When the holy city that could not be attacked for a long time finally revealed a gap, the cavalrymen who had exhausted their patience in the day-to-day siege battle had blood red eyes and swarmed toward the city gate.

The whole city trembled in the sound of fighting against the sky.

In the violent wind and arrow rain, the armor long sword shone with a dignified cold light.

The tribal soldiers rushed into the holy city with howling wolves, and the city's defenders retreated steadily.

At this moment, a terrifying rumbling rumbling suddenly rolled, as if someone had tore open the night sky, dropped a thunderbolt, the ground shook the mountains, the boulders rolled down, the solid walls were shaking, and the feet quaked. The thunder roared and the flames burst.

Everyone was unstable, their hearts beating violently, their heads were dizzy, their ears were humming, and their bodies were trembling.

Someone screamed and fell off his horse.

The horses hissed and scrambled like flies without their heads. Countless people fell off their horses and were stepped on by crazy startled horses, splashing blood.

Loud noises followed by loud noises, landslides and ground cracks, houses, Buddhist temples, and earthen buildings on both sides of the long street collapsed, the walls of the street collapsed, flames billowed, dense smoke rolled up, and rubble splashed like a locust rain on the black crowd. , Countless people screamed and fell down.

The entire holy city instantly became a piece of Asura ghost mythical creatures, and like a brutal behemoth, it opened its mouth wide, waiting to swallow all enemies who dared to invade its people.

The heart-piercing howl floated outside the city, and the men who were watching the battle on the hillside were shocked and almost rolled off their horses. The mount squirted a few uncomfortable noses, and wanted to turn around.

The subordinates hurriedly calmed the mount who was frightened by the explosion, shouting: "Prince, there is an ambush in the city! Half of the holy city suddenly collapsed, and the vanguard was buried!"

In the distance, the holy city's flames soared into the sky, black smoke drifted away, and iron arrows flew randomly.

The fire was fierce, and in a blink of an eye it rose into a sea of ​​flames. The air was hot as if it was about to burn. Hundreds of knights hurriedly retreated, trying to escape from the only narrow exit. Hundreds of people collided together, trampled on each other, slayed, and fought. , The comrades who had just fought side by side, were blushing at this moment.

The general's roar was submerged by the deafening sound of collapse, and no one could hear his command. They were so gutted that they just wanted to leave the fire quickly.

The screams fluttered over the battlefield, and the fire illuminated half of the sky.

The light of the fire reflected on Haidu Aling's deeply contoured face. He looked at the direction of the holy city, his complexion as usual, and his eyes were colder than the night.

"I've guessed it would be like this a long time ago. Both Buddha and Li Yaoying are prudent people. Even if Bi Suo and other Wang Tings have different intentions, Li Yaoying has hundreds of trilogy protections, and Bi Suo won't succeed so easily... ours The strategy is too smooth, they are nothing more than tactics."

He smiled, "The city is completely helpless, Buddha and Li Yaoying are desperate, wanting to come and die together. They played such a big show, nothing more than to invite the king into the urn. They will do it, and I will do it! They will only open the city gate to us after they break the boat and sink the boat. chance."

The subordinates were frightened, steadied their minds, and said angrily: "Prince, I will call the soldiers in the end!"

Haidu Aling sneered and waved his hand: "It's no use. The chaos is like this. Which tribal soldier can fight the enemy in a strict and orderly manner? Who can listen to the command? The horses are all frightened. They are beasts and can understand. Your order?"

The suffocating heat wave rolled in, and the subordinates were sweating: "Prince, what should we do?"

Haidu Aling looked at the tongue of flames violently soaring with the violent wind, and the corners of his lips twitched: "They are well prepared and familiar with the alleys in the city, and all of them are not afraid of death."

His subordinates turned pale.

"Let the tribal soldiers rush ahead. Now that Fozi and Li Yaoying are so poor, they can only fight to the death. When they rush in, they will be buried under the gravel like those tribal soldiers. When Li Yaoying's thunder bombs are used up, we will Siege."

Haidu Aling was calm and honest, with an ironic smile on his lips.

Bei Rong cavalry is not good at siege warfare and street fighting, and Li Yaoying still has that kind of weapon that makes Bei Rong people frightened. , He will suffer heavy losses, and by then, the tribal soldiers loyal to the suzerain will swallow his remains, and it will be easy for him to lose his hand.

So he can't enter the city rashly.

Those tribe chiefs were short-sighted, greedy, and coveted the wealth of the royal court. They just wanted to lead troops to search the holy city as soon as possible. They didn't care about the others. When they saw the broken city, they rushed in, just in time for them to take the lead and consume Li Yaoying's A magical weird magic weapon.

"The ministries of the order, guard the east road Taniguchi. Fozi and Li Yaoying are likely to want to take advantage of the chaos to break through. As long as the royal court comes out of the city, they will shoot them immediately, not leaving one!"

Haidu Aling's voice was cold.

"Didn't they want to die together? This king will make them perfect!"

Buddha has nowhere to go, he will not be fooled at the cost of breaking the city to lure the enemy into deep. Now that the city is broken is a foregone conclusion. No matter what the Buddha has to do, as long as he doesn't move, the Buddha will either die in the city, or break through the siege with a little force left.

No matter what choice the Buddha makes, he has a way to deal with it.

Tonight, the Buddha will be defeated!

The fire temporarily retreated the Beirong coalition forces.

The soldiers screamed and fled out of the fire. Haidu Aling led a large army to line up outside the city, drew out the sword, and scanned around: "The holy city has been broken, these are just little tricks! Control horses! Line up! Wait for the fire. Retreat, everyone will rush to kill with me!"

He sounded like a bell, with a violent aura, as if he was not afraid of the loud noise in the city. The tribal soldiers rushing to find the backbone, calm down, and surrounded him one after another.

The queue had just returned to order, and a few panicked soldiers rushed out of the gap and shouted: "Buddha knows spells! Buddha is casting spells! Those who dare to attack the holy city will surely get retribution!"

The soldiers stood upright.

Haidu Aling was furious, rushed forward with a horse, chopped off a long knife, and several heads fell to the ground. Several headless bodies continued to run forward for a while, staggering and falling to the ground.

"Thammuruga is nothing more than a son born to a Han slave! Those who dare to disrupt the military will kill without mercy!"

Haidu Aling immediately turned his head and shouted.

The soldiers slapped a sharp spirit, lowered their heads, and did not dare to speak.

...

Sparks splashed and the night breeze was hot.

At the highest point of the holy city, Bi Suo watched the black horses lined up to guard all the intersections outside the city, frowning: "Haidu Aling did not take advantage of the chaos to attack the city. His main force was guarding outside the city, waiting for the day to dawn. , They will attack the city... Now that the gates of the holy city can't be blocked, we can only break through."

With their strength, breaking through is tantamount to death.

But if it doesn't break through, when Haidu Aling enters the city, everyone will have their heads down.

Bi Suo turned his head and held his fist towards Tamaraga, "The final will lead a person to break through, pretend to catch Princess Wen Zhao, draw Haidu Aling away, let him exchange Chima with me, and when he relaxes his vigilance, I take the opportunity Assassinate him!"

Tamara Gaya stood on the edge of the cliff, the wind blowing the cassock flying up and down, looking down at the Wang Temple at his feet, shook his head.

"It's too risky. The people of Haidu Aling will not venture in. If you lead an army out of the city, it is tantamount to hitting a rock with a pebbles."

Bi Suo clenched his fists and looked solemn.

Then they can only wait to die?

Tamaraga stood with his hands in his hands, raised his head, and looked at the western sky.

The night sky was dyed red by fire, with huge burning sounds, explosions, cracking sounds, and screams one after another. Iron arrows shot high into the sky, and when they fell into the market, the fireball burst, bringing a burning flame, like a fire dragon. dance.

At his feet, the monks had already directed the people in the city to hide in the temple. A few days ago, the Xizhou soldiers withdrew from the city head on the grounds of protecting Yaoying. They dug huge trenches and fire barriers around the temple to block the long street. To ensure that the fire will not burn into the Wang Temple, it can also stop the Beirong coalition forces.

Half of the city exploded into ruins in the ground they had buried. The flames burned and the smoke filled the city. The tribal soldiers who first entered the city were swallowed by the sea of ​​flames and collapsed rocks, and suffered heavy casualties.

However, the Haidu Aling Department did not lose any soldiers or generals, they guarded outside the city, waiting for the fire to recede.

The city gate has been broken, the enemy has failed to lure them, and all weapons are exhausted. They are the meat on the chopping board. The enemy's butcher knife will fall at any time, killing them mercilessly.

Life and death are just a matter of blinking an eye.

After so many days of desperate struggle, the people in the temple were already ready to die. They sat together with their relatives and friends, huddled together, and chanted and chanted quietly amidst the loud burning noise of the sky. Buddha name, telling relatives that they will be the farewell words of the family in the next life.

Sad and mournful cries filled the entire Wang Temple.

Tan Moroga turned around, looking at the steep stone steps between the cliffs, a slim figure with her back facing him, rushing between the cliffs.

Yaoying wears a uniform with silk ribbons on her head, leading the tribe to direct the people to hide.

The temple was crowded with people, every Buddhist temple and every grotto was full of people, the earth trembled, the smoke filled the temple, the pagoda stood silently, the glazed spire was illuminated by the fire, and the hanging bell was lingering.

In the shining red fire, Yaoying raised her head, met the staring gaze of Tamaraga, and smiled slightly.

The sky was full of flames and smoky. She described her embarrassed, sweaty head and a few black marks on the tip of her nose, but it was Yan Rushunhua.

Tamara Gya walked towards Yaoying, she stepped up the stairs, stepped up the cliff in a few steps, and pointed to the quietly towering stupa in the corner.

"Master, you took me here last time, took me to worship Buddha and prayed for me."

She said with a smile, in a brisk tone.

Just like that night with bright lights, he found that he had greed, anger, ignorance, and cut off all his desires in front of the Buddha.

She knew nothing, holding a lantern in her hand, and smiling while standing on the stone steps to talk to him.

Right now, life and death are at stake, her eyes are clear, and she smiled and said to him, Master, you brought me here.

She always remembered the little things between them.

Suddenly, all the things he had had since acquaintance rushed to his heart, with a majestic aura, all of a sudden poured into his mind, he indulged in it, a little bit of sinking.

Tan Moluoga stared at Yaoying, his heart turned overwhelming, the waves were surging, and he was silent. After a long time, he raised his hand and brushed the dust off her nose.

Yaoying smiled, wiped her face, took a lamp from the soldier, pulled his sleeve, and walked into the pagoda with him.

Since the siege of the city, all monks have been sent by Tamaraga to take care of the old, weak, women and children. The temple has not been cleaned for a long time, and the tower is dark and empty, empty and cold.

Yaoying put down the lamp, knelt down under the long case, folded her hands together, and read a few words silently.

Tamara Gha bowed her head and helped her tie her cloak.

"Mage." Yaoying was exhausted, she leaned back, leaning on Tamaraga's arm, and remembered the people who were crying and crying together just now, "You believe in the reincarnation of life and death. If there is an afterlife, what do you want to do? "

"Are you still a monk?"

Naughty can't conceal the deep tiredness in his voice.

Tan Moroga looked down at her, raised her hand, and let her rest on her chest. The sleeves of the monk's robe hung over her: "Where is the princess?"

Yaoying thought for a while, and said seriously: "It's better to be a person."

Tamara Gha was slightly startled, a slight smile appeared between Shenxiu's eyebrows and eyes.

Then he should be a man.

"Do you still want to know me?" Yaoying asked, covering her lips and yawning.

Tamara Gha put her arms around her, bowed her head, and kissed her on the top of her hair.

"think."

Yaoying shrank into his arms, closed her eyes, and when she was about to fall asleep, she whispered: "I want to too."

Tamaraga tightened his arms and hugged her tightly.

The afterlife is too far away, in this life, he will never let go.

The candlelight flickered, and the two cuddled quietly.

Outside the pagoda, raging fire raged wildly, dust and snowflakes after burning quietly drifted down, half of the sky was red as fire.

...

The rumbling explosion gradually subsided, the tongue of fire was like a wave, and the black smoke that rose up enveloped the entire holy city. The sky was dim, and there was only black smoke between the sky and the earth, and there was no glimmer of sky.

In the holy city, in the corners and lanes, the fire continued to burn. The market, residential buildings, and palaces were all razed to the ground. There were gravel and bricks everywhere, and underneath was a scorched corpse.

Under the leadership of Haidu Aling, the Northern Rong Army surrounded the city gate, and their cavalry was densely packed and fiercely killing.

While clearing the road, the wounded tribal soldiers cursed the royal court for insidious and cunning. He also cursed Haidu Aling for being cunning. Knowing that there was a fraud, they let them come to death. When the burning sound of thorns and lala sounded, everyone suddenly changed their colors and pointed. Fleeing around shouting.

Haidu Aling narrowed his eyes and raised his long knife: "The battle of the trapped beast, but so. Today is the time of the Buddha's death! Revenge for Wakhan Khan!"

The subordinates drew their swords and roared wildly.

A burst of furious roar rushed to the sky, as if it could overwhelm the world.

On the towering cliff, everyone listened to the roar from outside the city, enduring fatigue and hunger, and got up, waiting for the cruel enemy to rush up.

Yuanjue stood outside the pagoda and whispered: "Wang, princess...It's almost dawn, Haidu Aling is about to attack the city."

There was no sound inside, he walked a few steps in, his mouth opened, before making a sound, Tamaraga walked out of the gloom, with a calm face and solemn expression, and made a hissing gesture at him.

Yuanjue quickly closed his mouth and walked out of the pagoda behind him.

Tamaraga looked up at the sky and said softly: "She is asleep and won't wake up for a while, you stay here to guard her."

"Yes."

"If there is an accident, take her from the west."

Yuanjue's eyelids twitched, raised his head, and said in a daze, "Yes."

Tamaraga looked back, took a few deep glances at Yaoying who was sleeping, turned and left, stood on the cliff, took the pitch-black horn bow that Bi Suo handed over, stretched the bowstring, tight shoulders, and shot an arrow.

The arrow was powerful, and the iron arrow was as fast as electric light, whistling and breaking through the dense smoke, flying high into the sky.

The arrow tore through the black smoke, revealing a corner of the sky, and a ray of sky light poured down.

Haidu Aling outside the city raised his head, frowning at the looming arrow in the thick smoke.

There was black smoke in the four wilds, and it was strangely quiet, except for the sound of horses hissing and burning.

Suddenly, a buzzing sound like a torrential rain floated from the wind.

Haidu Aling's eyes widened suddenly, an unbelievable horror flashed across his face, and he turned his head back.

The buzzing stopped, and then, a series of frightening sounds of breaking through the sky sounded, and there was a faint flash of cold light in the diffuse black smoke, like the stars in the sand of the Ganges in the blue sky of summer night, and then, the cold light became brighter and brighter. , Getting closer and closer, like a meteor falling, covering the unsuspecting coalition cavalry.

Dense arrows obscured the sky.

Haidu Aling was sweating in cold sweat, suddenly lifted the reins, dialed the horse and turned around, leaned back, and shouted: "Hold your shield! Lying on your side!"

His voice was trembling rarely.

At the same time, tens of thousands of iron arrows flew up flat, and under the cover of black smoke, a huge black net was woven in the air, covering the entire battlefield. The body of a soldier of the North Rong coalition army.

There were screams everywhere.

Arrows rained down one after another, wave after wave, coming turbulently, unstoppable.

The tribal soldiers are not as equipped as the Northern Rong cavalry. In addition, after the fierce battle last night, the holy city has been breached. Many people took it lightly without a shield. Seeing the arrow fall, they were terrified. Once, nailed them to the snow fiercely.

The soldiers of the Northern Rong yelled in panic: "Buddha's bow|crossbow formation! Buddha's bow|crossbow formation!"

In the past, Wakhan Khan failed several sieges, and there were countless Bei Rong soldiers who died under the bow |

Haidu Aling's eyes widened, and he clenched the hilt: Impossible! When they attacked the city, their primary goal was to destroy the bow|ballista on the holy city, the bow|bowcar of the holy city was gone, even the city wall had fallen in half, and the soldiers defending the city were long gone. Traces, where's the bow|crossbow formation!

There was screaming in the billowing smoke, and another round of arrow rain. The iron arrows dashed through the black lines in the high air, crashing and falling, shooting through the soldier’s armor, breaking the wooden buckler, and hitting the horse. The horses neighed in pain, frightened and ran wildly, and threw the knight on the horse back severely. The battle formation was instantly disrupted, the soldiers trampled on each other, and the people turned their backs on their backs.

Haidu Aling avoided an iron arrow that rushed in the air, looked into the distance, and shocked all over her body.

The sky is still dark, the four fields are dark, the earth is shaking, heavy and neat horseshoes approaching in all directions, black lines composed of countless fierce figures fall one after another, like bloodthirsty behemoths, carrying The domineering aura that shattered everything, rushing from different directions like a tide.

The mountains and plains are full of people, and there are crowds everywhere.

They have different skin colors and faces, some of them have neat military appearances, some of them bury their heads and rush forward, some are dressed in black black armor, some wear bright silver armor, some have disheveled hair, a coat of animal skin, and some wear heavy ones. Some of the armors were a group of herders, those with knives, hammers, and spears. Everyone brought curved bows and rode and shoot while running.

The flags representing different tribes fluttered in the wind.

Behind them, on the continuous mountain peaks, a series of bows|ballistas were densely packed with flat hillsides, and arrows were like locusts.

"For the Buddha, kill!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

They shouted the name of Tamaraga, roaring in unison, the sound was like a mountain whistling a tsunami, mighty and terrifying murderousness filled the world.

At this time, as if in response to the shouts of the tribal warriors, there was a shout of killing in the city, and a strange, well-equipped team rushed out of the holy city and rushed towards the Northern Rong coalition forces.

The Northern Rong battle was silent, and the soldiers looked at Haidu Aling in panic.

Haidu Aling was soaked in sweat, he almost broke a tooth.

He has always been wary of the western army coming to help, and sent people to guard the pass to keep the western army firmly out of Shacheng. Every time Tamaragarh sent people to break through, he would flee to the east. He cut off this route, leaving Tamaragarh with nothing to do.

The pass is guarded by his people, and his people will send messages back to various places every day to deter reinforcements. He makes sure that he has no worries.

Moreover, he ordered his subordinates to shoot and kill all the faithful eagles flying out of the holy city, and it was impossible for Tamaraga to send a message!

But where did this powerful reinforcement come from? How did Tamaragarh communicate with the reinforcements and cooperate tacitly?

Could it be that the Buddha really knows how to use spells and can command tribes thousands of miles away in the air? !

Haidu Aling's eyes bulged, and her veins jumped wildly.

Whatever will be calculated, lead the snake out of the hole, catch the turtle in the urn... all are fake! Even defending the holy city is a fake!

The Buddha didn't hesitate to use himself as a bait, and the entire holy city as a bait, to defend the holy city hard, just to drag his 100,000 army and wait for reinforcements to come!

Last night, the Buddha lured the tribe soldiers into the city, not to make him fall victim, but to deliberately blow up the holy city, using riots, loud noises and heavy smoke to cover the reinforcements! Hold him, let those greedy tribal soldiers relax their vigilance, and create opportunities for reinforcements to get closer to the battlefield!

If he guessed correctly, the rear camp of the Northern Rong coalition forces must have been attacked by reinforcements, and the tribes that were greedy for life and fear of death might have surrendered long ago, so no one reported anything nearby in the past two days.

Anger, fear, horror, annoyance... Haidu Aling turned black with anger, raised the reins, made a decisive decision, and summoned his subordinates: "Don't panic! End the battle! Withdraw troops!"

His subordinates were shocked, rushed over, clasped his fists and said, "Prince, why are we retreating? We have not lost much, and we may not be able to fight with them!"

"Yes, the holy city has been breached. Let's rush into the city, looting, and capture Buddha and Princess Wen Zhao alive, and take Princess Buddha as hostage!"

There was a **** breath in Haidu Aling's throat, and he hissed: "I underestimated Tamara Gha. He didn't lose power completely. Look at the tribes, they all came for him... Long before the Buddha came back, They made a plan to encircle and suppress us. I can't defend them these days just to reduce my defenses. There is also a princess Wen Zhao. The concentration of the Western army to break through our defense line from the east is one of their strategies!"

"The holy city was blown up...Where did that team come from? Will they blow up the cliff and let the reinforcements in?"

A chill crawled all over his body, Haidu Aling didn't want to admit that he was defeated, but he had no choice.

The coalition forces are scattered in sand. The city has been besieged for a long time with frequent frictions, and the tribal soldiers are becoming less and less under his control. If Tamaragya had foreseen everything and arranged the organs, then the plan would be a certain day |

He must think of a countermeasure as soon as possible.

"Tam Moroga uses the holy city as bait. The picture is not just to understand the siege of the holy city. The gates are wide open and the walls are destroyed. He is not luring the enemy, but ruining our way! Let the reinforcements come in! If we hesitate, we may be encircled."

"They are going to take their mouths!" Haidu Aling made up his mind, "Withdraw!"

The subordinates looked at each other, followed behind him, and rode their horses to try to break through.

...

On the cliff, Tamaraga looked down on the battlefield, his eyes beckoning Bi Suo.

Bi Suo waved the flag. Under the blasted cliff in the north of the city, a team climbed up the towering cliff. Under the leadership of the Xizhou soldiers, through the long street full of traps, rushed out of the holy city and divided into two branches. The team stretched out along both sides of the gate, like a horizontal line.

Standing on a high cliff, Tamara Gaya can see the situation of most of the battlefield.

The reinforcements rushing all over the sky approached the North Rong coalition forces, and the defenders on the hillside kept dropping arrows, disrupting the coalition battlefield and blocking their way to withdraw their troops.

In the direction of the holy city, the horizontally spreading team gradually extended forward, approaching the Northern Rong coalition from the two wings.

Farther, within a few hundred miles, cavalry from different tribes were rushing to the holy city one after another. Teams formed an encirclement, calmly narrowing the encirclement, and slowly annihilating the coalition forces they encountered on the way. .

A big net has been opened many days ago, slowly advancing in from hundreds of miles away, like a high wall, to completely strangle the 100,000 army that Haidu Aling has worked hard to gather here. Within Zhang Dawang.

To calm the troubled times and let the people live and work in peace, this coalition must be defeated.

Tamara Ghath opened his long bow, the long sword was unsheathed, and he walked down the cliff.

The soldiers of the royal court stood up one by one, drew their long swords, and followed him, with fanatical and religious expressions.

...

When Yaoying woke up, there was a loud cry of killing outside the city.

Empty and covered with a thick felt blanket, she hurriedly rushed out of the pagoda and came to the cliff, looking into the distance.

Yuanjue followed her closely: "Princess, Wang led his troops to chase Haidu Aling, please rest assured."

Yaoying found the tall figure galloping on the battlefield and nodded.

Outside the holy city, banners all over the mountains were hunting and flying, and the tribes coming from different directions gradually closed the encirclement and blocked the coalition forces.

When Tamara Gha's figure appeared on the battlefield, a dazzling morning light pierced the black smoke, fell down, and hung over him.

Dressed in bright sunlight, he rode one person and one, galloping in front of the battle, with his monk robe flying, solemn, graceful, and solemn.

Everyone looked at him blankly, tears bursting with excitement.

A chief yelled: "Buddha is our king!"

"Our allegiance is not the royal court, but the Buddha!"

"Buddha is the king of all kings! It is our Juer Khan!"

A sour and spicy feeling rushed through her heart, Yaoying's eye sockets were slightly moist.

These tribes that had been blessed by the Tamaragarh, as well as the royal garrisons stationed in various places, all rushed over.

They came for Tamaraga.

Even if Tamaraga is not the queen's parent and child, even if he and Sultan Gu are the same person, there are still many people who truly respect and love him, and are willing to follow him and serve him.

Just like Prajna.

His efforts over the years have never been in vain.

With an exclamation in his ear, Yuanjue looked at the battlefield and said nervously: "Haidu Aling is too cunning! He is hiding behind the tribal soldiers... He is about to break through!"

Yaoying returned to her senses, her eyes circled, and the corner of her mouth twitched: "It's okay if Haidu Aling breaks through..."

This time, Haidu Aling had nowhere to escape.

...

Thousands of miles away, the suzerain country where Haidu Aling has taken refuge.

Yang Qian was standing on the head of the city, full of armor. He looked at the direction of the king's court and wiped the blood from the long knife.

With a radius of several hundred li, Samadhan had already surrendered to the feet of the Western Army, and all the remnants of Bei Rong who had fled here were captured.

Haidu Aling borrowed several affiliated tribes of his father-in-law, which happened to give the Western army a chance to attack.

Yang Qian returned the knife to its sheath and patted the hilt.

In this battle, on the order of Princess Wen Zhao, he ran for thousands of miles, defeating the suzerain state that supported Haidu Aling in one fell swoop, stunned dozens of neighboring states, large and small, by the way, completely opened up business, and all tribes came to surrender.

The Western Army established its prestige in World War I. From then on, no matter whether it is from the north, west or south, no force dared to provoke the western army, the western army can sit back and relax.

See who else dares to take in Haidu Aling!

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