The night wind is as bleak as cool as water.

He had bright red robe and long snow-white hair, which was out of place in the dark.

Like a ghost.

Bang!

The knight leader was cut into two pieces by the blood sword and fell to the Gobi Desert with a bang. His face before his death was not fear, but innocent.

What did you do wrong?

The ghost began to float, and the sound of horse hooves remained in the dead and silent wasteland. The golden knights couldn't breathe, and their palms, tightly shaking their reins, were trembling violently.

"The madman is leaving home."

A cold night wind suddenly penetrated into his neck, and the knight who was falling behind subconsciously shivered.

Suddenly, a strange feeling appeared in the head, and it was all cracked.

"Give it back to me!"

Gu Changan only waved his sword, and the sword was unstoppable, just like chopping over rows of watermelons, and his plasma blood shot and flew.

"Go back to the camp!" The knight fleeing in front was hoarse and didn't even have the courage to look back.

On the verge of despair, there are many people who can feel safe only if they are surrounded by people, just like the old horse with a banner tied to the continuous military camp.

"Help!

”

After rushing for a total of two hundred miles, the knight at the front was exhausted and finally saw a bright bonfire, pulling his throat open for help, the sound of piercing the night sky like a sharp weapon.

The logistics barracks suddenly sounded loudly, and the soldiers inspected the Barbarian Kingdom did not bother to wear armor and stomachs, and ran into the beacon tower to light up the flames.

But as soon as he saw the scene in the distance, his childhood hole suddenly shrank, and his internal organs seemed to be grabbed by his hands.

The crazy blood-colored figure hung in the air, swinging his sword again and again, and the knight and his men and horses were broken in half, buried in the yellow sand.

"Which Han slave dares to attack? Don't think of burning the camp?" The captain with blue eyes and beard walked up to the beacon tower with sleepy eyes and cursed.

But when he saw the bloody killing, his lips trembled:

"Rise...Rise the white flag."

"Surrender?" The soldier turned his head to look at him.

"If you don't surrender, you will die!" The bearded captain's limbs were stiff and he was mourning.

Seeing the lunatic in the lonely city with one's own eyes, the cruelty is so sensational. What can I stop the 800 people in the military camp?

After a moment, a big white flag with the word "大" written on it was hung high on the gate of the camp.

The moment the thirty knights who had saved their lives rushed into the camp, they continued to run eastward. They even knew that their behavior was to poison thousands of miles away, but they would die if they stopped.

How stupid is he to lower the white flag?

If you surrender to the madman, you might as well be fucking at a stone, and at least there will be an echo.

"Calm down... Calm down!" The bearded captain stood on the observation deck, holding the cross necklace between his neck, and said tremblingly:

"God testifies that we have no intention of attacking Kucha, no at all."

boom!

Eighty feet apart, the blood-colored sword net covered the flag of the camp. The sword energy began to burn wherever the sword energy passed, and the camps several miles disintegrated and collapsed in the tragic devour.

"Give me back home, give it back."

Gu Chang'an had disheveled hair. He had never had such a moment of hatred. He tore the earth apart when he slashed his sword.

"No one robs your home..." The bearded captain cried out in fear, and was forcibly kidnapped by his confidant when he raised his hand.

What to explain to such a madman, to run away!

The first time I walked out of the cage in my life, the sky was about to collapse!

"Which beast is full and has nothing to do to provoke Kucha City. Nine clans are going to the gallows, fuck your mother!"

The bearded captain ran away while roaring. He felt that the madman was even more terrifying than the rumors.

If you just defend, you can kill more than 10,000 elite troops in the empire by yourself. What about taking the initiative to attack?

You should know that defense is limited to one city, while offense is a vast Western Region.

"You are releasing a hell demon!"

The bearded captain turned around and saw the blood-colored figure killing people wildly. He looked for something everywhere, but he actually squatted on the ground in pain.

...

Three o'clock in the morning.

To the west of Yumen Pass, on the Golden Platform.

"Crown, wake up!"

Carl was in a hurry, not even wearing any shoes on one foot, shaking the bell in front of the purple tent crazily.

"What's the matter?" The Barbarian Emperor quickly walked out in a sacrificial dragon robe. Before he could wear a mask, the face of the flesh-and-blooded lake was particularly terrifying under the light and dark candlelight.

"The madman is out of the city!" Carl handed over the bloody silk book, "There is a fish in the Western Region who has missed the net and contacted the madman. He is chasing and slaughtering the empire's son."

After a brief look at the silk book, the Barbarian Emperor staggered back half a step, his mind suddenly blank.

He leaned against the post and roared sharply:

"Deploy troops and generals to encircle and suppress!"

"Notify the saint and intercept the kill!"

After saying that, a pair of children stared at him:

"Carl, the madman after leaving the city is very weak and not afraid!"

Carl's face twitched, is it interesting to deceive himself?

According to the urgent report, the madman who broke free from the cage was even more terrible. Killing people is like pulling weeds and picking flowers.

The strength of a madman depends entirely on his obsession.

"We must kill Gu Chang'an in one battle, don't let him have a chance to breathe!" The Barbarian Emperor's voice and expression were stern, but his eyes gradually became confused.

Out of control.

The battle with confidence was suddenly on the verge of losing control, and the most worried hidden dangers appeared like this.

How could Hannu convince the madman to leave home?

Carl paced around outside the tent, and he agreed with the will of the crown and had to stabilize the morale of the army in the rear.

No confusion!

Gu Chang'an is definitely not an ordinary practitioner. This person is like a rolling river, only the embankment is blocked tightly, and any gap is seeping water.

Then it's all over!

The embankment collapses, and the river surging and selects people to eat.

"Under the crown, there will be more than 50,000 soldiers..." Carl squirmed his lips and said the number that even he was shivering.

It's just one person!

But the elites of the empire were all on the battlefield of Yumen Pass, and those guarding the rear were mobs. To put it bluntly, in the eyes of madmen, they were all ants.

"Not enough!" The Barbarian Emperor's eyes were fierce, and he punched the door post and said hysterically:

"One hundred thousand, two hundred thousand, as many as there are, the warriors in the army must participate in the suppression. I want to crush his skull!

”

"Calm down..." Carl said anxiously:

"The Central Plains army will inevitably take this opportunity to put a big push. Without the reason of ignoring the head, the key to determining the outcome lies in Yumen Pass."

"If the Saint of the Abyss is drawn to the rear, how can we break the formation of the Hundred Schools of Controversy in the Central Plains?"

After a little pause, he tried his best to calm down his agitation and said calmly:

"A 50,000 army under the crown is enough to dispatch more enlightened people and great masters."

After the words are finished.

"The two saints of the abyss have set off." The old purple-haired monster stood on Quetai unknowingly, with a dark face covered with clouds.

You old guy also began to panic? The Man Emperor nodded, his mind was confused and he couldn't understand his thoughts.

"Everything is under control." The old purple-haired monster walked over and said seriously:

"Central Plains will take the opportunity to attack the frontal battlefield, block the news immediately, cover the cover, and never shake the morale of the army."

Carl was dizzy when he heard this.

Cover and block the message...
To be continued...