More than a hundred horsemen circled around us, the armor on the horses and people shook "clattering", and pairs of exposed eyes were looking at us, full of curiosity and exploration.

After a while, more than a hundred riders stopped, their horses scratching the ground uneasily and snoring loudly.

One of the knights walked out slowly. This war horse was extremely tall. There was a knight in black armor immediately. The armor was excellent piercing armor. Even the dust-proof cloak on his body was a multi-layered silk cloak that could be used to reduce the damage of arrows. The color was more

The blood is even brighter.

This man was fully armed, holding a horse spear in his hand, with blood beads dripping from the spear head, a horizontal knife hanging from his waist, a throwing ax hanging from his breastplate, and a short sword hanging from his waistband.

The crossbow is almost armed to the teeth. As far as I know, this set of equipment is still expensive even now. It would not be possible to make even if it costs 100,000 yuan, let alone in ancient times when materials were scarce. In ancient times,

I'm afraid even ordinary generals would not dare to wear it like this.

This man came straight towards me. The war horse under his crotch held its head high, as if even a horse had a noble demeanor that looked down on the world. The pace was graceful and slow, so that it didn't look like a war horse, but more like a war horse.

It is a noble mount that has undergone strict selection and training. It is probably the legendary bloody horse that is nothing more than this style.

The war horse came to a stop at the edge of the mountain of corpses at my feet. Fortunately, there were countless corpses to step on my feet, which put me on a high ground.

The knight on the horse raised his head and glanced at me, and suddenly asked: "Did you kill these people?"

His accent is very strange, not his current accent.

This is a typical "Heluo sound".

In ancient times, many dynasties used "Heluoyin" as their official dialect.

Thanks to Zhao Yuanzhu, the royal princess of the Song Dynasty, I now have no problem mastering this ancient Mandarin. I looked at the knight in front of me with confusion. After a slight hesitation, I nodded.

"What a warrior!"

The knight raised his palm on his horse and said with a smile: "I heard my grandfather talk about a ruthless person who can kill one or two hundred people in one battle, but I have never seen him. Today is an eye-opener."

I was a little embarrassed by what he said. In fact, my master, Chang Yao, and Wushuang killed a lot of people. Wushuang definitely killed more than a hundred people. I just stayed here and used the flying talisman.

The opponent was knocked upside down by the technique, and the corpses were piled up together, so they seemed to be the most numerous.

After saying that, the knight raised his visor, revealing a young but weathered face with bright eyes. The most important thing is that this is a face that is very similar to ours, and the same as those blond and blue-eyed ones before.

You are completely different, with bright eyes. He looked me up and down, and said with a smile: "I think you look like a Tang Dynasty person, right? You are just an upright Tang Dynasty person. Why did you imitate those barbarians and give up the hair given by your parents?"

You shaved off your hair and insulted your ancestors in vain. If I hadn't seen you killing people like pigs and dogs with my own eyes today, just because of your broken hair, I would have regarded you as a barbarian and killed you with one knife.

, and, with your ability, why don’t you join the army? With your ability, it’s no problem to join the army and become a prince..."

Tang people...

Become a Marquis and pay homage to the Prime Minister...

These weird words made my head buzz...

Could it be that they...

I came up with a bold idea, which made my head go into chaos!

They are obviously alive!!

I have watched them many times with my energy and energy. They are full of life energy and blood, and they are definitely alive!!

How is this possible?

A sentence suddenly came to my mind - I wonder what era we are in now, but I don't know whether there was the Han Dynasty or the Wei and Jin Dynasties.

If you put it on them, it becomes... I don’t know about the Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing Dynasties, I only know about the Tang Dynasty!!

Since they are all living people, how could this situation happen!?

Unless, their ancestors have been living in the Elesun Ula Desert since the Tang Dynasty, passing it down from generation to generation, never leaving, and never having contact with the outside world...

But how is this possible?

The desert is only as big as a palm, and it is not an inaccessible place. Many cross-country competitions are held there.

In just such a place, there is not only a Cypriot tribe with tens of thousands of people, but also Han people who have lived there since the Tang Dynasty. These people have been passed down for thousands of years without being discovered by the outside world?

This is a fantasy!!

This guess is simply untenable, so it can only be...

But that idea is even more bizarre. It feels absurd when you think about it. It is much more absurd than them living in seclusion in the desert for generations without contact with the outside world and passing it down to this day!!

At this time, one of the many cavalrymen who surrounded us suddenly walked out. This horseman was dressed very similar to the young man in front of us. He also wore a cloak made of multiple layers of silk. The armor and weapons were similar to the young man in front of us.

Very similar, and suspected to be very close to this young man, this man walked straight towards Wushuang, raised the horse in his hand, pointed at Wushuang, and shouted: "Young man, show me your Mo Dao!"

Wushuang didn't like being pointed at with a weapon. When he saw this person pointing at him, he raised his eyebrows.

I knew that if I didn't say anything, Wushuang would kill this person in the next second, so I hurriedly said: "Wushuang, give him the Mo Dao!"

To be honest, I also want to see what kind of person this person is.

This is all so weird!

Although Wushuang was not angry, he was still willing to listen to my words. He snorted coldly and threw the Modao towards the man on the horse.

The Mo Dao weighing several dozen kilograms was thrown over. An ordinary man could not catch it. However, the knight caught it firmly with one hand and then examined the Mo Dao carefully.

This Mo Dao belonged to Li Siye. When Emperor Ming of the Tang Dynasty retreated to Shu, he specially sent this Mo Dao in order to win over Li Siye. There were inscriptions left by Emperor Ming of Tang on the Mo Dao, as well as some words carved on it by Li Siye later, as a tribute to Li Siye.

respond.

After the knight on the horse saw these inscriptions, a flash of horror flashed in his eyes. He hurriedly rode towards the young man and said in a voiceless voice: "Young Master, this is the old Duke's Mo Dao!!"

His tone was trembling.

The young man on the horse was startled, tilted his head and said, "Oh? Let's take a look!"

The knight immediately handed the Mo Dao over. After the young man took it, he was just like the knight. He took the lead in looking at the inscription on the Mo Dao. The more he looked at it, the more excited he became. Unknowingly, tears were streaming down his face.

He kept stroking Mo Dao with trembling hands and said in a voiceless voice: "Yes, yes, it's that knife. I heard my father say it many times, but I have never seen it before. I didn't expect to see it here..."

Young father-in-law...

Old Duke...

The words of these two people revealed too much information, and my face became even paler. I couldn't help but look at the young man and asked, "Who on earth are you?!"

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Chapter completed!