As soon as the group stepped into the ancient city of Loulan, they were stopped by the guards guarding the gate, and the guards came up indiscriminately and tied everyone up. Zhihan stood in front of everyone www.biquge.info blocking the way of the soldier and said, "Can't even I recognize it?" The soldier raised his head and said menacingly: "This is the order of the high priest, and no one is allowed to disobey it." In Zhi Han's desperation, the leader of Nacuo looked at Zhi Han fiercely: "This is what you call stability? Zhi Han turned around and didn't explain to everyone, and walked directly in the direction of the temple.

When I entered the temple, I saw the city lord and his mother looking at the sand table topographic map of the desert. She walked directly towards the high priest without greeting her, and asked, "High priest, what do you mean by this?" The city lord of Loulan greeted him with a smile: "It's Zhihan who is back, go and rest first." The High Priest didn't raise his head, but stared intently at the topographical map of the sand table. Zhi Han raised his voice and asked, "Why are you doing this? Could it be that these people of Shilipo have done things that hurt the heavens and reason?" The high priest raised his hand, holding the wooden stick in his hand and pointing at the ravines in the desert. Suddenly, the wooden stick stopped in Loulan's territory, and the high priest drew a circle, turned to Zhi Han and said, "In the future, the responsibility of protecting Loulan will be handed over to you, but now do you know that the other dozen or so countries in the Western Regions are like bloodthirsty beasts, and they are preparing to attack our Loulan together with Gumo." ”

Zhi Han's eyes widened, and he said in surprise: "Impossible! Gu Yu is still in Gumo." He won't betray Loulan. After laughing, the high priest draped his black Liao Xing cloak on Zhi Han's body: "That time, the two of you went to Gumo to solve the mystery of jade, but the jade also fell into the hands of others. Gu Yu has long been Gumo's concubine, and now he is our enemy. Zhi Han shouted loudly: "Impossible, when he left, he promised me that he would bring the jade back to Loulan safely." The high priest patted Zhihan's shoulder and stared at her eyes seriously: "Child, don't be stupid. Do you know how long you've been gone?" Zhi Han counted the time he had been delayed in the desert, and it had been half a year. The high priest turned to the city lord and said, "I hope the city lord will forgive the little girl for being reckless, and now she will resist the attack of other countries." Our plan for today is only to contact the power of the Central Plains martial arts. With that, the lord of the city hurried to the desk and handed the letter to the high priest. The high priest shouted outside the house, "Someone." Outside the house, two horse-looking messengers took the letter, bid farewell to the people, got up and galloped away. The high priest turned to Zhi Han and said, "These two letters are addressed to Nurhachi, the lord of Houjin, and Emperor Chongzhen of Ming. Zhi Han looked at the high priest and asked puzzledly: "Lord Ming has always regarded us as a thorn in his side, how can he help us at this time?" The high priest laughed and said: "When the letter arrives in the Central Plains together, we will know." ”

only heard bursts of fierce screams inside and outside the school field, and Zhi Han rushed out like crazy. Seeing the blood in the sky, she rushed to the high priest angrily, her teeth were trembling, and every word was clear: "You still haven't let go of the people of 'Shilipo'!" The high priest shook his head: "It's not that I don't let them go, but these people will cause trouble to our Loulan." As soon as the words fell, I saw Feng Chen and Wushuang covered in blood holding on to the main entrance of the main hall, leaning on the side. Wushuang looked at the high priest angrily: "I didn't think about carrying so many innocent lives on my body. The high priest seemed to sense something the moment he saw Wushuang, but he was just stunned.

Suddenly, there was a report from outside the palace that Cheshi Guo had copied from the north, and the strong crossbow team of Haitou Ancient City was besieging from the south, and Qiuzi was still three miles from the west. At this time, all grievances are put on hold first. It is urgent to save Loulan, who is in danger. Feng Chen panted and said, "After passing the Yumen Pass behind you, you can reach the Central Plains." "The high priest calculated that if the letterhead arrived in the Central Plains quickly, it would take dozens of days. Wushuang stood in front and said indiscriminately: "Then let's resist for a while." After some discussion between the city lord and the high priest, it was decided that Feng Chen and the high priest would defend the north together, Wushuang and Zhihan would defend the west, and the weaker southern Haitou Ancient City would be guarded by the city lord with elite archers. As soon as the order was issued, I heard a report from outside, and Gu Mo bypassed Qiuzi as if he was coming towards Loulan.

Everyone didn't care so much, so they went to the city gate where they arranged to guard it first. As soon as the Gumo army arrived, it would be a hard battle. When Feng Chen and the high priest reached the castle tower to the north, they saw that a group of samurai dressed in animal skins and holding spears and knives in their hands had gathered under the castle, and they were shouting in an incomprehensible native language. Seeing that they were all in a very stylish formation under the city, the high priest waved his hand and said, "Former pawn vine armor warrior, flying city technique." "I saw a hundred and ten soldiers wearing rattan armor and holding shields and scimitars suddenly appear from behind the high priest, all with reins tied behind them, and someone pulling at the other end. They leaped down the stone walls of the city wall, and quickly disappeared like gravel falling into a sea of fire. I saw that some of the reins were loosened, which meant that those soldiers had gone and had never returned. The soldiers behind flew down again, and Feng Chen watched the soldiers under the city guarding Loulan with their bodies, and the strong man led by the samurai with tattoos on his face in animal skins and slammed the door towards the north gate with a meteor hammer. Feng Chen jumped down the city wall, only to hear the high priest shouting in his ear: "Be careful!" and waited for Feng Chen's feet to hit the ground, looking at the sturdy tattooed warriors around him. He calmly waved the hem of his robe, then drew a circle on his tiptoes. Some of the strong men around him were riding on their horses and laughing so much that they turned backwards, and some of the strong men didn't pay any attention to the thin young man with a big sword on his back, only the leader saw that he jumped down and sent him to death. He was extremely excited to swing the meteor hammer and rode towards this side, and when the horse was still five or six steps away from sealing the dust, he suddenly stomped on the dust. The ground beneath his feet trembled slightly, and the horse was frightened and fell back at once. The strong man was thrown five or six meters away by the horse. He patted the dirt off his body, spat it twice in his hand, and gripped the handle of the Meteor Hammer tightly. Then he ran quickly, turned around and dodged the strong man's full force. Where is the strong man resigned, seeing that this kid is so light, he whistled, and three or four burly men surrounded him. Feng Chen, a 'golden dragon turned', rolled up the sand and dust on the ground, and shot it into the eyes of the strong men around him, and when they rubbed their eyes and relaxed, he got up and kicked them off the horse. It is said that the thief captures the king first, and then turns over to the strong man with the meteor hammer in his hand, and conjures up nine of himself. The strong man pounced for a while, but he was lost in chaos. When he woke up again, Feng Chen had already put the blunt sword on his neck, and the strong man couldn't bear the weight of the blunt sword, and knelt on the ground on one knee, and the sound of a broken kneecap made the surroundings quiet.