All the generals were shocked. Even the fierce generals who only knew how to fight knew that something was wrong. They quickly stopped Zhao Weihuang and tried their best to persuade him: "My lord, you must not do this!"
"Master, think twice!"
The generals were all at their wits' end, and finally managed to hold back the furious Zhao Weihuang. No matter what Zhao Weihuang did in the Western Continent, it was no big deal, but raising troops to cross the border and privately marching to Qinlu was tantamount to rebellion, even if the soldiers pointed at just a few
Not even an aristocratic family.
After his anger subsided, Zhao Weihuang also knew that this was not going to work, but he couldn't swallow it. He grabbed a piece of paper, wrote down several names, threw it to the generals, and shouted: "Go check! Get this
All the personnel, institutions, and properties of the family listed above in the Western Continent will be found out for me, and I will remove them all within seven days! I want them to be removed from the Western Continent!"
The generals looked at each other.
It is an unwritten unspoken rule among powerful families that bloody battles and grievances do not escape the Iron Curtain. It is also the general rule for similar actions in the past by the empire. Even the Qingyang Zhang family, the first powerful family in the empire, suffered such a big loss at the hands of the Song clan.
After swallowing this breath, even though Zhang Boqian was promoted to the fifth king of the empire, he did not use this as the cause of trouble.
Now Zhao Weihuang's actions are tantamount to blatantly breaking this unspoken rule. Once this case is started, subsequent disputes will inevitably continue and the consequences will be endless. But compared with raising troops to attack Qinlu, this is nothing. So everyone
The general received the order and went to work in a hurry.
After the generals dispersed, the anger on Zhao Weihuang's face subsided and turned into a gloomy one. He paced around the messy study room with his hands behind his hands. I believe that it won't be long before the movements of the Wolf Smoke Army will reach those people's ears.
, at least it can make them a little more cautious when they act.
"Imperial party!" Zhao Weihuang spat out these two words through his teeth, and the veins on the back of his hands were bulging, and he was extremely angry.
There are many upstarts in the imperial party. They started from the grass and are eager to achieve success. Their methods are often eclectic and extremely radical and ruthless. High-ranking officials should at least pay attention to their dignity and cherish their feathers. They rarely block the road and get things done.
However, the upstarts and their partisans are different. Most people only see the saying that wealth can be gained through danger.
As the bloody battle deepens, each family invests more and more children, and the Zhao family is no exception. Among Zhao Weihuang's four sons, except for the eldest Zhao Junsu, whose force power exceeds the limit, the other three are currently on the battlefield of the bloody battle. The second son, Zhao Junhong, has just been promoted to war general.
In less than a month, he hurriedly led the team into the Iron Curtain. Although Zhao Weihuang was furious, he was inevitably worried.
In the hinterland of the dark kingdom, in a complex area interspersed with mountains and rivers, fierce fighting has been going on for many days. Nearly twenty teams have gathered in this area, and the situation is extremely chaotic. The battle is not only between the dark race and the empire, but also within the two camps.
Civil wars would break out from time to time, and the level of cruelty would exceed the fighting between camps.
After several days of melee, the teams of multiple families and tribes of the dark race have initially formed an encirclement, guarding the key points of entry and exit on the periphery of the battlefield. Although the battle situation has been extremely unfavorable to the Dawn camp, to the surprise of the dark race, the empire
The civil war between the various teams became more and more intense, and it was obvious that real fire was being fought, and even the dark races were put aside.
In a secret cave in the middle of the mountain, more than a dozen Zhao clan soldiers were sitting or lying down, recuperating. Most of them were injured, and two of them were sleeping and motionless, not sure whether they were dead or alive.
The atmosphere in the cave is very depressing. Several Zhao clan soldiers are treating their wounds. Those with less serious injuries are seizing the time to meditate and practice. Others are maintaining their firearms. It seems that this unit has just gone through a hard battle, but the soldiers in the team are all
An elite who has fought a hundred battles, even if the situation is unfavorable, he still knows how to maintain his combat effectiveness.
A well-camouflaged soldier lurked outside the cave entrance, pointing his sniper rifle at the forest not far away. The sight of the scope was constantly wandering among the trees, river valleys, and mountains. He suddenly saw something unusual in the forest.
He immediately turned the gun.
Sure enough, a group of soldiers walked out from the sparse trees. When they saw the leader, the sniper on guard relaxed obviously and turned around and said: "The Fourth Young Master is back."
It was Zhao Jundu who walked out of the forest. After all, he had been involved in the war for some time, and his appearance now was very different from that at the beginning of the bloody battle. His black hair, which had always been taken care of by famous experts, was cut very short by a sword, making him look handsome.
His flawless face has two layers of heavy camouflage paint on it.
The robe on his body was in tatters, revealing the broken black armor underneath. There were obvious marks of swords and guns everywhere, as well as several unhealed wounds. A stream of blood was flowing out of the cuffs, winding down his arms and the back of his hands.
The blue sky in his hands was stained with blood.
If Zhao Jundu before the bloody battle had an unearthly coldness, then now that he has returned to the mortal world, he has the aura of killing and killing after hundreds of battles.
Only those eyes were as clear as ever.
Zhao Jundu was holding a human head in his left hand. The man's eyes were wide open, and his expression was frozen in a moment of extreme horror. There were occasionally a few drops of blood dripping from the broken neck. Behind Zhao Jundu, there were more than a dozen Zhao clan members.
The soldiers were all injured, and most of them were seriously injured. Two of them even had their arms and legs broken.
Zhao Jundu walked towards the cave, but he stopped before going very far and looked coldly ahead. Purple sky fire suddenly appeared in his deep eyes, and the muzzle of the blue sky was slightly raised, and the light of the Force began to flash.
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Right in front of Zhao Jundu, the scenery suddenly distorted, and a woman in plain clothes and wide sleeves appeared out of thin air. When her eyes slowly opened, there seemed to be a shock of lightning across the sky and the earth, and the mountains, rivers and land were illuminated in an instant.
The expressions of several experienced Zhao clan warriors suddenly changed. They had already recognized the identity of this woman!
That was the legendary woman, Bai Aotu, who was regarded as the hope for the revival of the White Clan and whose martial name spread throughout the empire.
She still clasped her hands in her sleeves, glanced at the head in Zhao Jundu's hand, frowned slightly, and asked, "Did you kill Bai Huiyu?"
Zhao Jundu said coldly: "That's right! A mere eleventh-level general dares to attack someone from the Zhao Clan. This is the way to die."
Bai Aotu's face remained indifferent, as if the dead eldest son of the third family was just an insignificant person, and he continued to ask: "What about the three teams of my Bai clan?"
"There are ninety-six people in total, and I have killed them all." Zhao Jundu said indifferently, and then said: "It's a pity that I didn't see that little bitch Bai Kongzhao, otherwise I would have killed them all, and it would have been a good thing to end the Heiliu City.
Things over there.”
Bai Aotu finally raised his eyes, stared at Zhao Jundu, and said in a cold voice, "Young Master Zhao has such a murderous aura."
Zhao Jundu pointed to the people behind him and said calmly: "There are nearly a hundred people in our Zhao clan's three teams, but only these few are left. If I were not murderous, not even these people would be left. Why, does Miss Bai have any objections?"
"
Bai Aotu's body was filled with cold air, and his murderous intention gradually became apparent, and he said slowly: "What if I do have objections to what I said?"
Zhao Jundu pointed to the sky with the blue sky in his hand, and said with a smile: "Under this iron curtain, what's the use of your objections? You don't dare to kill me, and you can't kill me!"
These words fully demonstrated the arrogance and domineering power of Zhao Jundu, the younger generation of the empire's greatest genius.
But after Bai Aotu heard this, he was not annoyed. Instead, he smiled faintly and said, "If I kill you, no matter what the reason is, the Zhao clan will mobilize all the elites of the clan to fight to the death with me, the Bai clan. But, this is not me.
Reason for not taking action now."
Without waiting for Zhao Jundu to speak, Bai Aotu continued: "Some people may accuse me out of righteousness. The dark race is facing a powerful enemy, why do we still sit back and watch and condone such internal strife? Isn't it true that relatives hate and enemies are happy?"
"But those people are just short-sighted people. They can't change the situation, so they turn to the word "morality". As long as they don't do what they want, they will accuse them without making any achievements. I don't think anyone should care about them.
Are these rats criticizing? Whoever dares to talk like this in front of me will be killed with one punch!"
"In my opinion, the bloody battle of the Iron Curtain is nothing more than a child's game. If you want to make the dark race crippled, killing a hundred so-called young geniuses is not realistic enough to kill a marquis. So in this Iron Curtain
No matter what happens, it will be insignificant and will not change the overall situation."
"Even if I, the White Lord, act improperly and cause losses to the empire. With me, Bai Aotu, I can naturally make up for it outside the Iron Curtain. There is no need to worry about this child's game."
"Baifen, I, Bai Bubu, am enough!"
These words undoubtedly revealed Bai Aotu's inner ambition. She actually wanted to follow Lin Xitang and Zhang Boqian's example and support a lifelong foundation with her own efforts.
Even if he is as arrogant as Zhao Jundu, he can't help but remain silent for a moment and look at the dialogue in a different light.
Bai Aobu took a deep look at Zhao Jundu and said: "I really don't dare to kill you now, not because I am afraid of Zhao Clan's revenge, but because you are well-deserved to be the number one in the younger generation of the empire. Now you are far from growing up."
, if you die in my hands, it will break my Taoist heart. When you are at the same level as me, that will be the time for a big battle. Zhao Jundu, don't let me wait too long."
Zhao Jundu suppressed his arrogance at this time, with a hint of respect in his eyes, but when he heard Bai Aotu's last words, he couldn't help but laugh, "Now I have cultivated the inner and outer to be transparent, round and flawless, the purple energy of the West is about to be completed, and the road leading directly to the divine general has been completed."
In front of me. If you and I are at the same level, how can you be my opponent?"
Bai Aotu smiled casually and said: "Then we have to fight before we talk. If we haven't fought, everything is fake."
"Okay, then we'll have a fight in the future. But what do we say now?"
Now that Bai Aotu appeared, it was obvious that he had come with a plan. He didn't even think about it at the moment and said: "The thing that everyone is fighting for in this area is in your hand, right? Give it to me, and then this matter will be over.
.From now on, under the Iron Curtain, no matter what others in the White House do, I will not interfere. But if they have not offended you, you should not intentionally kill them."
Zhao Jundu nodded and said: "Okay."
He casually threw Bai Huiyu's head on the ground and took out a strange crystal about the size of a thumb from his arms. It was very similar to the crystal in Qianye's hand that could generate the force of the void, but it was much smaller.
Zhao Jundu flicked his finger, and the crystal flew in front of Bai Aoyu. Bai Aoyu reached out to take it, looked at it carefully for a while, nodded and said: "It is indeed a void crystal, very good."
She put away the void crystal and turned around to leave. Every time she took a step, her figure would become blurry. After a few steps, the white bumps disappeared out of thin air.