"So many wolves?" Li Shimin was a little stunned. No wonder these wolves dared to attack the army. It turned out that there were more than tens of thousands of wild wolves here, and it seemed that there were hundreds of thousands.

Moreover, these wolves do not seem to be a group of wolves, but more like many wolves gathering around. Of course, this is nonsense. Such a huge wolves cannot be maintained at all, and no amount of prey can be distributed. So the wolves can only be hundreds or thousands at most.

"Who should be driven by it!" Li Shimin made a judgment in a short period of time.

"It was driven by the wizard of the Moji people," Wu Qiu's voice came from Li Shimin's neck. A blood-red bead as big as a goose egg flashed slightly again.

"The wizard of the Moji people? Shouldn't the Moji people be wiped out by Tiezhushi? Rumors Tiezhushi has deep hatred for drinking Moji people. His father died in battle at the hands of Tianming Khan. Not only did he die if he was defeated, he even threw the body to feed the wolf..." Li Shimin was a little confused. Everyone knew that the Moji people hated the most in his life. Otherwise, he would not have used such cruel means to deal with the Moji people!

"It must be the wizard and Tiezhushi who survived the Moji people hooked up together!" Wu Qiu said coldly: "It seems that Tiezhushi already knows that we are here."

"No way?" Li Shimin was a little stunned: "Can the two families cooperate with such a big hatred?"

"If this is not the case, how do you explain these wolves? Only these nomadic tribes worship the immortal world and worship all things with spirits. They even worship these wolf eagles and other things. Even the guardian god of the man who was in the past, the old demon of Yinshan, was a wolf god. But later the old demon of Yinshan was almost destroyed by the Taoist palace....Not good..." At this point, Wu Qiu changed his color.

"What's wrong, what's wrong? Master, don't scare me!" Li Shimin said. Since he met Wu Qiu, he has always seen Wu Qiu with a cold face all day long and no other emotions. It makes people wonder if he has any other emotions in this way. But now that Wu Qiu is showing emotions, Li Shimin is really even more frightened. Even a cold-faced person like Wu Qiu almost loses his face, and I don't know where something went wrong!

"Be careful of being fooled. It is definitely not possible for the wizard of Moji to mobilize so many wolves. It must be the old demon of Yinshan!" Wu Qiu said hurriedly.

"Didn't it mean that the old demon in Yinshan has been destroyed by the Taoist palace?" Li Shimin became more and more confused.

"I have seen the old demon of Yinshan in the underworld... Now is not the time to talk nonsense, so I quickly set it up. Unexpectedly, Meng Ren came out to make trouble, it seems that things are in trouble!" Wu Qiu said anxiously, but when he saw Li Shimin still looking old, he couldn't help but shout: "You should prepare quickly!"

Li Shimin's heart moved. He, a cheap master, has always been like everything is not tied to his worries, but why do people in Meng are so afraid? Even furious? Has he dealt with Meng people in his heyday?

Li Shimin knew the origin of some of his cheap masters. It is said that he was a casual cultivator whom the master of the country said to have been conquered in the underworld. He seemed to have lived for hundreds of years. He also knew that Wu Qiu understood the secret skills of military strategists. He seemed to have been a successor of military strategists before, but others knew nothing about Wu Qiu. But now, when Wu Qiu's performance is revealed, some clues are revealed...

"Master, the Mengren is no longer the Mengren you were in the past! You have been in the underworld for too long, and you may not know that when Emperor Liewu was the last tribe leader who had golden blood and could become the lord of Mengren, he was killed by Lingchi. None of the people in the tent left behind. The golden blood of Mengren no longer exists..."

"What?" Wu Qiuwei was surprised, and the blood beads kept flashing, showing how uneasy he was in: "The blood of gold actually broke off the inheritance, and the mistress was over..." There was even a sense of loss in his voice. It was like a person who had been thinking about the enemy here for the rest of his life, and you suddenly heard that he died of illness...

"Not only that, since the founding of the Great Purgatory Kingdom, until the dynasty, the implementation of a blockade against the Mongolian people has been a blockade. No iron tea is allowed to flow into the hands of the Mongolian people. As a result, when Emperor Liewu attacked the last great sweat with this golden blood, the Mongolian people were so poor that they had no use of iron pots, let alone weapons..."

Wu Qiu suddenly laughed: "Okay, okay. This world is indeed the most powerful. Even the Mongols who dominate the world have fallen to such a point." The imperial court naturally could not completely ban smuggling, but smuggling alone could not support so many Mongols. After hundreds of years of implementation, the Mongols were trapped in the Mongols and had no use of iron pots, and almost degenerated into their original form.

In this already known world, the Middle-earth dynasty is the only one who can be completely self-sufficient and does not require additional trade. No matter the other people are the Mongols, the Mojis, or anything else... they do not have this ability.

Especially nomadic people like the Mongren Moji people, in the words of the original world, the entire industry is too unbalanced, and only animal husbandry. Not to mention being self-sufficient, they cannot afford to support themselves. Once the edge is locked, as long as they strengthen defense, they cannot plunder things, and even less for them to trade, it will be more difficult for decades that the regimes of these nomadic people will collapse and return to their original form. If they persist for hundreds of years, they can almost defeat these nomadic people back to the primitive society... bows and arrows must be made with animal bones...

"Baopao..." A series of gunfire sounded, and a group of wolves who were restless and anxious and wanted to hit the guard wall were killed. The smell of blood was filled with the air, which made the wolves even more restless and even forgot their fear of people.

"The Meng people are already in a mess now. When the Moji people were strong, they attacked the Meng people several times, and they could not find the Meng people to come to the north..." Li Shimin had been hanging out in the army for many years. Although his position was low before, after all, he had a lot of knowledge that Wu Qiu, who had been in the underworld, did not know.

"Hahaha..." Wu Qiu laughed: "It's so good... This time I send troops, I will destroy the Meng people and taste the feeling of beating the dogs in the water!"

Li Shimin curled his lips, it seemed that his master must have suffered a great loss in the hands of the Mengren, otherwise he would not have performed like this. As a person of his generation, it is difficult for him to empathize with the power of the Mengren like the ones Fu Qingzhu at that time. It was simply an irresistible nightmare!

"Hu..." As if I heard Wu Qiu's words, a black whirlwind rose from the wolf pack and rushed straight into the sky: "So it's the Taoist of Xuehu, are you going to beat us, the mistress dog?"

Li Shimin was shocked, and the blood beads hanging on his neck flew out, turning into a Taoist in a blood-colored robe, which was Wu Qiu.

"Old demon in Yinshan, it's been a long time since we saw each other." Wu Qiu said lightly.

The old demon in Yinshan laughed: "It's been a long time since we've never seen each other. I didn't expect that we are old acquaintances in the underworld and we still have to deal with each other in the Yang world. You Xuehu Taoist people are many powerful people, so I'm still afraid of my ancestors. But now you are the only one, so how dare you go against me?"

"You three monarchs of the underworld who are in the same stinking smell are the only one left!" Wu Qiu said lightly. In his eyes, the tornado that was so evident that it was composed of endless evil spirits, even denser than bee swarms.

"It's enough to deal with you!" The old demon of Yinshan sneered, and the endless black air directly turned into a huge spear that stretched hundreds of miles, stabbing straight into the army.

Yinshan is a big mountain on the Mengren grassland. The mountain is towering, with ink-like color, majestic and pure black, so it is called Yinshan. It is the holy mountain in Mengren's mind. The old demon of Yinshan was originally the great god of Yinshan. He was the great god of Mengren. However, later he was sent by the Taoist Palace to break into the spiritual world and almost destroyed the old demon of Yinshan. The old demon of Yinshan hid in the underworld and became one of the three monarchs of the underworld.

Since ancient times, the mountain god has managed the underworld. The old demon of Yinshan is originally an ancient god in the underworld. With such an ancient origin, it has a shocking power with one move.

If it were ordinary, Wu Qiu would naturally not be able to handle it. But this was in the military camp, and he was not afraid: "Let you see my methods!"

Thunder beads shot over, each of which emitted a shocking explosion in the tornado spear. These thunder beads not only have the evil spirit of the blood lake, but also the iron-blooded evil spirit in the military camp. The two are mixed and powerful. Dozens of thunder beads exploded. Countless evil spirits were scattered by the explosion, and the spear head of the entire tornado spear that lasted hundreds of miles was also blown off.

However, this is just a drop in the tornado formed by the entire Yinshan Old Demon, but it slightly blocked the tornado.

The army immediately reacted, and the crossbows that were passed down from the secret techniques of military sacrificial arts were shot out. Each of these crossbows must be the size of a goose egg, about two meters long. The spells were carved and buried in the army to absorb the evil spirits of iron blood. The longer the time, the greater the power. Some military secret weapons that were sacrificed for hundreds or thousands of years made the gods all over the sky frown and avoid.

More than a dozen crossbows shot into the tornado of evil spirits. The iron-red light kept flashing, and it was shot for dozens of miles before it was exhausted and fell down. With this kind of blow, countless evil spirits were finished.

But these are really nothing for a tornado that lasts hundreds of miles. Wu Qiu had already predicted the consequences and just sneered, but said: "Although I don't know which casual cultivator invented it, it was carried forward in the hands of my military strategists. I heard that Tiezhushi was very contemptuous of the firearm, which was simply foolish..." Wu Qiu just said to Li Shimin, but Li Shimin had never seen such a scene. He was already sweating and panic. (To be continued. Please search for astronomy, the novel is better and faster!)
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