the more than 300,000 troops, there are only a few 10,000 war horses, and in the end, these war horses are in the hands of people with prestige from various sects, as well as some powerful scattered cultivators.

The rest of the people can only spread their legs and run through the grassland.

These martial artists, at the very least, are in the realm of qi training, and they already have a certain foundation of light skills, so their speed is amazing, which is also one of the reasons why Cui Yu did not let people chase after them.

The vast grassland, as far as the eye can see, the wind blows the grass low.

The whole army walked for seven days, and there was no shadow of a single person, but some wolves were found, but in front of such a huge army, these wolves did not even have a chance to escape, and all of them were captured by the scouts and made additional meals.

Before leaving, the passion and blood in my heart are also lonely and silent, the passion is flattened, and the blood becomes cold.

With an army of more than 300,000 people, everyone seemed very depressed.

The master of the Tianliu Sect is worthy of being a master of a generation, although he has been corrupted by power, but the situation in the army has been quickly discovered by him.

In just seven days, dozens of brawls have occurred.

If it hadn't been discovered by the heads and elders of the various factions in time and stopped it, I am afraid it would have caused even greater waves.

Children of the rivers and lakes, walking the rivers and lakes, riding horses and whips, drunk and proud, sprinkling the rivers and lakes, asking for a happy time, asking for a fast sword and enmity.

But now, silence is like walking corpses, without wine and without songs, like cattle and sheep, driving them towards the depths of the dazed grassland.

No one knows what the future will be, maybe they will become heroes and return to the Central Plains, and their names will be sung by the people of the Tang Dynasty and admired by the people in the rivers and lakes. But more likely, it will be a pile of nameless dry bones buried in the grassland, no one remembers them, and no one knows who they are.

This fear and confusion is like a whip whipped into their hearts all the time, making their hearts twitch and suffocate them.

The Tianliumen Lord's face was grim, he knew that there was no need for any encouragement in the army now, and there was no need for some hypocritical promises. What they need now is venting.

Therefore, these days, the master of the Tianliu Sect even specially asked some masters to give up some horses, and increased the intensity of scouts, in all directions, not letting go of any corner.

But for this move, those who were robbed of their horses, although they didn't say anything, they were all resentful, thinking that the Tianliu Sect Master and others looked down on them.

The Lord of the Tianliu Sect has many ears and eyes, so he naturally knows these rumors, but now he has no good way but to ignore them.

These days, the master of the Tianliu Sect remembered what Cui Yu told him before, in the grassland, it seems to be calm, but in fact it is full of danger.

The sudden weather, the roaming herds of fierce beasts, and the invisible natural trap swamps are all horrors that can devour humans at any time.

Even if the Tianliu Sect Master didn't count, he would have lost no less than dozens of scouts these days because of this.

At first, I thought I had been attacked, but after looking for it, some of the corpses were completely gone, some were remnants, and some seemed to be asleep.

Even, the Lord of the Tianliu Sect saw with his own eyes that a scout was swallowed up by the swamp.

As powerful as he was, he didn't even have time to rescue, and the scout had already disappeared into the swamp.

No one knew how much pressure the Tianliu Sect Master was under now, he had already regretted that he had broken into the grassland without knowing it so recklessly, but he had no way out.

The Tianliu Sect Lord has no way, in order not to make people think too much, the Tianliu Sect Lord can only speed up the march, and use the fatigue of the body to liberate their minds, and the exhausted people have no time to think about the things that can shake them.

Even though there were scouts lost in this grassland every day, the Tianliu Sect Master still sent out a large number of scouts every day.

When they had been in the steppe for a month, rumors were spreading in the army, and finally, they discovered the first steppe tribe.

The master of the Tianliu Gate was overjoyed, and immediately ordered to send troops to exterminate it.

He didn't care if this was a trap now, whether this tribe was strong or not, even if someone told him that the tribe in front of him was the royal court of the grassland, the Tianliu Sect Lord would not hesitate to rush forward with the whole army.

They have been suppressed for a long time, and now all they need is killing, only venting.

After the 300,000 army heard that they had found the grassland barbarians, their eyes were red, and they were in this grassland, like cattle and horses, rushing frantically, just for these barbarians, a month's time, has almost made these warriors who have lived in human society since childhood, suffocating and wanting to go crazy.

They hate these barbarians, if it weren't for these steppe barbarians, they might be gathering in the restaurant in twos and threes at this moment, sipping wine and listening to songs.

The 300,000 army rushed overwhelmingly towards the steppe barbarian tribe, if you look at it from the sky, it is like a flood erupting, and the black frenzy is overwhelming and deafening.

The Nayan tribe is a small tribe in the grasslands, and they go with the flow and have no fixed residence. Every morning, the cheerful tribal golden flowers, whose character will happily sing the songs of the grassland, open a new day.

There are only more than 1,000 people in the Nayan tribe, and there are no powerful warriors in their tribe, but they are the most beautiful golden flowers in the grassland.

They were hospitable, and whenever a caravan passed by in the Tang Dynasty, they would invite them to their tents as if they were celebrating a festival, and exchange animal skins and mare's milk wine for the salt, tea, and cloth they needed.

Therefore, even if they migrate, they will be near the trade route from Datang to the grassland.

They did not dare to approach Datang, because the border army of Datang Xunyou would drive them away.

They also did not dare to go deep into the grassland, because they were weak and had no power to protect themselves, and the royal court needed slaves.

Struggling to survive in this complex environment, but they are happy. The merchants of the Tang Dynasty are all beautiful and gentle, and the warriors who pass by will also help them, even if there are sometimes evil guests, but they already have their own methods to appease them and save their lives.

Qiqige was very happy, because she knew a warrior from the depths of the grassland, and they were going to the Tang Dynasty to trade and rest in their tribe, and Qiqige and the warrior fell in love at first sight.

In the middle of the night, in the bonfire and dance, he brought the warrior into his tent with mare's milk wine, and the tribe's grandmother and father were very happy, because Qiqige had found his lover.

The steppe people are loyal to their oaths, and their character will bow before the tribe every day, hoping for the arrival of their lover and take her away. She has a lot to say to her lover.

But today, as he stood outside the tribe, he heard a deafening sound in the distant sky, the earth trembled, the cattle and sheep fled in all directions, and the horses roared restlessly.

However, Qiqige looked up at the sky and found that there was no cloud, and it was a sunny day, but why did there be such a sound?

Qiqige looked into the distance with a puzzled expression, and then her red face turned pale and bloodless, and she seemed to remember the song of the terrible war in the song of the patriarch's grandfather, which was slowly replaced by fear.