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A group of Huns Soldiers, after changing into the uniform of the Eastern Hu Army, appeared in front of the old camp of the Beelzebub Tribe.

Crescent Bay was a lush grassland. Because it was shaped like a crescent moon, it became known as the crescent moon.

The leader of the garrison was the younger brother of Dulongqi. His name was Dulongying. He was also a valiant looking man.

"Dulongqi" shouted loudly, "Quickly open the gates to the stronghold, we are back!" The guard said, "The leader has returned." He quickly opened the camp door.

"The group of people entered the stronghold." "Where is my brother?" "Why didn't you come welcome him?" The guard said, "He has already been sent to inform the others."

Not long later, Du Long Ying appeared at the entrance of the camp and said, "It's big brother who has returned. Brother, why did you come back to the old camp instead of guarding by the sand bay? "

It's too bitter," said Dulongqi. "The water won't last long. I told Hasulah to stay in that dead place and come back and have a good time. " Dulongqi said, "That place is a place where birds don't lay eggs, making Big Brother hold his breath. "Let's enter the camp first. I'll drink a few cups with big brother.

"Dulongqi" replied, "No problem."

As the Huns neared, the eagles suddenly realized that something was wrong, "Big Brother, why have I never seen your subordinates before?" As soon as he finished speaking, he felt a strong surge of Qi locking him in place, rendering him unable to move. It was the Great Hercules, Jing Li, who had used his iron arms to encircle the eagle. Dulong Ying wanted to struggle, but how could he break free? "What do you mean, big brother?" Jing Li shouted, "I'll send you to meet your big brother!" He exerted force on his arm, and with a kacha sound, all of the bones in Longying's body exploded, and he immediately died. The guards knew that something was amiss, and they all rushed forward to take back the stronghold gate. Jing Li released a pair of large iron hammers that weighed over a hundred jin, as if he was crushing everything in his path, like a tornado or a tornado.

Hu Jia sounded, and Jin Muren led the charge, leading thousands of Iron Cavalry and dashing forward like arrows. The Eastern Hu soldiers did not know why the usually cowardly Huns suddenly appeared, but they were caught off guard. In a blink of an eye, Jin Mu Ren had already occupied the stronghold. "Kill!" Jin Muren shouted. The Huns were all valiant like tigers descending a mountain, killing all the Eastern Hu soldiers while rushing forward. Jing Li's pair of large iron hammers were like the impermanence of a man on a mission, killing everyone within the Eastern Hu camp.

The Dulong tribe, which had been utterly defeated, had suffered countless casualties. Their wails resounded through the skies. A team of defeated soldiers tried to escape through the side door. Just as he left the entrance, he heard a series of whooshing sounds. It was Zhang Liang who led the Hunters in an ambush. The Arrows s that were like raindrops forced the group of people back into the camp.

In the camp, the Huns Soldier shouted: "Those who want to die, put down your weapon and surrender quickly!"

When the Ares-class descended, they chased after the King Tribe. The fierce and fiendish Jing Li quickly defeated the Du Long Tribe. Those who resisted stubbornly went to report to Hades, and those who surrendered became prisoners. Zhang Liang's next goal was already the Fire Beacon Tower which was hundreds of miles away from the Red Mountain.

In order to deal with the dog, the Zhou royal family had laid out hundreds of miles of beacons at the border. As soon as he met an enemy, he would light a beacon. In the bright light of the candle, the next tower was set ablaze, and all the dukes came to the rescue. The King of Zhou once put on a farce of the princes of the Fire Beacon Festival. Although he got a smile from the beauty Bao Si, he was robbed and killed by the dog, which eventually caused the Zhou Dynasty to move to the capital or even fall and become a laughingstock for thousands of years.

Although there was such a joke on the tower, it was for the people of Eastern Hu to learn, especially to deal with the neighboring Huns and powerful Qin Dynasty.

The Great Hercules Jing Li picked up a wild wolf, disguised as a hunter and appeared in front of the tower. The guard asked, "Who?" Jing Li said, "I'm a hunter here, and I hunted a wolf. I wanted to exchange it for some money from the military lord."

He wore a vest made of animal skin, similar to a hunter's clothing. The guard didn't suspect him and asked, "How much money can you exchange for it?" Jingli said, "As long as Master Military is willing to give a few gifts, it'll be fine." The guard said, "Bring the wolf's corpse in."

Jing Li approached the fire beacon, and suddenly took out an iron hammer from under the wolf's corpse. He waved his hand, and the large iron hammer smashed towards the fire beacon. With a "hua la" sound, the tower collapsed like a pile of firewood.

Jing Li was so quick that he did not even have time to cover his ears. He followed the same pattern and used a large hammer to smash down one tower after another. The Chasing Sun King Tribe finally stealthily entered the Red Mountain without disturbing the Eastern Hu, attracting the enemy's attention.

During the time of the three kingdoms, Lu Meng crossed the river dressed up to pull out the many beacons set down by Guan Yu and easily occupied Jingzhou. It seemed that relying too much on this tower was always a mistake. King You was wrong about the kingdom, and Guan Yun died because of it.

The beautiful red mountain rose up from the ground on a gentle and peaceful hill. The whole mountain is entirely composed of ochre granite, with strange peaks and rocks everywhere, cliffs and towering mountains. Under the rays of the sun, the dark red mountain gave off a mysterious splendor. Halfway up the mountain, there was a sea of spruce trees. At the peak of the mountain, the five peaks were connected, and a mist was drifting about.

Beneath a canopy,, who was wearing a gold embroidered cloak, came up to him and laughed: "Mr Zifang, you have finally come as you promised." Zhang Liang, whose face was like the crown jade's, waved her fan and laughed: "Da Chanyu, you truly are bold. Rushing forward a thousand miles, you will definitely be able to fight against Eastern Hu." She then said boldly: "I wonder how Wangdi and Baoer are doing now, will they keep their agreement?"

Master of Eastern Hu, Wu Lijian, was an old man in his sixties.

He said he was old, but only on the surface. His head was bald, his teeth had fallen out, his skin was loose, and his fish eyes had shrunk to two thin lines.

His heart, however, was not old. Younger than a young man. In some ways, his demands were far superior to those of the young ones. The hair on his chest grew all the way down to his navel. As time went on, the physical needs did not diminish but instead increased. He would not sleep without two women sleeping with him every night. As for the two beautiful ladies, they became tools for him to vent his obscenity. He would not stop until morning when he turned and turned them crying.

He was quite ambitious. Under his thirty years of leadership, Eastern Hu had expanded from its original location in the Hulun Bell Grassland to now. His eyes were not limited to this, they had already aimed at that fertile grassland under the feet of the Huns' Yinshan.

On the border of the sand bay with the Huns, he had stationed over thirty thousand of the most vicious Duolong tribe in the Eastern Hu army there. His intention was definitely not as simple as that of the border garrison.

Sometimes, he would glance at the Central Plains' rich land. However, the three hundred thousand Qin Army and the strength of his neighbors had forced him to stop relying on them and instead only focus his attention on the weak Huns.

Although Eastern Hu originated from nomadic villages, in the eyes of the people of the Central Plains, they were still an uneducated race. But Wu Lijian learned the customs of the Central Plains from many places. Under his advocacy, the nomadic Eastern Hu, for generations, finally had its own capital — the Red Capital.

It was located at the foot of the Red Mountain, the divine mountain of Eastern Hu. The water source was abundant, and the grassland was lush. This was a bustling city in the Ruins. There were many stores and businesses. Every day, there would always be Qin Shang from the south who would bring out the specialties of the Central Plains: silk, silk, rice, white noodles, in exchange for the leather and clothing of cattle and sheep of the Eastern Hu. In this distant Ruins City, if you look for it carefully, you can also eat a bowl of authentic Central Plains Osmanthus Rice Wine.

In the center of the city stood a palace. Although it was not as luxurious as the Xianyang, it was still dazzling and magnificent.

That afternoon, Wu Lijian led a group of servants and appeared in front of a mansion in the east side of the city. This was a treasure house built according to the customs of the southerners. It was carved with fences and hung beams from the eaves. In front of the door, there was even a pair of stone lions, indicating the owner's identity as a person from the Central Plains.

The one who opened the door was an old servant, upon seeing Wu Lijian, he immediately said: "So it was Master who personally came, please welcome, this way." Wu Lijian waved his hand and said: "Don't disturb your master, I'll go in myself."

The group entered the main entrance and arrived at a large hall. At the fake mountain pavilion, there were strange flowers and herbs. It was a very elegant place!

There was an octagonal pavilion in the courtyard, and a person sat within the pavilion with his back facing the crowd. A graceful and luxurious gown wrapped around a thin body. His left hand was wrapped in a long sleeve, and his right hand that was like a vine was playing with something.

Wu Lijian coughed dryly, "Mr Langya, you're missing your wife and child again."

Mr Langya turned his face around, revealing a sinister and terrifying face.

What a terrifying face! His entire face seemed as if it was sliced off by a knife, and only a triangle was left. Whereas all his facial features were squeezed there, and the muscles on his face withered and distorted savagely. His eyes were sunken in, his skin was pale, and he looked like a mummy walking out of a tomb. "But instead of walking around at night, the mummy appeared in the clear sky.

The things he was playing with were clearly seen by everyone. It was a rattle used to coax infants.

An eerie voice came out from Mr Langya's throat, as though he had floated out from hell: "Master Wu Lijian, you're here."

Wu Lijian said respectfully, "This king has already done as mister has instructed. That rash kid actually managed to intimidate us with our Eastern Hu. "Not only did he offer up his beloved woman, he even ceded the Sand Bay to us."

Mr Langya's ghostly eyes flashed with a hint of astonishment: "Oh, such a rash child actually dared to kill his father. He was originally a violent person, how could he swallow this anger, and be willing to give up his woman and land?"

Wu Lijian said: "Yes, he even sent out the Princess Aoden to personally send off the bride, and also gave me a few carriages of gifts. In this way, there was no reason for Yours Truly to attack the Huns. Mr Langya, what other ideas do you have?

The Mr Langya pondered for a moment and said: "That sand bay is only a barren land. A woman was nothing in the eyes of a cruel and merciless fanatic like him. Our next request, must make his heart ache, only then can we force him to be unable to control himself. "

Wu Lijian said respectfully: "Please advise me, Sir."

The Mr Langya said: "First, we will sue him for five thousand war horses. If you agree, then we will sue him for ten thousand slaves to help us build our imperial city. If he agreed, so be it. If he did not agree, they would start a massacre. With this old man's help, we can definitely flatten the Yinshan and unify the grasslands. "

Wu Lijian was overjoyed: "Sir, you are indeed wise. If we make such a request, wouldn't we cut off the flesh and blood in our hearts?"

The Mr Langya said: "Tomorrow you will meet with the princess of the Huns. I will also go and see how the messenger of the Huns will deal with this."