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Under the huge arrows, even a super-first-class master could not withstand the rain of thousands of arrows, and as the barbarian camp was ended, the barbarian army that was originally full of morale began to shake and rout.

Poof!

The sound of arrows entering the flesh was endless on the battlefield, and the elite cavalry of the barbarians beat their horses and turned back, and those soldiers were instantly hit by the seedlings, and they were poked into hedgehogs by arrows before they ran out a few hundred meters.

Hao Yan Wanliang can be called a generation of famous generals, not only has this profound martial arts cultivation, but also has considerable resourcefulness, commanding the army to divide the barbarian army into dozens of small pieces in a short period of time, and destroy them one by one.

Chongxiao's shouts of killing were transmitted for dozens of miles, and the civilians hiding in the villages and towns around the city trembled and showed their heads, not understanding who won and who lost the battle between the barbarians and the imperial dynasty?

The barbarian camp, the face of the Condor Lord Burning Yan was gloomy, almost dripping, and he ordered the gray devil war horse to set out, and within half a pillar of incense, Hao Yan Wanliang led the army to attack the camp at night.

If there is nothing behind this, he will not believe it if he is killed, but it is a pity that the army of tens of thousands is not something he can shake alone, not to mention that he still has to protect the saint Li Rongmei.

The powerhouses of the eight Baturu levels all returned, guarding the front of the saintess, and Hao Yan Wanliang didn't say a word, driving the black dragon horse to overlook the powerhouses of these barbarians, and the thousands of heavy cavalry spears behind him pointed forward, and the momentum soared into the sky.

"It's a good Hao Yan Wanliang, I didn't expect that the little Hao Yan tribe that betrayed the Qingban Country would appear as a hero of your class, but I was told to wait for it. ”

Burning Yan's eyelids twitched, and when he got closer, when he looked directly at Hao Yan, he suddenly saw that this prestigious Jiedu envoy was actually a super-first-class master at the same level as him.

"It's a big problem, if you want to leave today, it looks like you have to invite that adult. ”

Burning Yan sighed in his heart, he thought that so many changes had happened in the Yuantian Mansion City, which he thought was within reach, and even the Blazing Tiger Legion, the deepest predator that made the Great Qian Dynasty hidden, sent troops.

Hao Yan Jiedu held the reins in his hand, the pitch-black armor only leaked out of the scarred face, the blue-black eyes flashed with a faint essence, and the whole body vaguely revealed a majestic internal aura.

"The seventh great Si Long of the Grey Barbarian Tribe, no wonder he can be the Lord of the Condor Archery, this section envoy is very curious, why the dignified Baturu would be involved in such a boring thing as plundering the population. ”

In the face of Hao Yan Wanliang's questioning, the eight major Baturu were all breathless, and their eyes were a little unkind when they looked at Hao Yan Wanliang, if it weren't for the deterrence of tens of thousands of troops, they would even want to kill this Jiedu envoy.

The eight Baturu were born in the famous families of the gray barbarian clan, and all of them were first-class families, and they naturally felt superior to Hao Yan Wanliang, who was born at the bottom of the Qingbarian country.

What qualifications did a lowly slave-born barbarian have to dictate to them, and besides, they didn't think that they would become Hao Yan Wanliang's prisoners.

"Hmph! Hao Yan Wanliang, what qualifications do you have to know for a person like you who betrayed the barbarians, don't think that you can take down us by attacking the camp tonight, there is still an adult here to play. ”

Hao Yan's bright eyes shrank, and he could be called an adult by a first-class lord like Burning Yan, and only a high-ranking nobleman at the level of Belle Ye could be in the barbarian clan.

"Oh?" Hao Yan Wanliang became interested, Burning Yan was already a super-first-class powerhouse at the middle level of the Nine Ranks, if Baylor came to the border this time, there was no reason why this army was still controlled by a lord.

"I don't know which Baylor of the Grey Barbarians is here, but a certain family wants to see it. ”

Hao Yan waved his hand, and the eight-bull crossbowman in the back turned the disc, and the steel crossbow arrows the thickness of a baby's arm pointed directly at the strong man in Baturu in front of him.

Looking at the dark black iron arrow, Rao was a cultivator of burning flames, and his face shook, revealing a look of great fear.

Although the Eight Bull Crossbow is cumbersome, it can penetrate an inch thick of steel, which is beyond the human body's ability to compete, even the Grandmaster King is inexplicably afraid, not to mention these super-first-class powerhouses.

The barbarian camp was full of fire, only the death of the saint's tent was as quiet as death, and five eight-bull crossbows locked on these baturu, but whenever the other party rioted, it could be shot out in an instant.

The silence lasted for a long time, until a majestic voice mixed with three points of domineering spirit came out from the big tent, including Hao Yan Wanliang, who was all sideways.

I saw a middle-aged man wearing the robe of the Holy Maiden's personal guard walk out, and a pair of eagle-like eyes swept across the audience, and everyone's hearts trembled fiercely.

All the barbarian Baturu, including Burning Flame, knelt on one knee, looking at the barbarian powerhouse in front of them with some fanatism.

"See Dao Kyushu and Shuo Beile Ye!"

The person who came bowed slightly, and there was a slightly cramped saint Li Rongmei standing behind her, and her originally charming face looked quite embarrassed at the moment, she didn't expect that there would be Heshuo Baylor hidden in the personal guard army.

Hao Yan Wanliang on the black dragon horse couldn't help but retreat a few steps, and for the first time his face appeared shocked, as soon as the words 'Dao Kyushu' came out, as if an inexplicable fear emerged.

"You, I didn't expect it to be you, Dao Kyushu!"

The middle-aged man's eyelids twitched, and he looked at Hao Yanwanliang, with a coldness on the corner of his mouth:

"Why, I haven't seen you for seventeen years, can't you even recognize Ben Baylor, or have you forgotten the original fear?"

Hao Yan Wanliang gasped, he didn't expect that the Belle Lord in the mouth of the burning flame would be Dao Kyushu, the king who was called the two great heavenly arrogances of the gray barbarian clan twenty years ago.

Ten years ago, this person had swept away the young generation of dozens of tribes of the Gray Barbarian and the Qingbarian Country, and the King of the Qingbarian Country once said: This son will not fall, and there will be fifty percent hope of winning the invincible grand master in the future.

Ten years have passed, how profound this person's cultivation should be, with his strength in the ninth grade, he may not be his opponent at all.

Dao Jiuzhou pinned his hands behind his back, without the slightest hint of fear: "Get out of the way, don't let Ben Baylor make a move, otherwise, you dignitaries of Qingtan County will only die." ”

Hao Yanwanliang's face was gloomy as water, neither advancing nor retreating.

Maybe Dao Kyushu can't stop tens of thousands of troops, but if he really makes a move, no one in his army is his opponent, plus eight strong men at the Baturu level, even he may fall here.

Hao Yan's silence made the countless soldiers around him look at each other, what kind of existence is the other party, which can deter the commander who has already won the victory?

Unconsciously, dozens of lieutenants and officers surrounded the Holy Maiden's tent in the middle without a trace, and the blades of the blades reflected a cold glow, and the originally tense atmosphere seemed to smell of gunpowder.

"Oh, is this your choice?"

Dao Kyushu's gaze swept over the dozens of soldiers around him like a blade, a smile hung on the corner of his mouth, and a majestic aura of internal strength was released from his body.

Bang!

The strength was released, and dozens of lieutenants on war horses felt their bodies sink when they boarded, and the whole person seemed to be pressed into the water, making it difficult to breathe.

"This feeling, momentum, is actually momentum!" A partial general's face was hideous, and he instantly sensed that something was wrong, and while his heart trembled, he suddenly understood why the commander hesitated.

A strong person who can generate 'potential' is far beyond the scope of ordinary super-first-class powerhouses, they are terrifying monsters who have stepped into the realm of grandmaster kings with half a foot.

The inconspicuous barbarian guard in front of him turned out to be a top-level powerhouse who had stepped into the level of a tenth-grade quasi-grandmaster, a god of death who, in his heyday, could single-handedly kill thousands of regular troops!

Boom!

Dozens of generals couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva, their faces turned pale, the strength of these people was generally around the fifth or sixth grade, how could they not be frightened in the face of a tenth-grade powerhouse who could easily destroy them.

Even the war horse under the crotch sensed the danger by virtue of the wild nature of the animal, and forcibly moved back regardless of the owner's orders.

"Wait, Sho Belle you can leave, but the others can't. The imperial court sent the king of Xiaojun to supervise the war, if the envoy of this section let you go, then my Hao Yan family is bound to suffer monstrous anger. ”

Hao Yan Wanliang exhaled a breath of turbidity, and finally he decided to compromise, facing a barbarian Heshuo Belle and nearly ten Baturu-level powerhouses, it was obvious that he didn't have the confidence to challenge.

Dao Jiuzhou's originally clenched hand was released, and he looked at Hao Yan, who knew the current affairs, and his face softened.

"Not only Benbel, but all the officers above the centurion level of my barbarians, I will take them with me. No matter what reason you use to prevaricate, there is only one result, the Great Qian Dynasty is not allowed to capture any middle and high-ranking generals of our clan. ”

Hearing this, the faces of many generals of the Great Qianchao turned red, and even Hao Yan Wanliang was his forehead was beating with green tendons, and he couldn't help but want to explode.

If he allowed Dao Kyushu to take away the captive officers above the centurion, even if the battle was a big victory, the imperial military department would definitely hold him responsible.

There is no shortage of adult barbarian warriors, and if Dao Kyushu takes them away, a new army can be formed in a short period of time, and the overall loss is not large.

"To say yes or not to say yes..."

Dao Jiuzhou's face turned cold, but the smile in the depths of his eyes couldn't hide it, and he believed that Hao Yan Wanliang would eventually give in.

The cultivation of the tenth rank can be called invincible at the border, except for the background of each super sect, who can stop him, the strongest leader of the gray barbarian clan in the past!

Hao Yan Wanliang had never felt so aggrieved, and the anger in his heart was almost rushing out of his abdomen, but he was stubbornly suppressed by that bit of reason.

If he was a little irrational, Dao Kyushu would definitely kill himself and others in the shortest possible time, even if it was thousands of heavily armored cavalry on the periphery, they would not have time to rescue.

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