With the sound of shouting to kill him getting closer, Han Derang looked up at the sky.

The bright red sky gradually returned to its normal color, and several flying swallows began to approach the sky above Zhuozhou carefully. The pungent bloody smell began to become thinner. As the city gate was opened by the Dagen army, the city protection ban lost its effect, and he had even begun to sense the power of the earth vein acupoint.

Next should be the Dagen army taking over the Earth Vein Acupoint in Zhuozhou and establishing a Dagen moat ban?

Han Derang turned around and looked northwest, with a smile on his lips.

"Yan Yan, the Great Demon Kingdom was defeated this time, and it was defeated so cleanly, with an army of ten thousand... I couldn't hold on for half a day before Da Gen's offensive.

It seems you are right. Da Gen has only been established for a hundred and sixty years. Although there were palace struggles and disasters caused Xiao Wall, it was the largest country in Xiazhou after all, and its national power was as strong as the Japanese side.

Perhaps for the North, there really is no need for war anymore, right?”

After defeat, Han Derang seemed to have no expression of depression, and his bright eyes were still clear and bright.

"Master Privy Councilor, our army has been defeated. Please leave Zhuozhou quickly!"

The two wolf masters of the Blood Wolf Legion and several centurions led a team of Northern Army to rush under the True Demon Altar. The wolf master, led, crossed his hands and performed a standard mushroom country etiquette.

"Now that Zhuozhou has been lost. If you have any more mistakes, we will not be able to explain to the queen..."

When he said this, the wolf lord was a little hesitant; who wouldn't know that the Privy Council envoy of the Southern Court and the current queen were childhood friends. If the Emperor hadn't made a move, Prime Minister Xiao would have no choice but to break the promise, I'm afraid the queen of the Great Demon Kingdom would have been Han Derang's wife.

But this Privy Councilor Han was taken away by his wife and could become the person most trusted by His Majesty the Demon Lord and the number one member of the troops in the South Courtyard under the Great Demon Kingdom, which is even more intriguing.

Anyway, in his eyes, Lord Han is the biggest figure besides His Majesty the Demon Kingdom's Demon Lord and Queen...

If Zhuozhou is lost, it is not afraid. The Great Demon Kingdom still has a million troops, and it will be able to be recaptured sooner or later. But if Lord Han makes a mistake, even if he has a few heads, he may not be enough to cut it!

"Da Gen breaks the city quickly. Now the three gates in the east, west and south have all fallen?"

Han Derang raised his right hand and looked at his nails carefully. He had not had a good rest these days and occasionally he would suffer from insomnia. There were a few vertical lines on his nails.

The leading wolf master was stunned when he heard this, and said with a bow: "Yes, so please leave quickly. I will be the only one who will be the one who will fight to the death to protect you!"

"Since three gates have been lost, what are you doing here? You should summon surviving soldiers as soon as possible to break through as soon as possible. Red Army, you should know that these good men are precious treasures of our northern country..."

Han Derang shook his collar and pointed to the towering true demon altar behind him: "This is my duty. Even if the city is broken, you must not abandon Zhuozhou, and you will not want to betray the Demon Lord altar and leave."

"Mr. Han! The Dagen will not let you go!"

The Red Army said anxiously: "In the battle of Gaoliang River, the Lord personally led the army to pursue the Southern Lord for thousands of miles. This hatred of the Southern People will never forget. Zhuozhou has been broken, and it will be useless for you to stay here. Can you still protect the Demon Lord's altar?"

"Even if it is useless, even if I can't protect the real demon altar, as long as I, Han Derang, still stand here, Zhuozhou will still be from the Great Demon Kingdom. The Red Army, there are some things you don't understand..."

Han Derang shook his head and said, "You guys go. If you have the chance to see the queen, tell her that I will do my best. Maybe this ending is the best ending."

"Mr. Han!"

"This is a military order, Chijun, are you going to disobey the military order? Is it because I, the Privy Council envoy of the South Court, can no longer control you?

Quickly summon the troops to break through from the northern city. No mistakes shall be made. Those who violate the order shall be killed!"

"Mr. Han...I'll wait...I'll say goodbye to you! I hope you will take care of yourself!"

......

Hu Yanqing rode his horse all the way, and he felt extremely happy.

He was the first person to enter Zhuozhou City. His first contribution to the Northern Aid Battle was Huyan. Moreover, this time he stepped onto the battlefield as an iron-blooded soldier, which showed his unparalleled loyalty and courage.

Since his grandfather Hu Yan Pixian, the Hu Yan family has not made such great achievements for many years? Hu Yanqing seemed to have seen his grandfather laugh happily, which led him to be the Qilin son of the Hu Yan family.

"I have today. As a thank you Lord Bao, it turns out that Lord Bao is a bad person and kind-hearted person. He is just intentionally fulfilling me. It's ridiculous that I didn't know before, and I blamed him in my heart..."

This time he made a military order and was also an iron-blooded soldier. He thought he was destined to die forever, but he just wanted to go to death and wrap his body. Even if he lost his life, he could not let the Huyan family underestimate him.

How could he have thought that Bao Zhi took action at a critical moment? It was a magical power. It not only eliminated all the negative effects of him as an iron-blooded man, saved his life and Wu Qianzi's life, but also allowed him to take this opportunity to realize the will of the military flag and actually break through at the last minute.

He was directly promoted from a third-grade martial artist to a second-grade martial arts master, and his true energy in his body was as dense as lead and mercury, and he turned into the true weapon of the martial artist.

Because of the understanding of the will of the military flag, under the mage's fighting spirit, five flags appeared above Hu Yanqing's head, each of which was as high as ten feet high, flying!

This is the unyielding war soul he obtained from being promoted to the second grade. From then on, the war soul is like a military flag that does not fall. The military flag does not fall, and the war soul is immortal!

Hu Yanqing roared and kept roaring, and the battle soul of the flag was like the great soul of a god-refining cultivator. Every time he floated in the air, he shook out the true energy of Wuruo. The arrows and arrows were slightly closer to him and were shattered. He killed the generals and seized the flag all the way, but there was no general under his command!

"Ha! Who is you? Your little grandfather Huyan is here, so he will tie him up without being held back, so when will he wait!"

Hu Yanqing led hundreds of elite soldiers to kill them all the way, and was the first to kill to the central area of ​​Zhuozhou City. After repelling several waves of demon troops who were fighting desperately, an altar with a black stone statue appeared in front of him, a hundred feet high and three hundred feet in radius, and a black stone statue stood in the middle.

This black stone statue is about ten feet tall. It looks like an old human in black robe. His eyes are inlaid with emeralds. The green light emits several feet of vision, which makes Hu Yanqing feel extremely uncomfortable.

A man stood under the statue, not wearing armor, wearing a dark purple brocade robe, with his hands behind his back, and was smiling at him.

It doesn't look like he is on the battlefield, but like a man who is having a spring outing.

"I am Han Derang, the Privy Councilor of the Southern Court of the North and is now still the remaining position in Zhuozhou. Seeing that you are holding a double whip and have a strong stance, I guess it is the young master Huyan who has turned into an iron-blooded soldier and broken our army's defense line, right?"

Han Derang bowed slightly: "Young master can survive the will of the Dagen military flag. It seems that there are other gains, which is really gratifying."

"You're Han Dejang?"

Hu Yanqing was stunned at first, and then laughed loudly: "Okay, okay, I should make another contribution today!"

As he said that, Li An flew up, and the two whips in his hand stirred up a sharp wind, causing millions of whip shadows, hitting Han Derang directly.

Five back-protecting flags on his head are waving and waving. With the blessing of the unyielding war soul, the Wu family's true energy is swept and sucked on all sides, which can hold the opponent and make him sit and wait for death.

With Hu Yanqing's current second-grade martial arts master's cultivation level, even if a first-grade cultivator enters the scope of his true energy, he will be greatly restricted.

This is the most terrifying thing about warriors. When Zhao Guangyi fought against the two true demons of Greedy Wolf and Mie Heng, he sucked the other side firmly a hundred feet beside him. All the magical powers were useless. In the end, the two true demons died and were seriously injured. Although the battle between Gao Lianghe was defeated by Da Gen, Zhao Guangyi actually won this battle.

"Is the war soul formed by the will of the military flag? No wonder the Red Army is not your opponent and cannot compete with you."

Han Derang smiled faintly and suddenly flew back.

It was clearly within the range of Hu Yanqing's true gang, but once he decided to retreat, he was as light as a fallen leaf, as if he was not bound by any constraints.

The formless magic skill is neither born nor destroyed, and the formless and inaction is not allowed to do anything. Han De let the magic skill operate and easily break through the influence of Hu Yanqing's true energy. The tip of the golden whip is at the tip of his nose, which is only a slight margin from him, but he cannot touch his hair and hair!

Hu Yanqing's eyes narrowed slightly, and his thoughts moved, and he saw flags breaking through the peaks!

'Wave!'

The trembling ripples overflowed from Han Delian's body, like ripples of water, and Han Delian was located in the center of the ripples.

The "wind" that was originally running freely beside him was disturbed, making him unable to be as calm as before.

Five huge flags suddenly fell from the air, setting the center of the four directions, resonating with each other, releasing Hu Yanqing's fierce fighting spirit.

The fighting spirit is like a knife, which makes the space where the two sides fight suddenly become a forest of swords and guns.

"Um?"

Han Derang was slightly stunned and suddenly laughed: "Sure enough, the fighting spirit of the military flag has become your fierce fighting soul. With this unyielding fighting soul, even if you don't become a Martial Saint in the future, the first-grade sect leader will be successful.

Such an opponent is interesting. It seems that I must be more serious?"

As he said that, he suddenly stood up with his feet, stopped taking a step back, raised his slender and white right hand and gently patted it down.

‘Dang!Dang!’

Although the two golden whips in Hu Yanqing's hand were not immortal weapons, they also used countless evil weapons and embryos. The top-grade magic weapon that took half a year to refine through the Weapons Department was Cen Xiuzhu.

The power of the Huyan family's whip technique is even greater. It is not an exaggeration to say that it can break mountains and split mountains.

Moreover, the gods and ghosts are unpredictable. The other party often only sees the shadow of the whip, and the heavenly spirit has been broken before it can even see where the golden whip is.

But Han Dejie hit the head of two golden whips one after another, making a sound of metal and iron clashing. Hu Yanqing even paused even more, feeling as if a mountain was hitting towards him. The golden whip in his hand couldn't stop trembling, and his hands almost burst into tears.

The back-back flags, which were originally divided into five directions, east, west, south, north and middle, also fluctuated violently, becoming illusory and unreal.

Hu Yanqing felt indescribable discomfort in his heart, and he felt that his true energy was actually not working.

"Mr. Huyan, how about you ate my palm?"

Han Derang smiled faintly: "The formless demon clutch, the formless and inaction, the right and evil can be caused by the severe cold and cold winter, or the spring breeze and rain. You can see clearly..."

His tone was very gentle, as if he was talking to an old lover or an old friend, and his movements were very casual. He carried his hands behind his back, and seemed to take a light step, but this half step had already reached Hu Yanqing.

The other hand gently raised it, like a spring willow brushing, and a hint of sky blue was faintly revealed between the fingers.

Hu Yanqing was stunned, as if he had seen the whole spring through the blue sky that slipped out between his fingers.

A warm spring.

Spring of all things reviving.

If I hadn't known that the person in front of me was a first-rank official of the Devil in the North and the Privy Council envoy of the South Court, Hu Yanqing would probably think that he was facing the messenger of spring.

He even felt a hint of warm wind.

The warm wind makes the tourists drunk and only regard Zhuozhou as Bianzhou!

In the face of severe winter, people will tightly cover their sleeves and collars, and will also pick up swords and guns to search for prey in the vast snow forest, because people know that the more they are in a harsh environment, the more they have to fight for survival.

But when facing spring, people will unbutton their sleeves and relax and sleep lazily, because spring sleeps without dawn, and spring dreams will be traced.

Who would raise his sword and gun to Miss Chun?

Hu Yanqing gasped desperately, trying to get rid of this strange feeling, but found that his body was so sluggish that even his own Wu Family True Gang began to gradually become out of control.

"Mr. Huyan, you should have no regrets to die in such a wonderful spring day?"
To be continued...