The sandstorm was flying, the cold wind roared, and a surge of surges soared into the sky, covering the sky and the sun, swallowing the Bodhi Temple and swallowing all living things on the Gobi Desert.

The war horses galloped, the drums and trumpets sounded, the long sword roared shrillly, the roar was deafening, and the blood and flesh flew everywhere, and the tragic howling of despair sounded from time to time.

The fierce battle was in full swing, and the seven fierce and bloody Northwest wolf was like a bloodthirsty beast rushing out of hell, opening its bloody mouth, cruelly tearing the enemy apart, drinking scarlet blood, and eroding fresh lives.

"Kill" Jia Lan roared wildly, his blood-red eyes shot out fierce murderous aura, and there was only boiling hatred in his heart, and the outbreak of hatred. At this moment, he had become a monster, he had lost his soul, he had lost his humanity, he was a beast of prehistoric times, he only knew how to kill, and only knew how to tear apart all the enemies blocking his face.

The fire was burning, burning on the boiling battlefield, burning in the radiant blood, burning in the wild and bloody battle of the blizzard.

The wind is blowing, the fire is burning, and the long sword is making a shocking sound. Outside the Bodhi Temple, there is no guardian god, only the bloody and terrifying Asura.

Traveling west, Buyi, Jiangdu Hou, Chu Yue, Wei Fei, Yang Hu, and six old wolves followed closely. The front and arrow battle formation was like a sharp arrow, a thunder sword, and a sharp sword, invincible, killing and killing

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Under the gilded protective gear, Qi Zige's face became more and more serious.

Seven Northwest Wolves, seven strong warriors of the Great Sui Dynasty, and seven unrivaled long swords. This is the second time he has witnessed the terrifying and powerful attack power of the Great Sui Dynasty.

Last year on Yiwudao, with an absolute advantage, the Tieler people and a group of ambushers paid an astonishing price, and let the Golden Wolf-headed Galan break through with the remaining troops. What is even more frustrating is that the careful planning and careful ambush were finally in vain. Will this time repeat the same mistake?

Qiege looked back at the knights behind him, hesitating and hesitating, and it was difficult to make a decision. If he threw all his troops into it now, the Su family in Sun and Moon Valley would have been dragged into the battlefield, and the Tiel people would have suffered greater losses. At that time, if Galan summoned another reinforcement, the situation would be very bad.

Does Galan have reinforcements? Should he fight quickly at this moment, or delay, waiting for the Khan to come from Peacock Island to help?

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"Dongdongdongdong..." The drum sounded like thunder.

The Su family cavalry guards lined up, ready to go. Facing the surging battlefield and the shocking battle, they witnessed the brave figure of the legendary northwestern wolf in the West, all of which were full of blood and fighting spirit. They shouted at the top of their lungs, and even the horses sitting down felt the passion, raising their heads and making a long voice.

The battlefield is already a roaring vortex, the wind is roaring, the horse is roaring, and the sand and dust are causing heavy waves. The knights are struggling desperately in the vortex, and killing has become the only hope for survival.

The long sword broke through the air, penetrated the wind and sand, and tore the space. It was like the sharp claws stretched out from the darkness of the hell, inserted into the enemy's chest with an incredible speed, chopped into the enemy's body, and cut into the enemy's throat.

The soul of the northwest wolf is Galan, and the soul of the battle formation is also Galan. Galan is like a god, his strength is endless, he is fearless and does not know life and death, and he is more like a dead spirit, greedy and devouring weak lives.

The sharp arrows are in front, and all the hard is urged. Six wolves are behind. Six long swords are flying up and down, forming dazzling sword curtains, just like the essence, blocking the enemy's attack and erecting a solid shield for Galan.

The sound of hooves rolled like thunder, the war horses were like tyrannosaurus, rolled up the dust in the sky, howling and whistling. People roared in the thunder, long swords roared in the sand, and the battlefield was like a bursting tide, shocking this gray world.

Suddenly, a spear penetrated the sword curtain and stabbed Jiang Duhou's chest hard. "Damn", the Mingguang armor blocked the killing attack, and the stabbing was deeply concave. Jiang Duhou suffered severe damage, and his heart hurt. Venus in front of him flew, and he opened his mouth and sprayed a mouthful of blood. The old wound had not healed, and he added new injuries. Jiang Duhou knew that it would be difficult to hold on for a long time, so he immediately let out a roar, "changing formation."

Walking west with him, he was in the middle of the roar of Jiangduhou, suddenly turned his eyes and saw Jiangduhou's blood-stained beard shaking on the rushing war horse. His majestic body like an iron tower seemed to have lost its foundation and was at risk of overturning at any time. He was so anxious that he roared with thunder, "Big Tiger, flank guard, hurry up."

Yang Hu was just behind Jiangdu Hou and found that Jiangdu Hou was shaking. Just as he was walking west and shouting, he kicked the horse's belly. The war horse was in pain and suddenly accelerated. He jumped and caught up with Jiangdu Hou. His long sword cut into the air. Suddenly, he roared like a storm and slashed wildly. The sound of gold and iron clashing was like dense raindrops, which was thrilling.

After Wei Fei rushed to Yang Hu diagonally, he distanced himself from Chu Yue and Buyi, protected the battle formation tightly, and fought to block the Tieler people who were chasing him.

Jiangdu Hou avoided the middle of the battle formation, hugged the ground with a long sword, slowly slumped down his upper body, and a mouthful of blood poured out again, landing on the flying mane of the black horse.

Traveling west, he held a knife in one hand and blew his horn with all his strength.

Jialan turned around suddenly, and his eyes shot out murderous aura, and his grudge was about to break apart.

"Retreat quickly" shouted loudly, "The man is injured, the horse is exhausted, so you cannot fight for a long time, retreat."

Galan roared angrily at the sky, and his long sword was like a bloodthirsty beast. He opened his bloody mouth, and his blood beads flew, and his murderous aura was everywhere, like a roc in the sky, like a dragon entering the sea, like a tiger descending on the mountain, and one head shot into the enemy group. "Boom", the blood light burst, and a Tielle Knight flew backwards, half of the body ran rapidly with the speeding war horse, and the other half disappeared into sand and dust, instantly without a trace. The Ielle Knight immediately followed, as if bombarded by thunder, and fell to the ground with his people and horses. In an instant, he was trampled on the ground by countless horse hooves, and his flesh and blood flew everywhere.

The Tieler people became more and more crazy, like hungry wild wolves or violent wild bisons, surrounded and killed themselves, sacrificing their lives and fighting fiercely, and swearing to devour these bloody and cruel Northwest wolf.

The battle formation moved with the wind and sand, and flew with the roaring vortex. After a few breaths, it had turned around and rushed towards the chariot formation.

The colorful peacock feathers fly in the cold wind, the red cloak is clamoring in the sand and dust, and the five-color golden and green protective gear is dazzling under the peacock flag. The white horse raises its hooves and raises its head, and neighs fiercely. Su Hexiang swings his spear, and a delicate shout is like an arrow leaving the string, shooting out against the wind.

"Boom", the drums roars are everywhere, the cavalry guards shout, and the sound of killing is like thunder. The warriors who are already ready to go finally exploded. For a moment, the horses are like dragons, and the sound of hooves is deafening. A torrent rolls out, like a broken river, roaring all the way, killing the battlefield with an indestructible momentum.

"Boom boom boom boom..." Sands and dust flew straight into the sky, the earth-shaking rushing sounds, the killing sounds that shocked the world, the thrilling sound of gold and iron clashing violently, the drums and trumpets that violently hit the battlefield. At this moment, it suddenly collided and exploded, the heaven and earth trembled, and the wind and clouds changed their colors.

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Qie Ge raised the horse whip, hesitated, listened, and his eyes were staring at the battlefield drowned in the sand and dust. The flag bearer behind him stared at the horse whip in his hand wide, his heart beating violently, waiting for the moment of wave and full attack.

The Tieler people who surrounded and killed the Northwest Wolf were attacked from both sides and had to fight and retreat, allowing the Northwest Wolf to break out of the encirclement and rushed towards the chariot formation.

When he heads west, he runs wildly, and raises his horns and blows them over and over again.

Su Hexiang's spear was like lightning, and his war horses were like wind. He roared into the enemy formation. The left and right cavalry guards fought to the death, raised their swords and spears, and fought hard to attack and kill. The sound of the horns traveling west echoed in their ears, attacking and attacking again, dragging the Tieler people tightly, not giving them time to breathe.

"Switch horses...change horses..." Galan rushed to the front of the car formation and shouted loudly.

When he headed west, Buyi flew off the horse, one grabbed the reins of Hei Liu, and the other dragged Jiang Duhou off the horse, and hurriedly removed his armor and cap. Jiang Duhou vomited blood again, his face was extremely pale, and his expression was even more disgusting.

The servants in the chariot shouted repeatedly, and a carriage quickly pushed away, and then rushed out seven or eight agile war horses.

Jialan's long sword leaned on the ground, and his body rose into the air, jumping into the air with a red horse. Chu Yue, Wei Fei, and Yang Hu followed closely behind, changed their horses and lined up. Blizzard was covered in blood and rushed to Jialan's horse panting.

"Hold him." Jialan's long sword pointed at Jiangduhou who was lying on the ground, "Don't let someone hurt him."

Blizzard looked up at Jia Lan, his eyes showing anger. Jia Lan's eyes lit up with cold light, and a long sword was raised. Blizzard had no choice but to growl helplessly, and walked to Jiangduhou's side, squatting with Black Panther, one left and one right.

Buyi flew on the horse. He walked west and took out a horn bow, put it next to Jiangduhou, nodding slightly at him. Jiangduhou smiled bitterly, reached out to hold the horn bow, "We can't die, we can't die."

Galan raised his sword and looked back at the five riders behind him. His tongue was filled with spring thunder, "Let's go..."

"Kill" the five people roared in unison, with a long sword spreading across the sky, and the war horses rushed to the battlefield like tigers, flying.

It was like a crossbow arrow shot into the chest, or a spear stabbed into the body. The front arrow battle formation composed of six northwestern wolves penetrated into the Tieler people's battle formation with terrifying attack power and unstoppable momentum.

The sound of fighting soared into the sky, sand and dust soared into the sky, roaring violently on the vast Gobi Desert, spinning wildly, like a sword that penetrated the sky, piercing the sky.

The Tiel people had no way out. Their goal was to kill all the enemies that blocked their capture of Loulan. Whether it was the Great Sui people or other Western lands, as long as they blocked their way to survival, they would be enemies that would never die. Kill, fight for their lives with their lives, and find a bloody path in the killing.

The Su cavalry guards followed up with each wing, fought hard to attack and fought bravely. They had no way out, and Loulan was their home, but the Tiel people wanted to capture their homes, plunder their wealth, and enslave their lives. They had to kill, survive in killing, defend their homes and their dignity in killing.

The Tieler people roared in the killing, fell down in the killing, and flesh and blood flew everywhere in the killing. The Su cavalry guards broke out in the killing, died in the killing, and shed the last drop of blood in the killing.

The war horses are roaring, crying, and colliding; the warriors are shouting, grief, and splitting in fierce battles; the wind and sand are roaring, crying, and collapsing in blood, turning into layers of waves in the slaughter of life, rolling up the wind and clouds in the sky, turning into roaring vortexes to swallow everything.

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The bloody long sword fell from the sky, and the spear with blood blooming flowers suddenly shot out from the darkness. Su Hexiang was exhausted, her deer leather gloves were stained with blood, and the spear trembled and had lost its sharpness. She could no longer stop the thunder sword and could not resist the fatal blow from the darkness.

A bloody lightning flashed through the air, and a pair of bloody claws flashed out from the white horse's abdomen. The low and angry roar was like a thunder explosion. The blizzard appeared in front of Su Hexiang's eyes at the critical moment, and hit the enemy cavalry, and his claws penetrated into the galloping horse's abdomen. The enemy horse neighed violently, and its huge body suddenly flew into the air. The knight on his back caught him off guard, immediately lost his balance and flew out.

Galan was like a dead soul in hell, or like a dark knight. She suddenly broke through the air and appeared silently beside Su Hexiang. Her long sword flew out at an incredible speed, penetrated the enemy cavalry with one sword and inserted it into the horse's back.

Su Hexiang's body suddenly burst out with infinite power, the blood boiled, the blood veins rush out, and the spear in his hand roared out, stabbing into Tieler's throat. With a delicate shout, the spear swung left and right, lifting up a huge head.

Galan jumped past her like the wind, like a ghost snatched the Tieler's long sword, and followed five northwestern wolves from the left and right. In a blink of an eye, Su Hexiang was rolled into the battle formation, and in an instant, it was sweeping into the rolling sandstorm.

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The rushing horn sounded from the sand and dust, and Tieler on the battlefield suffered heavy casualties and gradually became difficult to support, so he had to call for help.

Qibi Ge looked up at the sky, looked around again, and his eyes finally fell on Bodhi Temple, "burning"

The whistle whistle rose into the sky, and a little fire suddenly burst out from Bodhi Temple. The fire took advantage of the wind and helped the fire. In a short time, the smoke of Bodhi Temple rolled. The fire burned wildly. After a few breaths, the fire was already rising into the sky. The fire quickly swallowed Bodhi Temple at an astonishing speed, swallowing the monk's faith and glory.

Who will protect Galan? Who is the guardian god of Galan? No, in this desert and in this Gobi Desert, there are only the devil who destroys Buddhas, and there are no guardian gods of Galan.

The horse whip in Qie Ge's hand finally waved, "kill"

The big horn resounded through the sky, the war drums and thunder blew, Qi Bige took the lead, leading the elite knights of hundreds of flags into the smoke and dust like a tide, causing a shocking tide.

"Kill" Jialan was angry, and he lost his mind. Bodhi Temple was destroyed because of him, and the monk suffered a lot because of him. His power was too weak, so he could only watch Bodhi Temple was destroyed in the hands of the Tiel people.

Buddha, please give me strength, please let me display the supreme divine power, Buddha...

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Jiangduhou stood up with difficulty, raised his bow to the sky, "Buzz..." The bowstrings sounded in shock, and the whistle roared into the sky, drilling into the gray clouds, making a harsh whistle.

The black panther looked up at the sky and barked wildly.

The horn trumpet sounded the westward journey, his hands trembled, the deer-skin gloves were covered with blood, and the trumpet was covered with blood. The sad and angry sound seemed to be blown out with life, as if the last drop of blood was shed, and the last roar was made.

The formation of chariots opened, and more than twenty strong servants of the Su family urged their war horses, held their weapons high, rushed into the sand and dust without hesitation. Even if they died, they would die on the battlefield that defended their homes and on the land that raised themselves.

"Kill" Galan is roaring, and the northwest wolf is roaring, completely crazy.

"Kill" Su Hexiang was so loud that the Su cavalry guards rushed forward, killing all the enemy soldiers, using their own blood and life to protect this land and the holy land in their hearts.

"Kill" Qi Zige is roaring, Tieler is roaring, moving forward bravely and fearlessly. If you want to survive and let your descendants live with dignity, then kill and kill all enemies that deprive you of your right to survive. Even if the opponent is an old man and a child, as long as it is an enemy, then kill.

It soared into the sky, sand and dust rolled, and the raging fire illuminated the gray sky. Fresh lives were destroyed in blood and sand, and cracked in wind and fire.

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"Woo woo woo woo woo woo..." The long horns of big horns came from the wind, "Room..." The galloping horses came from the wind.

In the sky, another rush of sand and dust came overwhelmingly, like a roaring beast, facing the fire and the battlefield, the wind and lightning came.

Qie Ge suddenly looked up, and the Tieler people were frightened. The enemy, and the enemy, how much strength does Galan have? How many ambushers have hidden in this vast Gobi?

"Anti-report Khan, come quickly to help"

Qi Zige waved his long spear and shouted wildly, "Blow the trumpet, arrange the array, reorganize the queue, fight to the death"

Galan rushed forward frantically, roaring like thunder, "Kill and kill"

The northwest wolf followed closely behind, and the long sword rolled up the dust in the sky, causing bloody storms.

Su Hexiang suddenly grabbed the reins of the horse, lifted up the five-color golden green pattern protective gear, raised the white jade horn, and blew it with all his strength. Su's cavalry guards came one after another, and the peacock flag was rushing in the wind, with a rainbow of momentum.
To be continued...