The Golden Horde still has a huge advantage in the desert, especially if it is determined to have all the people in arms.

Breaking a barrier is nothing more than filling it with human lives, and those in front become stepping stones behind.

And in that case, even the entire Baishan Kingdom may not be able to defend the Tiger Way.

Furthermore, if you really want to negotiate peace, why not send a mission to Baishan Camp to present your credentials, a map of Monan and 17 totem flags?

Instead, the Divine Attendant took two shamans "deep behind enemy lines" and specifically approached Zhao Boji to negotiate peace with empty words?

Unless, their drunkards' intention is not to drink, but to assassinate Zhao Boji again.

If Zhao Boji is assassinated, the leader of the Han Kingdom will definitely raise his troops in anger and launch an all-out war against the Golden Horde!

Since the establishment of Baishan Kingdom, it has only taken less than a year.

At this time, he was ordered to go south from the Tiger Road to conquer Monan, and cooperate with the Han army that forced its way through the Ghost Realm... No matter how you look at this situation, it is beneficial to the enemies of Han!

Bao Ding was full of doubts, but Zhao Boji was straightforward.

"Okay!" Zhao Boji didn't seem to think about it that much at all. She agreed happily and said, "Then please ask the Divine Attendant to escort you to the capital of Han Kingdom by us."

"Today, I will definitely choose a geomantic treasure land in Gyeonggi Province for the god to serve as a food town, so that the god can spend his old age peacefully."

This statement sounds very good, but in fact, it means that the divine servant will be used as a hostage and become the biggest bargaining chip for Han State to control Monan.

The Divine Attendant was the only soul master in the Holy Mountain. Once he arrived in the capital of Han Kingdom, he was naturally lost among all the martial arts and soul sects, and he had to live with his tail between his legs.

After the Han Kingdom further empties the 17 totem flags, it won't matter whether the Sunset Infinitely Good Divine Attendant returns to the Holy Mountain or not.

At that time, you can truly spend your old age in peace.

At this time, the heavily armored cavalry who hurriedly broke out of camp appeared from several nearby sand dunes like a swarm of ants, and quickly occupied two other nearby sand dunes.

The dust raised by this movement looked like a sandstorm was coming slowly.

Under the command of General Pi, a large group of troops protected Zhao Boji and others in the formation. Dozens or hundreds of rangers spread out like a net, and were conducting reconnaissance and shielding on the battlefield to ensure that this large area would not appear.

Massive enemy forces.

The god's servant looked at the majestic military equipment and heavy cavalry as if nothing had happened.

These later men and horses had even completed the steps of dressing up the war horses and putting on the knights' armor. They were obviously ready to start the fight as soon as they arrived.

The Divine Attendant waited until the dust of the opponent's reinforcements had settled, and then spoke again: "I'm an old man and I won't have to suffer the sin of traveling thousands of miles."

"However, if the leader of the Han Kingdom is really sincere about peace talks, the Holy Mountain side can send the totem flag owners to Gyeonggi in batches as hostages."

When Bao Ding heard this more sincere proposal, his uneasiness became stronger and stronger.

The last time this uneasiness, which was almost a premonition, appeared was when I was unknowingly enchanted by the shadow person Zhao Mingliang.

Bao Ding held his fist in front of his mouth and coughed lightly. He used this action to calmly remind Zhao Boji: "It's a scam!"

Zhao Boji smiled slightly, nodded, and said with a pun: "Very good! Just what I want!"

Bao Ding was stunned for a moment and looked around. He really couldn't imagine what trump card his side had besides the famous grandmaster.

Not to mention the newly promoted Grandmaster who is famous for the two-armed martial arts statue, there are two martial arts masters on the opponent's face, two four-armed martial arts statues, plus one whose strength is somewhat unfathomable.

Soul Master...

It's not that Bao Dingchang wants others to destroy his prestige. He suspects that the two shamans can probably deal with the little miscellaneous fish like him without even needing the help of the gods.

When Famous had just advanced to the realm of Grandmaster, his terrifying aura of looking down on the world and treating everything like a stupid dog really made Baoding too impressed.

The image is profound.

At that time, Bao Ding had already advanced to the top level of Xiantian, and he still had such a powerless feeling!

At this moment, a chirping sound came from the direction of the trade road.

Then a song came from another direction.

Zhao Boji and the great soul master from the Weapon Formation Sect next to her didn't think there was any problem after hearing this.

Except for these two people, almost everyone's expressions changed.

There are specific standards for the style of Mingdi. Generally speaking, the Mingdyum of Mobei and Monan is not a unified standard.

This is a bit like the Han State's habit of referring to Mobei and Monan as barbarians, and their language as barbarian language.

In fact, not only the language systems of Mobei but also Monan are quite different. Even the forces of large oasis tribes such as Selim Lake, Erbei, Baishan tribe, etc. all have their own "accents".

In short, when people on Bao Ding's side heard this, they knew that these two hammers were not used by the Mobei people.

It can already be deduced that the person who comes is not good!

Sure enough!

Two figures, accompanied by two long streaks of dust, arrived in the blink of an eye.

The momentum of those two waves of sand was even more powerful than the two or three thousand armored heavy cavalry roaring in just now. It looked like two dragons coming over the sea of ​​sand!

This kind of naked demonstration is similar to the loud sound like a war drum when Uncle Zhao fell heavily from the beacon tower to the ground, both of which played the role of giving people a head start.

At this time, Fengming could no longer hide behind the sand dunes and returned to the group with the rangers who had just left.

The current situation is that the heavy cavalry side occupies three sand dunes that are exactly in the shape of a finished glyph. The distance between the sand dunes varies from ten feet to dozens of feet.

As for the Divine Attendant, including the four shamans, there were five people in total, but they happened to "surround" the two or three thousand troops from three directions.

The divine attendant took back the bone vessel and stepped back.

Su De stepped forward and said arrogantly: "Of course, if Master Dabiezang is sincere, he can also go to the Holy Mountain as a guest, face to face with the 17 totem flag owners, and discuss the peace talks candidly."

"As for these "elites" from Lord Dabiezang, whether they stay or leave depends entirely on your thoughts."

The speed at which the Divine Attendant and his group changed their faces was no less rapid than the speed at which the two shamans arrived in the blink of an eye.

It can be seen from this that the "sincerity" that the other party has always claimed is just something that is said casually.

After Zhao Boji went to the Holy Mountain, it would probably be the turn of the Han Kingdom to take the initiative to sue for peace.

Su De had already torn off the mask of "full of sincerity" at this time, took another step forward, pointed at the heavy cavalry, and said with a joking face: "This group of men and horses will be placed in my golden tent.

The totem flag army of the Khanate must also be elite."

"It would be a pity if everything was lost here..."

However, Zhao Boji was too lazy to pay attention to Su De. She just turned around and nodded to Bao Ding beside her, and said calmly: "Fight!"

Here!

Bao Ding bowed in the saddle to accept the order, turned around and signaled to General Pi, and said a few words in a concise and concise manner: "Hit me!"

General Pi responded loudly: "Here!"

"Each department, split up and fight!"

General Pi's personal soldiers waved the command flag three times in a clear and concise manner to convey the order to attack.

"Baishan Camp! Follow me to kill the enemy!"

"Baishan Camp! Raise troops for a thousand days, use them for a moment, kill them!"

"Baishan Camp! Master Ashinabao is looking at us! It's your uncle! Don't be a coward!"

Huh!

Kill the enemy!

kill!

Two to three thousand heavy cavalry responded with a roar, without a trace of hesitation, like army ants that had discovered their prey, pouring down from the top of the dune with a roar, and pounced in three directions!

Although the target of each of their attacks is only a seemingly lonely person, even though

Their behavior of attacking a grandmaster is like moths rushing to a flame, but they still move forward with determination and determination!

Bao Ding raised his hand with one hand, climbed onto the horse's back, and shouted: "Respect! Baishan Kingdom!"

Respect the White Mountain Kingdom!

Respect the White Mountain Kingdom!

Baishan Country!

Two to three thousand people beat their chests in unison and paid tribute. Those three thunderous sounds, like the horn of charge, resounded throughout the world.

Amidst the clanging sound, the heavily armored cavalrymen unsheathed their swords one after another, their spears were like a forest, and their momentum was like a rainbow, turning into three torrents of steel, heading towards the target!

Zhao Boji watched expressionlessly and said to Bao Ding: "I know these troops are elite troops recruited by you and Wang Ma personally. However, if even a mere grandmaster can scare them away...

"

"Then it's not worthy of being called 'elite'. Facing the tide of beasts, my Han cavalry still dared to move forward to kill the enemy!"

Bao Ding said calmly: "Yes! It can be made into steel even if it is tempered a hundred times!"

In the current battle situation, the two shamans who had completed the survey around the battlefield were at the bottom of the sand pit, and Su De was alone in front, blocking the way of the god.

Facing the heavily armored cavalry coming like a furious rhinoceros, it seemed that the only thing left in my ears was the roaring sound like rolling thunder.

The three locations where the shaman stood were like islands in the midst of stormy waves.
To be continued...