Chapter 55 War

"Mengyang messenger, what do you think of the war between my barbarian warriors?" The king of Erdun Ketu on the highland rode on his horse, looking down indifferently at the wind demon horse and heroic horse fighting together below. The battlefield was extremely tragic. The war cattle of the German-Soviet department collided with the vigorous horse of Chi Naisi, like a live flesh and blood splashing out after two pieces of steel bombardment. The king of Khan held his knife, and the blue veins on the back of his hand burst like a snake.

The Shura beside him did not ride a horse. As long as Shura was willing, he could run faster than the horse. He took two steps forward, stood in front of the steep slope, and opened his arms, as if to embrace this battlefield in his arms. There was a strong smile on the corners of his mouth, like a dancer in Mengyang. In his blood-red eyes, this tragic performance is already extremely beautiful and touching. His long blood-red hair fluttered, and his loose scarlet robe fluttered in the wind, like a god coming to the world.

Shura took a deep breath and narrowed his eyes slightly. The smell of blood floating in the air seemed to make him enjoy it. A few years ago, on the erratic wall of Mengyang, he also looked down at the battlefield and smelled the smell of burnt and blood in the air. He likes this feeling. Human beings kill each other, fight each other to death, blood, wreckage, head... And he is indifferent to watch the blood flowing under him!

What he wants is to hold the world in his arms and smash it to the ground.

After a long time, his bright red lips gently opened and said, "The bravery of the barbarian warrior is incomparable to the Mengyang warrior, but no matter how strong the warrior is, he can only do it to this extent..."

The face of King Erdun Ketu Khan was a little ugly. His lion-like majesty shrouded the slender and thin Shura. Under his emperor-like pressure, the toughest warriors of the barbarians could not calm down. But this thin Mengyang messenger is still so casual. Khan Wang's turbid yellow-brown eyes looked at each other with the blood red in Shura's eyes. Looking at the scarlet pupils, Khan couldn't help feeling that his back was cold, as if he were immersed in a pool of blood!

"King Khan, this time, the remaining tribes of the barbarians all joined together to help you overthrow the Chinasi tribe! If you defeat Chi Nasi, you will be the righteous king of the grassland! My Mengyang has always felt that the existence of the Bo Ri Te Chi Nasi and Chi Na Si tribes is a great threat to Mengyang. Therefore, you have become the king of the grassland, which is also what His Majesty Lin Xi wants. After you become the lord of the grassland, the Mengyang royal family will officially form diplomatic relations with Erdun Ketu in the far north, and the exchange of commerce, culture and population will rise to an unprecedented level. Next, our goal is a richer Fanyang Dynasty!" Shura said lightly. His tone was very casual, but what he talked about could make the blood of the heroes in troubled times erupt.

His words accompanied the roar of the warriors on the battlefield and the sound of fighting with the blades spread to the ears of King Erdun Ketu Khan. King Khan's body shook, but his lion-like eyes were as calm as death and did not pay much attention. He has always been very wary of this Mengyang messenger. This Mengyang person is different from the Mengyang people he has seen in the past. Both temperament, heart and wrists are very strong. Yes, it is a kind of toughness that does not match his thin and beautiful image. A noble and domineering temperament like a god in the world, as if all emperors in the world would bend their knees to bow to him!

King Khan couldn't help but turn his head and glance at King Tatam Khan and King Bilige Khan standing behind him. At this time, the two disrespectful Khan Kings had no expression on their faces and stood there like pillars. Originally, it would cost a lot of money for the German and Soviet troops and Kuma to send troops, but the Mengyang messenger only lightly ordered them to send troops as if they were slaves. What shocked him more was that the two noble sweat kings really respected Mengyang's messengers.

They stood behind them with no spirit in their eyes, condescendingly looking down at the warriors of their tribe fighting and bleeding to death. Erdun Ketu Khan King couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart - the two Khan kings seemed to have lost their minds.

Shura sensed the Lion King's surprise to the Kuma and the German-Su Khan king. He turned his head and smiled gently at the Erdun Ketu Khan and said, "In order to ensure the smooth development of your grand plan of the Great Khan, I ordered my entourage to temporarily control the Birig Khan and the Tatama Khan. At present, they are absolutely on your side, which is also a necessary means to isolate the Chinas. Their control will continue until you completely sit in the position of the king of the grassland, and then the two Khan kings will either kill or stay at your disposal!"

King Erdun Ketu Khan looked at Shura's gentle smile like a small lake on the spring grassland, and suddenly felt that he wanted to cut off the smiling face with a knife. Do you control people's minds at will? That is to say, at this time, Bi Lige and Tatamu were in a state of delirium. He remembered that when King Bi Lige Khan ordered the wind demon horse to rush down from the steep slope to the vigorous horse, the wind demon horse warrior roared loyally: "Yes, I will die for the Khan king!" The group of fearless warriors were loyal to a controlled puppet king, but in fact, they were loyal to the mysterious messenger of Mengyang!

The chill in his heart is heavier - will he also be under control? Even Emperor Linxi of Mengyang has been controlled by this red-haired man? It is said that it is a dynastic war, but in fact, it is just a game planned by this man in red? His hand holding the knife couldn't help trembling.

As if he could see through his mind, Shura turned around and looked at him. His long and charming eyes were swollen without a smile, and they stroked along his eyes like knives. What I can control is just small people who have nothing to do with the overall situation, just to promote the development of the overall situation. I can't control the people who really hold the power of the world at will. This is against the rules! If this rule is violated, I will definitely die!"

There is no such a mask-like smile on his face, cold and calm. The stunning face is sharp and breathtakingly beautiful. The magician himself should not appear in front of the world, let alone use his own power to interfere with worldly affairs at will. The more powerful the magician is, the greater the restriction of the rules in the dark, and the corresponding price will be greater! More than 300 years ago, Mengfan God followed Wan Yanliunian and Huangfu Jinglan to show his beauty before the world, attracting 100,000 troops to pour into the forest, leading to the death of the last magician tribe. This is a bloody example. The god of rules is not rebellious, and even sometimes some large lethal spells cannot be used on mortals at will. For example, when Chi Na Sinan invaded Mengyang four years ago, he was blocked by Mengyang's shield wall under the erratic city. His spell 'Burning the city' can only help Chi Nasi destroy the shield wall, and cannot directly cast spells on Mengyang warriors. Art. This is the restriction of the rules. Even controlling the two Khan kings was what he ordered Ye Yuanhong to do, and he did not dare to take risks in person.

The restriction of the rules on the secret race is reflected in all aspects, and the most fundamental embodiment is the number of people. In the heyday of the most powerful magicians, there were only 300 people, and less than 20 people with the power of magicians have been killed or injured in the Forest War more than 300 years ago. There are only three magicians in this world! As for the more mysterious prophets and soul returners, there are even fewer. Moreover, in history, no magician, prophet or soul returner have appeared at the same time!

Shura lowered his head, and his eyes were no longer arrogant and depressed, even sad - every generation of magicians tried to overturn the constraints of the rules and failed. The sorcerer who dares to try will end miserably, and even Mengfan God, the guardian of contemporary sorcerers, is trying. It was not until she was controlled by Shifang Tianluo and imprisoned in the palace of the erratic city. It took him a long time to understand why Mengfan God was so persistent and studied calculation and prediction! The rules stipulate that people have life, old age, illness and death, the days of misfortune and fortune, the reincarnation, and the existence of human beings is very weak but infinite wisdom. However, a secret race like a magician disobeys the rules. Maybe it is the omission of the rules that let them exist, so they can only live tremblingly under the rules and hide in the dark forest. Otherwise, with the strength of the magician, how can human beings occupy the world?

The rule is the same as the sanctioner. If you disobey, you will be killed. If you separate the rules, it is nothing more than unparalleled power, such as floods, volcanic eruptions, such irresistible forces of destruction, coupled with the power of life and death of reincarnation and insight into the future, and the power of feeling what will happen in the future. And what Mengfan God has to do is to gather the power of the prophet and the power of the soul master on himself! When the power of the sorcerer, the soul returner and the prophet is completed on her, she will replace the invisible god of rules and become the god of tangible rules in the world! She will be the rule of everything in the world!

However, Shura sneered, and Mengfan God's idea was too naive. The bloodline of a specific secret race limits her talent. The bloodline of the magician can exert strong spells, but it cannot interfere with the power of reincarnation, and it is difficult to guess what will happen in the future. If you don't have a corresponding bloodline, you have to practice forcibly. Sooner or later, you will be erased by the rules.

But how can Shura be willing to live under the rules like this? The blood redness in his eyes became more and more fishy. For hundreds of millions of years, the precepts that magicians, soul returners and prophets could not appear at the same time has finally been broken. He has got the magician and the soul return master. As long as the hidden prophet is found again, the power of the three talents can still compete with the rules... This is his plan!

Shura suddenly raised his head and looked at the battleground below, as if he had suddenly regained his faith, and the beautiful smile on his face came back. He said lightly, "King of Khan, do you think the king of Chi Nasi will be on the battlefield below?"

King Erdun Ketu Khan sneered and said, "There must be! Bo Richi is a very arrogant person. Chi Nasi is no longer as fearsome as Chi Nasi a few decades ago! His main position on the grassland is far less than the scenery of the king of Chinasi decades ago! It is a dangerous signal for a small tribe like Kuma to dare to provoke Chinas's army. If he does not dare to provoke his enemy with the momentum of thunder, more and more people will challenge him in the future, and Chi Na Si will be exhausted in endless challenges sooner or later. This is the idea of Bo Ritch. He will definitely fight in person and watch the enemies who disobeyed his will be crushed. Just like the massacre of the Gaza tribe 13 years ago, he stood indifferently on the barren mountains and watched more than 400,000 people of the Gaza tribe being beheaded on the south bank of the Rilana River, and watching the people who disobeyed him beheaded by him. "Iron fist suppression!" When King Erdun Ketu Khan mentioned the Gaza massacre 13 years ago, there was a cold light in his eyes, and a cold feeling came out of him.

Shura looked at him with admiration and nodded and said, "King Khan is indeed a master of mind reading, and he has made the king's mind clear! Yes, the current owner of the grassland is below! Distinguished Khan, please let me take you to kill him! I would like to clear the first obstacle for your hegemony to show the sincerity of Mengyang!" Before the Great Khan said anything, he turned around and walked along the steep slope to the battlefield!

Shura stepped on the cold sand barefoot and was pierced by the grass trampled by the war horse, but his face was a strangely enjoyable color. The more advanced on the battlefield, the sound of the blade fighting and the roar of the warrior became louder, and the smell of blood became stronger, and even the sound of the blade cutting into the body was clearly audible. Instead, these cruel things stimulated the bloodthirsty cruelty in Shura's body. Not only did his pupils become blood red like burning charcoal, but even the white part of his eyes turned blood red. **'s chest appeared on a dense rune spell, climbing up his cheeks along his neck, and his handsome face because of this mysterious spell. The text became terrical and terrible. The whole person seems to be burning, and the temperature on the battlefield seems to rise because of his arrival. The whole person is surrounded by hot waves, twisting and winding, which doesn't look so real!

King Er Dun Ketu Khan stared at the Mengyang messenger who melted into the brutal battlefield, looked at the strange changes in his body, watched him enter the battlefield, and lost his mind like a god in the sky. He didn't come to his senses until his figure merged into the battlefield and quickly roared, "Blood Lion Ride, keep up with the Mengyang messenger and be sure to keep him safe!" This person is crucial and must not be surprised!"

After that, King Erdun Ketu Khan also rushed down the steep slope, followed by thousands of elite cavalry of Azlan. Looking at it intuitively, the Haiyang and Ujili tribes saw that the Khan king had already dispatched, and also ordered in unison, "The warriors of the Azlan tribe, kill for the sake of the Khan king and the grassland--" 30,000 lion teeth were finally completely dispatched and merged into the tragic battlefield.

The vigorous riding of the black armored black horse, the naked wind demon riding of the green cow, the lion's tooth riding with blood and red armor, the strongest cavalry from the three sides finally collided, and even the sorcerer participated in the war, at all costs to add a thick and bloody stroke to the tragedy of the grassland.

Su He waved his knife vigorously, and his strong arm waved heavily* and cut off the neck of the green cow in front of him. The huge bull's head fell to the ground, but it still rushed forward a few steps before falling down. The wind demon rider warrior quickly jumped away and waved bronze to attack Su He. Su He had no intention to fight with him, kicked the horse in the belly, and the horse jumped over and rushed to the king.

At this time, the situation was very bad. The wind demon rider rushed down like that and cut the team of 20,000 people riding in two. The king and his own front thousands of vigorous horses were separated by the wind demon cavalry from the rear army, and there were 30,000 lion teeth in front of them. If they also participated in the exhibition, these thousands of heroic horses would never be able to withstand! When facing the light armored brigade in the south, it may be able to rely on thousands of people to impact tens of thousands of light armored brigades, but the other party is a lion tooth with strong fighting power on the grassland, and the number of people is much larger than them! And I've been waiting for them there!

Su He suddenly felt a chill in his heart: Has the wind magic horse and lion tooth riding been waiting for them? Is Kuma's attack on Zaerhua's army just bait to lure them into attacking? Even the wind demon horse is their enemy? That is to say, there were only a few tribes left on the grassland, and they all aimed their weapons at Chi Naisi? Su He's heart seems to set off a stormy wave, which is completely contrary to Chi Nasi's plan. The grassland unification war formulated by the king will start next autumn. Do these tribes sense Chi Nasi's mind and are determined to do it first?

Su He roared vigorously. He grabbed the armor in front of his face and roared loudly, "The king's tent is a warrior, and he will not leave the king!"

Suddenly, his dark pupils narrowed: the lion's teeth in front of him finally came out. 30,000 men, 30,000 knives, and 30,000 manic horses rushed towards them, like burning magma, burning everything to ashes.

Su He died in front of the king and looked at the king's urgent voice and said, "King, withdraw! Azlan's army has also entered the war, and it will be too late if he doesn't leave!"

The king's only arm was raised*, and his mottled hair was stained with blood and entangled and couldn't float. His amber eyes also seemed to be full of blood. He looked around. The heroic warriors of black armor fell down one by one and were hit to the ground by the war cattle riding by the wind demon. The warrior was smashed his head by a bronze giant and pierced his body by the curved corners of the blue giant cow! Incomparably tragic. This part of the divided vigorous horse can't resist the wind demon horse and the lion tooth horse to shoot two fierce horses. If you don't leave, the king and the general will die here!

The king looked at Su He and suddenly smiled lonelyly, and his dry lips smiled miserably, "Su He, why do I feel like I'm going to die here..."

Su He rushed to the king's side, raised a knife to protect his old body, and roared, "Your Majesty, you will not die! You will not die! You are the hope for the future of the barbarians. Do you remember what you said to Su He? Our vision is in the south, the rich land in the south, and the barbarians no longer have to live in this wild and cold extreme north. Do you remember?

Su He almost lost his voice and roared. He saw that there was no sense of confidence and control in the king's eyes. The surrounding Chinas warriors died one by one, and the king seemed to have lost his faith! This time, he miscalculated! He insisted on suppressing the Kumar Department, who dared to offend the glory of Chinas, with an iron fist, but fell under the trap of the enemy. The huge sense of difference makes the old king more and more old!

"King--" Su He almost roared at Bo Ri Tie's ears. The king was really old, and this battle defeated his last belief! But how can he let the king die? Even if you tie him up, you have to take him away from the battlefield. This is only 20,000 vigorous horses, followed by 40,000 vigorous horses and a large number of threw horses, as well as General Zaerhua's big wind tent! There are also men who can fight!

"For the king, kill--" Suddenly, there was a sound of killing behind the wind demon horse, and the heroic horse cut into two sections by the charge of the wind demon horse just now finally rushed over. More than 10,000 vigorous horses * waved continuously, and the cumbersome wind demon cavalry warriors lost their advantage of rushing down the steep slope, and the slow and bulky war cattle became their disadvantage. Under the attack of the vigorous riding, it slowly collapsed.

Su He looked at the king with joy and said, "King, we haven't lost yet!" The warriors are still--"

The king interrupted him coldly and said coldly, "Hulyan Erdun Ketu has also come to the battlefield!" His amber eyes looked at Azeslan's most elite blood lion riding on the steep slope. The man who led the charge must be widened, and his yellow-brown eyes were cold and murderous, shooting out of his eyes like substance.