Chapter 100: Death and Death

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Li Yuejiao didn't know that only the holy warriors among the Central Plains had the ability to save her father, but the two sides were enemies rather than friends, and how could she, with her arrogant nature, open her mouth to the enemy?

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Li Yuejiao is also a smart girl, knowing that the emperor of the Central Plains likes her, and even forgives her father for all the sins committed against the people of the Central Plains because of her.

Based on this, Li Yuejiao was willing to make a promise.

The emperor didn't say much, just made a flat gesture to Li Yuejiao, and then nodded to her from a personal point of view.

Marrying Princess Xijon as his wife is beneficial to the soldiers of the two armies and the future peace of the two countries, so the emperor is confident that the soldiers will understand his behavior.

When Li Yuejiao stood up, the emperor's language was calm, but he said with emotion: "Take care, I will wait for you to come back." ā€

Out of the main hall, Chai Shaoning did not follow Hewenbo to lead the war horse, and directly let out a breath, and the three of them went out of the new city like a cloud.

After walking less than ten miles, there was a call from behind. As soon as the three of them turned around, it was Song Yuanlan, Yu Wenyu, and Shangguan Rou who caught up.

The three girls were not in the main hall, but how could everything in the city be hidden from their aura and spiritual sense? As soon as Chai Shaoning left, they rushed out, and after a little inquiry, they already understood the cause and effect of the matter, so they chased after them from behind.

Chai Shaoning didn't want his wives to go on an adventure together, but after thinking about it, he didn't say anything.

Seeing that there were so many holy warriors among the people of the Central Plains, Hewenbo sighed with emotion: "I don't know whether I should repent for the king and start a war with the Central Plains, or am I glad that I brought you out of the territory?"

Chai Shaoning glanced at He Wenbo and said: "If you go to Hami here, you can defeat those people in the other world, and I want to discuss some things about Shengwu with Master He." ā€

Hewenbo's eyes widened: "Is Marshal Chai true?"

Chai Shaoning smiled and said, "I now know Master He's character. An elder like you, Shao Ning doesn't want to miss it. ā€

Hewenbo laughed and said, "It seems that no matter what, the benefits brought to me by this war far outweigh the disadvantages. Marshal Chai, this friend, I have made a deal. ā€

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Hami, the throat of the Western Regions, the choke point on the Silk Road, the tall city walls once provided shelter for many kingdoms, and was regarded as the safest line of protection by merchants and travelers.

But today, this wall has become an insurmountable line of life and death for many people, and in the face of frenzied slaughter, people are trapped in the city, sitting and watching death come.

When Chai Shaoning and his group of five arrived outside Hami City, it was snowing strangely in the city.

Although the climate in Hami is cold, it is unusually dry, especially in the past May, and this snow is extremely unusual.

"It's blood, and he's killing again. ā€

The dense snowflakes blocked everyone's sight, but they couldn't stop Song Yuanlan's spiritual sense.

"Father, how is my father?" Li Yuejiao asked urgently with tears in her eyes.

Song Yuanlan sighed and didn't speak.

"Father!" Li Yuejiao yelled, turned around and was about to rush in, but found that under the protection of Chai Shaoning's physique, she only had the power to fly with her, and had no independent ability.

"General Chai, please save my father!" Li Yuejiao was so anxious that she burst into tears.

Chai Shaoning just nodded and didn't say anything. Song Yuanlan's spiritual sense is very clear to him, and he knows that Li Shaoji is fierce and unlucky. And according to the current situation, the Blood Remnant and the Iron King are desperate, and they have once again come together with the Snow Dragon who abandoned them that day. With the strength of Xuelong after recovery, Chai Shaoning was not sure of winning.

However, Chai Shaoning is not without the power of a battle, Song Yuanlan's spiritual sense and Shangguan Rou's phantom breath can not be measured by external strength alone, and Yu Wenyu, who is the last among several women, has become a surprise soldier in Chai Shaoning's hands.

The powerful physique that has been condensed by Shui Yi for a month not only makes the range of breath that Yu Wenyu perceives easily cross thousands of zhang, but also makes the breath released by Chai Shaoning outside his body increase by a thousand zhang at the same time.

"Over there!"

Song Yuanlan pointed to a place in the city.

Chai Shaoning's golden breath emitted, and a huge light of more than 100 zhang crossed the sky like lightning, stabbing a passage in the vast sea of snow. After that, Chai Shaoning's stone breath protected everyone in the middle like an iron bucket supporting the wall, and went straight to the direction pointed by Song Yuanlan.

On a huge square in the west of the center of the city, 100,000 soldiers stood neatly.

On both sides of the platform opposite these generals, there were more than 2,000 dejected men and horses.

In addition, there are more corpses with bursting heads and miserable deaths, piled up in most of the square.

"How about it?" On the handsome platform, the Iron King, who had the appearance of Fengjiang Ping, said to Duan Moping, who was standing beside him: "If you are afraid, just say it, it is better to die than to live." Isn't it exactly the merit you want to follow us to start a national cause? Why are you so stupid?"

Duan Moping didn't answer, but shouted at the audience and asked, "Are you afraid?"

100,000 voices converged into a categorical sentence: "Don't be afraid!"

Only then did Duan Moping turn to the Iron King and say contemptuously, "Did you hear that? This is the answer of my Xirong boy!"

"Okay!" The Iron King nodded, and the blood mist shrouded in the bodies of a large number of dead corpses moved forward, and in the crackling sound, another 10,000 soldiers fell in a pool of blood, and the condensed blood floated upward, and was sucked into the blood remnants that hovered a hundred feet in the air above the square.

This time, however, no one took refuge in fear to the two thousand troops on either side of the platform. The heads of the two thousand soldiers hung lower, and no one was glad that they had escaped, but they were like prisoners.

"Do you think it's fun to watch others die?" Iron King Yin smiled and hit Duan Moping.

Duan Moping snorted, tears suddenly welled up in his eyes and said, "I am proud that we have so many Zhengzheng men in Xirong, and I, Duan Moping, see them leave with my greatest respect." One day, I, the Xijon Iron Horseman, will also step on you demons and monsters as if I had stepped on the outside of the territory. ā€

"Well, you pay your respects here, and when they are all dead, you will be even more proud. The Iron King laughed and ridiculed Duan Moping, and once again sent a killing signal to the blood remnants in the air.

The blood mist began to move again, and seeing that another 10,000 soldiers were facing annihilation, he suddenly heard a broken shout from the air: "Stop!"

"Princess?"

Not only Duan Moping, but also the remaining 90,000 soldiers in the square also heard Li Yuejiao's voice.

When everyone raised their heads together, a huge dazzling sword light had shot straight into the blood.

With a "boom", the blood remnants successfully extinguished the sword with the help of a large number of snowflakes that gathered, but the blood mist that shrouded him in the soldiers below also disappeared.