Hetao has been under martial law since the Heavenly King sent a large army to cooperate with the Ordos War in Ningxia. Many tribes that obeyed the rule of the Heavenly King faction were all around the Chen Bing Hetao, and outsiders were strictly prevented from entering the Hetao. It is precisely because of this that he and Wan'er blended into the Hetao through Daiqin.

And if this army came from the Ming Dynasty, how could they avoid the interception of the Hetao border? It would be difficult for one or two people to sneak into the Hetao, let alone an army.

Sure enough, Asli said: "No! Since the Tianwang faction started the war with the Great Ming, all the border departments have strengthened their patrols, and anyone who wants to enter the Hetao must go to the Black Stone Cliff in person to record, there can be no exceptions! And this detachment of hostile troops of the Heavenly King Faction is even more unlikely to be put in by those tribes loyal to the Heavenly King faction! So it can't be the Great Ming!"

"But I agree with Zilong's words, this army is from Daming!" Hu Dulu said unexpectedly, "Asli, didn't your father tell you that there is a shortcut between Hetao and Ningxia?"

"What do you mean?" said Asri in shock, "the road that we Hetao people call the Death Passage?"

"That's right!" Hu Dulu said affirmatively, "is that the road?"

"What way?" Zilong asked curiously.

"It is a road full of swamps, mountains and forests, cliffs, Gobi and other treacherous terrain! It is also the closest road from Ningxia to Hetao! But this road is full of dangers, and most of the ordinary people who walk it are dead and lifeless! In the past, my father followed Lord Hu Dulu to walk this road, but when he went, there were 100 people, and when he came back, there were less than 10 people, and this is still our Beji people who are good at fighting in the mountains and forests!" Asli said in a tone full of fear.

"And such a steep shortcut?" Zilong said in surprise. The ability of the Beji people, he also saw it, after entering the dense forest where he couldn't see his fingers, he seemed to have a pair of night vision eyes like cats, and directly found a position that could be hidden.

However, such Beji people, walking through that passage of death, turned out to be only ten out of a hundred people, a tenth of the proportion, which shows how amazing this passage of death is.

"Yes, this death passage has buried many of my beloved old friends in it, and every time I think of it, I feel a faint pain in my heart!" Hu Dulu said approvingly.

"Then sir, you still say that this army is from the Death Passage?" said Asri.

"Judging from the performance of this army, it is not impossible to pass through the death channel! Moreover, they are from the south, and it is very likely that the Ming army from Ningxia has risked death to walk through the death passage and come here!" Hu Dulu said slowly.

Ningxia's army? Zilong's heart was shocked, and he slowly looked into the depths of the dense forest! Could it be that this army was really the one he had guessed, and was it really the army of Jiang Yunsong that had been subdued by himself and transformed from mountain bandits?

After all, it's not sure if it's Jiang Yunsong, it's too early to say it!

The three of them whispered about the army again, and then fell silent. Because the mighty Heavenly King sent an army of 5,000 has already been killed.

Although the three of them had been talking for a long time, the Beji people and the mysterious army did not stop intercepting and killing the people of the Heavenly King Sect in the slightest. More than 1,000 Heavenly King Sect disciples, by the time the 5,000 Heavenly King Sect army arrived, there were less than 300 left.

The seven hundred disciples have all been swallowed up by the Beji people with the cooperation of that mysterious army. When the 5,000 army arrived, the 300 disciples who were about to collapse finally felt better. Sikong Xuanmi ordered the 5,000-strong army to divide into four directions and surround this dense forest, and then withdrew with 300 disciples.

After coming out, he sent the three hundred disciples to the back to rest, and then directly ordered his subordinates: "Set fire to the forest!"

"Huh?" The disciple who led the team was the deputy hall master of the Heavenly Thunder Hall of the Heavenly King Sect and Sikong Xuan's confidant, Sima Ji. His father is Sikong Xuan's comrade-in-arms and the captain of Sikong Xuan's personal guard, and he is extremely loyal to Sikong Xuan. Later, after Sima Ji's father died, he took over his father's position.

Hearing Sikong Xuan's order at this time, Sima Ji couldn't help but ask: "This forest is not big, but it is not small either! If we set it on fire, we are afraid that it will be a monstrous fire, and this kind of fire is really taboo in the grassland!"

"Sima!" Sikong Xuan gave direct orders to others, but he also patiently explained to Sima Ji, "You are still young, and you don't know some things! Our Heavenly King Sect has ruled Hetao for 20 years, and it has already aroused hostility inside and outside! Not only do the Tatars and Ming want our Heavenly King Sect to finish, but even within the grassland, all the tribes headed by Hu Dulu don't want us to rule them anymore!"

This time I got such an opportunity, if I can't kill Hu Dulu, but let him run out, and then as soon as he preaches it, the prestige of our Heavenly King Sect will be completely over! Not to mention that most of the combat strength of our Heavenly King Sect has already followed the Second Heavenly King to fight outside, and the combat strength of the remaining guards is insufficient, if the prestige is lost again, I am afraid that it will be a situation where the masses will attack it!"

Sikong Xuan's strategic trade-offs are really outstanding, but his words are not wrong. Sima Ji nodded when he heard this, and said, "Sima has been taught! But is this charge of arson ......?"

"On the grassland, we believe in the principle of survival of the fittest, and it is not a crime or a crime! If we set a fire and force out the Beji people and Hu Dulu to die, and kill the chickens and monkeys, our rule will be stable! If Hu Dulu is released, even if there is no such crime, we will be attacked by Hu Dulu and put in trouble, do you understand?" Sikong Xuan looked at Sima Ji and said slowly.

"Yes, Uncle Sikong, I understand!" Sima Ji nodded, and then sent someone to help Sikong Xuan go down to rest, and then arranged four troops to guard in four directions of the dense forest, with a thousand people per team. The remaining 1,000 men mounted their horses, ready to support at any time. In the end, he sent the surviving 300 disciples to prepare to go to the dense forest to start a fire.

On the grassland, the weather is dry and dry. Recently, the climate has been dry and hot, and it is not difficult to set a fire if you want to. At that moment, the disciples of the Three Hundred Heavenly King Sect began to prepare to set fire, but this forest was not big, but it was not small, and for a while, they wanted to burn it, but they were afraid that the ordinary method of setting fire would not work.

At first, the men shot rockets into the woods, hoping that they would set the forest on fire. But such a large forest, although the weather is dry, is not so easy to catch fire.

On the contrary, the mysterious army and the Beji people inside discovered the attempt of the Heavenly King faction and sent people to extinguish the scattered flames. Then both armies coincidentally sent sharpshooters, and shot a lot of the disciples of the Heavenly King Sect who were far away.

After these Heavenly King Sect disciples lost more than a dozen lives, they no longer dared to go up like this and set rockets to burn the forest, so they could only retreat. Fortunately, Sikong Xuan has been helped down by Sima Ji to rest, and he is not here for the time being, otherwise with his current temper, these disciples of the Heavenly King Sect are only afraid that they will not be punished.

Sima Ji saw that these disciples were shot back by the opposite side, and observed the arrow momentum on the opposite side, and couldn't help but have a wave of doubt in his heart. I called the three hundred surviving disciples over and asked some questions carefully, nothing more than how many people were in them.

These three hundred disciples were lucky not to die, and their hearts were already broken. Although I don't know how many people there really are, they all watched the six hundred warriors of the Beji people run in, and they all swore that there were only six hundred.

Sima Ji smiled coldly and said, "Six hundred people can kill seven hundred of you, and there is no damage, this is a fatigue division? Six hundred people can beat you so that you can't come forward? Is this useless to you, or are they too powerful?"

"What does Master Sima mean?" said one of the surviving leaders unconvinced, "I heard that the ancestors of the Beji people are the people of the Immortal, who originated from the white mountains and black waters!

"Haha!" Sima Ji heard the leader's retort, and instead of laughing, he said, "What a powerful battle in the mountains and forests, so powerful that a 600 tired army, you have a thousand fresh troops, 700 dead, and you don't even know how many enemy soldiers you killed! Are you sure that you are facing people, not ghosts and gods?"

"This ......," the leader shuddered when he heard this, and then said, "Maybe it's really a ghost or a god, but it's not necessarily!"

"Idiot!" Seeing that the leader was talking so nonsense, Sima Ji was angry, and slapped him heavily, raising his cheeks. The blow that this leader received couldn't help but take two steps back, and spit out two mouthfuls of teeth with blood, which were obviously directly fanned off by Sima Ji.

Sima Ji ignored him, looked at the secluded forest, and said coldly: "Pass my order! Everyone raise their shields and bring the things that ignite the fire, and we will advance step by step, and we will definitely burn out these Beji rats in the forest for me! I want to see how they are ghosts!"

The army of the Heavenly King faction listened to the order, and they all quickly operated according to Sima Ji's order, and the three hundred disciples were also ordered by Sima Ji to take the things that ignited the fire, and when the time came, the errand of setting the fire would fall on their heads.

These disciples escaped death, and they had to carry out this extremely risky task again, and they were all worried in their hearts. It's just that the Heavenly King Sect is the most respectful, and they are also helpless, so they can only follow Sima Ji's orders.

Here, the Heavenly King sent an army to prepare for the burning of the forest, and the two armies hidden in the dense forest over there, in order to repel the rockets released by the disciples of the Three Hundred Heavenly King Sect, inevitably met.

When the elite warriors of the Beji people saw the mysterious elite warriors on the opposite side who were well-equipped, fully armoured, armed with bows and crossbows, and wore fine iron knives at their waists, they couldn't help but gasp.

They felt that even if they were themselves, they would suffer a loss against this group of well-equipped elite soldiers. When Hu Dulu saw this group of soldiers, he was directly surprised and said, "Sure enough, it's the Ming army!"

"This is the Ming army?" Asli had never seen the Ming army, and when she saw the Ming army in red armor at this time, she couldn't help but look at it carefully with curiosity. Since this Ming army did not launch an attack when its own people entered the dense forest, it naturally would not be the enemy of its own people.

And when Zilong saw this Ming army, he couldn't help but say in surprise: "Huh, Jiang Tiezhu, why are you?"

The Ming army who was vigilantly watching the Beji warriors, hearing Zilong's exclamation, a Ming army officer couldn't help but follow the sound, and found that although this voice was someone he knew, his appearance was extremely strange, and it was completely different from the person in his memory, and he couldn't help but ask suspiciously: "Who is Your Excellency? Why do you know the name of this general?"

It turned out that this officer was Jiang Tiezhu, Zilong heard this Jiang Tiezhu's voice, and couldn't help but pat his head, remembering that his loading had not yet been unloaded. At the moment, he groped directly on his face for a while, and after a while, he pulled out a layer of fine skin, and then slowly pulled, and slowly ripped off a human skin mask, revealing his original face.

After showing his original face, Zilong happily said to Jiang Tiezhu: "Haha! Tiezhu, do you know who I am?"

Jiang Tiezhu looked at this big trick of changing into a living person, and couldn't help but wipe his eyes in disbelief, and then opened his eyes, only to realize that it was true. Directly walked two steps quickly, and in the nervous vigilance of the Beji people, he walked directly to the middle, knelt down, and said: "The last general, Jiang Tiezhu, knock on Xu Shoubei! It's just that why do adults look like this, but it's so hard for the brothers to find it!"

Asli and Hu Dulu and other Beji people are all seeing Zilong's true face of Lushan for the first time, and they can't help but be surprised at this time, and they are all admiring Zilong's handsomeness and extraordinary momentum. Asli also looked at Zilong, who had clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, and couldn't help but blush. After Jiang Tiezhu revealed Zilong's identity, his eyes looked at Zilong more gently, it turned out that Long Daxia was actually a senior officer of Daming.

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