The elites of the Qiezi tribe led by Qiezi tribe are all those who have experienced many battles. One is one of ten warriors, and the other side of Kalan can be described as a mob.

At the beginning of the fierce battle, the Northwest Wolf could still rush around with its powerful force, but as the battle continued, the Northwest Wolf's physical strength dropped rapidly. Fortunately, Su Hexiang led the strong and powerful person, barely supporting him. However, as the battle became more intense, especially after Qi Zige led all his personal guards to the battlefield, the situation immediately fell.

In the critical moment, Fu Duanyi and Monk Buhui led the crowd to fight, but they were still unable to reverse the gap in strength between the two sides. If they continue to fight like this, even if the Tieler people have no support, Qie Ge can still win the final victory. Although the price they paid may be extremely heavy, the entire situation will inevitably be controlled by the Tieler people.

Capture the king first. In a battle today, if you want to defeat the Tieler people and leave the battlefield alive, the only way is to kill Mohedu Special Service Qie Ge.

The Northwest Wolf cooperated with tacit understanding and had rich experience in facing the enemy. Galan seemed crazy, but in fact he always maintained rationality and patiently looked for a fatal opportunity for a blow. When he went west, Chu Yue and others knew him well. With just one look and one action, they knew what he was going to do. Especially at this moment, everyone thought of the same countermeasures and adopted the same method. The Northwest Wolf's battle formation was even more strict, both offense and defense, and they were waiting for the moment of life and death.

The northwestern wolf fought fiercely in the sand and crossed the battlefield like a roaring tiger, rushing across the left wing of the battlefield.

On the left-wing battlefield, Su Hexiang and his subordinates were fighting bloody battles. Galan flew past Su Hexiang's horse and made a gesture to her, and even made a hoarse roar in his mouth, "Asu, attack and hold them up."

Su Hexiang understood the truth, and the spear danced, and responded with Li Xiao.

Like a rush swept across, the northwestern wolf rushed to the right wing of the battlefield with the violent sandstorm.

On the right-wing battlefield, Fu Duanyi led the Tianma garrison soldiers such as Yang Yuan, Ximen Chen, Xie Qing, Fang Xiaoer and other believers in Hebei, and the infantry and cavalry advanced together, fighting wildly. Monk Buhui and monks even sacrificed their lives and burst out with anger, fighting with their lives, and defending the glory of monks to the death.

Jia Lan flew past Fu Duanyi's horse, holding a knife in one hand to defend the enemy, and waving in the air with the other hand, "Brother Wen Qian, attack, attack"

Fu Duanyi's long sword cut the ground, stirring up dust and dust, "Galan, don't fight for a long time, hurry, hurry"

The northwest wolf disappeared into the sand and appeared among the monk believers in an instant. The fire was rushing at lightning, and after a few breaths, he caught up with the monk Buhui.

"Senior brother, help me" Jialan shouted at him, "Kill Qiebie, kill him."

Monk Buhui roared and raised his palm to slap the horse on the back. The war horse neighed in pain, tore open its four hooves, sacrificed its life to run wildly, and advanced with the fire.

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Qiege was furious. The originally impeccable plan was originally a series of variables because of the appearance of Galan. Now it forced the Tielle people to take risks and had to destroy Bodhi Temple and set up a siege to kill. But even so, the Tiel people were still bitten by Galan, the evil wolf.

The injuries were too severe and the losses were too great. The Qibians lost not only morale, but also the chance to regain Loulan. A few years ago, the Tieler people paid a huge price to defeat Tuyuhun and captured most of Loulan and Qiemo, but in a blink of an eye, they changed hands in the Great Sui Dynasty. The Sui people were not only strong, but also cunning, and they tried their best to seize the power of robbery.

Today, the Tielle people must not fail. The Sui army is expeditioning to Goryeo, Liaodong, and cannot cope with the tension in the Western Land in the short term. If the Tielle people miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, then waiting for their destiny is unimaginable. They must control their own destiny, and they must not rely on others to survive in humiliation.

The fire in Bodhi Temple illuminated the gray sky, and even the sand and dust were bathed in this bloody light. Qi Zige turned around and looked north, looking for the new life in the sky, eagerly looking forward to the arrival of reinforcements.

Kill the golden wolf head, cut off the head of the northwest wolf, and slaughter the giant Loulan Su family, and the situation is firmly controlled by the Tieler people. Although there is no law of nature in this world, whoever has a big fist is the law of nature, sometimes, when the situation is subtle, you can take the initiative and find a reason, but you can effectively block the attacks of the strong, at least you can give yourself room for maneuver and time to accumulate strength.

Suddenly, sandstorms and dust roared violently, and the sky and earth suddenly became dark. You could see only a few feet in front of you. You could hear the sound of roaring war horses, the deafening fighting sounds and the earth-shaking drums.

The cold wind roared, sandstorm swept through, and the fire broke into the darkness, and suddenly the eyes were bright.

A golden wolf head appeared silently, and five dark wolf faces seemed to break out of the air from hell.

Qie Ge's heart suddenly pounded. The strong sense of suffocation made him open his mouth involuntarily, and let out a terrified and angry roar, "Galan, Ga... Lan..."

"Swish swish swish swish..." The sound of the crossbow arrow tearing the air was harsh and frightening, just like the whistle made by the dead of hell.

As soon as Qi Zige's roar rushed out of the gilded protective gear, the war horse sitting down suddenly stopped. The huge body trembled and then shook. The sad and neighing sound seemed like a heart-wrenching cry, which made people feel empathy, as if seeing the dead face of the god of death and seeing his soul leaving his body.

The Qizi guards exclaimed in horror and fought to the death, but their speed was slow, too slow.

A blood-stained lightning suddenly rushed into the air, and the two sharp claws were like invincible lightning, inserted into Qie Ge's thighs at an incredible speed. Qie Ge let out a painful roar, holding the spear in one hand, and drawing the sword in his right hand and slashing it. But it was slow, too slowly. Before his sword was drawn out, the snowstorm soared into the air. The sharp claws were covered with two pieces of flesh and blood, and instantly sank into the sand and dust.

The fire was hissing wildly, and the body was flying up in the sky. Galan was above it like a god of heaven. He raised his sword and thunder attacked.

The guards arrived, and the sword, spear, spear, spear, and spear came with a fierce roar.

The old wolves arrived, and the five long swords were neatly arranged, roaring, roaring, dancing afterimages, and building sword curtains.

Sand and dust flew, and a white-robed monk broke out into the air, jumped up from the running war horse, stepped on Chu Yue's horn, and raised his body again, and a three-foot thick knife emerged from the sky.

The fire fell to the ground, and the long sword slashed down, and Jialan let out a roar of thunder, "kill"

Qi Zige was furious and attacked his heart, widened his eyes, shouted wildly, and blocked the long spear in the air.

"Dang", the metal and iron roar, the long spear crashed and fell, the long sword continued to exert force, whistling down, chopping it hard on the horse's head, and blood burst out.

The war horse fell to the ground with a bang, and Qie Ge fell to the ground.

I don’t regret to kick the westward penis again, and my body leaped into the air three times, and my three-foot thick knife was raised high, like the Nine Heavens Kunpeng, and I hit it down with one blow.

Qi Zige was extremely frightened. At the moment of falling, he swept across the spear, intending to protect himself. Jialan's long sword was like a rainbow, and hit him again. With a "dang" sound, he immediately broke into two pieces.

Buxuan flashed and chopped off with one knife. Qi Zige screamed in pain, fell to the ground, and no longer heard.

Don’t regret standing upright and holding up the gilded protective gear high.

Blizzard suddenly rushed out of the sand and dust, holding a bloody head in his mouth, standing beside Buhui.

"Qibi Ge is dead, Mo Hedu Special Forces dies." The westbound shouted wildly, and the sound was as thunderous as thunder.

"Qibi Ge is dead." Jia Lan, Bu Yi, Chu Yue, Wei Fei, and Yang Hu shouted in unison, and the sound shook the battlefield.

Dead? Mo Hedu Special Forces died? The guards of Qibi looked at the gilded protective gear in Buhui's hand and the head in Blizzard's mouth. Their hearts stopped beating at this moment. Faith collapsed at this moment. Dead. Mo Hedu Special Forces died and was angry. The extreme anger. "Kill, kill" the guards cried out in grief and rush forward, and they wanted to steal the head and rob the body at all costs.

"Qibi Ge is dead" deafening roars rose one after another in the sand and dust. The Sui people cheered and cheered, the drum horns suddenly became dense, the morale suddenly increased, and the sound of killing soared into the sky.

"Kill" Galan exploded, the northwestern wolf broke out, and six long swords roared wildly, and flesh and blood flew everywhere.

"Kill" Su Hexiang was covered in blood and led Su's son to kill wildly, never stopping.

"Kill" Fu Duanyi is like a fierce beast, and he leads a group of wild wolves with red eyes, bites and attacks desperately with a desperate attempt to kill the wild wolf.

The Tieler people's battle flag fell, their morale collapsed, and their courage was lost. Finally, after the unreasonable Qiezi guards were cut down, Yuzhe rushed and fled.

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Buhui held the gilded protective gear and looked at the Bodhi Temple burning in the fire, and looked at the Gobi Deserts everywhere, with tears in his eyes and murmured the "Mahapra Nirvana Sutra".

Galan's breath was heavy, and he walked slowly with heavy steps. Blizzard followed him, his body stained with blood, his head raised high, and he looked around proudly.

Traveling west and Chu Yue supported each other, with blood stains on his armor and scars.

Buyi, Wei Fei, Yang Hu dragged his long sword, led the war horse, and walked out of the sand and dust staggeringly, exhausted.

Su Hexiang staggered with a spear and a few Su family subordinates.

Fu Duanyi, Yang Yuan, Xie Qing and others were still immersed in the excitement of defeating the powerful enemy, and rushed over with great strides.

"Senior Brother..." Jia Lan bowed guiltily and bowed to apologize.

I closed my eyes tightly, my face was like frost, as if I didn’t hear it, and I kept reciting scriptures.

Traveling west, Chu Yue stood beside Jialan and bowed to salute, "Senior Brother..."

Buhui slowly opened his eyes, looked at Chu Yue with a vicissitudes of face, and nodded to salute, "You are still alive, so you turn around and stare at the westward journey and questioned sternly, "Don't, I am not a senior brother, I am not as my junior brother."

He frowned slightly, and a hint of annoyance flashed across his eyebrows, but after hesitating for a moment, he lowered his head. The Bodhi Temple was burned. Beyond his expectations, the changes in the situation in Loulan were also beyond his expectations. This time, he made a mistake.

"Who brought Galan? Was it you?"

I was speechless when I went west. This time I went south to Qiemo, my most important purpose was to recall Galan, gather the old wolves together, and then kill back to Chang'an, and pay for their blood debts. I did not regret asking this question, and I was unable to defend myself.

"I regret my face turned pale, and pointed to the Bodhi Temple burning in the fire, and shouted angrily, "Bodhi is destroyed by you, and the Buddha will be wrathful with thunder, and you will fall into the Avici Hell after you die. Such sins will be hard to redeem even if you have your life."

"Senior brother, in this life, I will go back to Loulan and rebuild Bodhi." Xixing sneered, "Senior brother, don't have to be concerned about the **. In a hundred years, I may still climb the Fanma Sky."

Buhui was furious and smashed the gilded protective gear in his hand to the ground, making a move. Unexpectedly, at this moment, a groan of pain came from the ground. Everyone bowed their heads together, but saw the gilded protective gear hitting a corpse. After this blow, blood suddenly flowed out of the forehead, and a bloody head actually lifted up.

"Qibiege" Jialan exclaimed, "He is still alive?"

A few old wolves traveled west and looked at Buhui suddenly. Buhui sneered, kicked Qi Zhuge's head, and hit the ground with a "bang" sound, silent.

"Living is more useful than death." Buhui shook his sleeves hard, "Take up the wounded and set off immediately."

After saying that, he closed his eyes again and murmured to recite scriptures.

Jialan, Xixing and others looked at each other, exchanged glances quickly, and immediately dispersed, each with his men to clean the battlefield quickly.

Su Hexiang did not move, but instead walked a few steps closer, stood beside Buhui, took down the five-color golden green pattern protective gear, and shouted softly in a hoarse voice, "Senior Brother..."

Don't regret it, "Asu, this step will be a disaster."

Su Hexiang bit her lips, her beautiful eyes filled with tears.

"At the time, neither your father nor your two brothers, they dared to take this step." Buxuan glanced at her with love, "Galan is a devil, an Asura. If you listen to him and follow him, you will only fall into the Avici Hell."

"I'm really wrong?"

Buhui's fingers were at Bodhi Temple where he died in a heartache. "This great disaster caused by Shaman Galan was caused by his killing. The poor monk was reviving the dead in the Devil City. He was shocked to hear that Galan reappeared and returned day and night, but he was still one step later." Buhui sighed to the sky, "But this is only the beginning, and the more terrifying killing is still behind."

Su Hexiang gently wiped away her tears, "Senior Brother, then I did not take this wrong step."

"Time, fate, and luck." Buhui smiled and nodded, "Asu has grown up, he has grown up."

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The dusk was dark, and the sand and dust on the Gobi Desert roared. Bodhi Temple had turned into a ruin, leaving only a few wisps of black smoke.

Chirololier slowly walked on the Gobi Desert where corpses were everywhere. Around him, more than two hundred soldiers were searching for the bodies, looking for Chirololier.

The night was coming, and Rollier heard good news that the body of Mohedu was not found.

This news made him feel relieved. Qiege was not dead, he was still alive, and he was captured by Galan.

Rollier looked up at the distant sky in the twilight, and a cold smile appeared on his face.

Jialan, in the past you helped the Tielites defeat Khan Nijuechuluo. Today, do you still want to help us conquer Loulan?

"Sentence, chase after you overnight"

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