I am a soldier in the border army

Chapter 109 Yuanshen! (First update!)

The Wang Ting envoy's head flew up, his expression still arrogant.

Only when he hit the ground hard did he seem to wake up a little.

I am dead?
How dare he?
It's a pity that all this has nothing to do with him.

Seeing the disbelief in the eyes on that head, the leader of the Rashan Department was still angry and crushed it with one kick.

And his crazy behavior immediately caused the leaders of other tribes around him to look panicked.

"You are crazy! This is the royal envoy!"

As he said this, someone instantly pulled out the machete in his arms and pointed it at the commander of the Rashan Department.

"Killing an envoy without permission is a grave crime for the Yi people!"

"Get him! Otherwise, we will all be implicated!"

The leader of the Rashan tribe, who was being pointed at by many soldiers, suddenly laughed crazily.

"Haha! The Yi tribe? Our Lashan Department is gone! Gone! What a Yi tribe!"

There is no more ancestor who is at the peak of the Dharma Realm.

There is no longer a real person in the Yuanshen realm.

Even if the Rashan Division still has more than two thousand of their cavalry, what's the use!

Done!It's all over!

Even if they don't die here today.

After today, those tribes that were oppressed and enslaved by Rashan in the past will not let them go!

Unless they are willing to throw away the surname Rashan, throw away the centuries-old glory of the Rashan tribe, and become dogs for these big tribes around them!
Alas, this grassland is a man-eating grassland after all...

The leader of the Rashan Department smiled and suddenly took a step forward facing the blades.

"Come! Kill me!"

"Kill the remaining flames of our Rashan tribe! Take our heads and go beg for mercy in the royal city behind you!"

As he spoke, he taunted.

"See if the gate of Dragon City will be open to you! Invite you in!"

After saying this, the leaders of the large tribes who drew their swords at each other all looked stagnant.

At this moment, they finally remembered what the leader of the Rashan Department in front of them had said to the envoy.

'Did Wang Ting already know...that the Yong people were coming? '

The answer is self-evident.

They really know!

That's why the royal order was issued to draw men from each tribe!

Thinking back to the fact that Wang Ting has not allowed them to enter the city and concealed information from them...

When the leaders of the big tribes present thought of this, they all felt chills in their backs and sweat on their foreheads.

At this time, the leader of the Nala Shan Division looked at how everyone seemed to finally react and laughed again.

"Idiots! They are all fools who have been fooled!"

"I am! The Rashan tribe is! You are! The tribe behind you is too!"

"Wang Ting! He has never cared about the life and death of our tribes!"

"They only have eyes for themselves! We have all been fooled!"

"The ones who are being robbed today are our Rashan Department! It will be you guys later!"

"You will definitely encounter the same situation as our Rashan Department! You will definitely..."

As he spoke, the leader of the Nala Shan tribe directly swung the scimitar in his hand and cut off his own head in an instant.

Unexpectedly, he was so fierce that the leaders of the large tribes wanted to stop him, but it was already too late.

The moment the head flew up, the soul that had not yet been annihilated suddenly issued a final curse.

"There will be no humans and animals left, no chickens or dogs left..."

Looking at this scene in stunned silence, the leader of a large tribe said calmly.

"Why is this? Why is this!"

But in fact, they all knew that the moment this person swung his sword at the messenger, he was already dead.

He died, but the two thousand or so knights under his command still had a chance to survive.

Those tribesmen who followed Khan south would not be implicated.

Thinking of this, all the leaders of the large tribes present couldn't help but sigh in sorrow.

As for the curse the other party issued before he died.

In their opinion, it was not a curse at all, but a reminder!It's a wake-up call!

Remind them that in order to protect Dragon City, the nobles in the royal court did not hesitate to drain them of their own tribe.

Warn them that Wang Ting does not trust them and even doubts them.

If their tribe is like the Rashan tribe, their leaders will meet the same fate as him!

"That's all, let's properly resettle the people of the Rashan Tribe!"

Someone took the lead and spoke.

Soon, with a few words, everyone divided up the more than [-] horses of the Nala Shan tribe.

After doing all this, everyone suddenly fell silent.

They were originally planning to ask Wang Ting for an explanation and the truth, but at this moment, they suddenly felt that there was no point.

Because they already know the truth.

"How about... let's go!"

The tribe behind the leader who spoke is adjacent to the Rashan tribe.

The tragic end of the Rashan tribe made him worried about his tribe.

He was so anxious that he no longer wanted to stay under this dragon city for a moment!

After saying this, several commanders who were also quite close to the Rashan Department could not sit still.

He immediately stood up angrily and said.

"I think so! Since the royal court doesn't care about the life and death of our tribe, why should we sacrifice our lives for them!"

"That's right! Even if you don't leave! I will leave too!"

"The clan is so empty now. If the Yong people come to kill us, everything will be over!"

Hear these words of indignation.

The other commanders present were also chilled by Wang Ting's series of actions.

Then gradually the noise started to get louder, and everyone was mumbling.

Fuck Dragon City!

Never mind Wang Ting!

What the hell King Zuo Xian!
Since you are treating me like this, then I will give up my job!
Let's live in peace with each other!
"Break up!"

Upon hearing this shout from a certain commander, some of the large tribes present who were originally loyal to the Karasuma clan and Wang Ting sighed in their hearts.

People's hearts are scattered...

Just when they were ready to follow the crowd and disperse with everyone else.

Suddenly, someone in the distance was heard shouting in terror. "It's bad! The Yong people are coming to kill us!"

As soon as this shout came out, the originally chaotic scene suddenly became quiet.

The sound of gasping for air was clearly audible in this silent scene.

After a few breaths, no one needed to speak at all.

All the commanders instantly jumped up into the sky and looked into the distance.

When they saw the black figure in the vast expanse of white snow in the distance, they all looked horrified.

Yong...Yong people are really coming to kill!

And there are a lot of them!

It looks like at least two thousand riders!

The hundreds of riders who led the charge were frightened by the terrifying aura permeating the military formation.

Army power!

The legendary military power of the Yong people!

With a horrified look in his eyes, someone finally suppressed the fear in his heart and shouted loudly.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"

"Quick! Prepare the army! Prepare for war!"

……

Turn back the time to two days ago.

After the Rashan tribe was completely slaughtered, Han Shao and the others massacred two more Thousand Cavalry tribes one after another.

And now most of the Ten Thousand Cavalry!

Han Shao, who was still leading the charge, faced the barbarian Tianmen Grandmaster who rushed forward desperately, without any words, he just stabbed his head with a knife.

How can a monk who has just entered the Tianmen realm be able to withstand the violent swords and swords at the ninth level of the Tianmen realm?

In just an instant, the seemingly terrifying figure died on the spot.

"Sima Wudi!"

Listening to the sudden burst of cheers behind him, Han Shao remained expressionless.

The aura on his body was billowing like a tide again.

The mutated Zhen Gang Yuan Power exudes a terrifying high temperature, as if it is going to burn everything.

This forced Lu Yan and other soldiers, who had been following Han Shao closely, to take a few steps back.

To escape this rolling heat wave.

Only Gongsun Xinyi has been following him, carefully feeling the powerful aura of Han Shao who has completely perfected the Tianmen realm.

When the aura on Han Shao's body gradually calmed down, Gongsun Xinyi said softly.

"Congratulations."

Han Shao smiled and said, "It's not too late to congratulate you later..."

After speaking, he didn't wait for Gongsun Xinyi's reaction.

With a turn of his wrist, the large carved bow given to him by Gongsun Xinyi appeared.

At the moment when the bow was bent like a full moon, Han Shao looked at the void in front of him and sneered.

"Hide your head and show your tail!"

The voice did not fall.

Sure enough, he saw a strange wave suddenly rising in the void in the distance.

A figure covered in red light strode out.

Real person in the Yuanshen realm!
"What a good junior! A mere Tianmen realm arrow is pointing at the real person Yuanshen!"

"Who gave you the courage?"

The real barbarian spirit looked at Han Shao and sneered again and again.

He was startled just now when his tribe was raided by this small group of Yong cavalry.

So instead of showing up immediately, he chose to hide in the dark and observe secretly.

I felt relieved when I saw that there were only two Tianmen Realm Grandmasters among the 300 Yong cavalry.

However, out of caution, he still released a little breath, hoping to scare the other party away.

Let's talk about other things.

But he didn't expect that after he released that ray of breath, the other party was not only unafraid.

He even blatantly pointed his bow at himself!
Such a bold move almost made him laugh.

How foolish!
What about the Dzogchen in the Heavenly Gate Realm?
Today, I will let you, a junior, see what a huge chasm there is between the Heavenly Gate Realm and the Yuanshen Realm!
With this thought in mind, the barbarian Yuanshen Realm master took one step forward and then mercilessly turned his hands and suppressed them downwards.

In response, Han Shao, who had already bent his bow and gathered strength, had a sneer on his fair face under his visor.

Good wind relies on strength!

Send me to Qingyun!
"wind!"

Hearing Han Shao's short shout.

The three hundred soldiers behind him, who were not afraid even if they were real people in the Yuanshen realm, immediately responded.

"Wind! Wind! Gale!"

The roar shook the world.

The belief in invincibility turned into a powerful invisible force surrounding Han Shao.

Feeling the power of the nine golden crows in his soul, Han Shao, who had gathered to its peak, looked at the terrifying power of the soul that was pouring down, and the bow string in his hand suddenly loosened.

A word came out in a cold voice.

"punish!"

The next moment, an arrow filled with endless golden fire shot out.

Golden Wu Huahong!

This is the natal magical power of the ancient Golden Crow clan.

At this time, the arrow that was infused with the power of the nine Golden Crows seemed to be blessed with this magical power.

quick!Extremely fast beyond words!
So fast that no one even blinked.

The real Yuanshen who suddenly stepped out of the void had a blackened brain hole appear on his forehead.

No blood!

Don't hear the screams!

The overwhelming and terrifying pressure of the soul instantly disappeared without a trace.

All that is left is the body of the soul that keeps falling!
No one could have imagined that a real person, who was like a god in the eyes of mortals, would die so suddenly and silently.

It wasn't until they looked up and saw Han Shao's tall figure suddenly rising up to the sky that they suddenly burst into a fanatical roar.

"Sima Wudi!"

To this day, although this is the second time they have witnessed Han Shao's extraordinary act of killing a god with one arrow.

But it’s still shocking!
What shocked them even more was that Sima suddenly ascended to Jiutian at this time, and seemed to be on the verge of becoming a god!
They seem to be about to witness the birth of another miracle!

……

　There are two more!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)