Li Zejian's face suddenly darkened and hesitated, "There's something wrong."

"What's wrong?" asked Hei Xiaose.

"The Dacheng clan suddenly rose strongly, with the purpose of annexing all large and small tribes of the Sang Domain, unify the entire Sang Domain, and become the king of the Sang Domain. In theory, the Dacheng clan and Turhan should be deadly enemies. Why did they march towards the Zhaoyue clan at about the same time? If the people on the two sides meet together, they should not care about the Zhaoyue clan. They will fight themselves...unless Turhan and the Dacheng clan are in the same group..." Li Zejian analyzed.

"How is this possible? Turhan's wolfish ambition. Wu Rihan, the leader of the big clan, is not a good person. When they meet, they will inevitably be in the same situation as water and fire. In fact, this may not be a bad thing. If the two people and horses on both sides meet, they may bite the dog and don't care about the Zhaoyue clan." Hei Xiaose said.

Li Zejian shook his head and said, "Old Hei, things are not as simple as you think. If we didn't meet the old gu woman and the thousand-year-old monkey demon in Weicang City, then I must have a look at you. However, in this mulberry realm, the situation will be different. Everything must be the worst. Don't be lucky, otherwise we will die miserably."

"Watching the worst, we don't have to live anymore. Whether it is Turhan or the Urihan, we are not opponents on both sides. Their people are more than ten times that of the Zhaoyue clan, so we can only wait for death." Hei Xiaose said depressedly.

Li Zejian also sighed and said, "Now we can only take one step at a time. Waiting for Ge Yu to greet Yi Yang, there may be a glimmer of hope."

Everyone got together for a long time and didn't say anything.

In a blink of an eye, two more days later, Ge Yu still did not come back.

However, the Explosive Horses sent by the Zhaoyue Clan had already seen 10,000 cavalry from the Dacheng clan heading towards the Zhaoyue Clan at full speed.

These 10,000 cavalry were just the vanguard, and the large group of people from the Dacheng clan were still behind.

When the 10,000 cavalry of the Dacheng clan saw the Zhaoyue clan's horse exploration, they sent hundreds of vanguards to chase and kill the more than 30 Zhaoyue clan's horse exploration, who went to inquire about the news, only half of the rest of the people were chopped off by the Dacheng clan's people and hung their heads on the horse's back.

The Dacheng clan now has an unwritten rule that if you kill more than five people, you can be promoted to ten men, kill more than ten enemies at one time as centuries, and kill twenty men as thousand men, because those people from the Dacheng clan look like crazy and kill everyone when they see them. Sometimes even ordinary people of the Western Wilderness clans do not let go. After killing, they use their heads to fill in the numbers.

The great clan, who had never been enemies of others, suddenly turned into a group of hungry wolves, invincible and unyielding. Wherever they passed, there were sorrows everywhere and blood flowed into a river.

All the hundreds of tribes in the Western Desert that encountered resistance were almost wiped out and surrendered tribes became slaves to the great clan.

After hearing the news of the horse investigation, everyone's face changed drastically.

The girl Xilie looked at Hei Xiaose and others and said, "Brother Hei, otherwise you will surrender. The troops of the Dacheng clan are several times that of ours. If you don't surrender, once the city is broken, the soldiers and people in the city will be slaughtered. No matter what, I hope they can survive."

"What's the difference between living without dignity and dying? You are willing to all the people in the Zhaoyue tribe become slaves, like cattle and horses for people to drive them. If you want to kill them, you will kill them?" Hei Xiaose said angrily.

"But if this is not the case, what else can I do?" The girl Xilie's eyes suddenly turned red.

"Before your grandfather died, I asked me to take good care of you and the people of the Zhaoyue tribe. I agreed. Mi Xilie, as long as I, Hei Xiaose, will never let the people of the Dacheng clan or Turhan step into the Zhaoyue tribe step. Now hurry up and summon the warriors of the Zhaoyue tribe to defend the city, arrange everything, and be on guard. At that time, we brothers rushed forward, and we would die first if we were to die." Hei Xiaose said angrily.

"Brother Hei..." The girl Xilie wanted to say something else, but Hei Xiaose waved her hand and said, "Hurry and do what I said."

The girl Xilie finally obeyed Hei Xiaose's orders and let the soldiers be busy guarding the city.

Li Zejian sighed and said, "I originally thought that this time I came here was just a small fight and saved a few people. Now, I didn't expect that Lao Li would have to experience a war in the age of cold weapons in my lifetime. Everyone should be prepared to leave their lives here."

In the evening, the setting sun was as bloody.

Hei Xiaose, Zhong Jinliang, and Li Zejian appeared on the city wall of the Zhaoyue clan.

Next to him were the nervous girl Xilie and the shivering elders of the Zhaoyue clan.

Suddenly, a huge "rumbling" sound came from the front of the Zhaoyue clan, and I felt the entire city gate swaying slightly.

The sound was getting closer and closer, and it was the sound of thousands of horses galloping.

After hearing this movement, the soldiers on the Zhaoyue Clan's city wall were all frightened and sweated coldly on their foreheads. Only three people stood there silently, namely Hei Xiaose and the others.

In about one stick of incense, a large black and white light spot appeared directly in front of them. Under the sunset, it was approaching towards the Zhaoyue tribe with murderous aura.

As these people got closer, Hei Xiaose and the others could see clearly.

These people are from the Dacheng clan.

The people of the Dacheng clan were wearing silver armor and riding black war horses under them, rushing towards them like a tide.

The people behind cannot see the head at first sight, which makes people feel desperate.

The rumbling sound of horse hooves stirred up countless dust.

Soon, tens of thousands of cavalry from the Dacheng clan stopped at a place less than 300 meters away from the Zhaoyue clan.

Among them, a young general wearing silver armor and a red cloak rode a maroon-red war horse with a horn on his head and quickly came to the gate of the Zhaoyue tribe. He suddenly pulled out his sword and pointed at Hei Xiaose and others on the gate. He said arrogantly: "The people of the Zhaoyue tribe listened, please put down their weapons and surrendered from the city. If they resisted stubbornly, the entire Zhaoyue tribe would flow into a river of blood, and the armor would not be left..."
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