Emperor's Century

Chapter 522 Huandou Donglai outside the Yellow River

"Hey, hey, hey--" Yanhu pointed to him and said, "I am now the messenger of the Jintian tribe, representing Yanggu! Image problem! Put me down! Do you want to let it go?

Rong Hushi hurriedly smiled, put him down quietly, and politely bent down and patted the dust on his body: "Lao Si, look at you, let's play a joke! Say it quickly, say it quickly. I haven't seen Rong Ye for almost half a year. I miss you so much!"

"Think of you in the ass." Yanhu scolded, "Okay, let me tell you!" Rong Ye took the group of extravagant corpses safely to Rong Di, and really drew a radius of 500 miles for them according to the agreement. However, your wife is really treacherous. She evenhua the fief of the luxury corpse at the junction of Rongdi and Yanhuang Alliance. Fuck!" The fox said with a grunt.

"Who the hell are you scolding?" Rong Hushi immediately turned his face.

"Okay, I won't scold." Yanhu was really angry with him and explained, "You don't understand. In this way, neither the Jintian tribe nor the Tang tribe can fight against Rongdi. There are more than 300 extravagant corpses waiting in front of you. Which idiot is willing to touch his army on the head of extravagant corpses? Recently, Danzhu was in Diqiu, not in the border city of Youdu in the north. As a result, the general of Youdu did not know what the luxury corpse was. He foolishly took the army to Rongdi to rob the woman. As a result, 50 luxury corpses destroyed a thousand of him, and even he was captured. It was Wang Ziye who didn't want to make a big deal, so he cut his ear and put it back. Now the border is suddenly peaceful.

"Uh..." Rong Hushi frowned and said, "It's natural not to fight, but what's the matter with Rongye? Why can't she make an envoy to Puhan?

"You've always been stupid. I don't mind, but I didn't expect you to be so stupid." Yanhu tiptoed and knocked on his head and said, "Ji Di is divided into Xi Rong and Bei Di!" Rong Ye brought back the luxury corpse clan. Naturally, the luxury corpse clan belongs to Xirong. The problem is that the power of the luxury corpse clan is so strong that it suddenly breaks the balance between Xirong and Beidi. Now Rong Di is quarreling about the ownership of the luxury corpse clan, and he has been fighting for several times. Can your wife be separated?"

"Oh, so it is--" Rong Hushi was about to inquire again, when suddenly there were shouts in Puhan City, converging into a chaotic tide, boiling into the sky.

The Shenji Palace was high in the middle of the hill. Everyone thought that the ceremony had begun. They looked down one after another, but they saw people running around on the streets of Puhan, shouting like a messy ant colony on the eve of the storm.

In the direction of the west gate, it was even more chaotic. Countless soldiers rushed from all directions to the west gate, while countless people rushed from the west to everywhere.

"What's going on?" Messengers of all ethnic groups are talking about it.

"Are the two princesses still outside the city at this time, and the car is going to enter the city from the west gate?"

"No, even if the princess drove into the city from the west gate, why did the people flee? I think the Yellow River is flooding. You know, the Yellow River is 50 miles away from the west gate of Puhan, and a flood will arrive soon.

"Bullshit! The terrain of Puhan is so high. How high does the Yellow River have to rise to flood? If it really rises so much, the people of the Jintian tribe in the lower reaches of the Yellow River will immediately feed the fish and shrimp.

As soon as the man finished speaking, he suddenly saw Yanhu staring at him fiercely: "What the hell are you talking about? Who wants to change into fish and shrimp?

The messenger's face turned white, coughed, and disappeared.

In a scene of suspicion and noise, Yu Wuji rushed in from outside the Shenji Palace in a hurry. Everyone noticed that his face was a little strange and immediately surrounded him, talking and asking endlessly.

Yu Wuji's face was as heavy as water. He was silent. He squeezed away the crowd and came to the steps. He pressed his hands and said in a low voice, "Everyone, be quiet. You are ordered by Yu Jun, and there is a major military information report!"

"Military situation?" Everyone was in a daze.

Everyone knows that the Yu tribe and Sanwei are fighting fiercely in Hexi. Huandou's 50,000 army and Gaoluo's Sifang Legion are afraid that they have already killed a river of blood. Does Yu Wuji want to inform the recent progress of the military situation? If so, looking at his face, I'm afraid the Yu tribe is a little bad!

For a moment, the crowd was silent and the needles were audible.

"Guys," said Yu Wuji, "the three dangers and evils, regardless of the joy of my marriage with the emperor, I brazenly dispatched 30,000 troops to smuggle the Yellow River and raid Puhan. At present, I have attacked outside the west gate!"

"Wang--" The crowd suddenly became a mess.

Thirty thousand fierce and powerful gold army? Oh, my God, under the leadership of Huandou, who ranks among the top three in the wilderness, it is really invincible. Can Puhan City resist it? The tribes of the Yanhuang Alliance had almost no deep friendship with the three crises. For a moment, everyone was worried and pale.

In the west hill of Puhan City, the shouting sound of killing shook the whole city. The fire and wolf smoke were rolling. Two groups of soldiers with distinctive armor were hanging into a ball under the city. The blood seemed to burn, bursting out a dazzling light, reflecting the world red. Countless corpses pillowed against each other, and the limbs and fragments flew messy in the shadow of the blade sword, and screams and roars burst into the sound of heaven and earth cracking...

Yu Gifu stood proudly above the gate, opened his eyes slightly, and looked at the overwhelming three-risk army in front of him with an indifferent expression. Sanwei is a huge nomadic tribe, which controls more than one million miles from the west bank of the Yellow River in the east to the Daxue Mountain in the north, and conquers thousands of surrounding tribes. It is collectively known as the Sanwei tribe. In fact, it is a huge tribe.

Because of this, the three-risk tribal races are the most complex, including yellow-skinned yellow races, high-nosed and deep-eyed plateau races, and slightly dark northern Xirong grassland races, and even blonde and blue-eyed Western races and dark-skinned races from the more distant western dark continent.

At this time, looking from the city gate, dozens of tribes with different flags are scattered and arranged. Each tribe has its own unique attack ability. Some rush with giant elephants, some drive strange birds to attack in the air, some blow out the rolling yellow sand with a strange container, and some drive away countless scorpions and poisonous insects...

Five miles away, it can be faintly seen that in the cluster of 3,000 elite cavalry, there is a strange-shaped golden platform with a height of three feet. This platform is golden and brilliant, pulled by sixteen huge beasts, which is decorated with the totem of the three-risk tribes with jasper - white body and red head, which looks like a turtle's shrive pattern. The people in the city are all masters with sharp eyes. They all see a strong-faced, burly and god-like giant standing on the high platform.

As soon as the giant waved his arm, a tribe threw himself into the battlefield without hesitation and collided with the tide-like Yu clan warriors.

Yu Gifu's eyes are about to spew flames out. He is really familiar with this giant. He once had no general under Yanhuang in the east. He once thought that the Goowei Pass was narrow and a sword split the Goo Mountain. He once waved his arm and bowed down all the land in Hexi... He once fought against Yu Gifu and fought fiercely for three days. One of his eyes!

He is the supreme existence west of the Yellow River, the king of Xiyue of the Yanhuang Alliance, and the Western emperor who scares thousands of tribes in the West - Huandou!

Yao Chonghua, dressed in a big red auspicious robe, stood beside Yu Gifu, surrounded by the elders and warriors of Puhan, staring at the decisive battle under the city.

"Your Majesty, Puhan's troops are insufficient at present, and we must quickly mobilized people to support!" The elder Xianlong said worriedly, "The Gaoluo Sifang Legion was lured to leave Puhan. I'm afraid that I'm still looking for the trace of Huandou in the Hexi Plain. I, Puhan, only have 10,000 city defenses and 10,000 left-behind troops of the Sifang Legion..."

Yu Gifu snorted: "I didn't transfer half of my soldiers. With these two thousand people, I will also annihilate the Huandou army under the city of Puhan!" Well, this tribe is strange."

Everyone looked over. At this time, a thousand-person army of the Yu tribe was fighting a bloody battle with a strange tribe with a skull mask on its face. I don't know where the tribe came from. What's the name? More than a thousand soldiers are extremely strangely dressed. The white robe covers his whole body tightly, with a skull mask peeled from the human skull on his face, holding a round shield in his hand, a white arm bone, and five at the front of the arm bone. I don't know how to refine the finger bones. When they collided with the sword, they did not break. Once inserted into the chest of the soldiers of the Yu tribe, the soldiers immediately twitched all over, their faces turned black and purple, and fell to the ground and died. It's actually very poisonous!

The Yu clan warriors are also extremely fierce. Although the number is slightly inferior, they fight one by one. Some soldiers have been seriously damaged. They simply hugged the enemy, burst into fierce flames all over their bodies, and burned their opponents into coke. The corpses were everywhere on the battlefield, and the scorching rotten corpses did not come, sweeping the whole city.

"Tuo Zhen," Yu Gifu suddenly shouted faintly, "If you can't even defeat this group of savages, you might as well surrender to the three dangers!"