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“Your subject Gu Yun, too late to save.”

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Chang Geng’s lips and teeth won’t stop bleeding, he can feel the sweet smell of blood as soon as he closes his mouth.

Ge Pangxiao only ran a few steps and was already breathing heavily, but this little boy was really aware of his limits. He always held Chang Geng’s arm tightly, his hand cold and sticky with sweat. Chang Geng, even with his cleanliness, did not get rid of his hands. The two children were like two young animals who had nowhere else to turn, baring their little fangs in this dead end.

At the end of the road, the man reached out his hand and raised a protective mask to his forehead, showing his handsome face.

His cheeks are thin, and there are shadows in his eye sockets that reflect the land of the Central Plains stretching thousands of miles. When his gaze fell on Chang Geng, the emotions contained in it looked very complicated. As if there is a little nostalgia mixed with a little pride that makes it look very compassionate.

It is unfortunate that this affection does not last long. In the end, it was covered by deep hatred, resembling a red string that had been buried in the snow without limits. Even though there is, it has disappeared without a trace.

The roar of heavy armor came one after another, more and more sparkling barbarian armor continued to land behind the man. The number soon reached more than twenty.

Suddenly there was a wind blowing from behind, Chang Geng turned around cautiously, but a hand pressed on his shoulder 一 The newly arrived person was Shen Yi in the Dark Armor.

Now there was more blood on him, causing the already darkened armor to darken.

Ge Pangxiao is not aware of the situation. His eyes were so wide that it was as if they could jump out, “Gu … Teacher Shen?”

Chang Geng turned his head and spat out a mouthful of blood, “He is the General of the Black Iron Camp, subordinate to the Marquis of Order. Don’t be rude.”

Ge Pangxiao’s tongue suddenly entangled like a rope, his whole body of flesh and fat trembled together as he stuttered, “Mar-Mar-Marquis of Order!”

Shen Yi reached out and apologized to Ge Pangxiao.

The hand was as big as a boy’s head, and still stained with blood. Ge Pangxiao instinctively jerked his neck back, but the iron fist gently patted the back of his head; this touch is even softer than hair that falls on someone’s head, not a single hair is damaged.

Shen Yi kept the two children behind him, stood tall and turned towards the man at the end of the road, “I heard that the ‘wolf head’ of the Eighteen Heavenly Wolf Tribe, King Ge Tu, had a talented son named 一”

The man coldly continued, “Jia Lai 一 in your language is the inhabitants of the Central Plains, which means ‘fascinated’.”

“Greetings to you, Prince Yinghuo.” Teacher Shen supported himself with the Wind Slasher, slowly raising his fist in front of his chest, using the Barbarian utterance etiquette.

• The word used here is yíng huò [荧惑] which is also the name of Prince Barbarian.

• Traditional Chinese astrology also refers to the planet Mars as Yíng huò [荧惑]

The Barbarian Prince asked, “Demon crow, say your name.”

“Only a low pawn with no name is not suitable for noble ears.” Shen Yi smiled, then asked using her soft tone, sounded very reasonable,

“Eighteen Barbarians have been acquainted with our Imperial Palace for more than ten years. In recent years, friendship between the two countries has been going well. Tribute is adequate, and business is in good progress. Both countries are in peace, Great Liang never persecuted you, but now you come without an invitation involving helpless and unarmed civilians in this battle. What are your reasons for this? “

Ge Pangxiao was astonished 一 Teacher Shen this morning was still wearing a cute, furious apron while busying himself in the kitchen. Right now, when he stood in the line of barbarian men, wearing dark armor, he gave the aura of ‘I will advance even though facing thousands and millions of enemies’. Really unwavering.

The Barbarian Prince stared at Shen Yi briefly, then let out a displeased grunt.

Then, his gaze fell on Chang Geng again, and he proceeded to speak Mandarin Great Liang fluently, “I just heard my brothers report that apparently, there was someone from the Black Iron Camp here in this city. I immediately assumed that they are just exaggerating, but it really seems true, if so … other rumors are also true? The son born by the Goddess who was robbed from us by your Emperor of the Central Plains, is he really hidden here? “

• Goddess here is only the religious beliefs of the barbarian tribes, there is no magical or supernatural element here.

Chang Geng’s heart jumped.

The Barbarian Prince stared at Chang Geng only briefly; almost as if he could not bear to see him again.

The tall barbarian raised his head slightly. The sky was dark, overcast in layers of clouds, and bounced into his eyes that seemed to contain cliffs.

He whispered to an unknown god in the sky,

“The Goddess of our Eighteen Heavenly Wolf Tribe … is the cleanest spirit in the savannah. Even the wind wants to kiss her skirt. All living things bow their heads in front of her. Where she sings and dances, herds of cattle and sheep will gather in the year Next, lush plants and countless flowers will bloom at the feet of the Goddess of Longevity … “

His voice had a strange rhythm, resembling the pastoral singing of the savanna.

“This general, …” said the Barbarian Prince. “You have usurped our pastures, emptied the heart of the earth, and robbed our Goddess. Now you ask why we came, it really is too far-fetched!

“Your country’s philosophy has been going on since ancient times, educating thousands of people. Do they teach you how to be a thief? Even if you are from the Black Iron Camp, there is only one of you here. I advise you to stay away, give an illegitimate child. that to me, let him be a fire that will calm Chang Sheng Tian, to calm the complaints of a defiled Goddess. I really … can’t see her face! “

• The highest and eternal deity in Mongolia, referred to as “Chang sheng tian”. In short, this term is generally just another way to say “god”.

Ge Pangxiao’s heart fell apart, but after hearing this, he generally understood some parts of the situation, “Brother, he said it was unclean …,” he coughed, “Is that you?”

Chang Geng was already annoyed and he coldly replied, “Can you stop talking?”

“The prince has said things like this …” Shen Yi shook his head helplessly, “What a criminal to accuse first! It’s useless for both of us to stand here and try to trace back the reasons of the Northern Expedition four twelve years ago. If you want to fight, then come forward! “

These words are as strong as nails. The low wall on either side of the narrow road was driven by two rows of northern barbarian soldiers whose height was even higher than the wall itself. They were divided into two groups, surrounding Shen Yi and Chang Geng in their killing intent.

Shen Yi took the short sword from his armor and handed it to Chang Geng, “Your Majesty, be careful!”

Teacher Shen spoke politely, but his hands were very cunning; His words were not finished but he had acted first.

The back of the Black Armor spouted steam nearly three meters long. The blade of the Wind Slasher in his hand screeched and shot out like a whirlwind, as bright as a snowstorm, and the three barbarian warriors closest to him were caught off guard, their golden boxes shattered at once, their heavy armor immediately locked them in place.

The Barbarian Prince shouted and rushed forward, leading his army in action, bringing a stifling hot wind.

Shen Yi did not hesitate to face his movements, and at the same time he shouted towards Chang Geng and Ge Pangxiao, “Run!”

The Black Iron Camp’s Dark Armor was extraordinary, but this might be too extraordinary 一 said that a set of Dark Armor was about forty pounds lighter than an ordinary Heavy Armor. Shen Yi was originally similar to a gentle scholar, his strength was far less than that of the Barbarian Prince. He raised the Wind Slasher with both hands, although he was able to withstand the thunderous clash of the opponent, his entire body was pushed back.

Two heavy armor collided with each other, a low wall around it, a courtyard, a stone house … even large thick trees, nothing was spared; they were all destroyed instantly.

The Barbarian Prince shouted, “Leave that little bastard here!”

Heavy armored soldiers responded to his orders, snow-white steam spread around, intercepting the two boys who ran with their legs to three.

Chang Geng guarded his chest with the sword, one of his legs was unable to withstand any strength and had to limp weakly on the side. His heart was rumbling loudly and seemed to explode, there was a childish and pouting expression on his face, instincts like a wolf in his blood had been forced out in a confrontation with evil barbarian warriors 一 regardless of what the so-called “Goddess” really was mother or not, even though it is, the strange belief that a child is burning to pay homage to her mother what is this?

Ge Pangxiao rubbed his nose in the midst of smoke and dust, he foolishly asked, “Brother, are you really ‘Your Majesty’? Does that mean we have become rich?”

Chang Geng, “Like my butt, they’re just the wrong person 一 we will all die soon, why haven’t you run away?”

Ge Pangxiao raised his head up high, “I will not run away! I want to follow my brother …. Ah, my God!”

Two barbarians flew towards them, one to the left and one to the right. Ge Pangxiao is still making a big speech, one of them has raised it above his head and will throw it to death.

Ge Pangxiao with his quick reflexes, his limbs began to kick in a frenzy, then hugged the branches of the big tree beside him. An inhuman force suddenly explodes in this life and death situation, making it successfully gripping the tree.

It is unfortunate that despite his “inhuman” strength, his pants are still a piece of mortal fabric. It was torn in one fell swoop.

It was unclear whether Ge Pangxiao suddenly had genius, or only because he was scared to death. When he saw that his pants were broken, he comfortably peed on the man’s face.

The barbarian’s mask was also pushed up, catching all of it.

He has completely gone crazy; he let out a loud roar and tried to kill this little boy in a single stroke of an iron fist, but then his feet suddenly went out of control. It turns out that when Chang Geng hid from the enemy, he saw that the man had stood in the same place. Chang Geng took advantage of the situation and took aim, stabbing right in the hem of the leg protector.

The short sword was truly in accordance with its promise as a product of Camp Black Iron. It was very sharp as if nothing could not be destroyed. He sharply cut down one of the leg protectors in the Heavy Armor. The barbarian lost his balance and stumbled, immediately blocking his partner’s path.

Ge Pangxiao is like a little monkey, he jumps from a tree branch, quickly runs across the roof, across the wall. He collected all the bricks and shouted at Chang Geng, “Brother! Quickly get out of the way!”

White fog gushed out from Chang Geng’s feet, and it was too late for him to stand up, he could only let his leg guards drag him a few meters, then a large rock landed right on the barbarian’s steel helmet. The ringing sound resounded nonstop in someone’s ear.

Ge Pangxiao, “You bastard! This is the reply to rip my pants!”

Chang Geng rolled in mud and soil. As he struggled to stand on one leg, there was sudden strength behind his neck; a large iron hand appeared from the sky and pulled his entire body up.

Chang Geng involuntarily grabbed an iron wristband, but the barbarian wouldn’t let him do that. He wants to destroy Chang Geng to the wall.

Shen Yi, who is currently busy with the Barbarian Prince, is completely out of reach 一

At this moment, a sharp horse whinny could be heard, an iron arrow sparkling through the sky, breaking through a thick steel plate, and directly nailing the barbarians who had just clutched Chang Geng to the low wall.

The low wall was unable to support the weight of the Heavy Armor; immediately collapsed into ruins. Chang Geng who fell down suddenly heard a very sharp eagle’s voice in the sky. He looked up; there were two large shadows floating in the air, and the eighteen Iron Armors of the barbarians were enveloped in the reach of long arcs and iron arrows.

The Barbarian Prince quickly looked up and glared, “Dark Eagle!”

Not far away, someone answered, “Isn’t that right? Long time no see, greetings from the three Black Iron factions to His Majesty.”

The voice was very familiar, so shocking was Chang Geng’s entire body. Kneeling over the rubble of bricks and rubble, he stared at the man in the light armor who came riding the horse in disbelief.

The man wore the lightest type of armor specifically designed to ride horses. All of these suits weigh only about thirty pounds, also called “light suits.”

He did not have a protective mask and even the helmet was just held casually in his hand, showing a face that had been mistaken for Chang Geng’s dream. Cinnabar-colored moles under his eyes appear glowing.

Ge Pangxiao who staggered forwards and backwards on the wall almost fell forward on his head. He pinched his own thigh, “Oh my God … Aren’t you my uncle Shiliu?”

“Yes, that is indeed my niece,” ‘Shen Shiliu’ moved forward without caring as if he really did not bring the battlefield before him into his eyes. He arrogantly pulled the Wind Slasher from his waist, pushed the barbarian’s body to the side, turned towards the wall and jokingly scolded Ge Pangxiao. “Little boy, let it hang in the middle of the road like this; hurry up and go find a leaf to cover yourself!”

Ge Pangxiao quickly tried to cover himself in shame.

Chang Geng looked at him intensely, momentarily forgetting where he was.

‘Shen Shiliu’ caught his gaze, turned to go down, then bowed slightly, offering his hand to Chang Geng,

“Your subject Gu Yun, too late to save.”

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