Zichuan Xiu couldn't help but look at him. The general who killed countless people nakedly expressed his fear of death, which proved that cruelty and courage were all two different things. He remembered the commander Fang Jin who died at the hands of Emperor Lu. One died while standing, the other died on his knees, and the other was also a general who led the army. The character of the two was in the vast land of heaven and earth. The Battle of Moon Bay was really a big joke in history. The noble warriors were defeated by the despicable cowards.

Emperor Lu was so frank that Kalang had nothing to say to scold him. He saw Zichuan Xiu wearing a mask next to him, and another thick phlegm: "Far East Dog, what are you looking at!" Zichuan Xiu avoided the sideways.

Several guards shouted loudly at the same time: "Rare to the will! You dare to be rude to Your Highness, King Guangming!"

Karo was slightly surprised, his muscles twitched on his face, and he cursed: "The bullshit King Guangming is just a rebel, and he dares to claim to be Your Highness! He will die sooner or later and will never be buried!"

Zichuan Xiu smiled and was not angry at all. He waved his hand, and several soldiers worked together to overturn Jialang to the ground. He struggled and screamed: "Di Lu, you collude with outsiders to rebel against the gods, you will not die well! - And you, the untouchables in the Far East, wait and see, Your Majesty will kill you all--"

"Your Highness, I found this in his pocket!" The guards presented a neatly folded Fang Jin, and Emperor Lu shouted: "This is the imperial edict of Your Majesty!"

Zichuan Xiu gave him a blank look. Emperor Lu knew that he had made up his words and slapped himself. Zichuan Xiu ignored him and shook the imperial edict. His demon language was very good, but he had a very ordinary grasp of the demon text. There were many words on this square, but he didn't want to show this to Emperor Lu and the demon officer who surrendered. He only understood a little bit: The Demon God Emperor had already learned about the rebellion in the Far East, Emperor Lu deceived the emperor and concealed the emperor. The Emperor of God ordered him to be captured and his accomplices. The Governor of Ghana, Duke Ros, would take over Emperor Lu's army and be responsible for the extermination of the rebellion. The Southwest General was responsible for cooperation. Zichuan Xiu asked casually: "Who is the Southwest General?"

Emperor Lu replied that it was Ling Buxu and explained that this was because he commanded the Southwest Camp.

What made Zichuan Xiu most uneasy was the last sentence in the imperial edict: "The original edict is in duplicate, and the Governor of Ghana is responsible for conveying and executing it, and copying it to the Southwest Camp." In other words, Ling Buxu will also receive the same imperial edict? What actions will he take after receiving the order from the Demon God Emperor?

"Tell me, who did Ross send to the Southwest Camp to pass the order? Which road was he taking?"

"Far East Dog, don't even want to get any information from me! You misjudged the person! King of Light, not all gods are as unparalleled as this dog. Today, let you see the real kingdom general!"

"General of the Kingdom? I'm so respectful." Zichuan Xiu smiled. At the moment when his smile bloomed on his face, his move was as fast as lightning. A flash of sword light and blood splattered. The general of the demon clan had his head landed on the ground, but his face still had an incredible expression, as if he was surprised: "What a fast knife!"

Looking at the head that was rolling into dust expressionlessly, Zichuan's hair was stunned for a while and said slowly: "Find a bamboo pole and hang this head on the top of the city to see the demon army that was sieging the city."

Zichuan Xiu handed over the task of cleaning up the battlefield to Emperor Lu and brought the guards back to the city. Under the city, the demons' offensive had stopped and the army began to retreat. In the rolling dust, the soldiers and horses along the way were covering each other and retreating like a tide. The sea-like armor and flags gradually faded away. The defenders everywhere felt like they were escaping from death, and everyone felt relieved.

The commander Dekun of the East City Head reported to Zichuanxiu: "Your Highness, it's really strange! As you told me, we hung the head on the city, and the demon cub immediately became turbulent, and then, they quickly retreated!"

Zichuan Xiu smiled and did not answer. Ross was not a fool. When he saw Karo's head, he immediately understood that the plan of cooperating with the inside and outside had failed. It was meaningless to continue attacking at this time, so of course he had to withdraw.

Starting from the east city head and defending the oval wall along the oval wall, Zichuanxiu inspected the three gates in the east, south and north and key areas, with heavy casualties everywhere. The position showed a very miserable and cruel scene. On the archery platform, battlements, steps, wooden railings, the gaps in the city wall, wherever he looked, there were corpses of coalition soldiers and demons. The number he saw was thousands. The soldiers were like stone slabs laid on the city road, lying on the ground one by one.

Many dead people were entangled. Until they died, they still pinched each other's necks, bit each other's teeth, pulled their hair, clenched their eyes, stabbed their swords, and died together. Several soldiers from Xiuzi Battalion fell on the wooden railing, as if they were observing the enemy under the city. The bodies were shot so hard that they were completely out of the way. They were still hanging obliquely on the wooden railing, and the bodies were in a strange posture. There was blood everywhere, which was so suffocating that people could not breathe.

A few people surrounded a flag, which marked the defense of a squadron. There were only commanders and trumpeters left in some units; there were only eighty-five people left in the Xiuzi Battalion detachment that defended the southern city gate area, and three hours ago, there were more than five hundred people. In another place, at the gap in the city walls that the demon soldiers had forcing each other, more than three hundred Xiuzi Battalion soldiers set up adult walls to block 10,000 demon infantry for nearly an hour until

The city wall was repaired, and all the human soldiers blocked were killed there. Duke, the commander of the second team of Xiuzi Camp, was killed in battle. He was stabbed in five big holes by the demon stinger, and was covered in blood. Deming, the leader of the orc from Blu Village, was killed in battle and was hit by hundreds of arrows. The north city gate was once lost, but was later recaptured. All the officers guarding the place were killed in battle. The Sixth Regiment and the Seventh Regiment were crippled, and the First and Second Teams of Xiuzi Camp were almost wiped out.

Zichuan Xiu patrols everywhere, his heart shook. Since the establishment of the Xiuzi Camp, there have not been such heavy casualties. His tears were almost flowing out: this is his own elite troops, the brave soldiers who are most loyal to him. Now he is buried everywhere, and the casualties are exhausted. These are all the soldiers who followed him since the beginning of the establishment of the coalition, and the essence of the entire Far Eastern coalition. He once promised to give them glory and wealth, promised to give them freedom and independence, but in the end, all he brought to them was death.

Standing at the top of the city and looking into the distance, the country is like picturesque and the setting sun is like blood. There are overwhelming demon corpses outside the city, and the blood water soaks the entire land softly. The guns and flags are broken, and under the setting sun, a large group of crows are flying up and down excitedly, with harsh noises in the ears...

Zichuanxiu was very confused, and one general succeeded and had thousands of bones woven. The road to domination of the world is so difficult. How many such hard battles will it take to achieve the liberation of the Far East? What exactly are the people of the Far East doing for the liberation of their hometown?

On June 26, 1982, the Ninth Legion of the Demon Kingdom launched an attack on Fortland - a huge scale but not much effect. The brave demon soldiers used their bodies to fill the moat in the depths of the Fortland Fortland with their bodies. At about twelve o'clock in the afternoon, the commander of the Demon Clan Duke Ross ordered the stop of the attack. In fact, most of the combat troops had already retreated on their own. The officers defended: "Flesh and blood can't deal with the city walls that are twenty meters high." The demon soldiers on the front line said even more incisively: "Damn it! That's all for death!" Even if the law enforcement team slashed with a knife or whipped them with a whip, they would not rush forward anymore. Some troops even started to attack the supervising troops.

Duke Ross was very worried about this. The Far East rebels came too quickly! The day before yesterday, he also received a report that the rebels were hundreds of miles away. They seized Tran in a lightning moment overnight. Such a terrifying and elusive resistance, he really underestimated the rebel leader who claimed to be the King of Light!

The facts are already very obvious: if you want to take down the Fortress of Tran, you must first destroy the terriblely solid city wall. This requires a large number of catapults, impact vehicles, crossbow arrow towers that can suppress the city, high platforms, dig trenches to get close to the city wall, and equipment must be transported from the country or manufactured on site, which takes time. But you have made a military order to bring Emperor Lu to the Divine Emperor within a month. From the perspective of time, it is too late!

The sun was scorching, and after a morning of exposure, the command tent was as hot as a steamer, and Ross felt like a shrimp in the steamer. He walked quickly in the tent, with wrinkles on his eyebrows rising deeply. He scolded his stupidity and took on such a difficult task!

It was a sunny day, and the God Emperor's smile was brighter than that sunny. He stroked the most beloved pure black falcon and chatted and laughed. He was a little restrained at first, but then he completely relaxed.

"In the recent period, I may have to leave the castle for a few days. Ghana, you are an important minister of the kingdom, so you should take more responsibility. Katon and Ayun are still too young, so you should give them more guidance."

"Yes, I don't dare." After being given a heavy trust by His Majesty, Ross's bones were lighter. He asked casually: "I don't know where Your Majesty wants to go?"

The God Emperor raised his head and his eyes slightly condensed on Ross' face. The dark eyes were bottomless. Ross realized that he had committed a big taboo and hurriedly knelt down: "I deserve to die for the crime! I am definitely not interested in exploring it, but Your Majesty is the supreme kingdom and the people are looking for, and he is noble in his identity. It is not advisable to leave the god castle lightly to avoid turmoil in people's hearts!"

"Haha!" The God Emperor laughed happily: "Ghana, please get up quickly, don't be afraid. The matter is not big: There is a small problem with the newly occupied Far East. Emperor Lu is usually bragging about his slutty, but he is incompetent in his work. He can't suppress it and deceives me! I decided to deal with him, raid his house, and punish the rioters in the Far East at will. In fact, this matter was stuck, Xiaoyun and Yerma and others were rushing to go, but--"

The God Emperor shook his head and said meaningfully: "I really don't dare to rest assured that they are doing things."

What was he fascinated at that time? Sitting in a tent, looking at the blue fortress in a daze. When Ross recalled the situation at that time, he wanted to cry. When he heard that he could confiscate Emperor Lu's home, he felt a fever: Emperor Lu served as the governor of the Far East for several years, and his ruthless means of plundering people's wealth and ointment were famous throughout the kingdom. His property must be quite considerable, which is a great task! Moreover, according to tradition, the imperial envoys sent to other provinces to investigate and prosecute will always inherit the position of the person under investigation. There are twenty-three provinces in the Far East, which are a hundred times richer than the Ghana area where landslides, and being sent there, not only himself, but the entire Tata people will benefit.

As soon as the Emperor of God finished speaking, he immediately spoke, saying that he would share his worries for His Majesty. His Majesty would not use this small matter to go in person. He would be too proud of the guy Lu! He would lead his troops to the Far East to capture Lu, punish the rebellion, and ensure that His Majesty would be satisfied.

The Emperor of God hesitated and said, "I am relieved of your ability, but my beloved is old and his military wars are not inferior to ordinary people-"

Before His Majesty could finish his words, he patted his chest and promised: "Weichen is not old yet! I promise to take the Lu Emperor's Lock in front of His Majesty within a month! As for the rebels in the Far East, Humph, the two Neibao Brigadier generals were killed completely! If you can't do it, Weichen wiped his neck!"

"Your dear, really want to go?" The God Emperor was still smiling, but his eyes were as sharp as a knife.

At that time, I should have been alert - but unfortunately I was completely stunned at that time and insisted: "I want to go! I want to go!"

"Okay, since your beloved is so determined, I will approve what you ask for. As for the deadline, as for what you say. In addition, I will send someone to notify the Southwest General and cooperate with your beloved's actions. Naturally, all actions are mainly based on your beloved."

He was grateful, and then the Emperor of God issued the imperial envoy and Emperor Suona Lu's imperial edict to himself. Sitting in the camp slowly recalling the situation at that time, Ross's eyelids suddenly jumped, and he found something was wrong: The Emperor of God issued the imperial envoy and imperial edict on the spot. So, the imperial envoy and imperial edict with his own name had been prepared long ago? That is to say, the Emperor of God had already made up his mind to send him over?

Ross stood up and paced back and forth in the tent, frowning in uneasy. As the leader of the Tata tribe, he was by no means an incompetent person, but he was blinded by the desire for profit. However, after calming down, the experience of decades of open and secret struggles in the power circle finally played a role. He vaguely smelled a conspiracy: It was obvious that he had been fooled!

Why did the God Emperor plot against him? He vaguely thought about the possibility, and his hand holding the white jade scepter trembled involuntarily.

"Sir, there is an emergency military report!" The guard shouted anxiously outside the tent, but did not dare to come in.

Garner, whose thoughts were interrupted, suppressed his anger and shouted: "Come in and speak!"

The guards came in in panic: "Report to the Lord, the whistle ahead sends emergency military information: an unidentified infantry unit was found in the jungle southwest of Transland, and is approaching us!"

"Sir, there are unknown orc troops on the left wing of our army. The number is unknown, but the scale is extremely large!"

"Sir, enemy infantry appeared behind our army!"

"Sir, the bow and arrow troops of the snake soldiers appeared on the right front of our army! The right army began to fight!"

"Sir," the last demon commander who came in rolled and crawled, his voice was already crying: "The city of Yalu behind our army was besieged! General Biluo said that the orc army was overwhelming! He asked for reinforcements urgently, otherwise the food and grass stored in Yalu would be dangerous!"

With a light "bang", the jade scepter in Ross's hand was crushed, and the fragments were deeply trapped in the flesh. The bright red blood flowed on the crystal scepter, which was particularly beautiful. His hands and feet were cold, and his anger burned in his chest like fire. The hot heat flow surged upward from his chest, hot and hot, and it poured out of his throat, with a full mouth full of blood. In an instant, there was only one thought in his blank mind: "Borrow a knife and kill people! This is killing people with a knife!"

At night, torches were clear on the top of the city. After a day of fighting, although the soldiers were quite tired, in order to guard against the sneak attack of the demon army, Zichuan Xiu still gave a disgraceful order: except for the wounded and those who had to leave according to the combat preparations, the troops stayed on the original position and rested on the spot. This order was strongly protested by the soldiers, and several orcs came to claim that if the soldiers did not give them rest, the soldiers would refuse to perform their mission. As a result, Zichuan Xiu had to agree to double the promised bonus - as soon as he said that he had been fooled, the soldier representative ran out in a flash, and saw a shadow swaying, and the few people were gone, leaving only their pants sitting there.

Immediately afterwards, a thunderous sound came from outside: "Long live the King of Light! We love you!"

Long live and loved by the King of Light was heartbroken. He was feeling distressed when he suddenly saw Emperor Lu's dodging figure lame on the side. Zichuan Xiu immediately found the scapegoat, rushed up and grabbed his ear and shouted: "Before dawn, pay 100,000 taels of gold to serve as military expenses! Don't talk nonsense to me, don't tell me no, otherwise I will confiscate all your property!" As a result, Emperor Lu cried on the spot. He cried so sadly that even the orcs who hated the most of the demons would burst into tears.

At midnight, Zichuan Xiu, who had just fallen asleep after returning from the night patrol, was woken up by the guards. He rubbed his sleepy eyes and got up. Gu Lei said to him apologetically: "I'm sorry, sir, but they said--"

"No need to say it." Zichuan Xiu stood up from the moss-covered stone city road. He was sleeping under the battlements. He was not sure who covered a coat next to him, which was covered with dew. He picked up the military coat under him and shook it, smeared his face randomly. His body was sore and painful that he was wet by the dew. He stood up tired but stood up straight, looking at the two human officers standing behind Gu Lei, and whispered: "Where? Take me to see." Under the stars, his eyes were as clear as water.

The officers stood attentively and saluted, one of them reported: "Sir, the guards at the east side found a fire lit up in the east."

Zichuan Xiu's eyes lit up: "Is the demon camp on fire?"

The officers shook their heads: "No, sir. It may be Yalu City, more east than the demon camp."

"Take me to see."

The group quickly walked towards the east to the city. The city road was covered with white flowers, with sleeping soldiers and weapons placed casually everywhere, and snoring sounds one after another. In some areas, Zichuanxiu had to step over the heads of the sleeping soldiers. Looking at the soldiers' quiet smiles in their sleep, he turned around and smiled apologetically at the officers.

At midnight in June, the cool night wind blew away the scorching heat of the day. The night sky above his head, the deep and dark sky was like a huge semicircle cover, covering the flat earth and fusing on the horizon. The countless stars were diamonds dotted in the night sky, shining brightly and thought-provoking. The fresh night wind blew on his face, blowing the messy hair on Zichuan Xiu's forehead. He took a deep breath and felt that life was such a beautiful thing without war and blood.

The group came to the Pingwanggang at the east city. The orc commander of the position in the area, Dekun, was waiting with the officers. Dekun reported anxiously: "Your Highness, I'm sorry to disturb you for rest. But you have told me that any situation must be notified as soon as possible, so-"

"I know." Zichuan Xiu responded casually. His attention was all attracted by the scene in the distance. He could see it without Dekun's introduction. In addition to the sparse and faint fire, the demon camp outside the city was pitch black. And to the east, a red light appeared on the horizon that should have been pitch black. The light reflected the sky red, and the edges of the clouds were covered with dark red colors. Zichuan Xiu blurted out: "What a big fire! When did it start?"

Dekun responded, "About fifteen minutes ago, there was no sign of sign, and a light like this big one suddenly appeared on the east side. We will notify Your Highness immediately."

"Who did it?"

"It's not clear yet. Your Highness, do you think it's a fire in Yalu City?"

"The fire is so big that it can be seen even dozens of miles away. It will burn like this in more than ten minutes. This is definitely not an ordinary fire. It is intentional arson, and it is very likely that the army will do it."

The officers agreed and discussed: "The firelight comes from the back of the demon army. Could it be that the enemy's reinforcements have arrived?"

"Blind! That bastard Ross is harming our civilians again!"

Listening to the officers' discussion, Zichuanxiu looked at the red light in a daze. He was puzzled: Yalu City is a small city, and it is still in the control area of ​​the demon clan. What are the benefits for them to burn their own city? I have never heard of the demon soldiers who have not been able to sleep in the middle of the night. Unless... he thought of a possibility, his heart beat violently in ecstasy, but his face was silent: "Okay, everyone will go back to sleep! There will be a big battle tomorrow, so you must rest well and maintain your physical strength. Dekun, arrange sentries to closely monitor the movements of the demon clan."

The officers saluted and dispersed to rest. Dekun was the last one to retreat: "Your Highness, then, please rest as soon as possible! You are also very tired today." The tall orc said shyly.

Zichuan Xiu looked at the orc's dark, honest face, and the ecstasy in his heart was irresistible. He suddenly rushed up and hugged his head and kissed the furry head, saying, "Thank you! Haha!" He let go and laughed. The at a loss of time. The guards followed him out in panic. The officers were stunned and turned around and asked, "How? What happened?"

"Why is Your Highness so happy?"

"What do you think in your heart?"

Dekun stood there like a wooden body, dazed, and suddenly screamed: "I understand!"

The dark-skinned orc said to everyone very seriously, with bright eyes: "I finally understand what Your Highness means: He has been in love with me!" He said shyly: "What should I do?"

Zichuanxiu, who had not walked far away, almost fell off the city wall with a "splash". The guards quickly supported him: "Your Highness, be careful!"

"It's okay." Zichuanxiu looked up at the starry sky, her eyes full of smiles.

On June 27, 1972, the Battle of Terran entered the third day, and it was also the day when the situation began to reverse. When the rising sun shone the first ray of sunshine, the sentries on the top of Terran discovered the strangeness in the West faster than the demons: gray-brown dust rose on the horizon, a wriggling black line appeared, and a straight metallic light appeared.

It took only a second for the Orc Sentinel to understand what was going on. He opened his throat and shouted: "Reinforcements are coming! Our main force is here!" The soldiers were woken up from their sleep and flocked to the city tower to watch.

This is a majestic army. The dark area is a sea of ​​people that cannot be seen at a glance. The surging cavalry vanguards gallop across the earth, and rows of infantry advance on the fields like waves.

Xiuzi Camp was at the forefront of the entire army, but the number was smaller than expected, because most of the cavalry troops were taken away by Zichuan Xiu. The cavalry wore red tassel hats and their protective iron armor shone brightly in the morning light, and the black cloaks drifted in the wind like clouds. The Xiuzi Camp was home to local soldiers and horses from the Far East, and mixed troops mainly composed of orcs. The orc army wore copper hoops and red tassels, wearing animal skin clothes with exposed knees, carrying javelins, and wolf teeth.

The stick walked behind the cavalry, followed by the snake infantry in brown and pointed steel helmets, the dragon infantry in traditional tribal white combat uniforms, and the steel ocean formed by thousands of axes from the Dwarf Army. The reinforcements and corpses are numerous and well-equipped, and more importantly, the troops are extremely motivated. The teams from all walks of life are arranged in a neat manner, just like indestructible mountains moving. Looking up at the rear army, you can't see the end.

One day later than expected, the Second Far East rushed to the Terran area, and arrived with them ten teams directly under the base camp and the main force of the Xiuzi Battalion, with a total force of up to 150,000 and 37 teams. The arrival of this huge vitality force caused a huge change in the battlefield situation.

Standing on the high watchtower, Duke Ross's hand was trembling. The main force of the rebels finally appeared! It can be seen from a distance that this was definitely not the originally expected mob. In front of him were clearly regular soldiers and horses, with well-trained soldiers and well-equipped, and many soldiers, so he was probably even more above himself! The enemy was not bluffing! Thinking of the enemy situation reported in the back road, thinking of more enemies about to appear from other directions, Ross felt a profound terror, a feeling of a drowning man rushing to abdicate.

The "Wuwu" emergency horns echoed on the plains, and the demon camp was in chaos. The soldiers were scrambling out of the tents and ran around. The officers stared at them in a frightening manner and threw their whips to scream. The commander panicked in an emergency and gave all kinds of chaotic and even contradictory orders. So the troops collided with each other, as if the entire demon army was working together to perform a chaotic competition.

The city tower on the east is the closest position to the demon clan and is also the observation post with the best viewing area. Zichuan Xiu and senior officers observe the enemy situation here. Seeing the embarrassment of the demon clan army, the officers of the rebel army felt relieved. The orc Dekun said proudly: "Green-haired ghosts, you have been proud for two days. Now your doomsday is here! I wish I could go out and kill you!"
To be continued...