The middle-aged man frowned slightly: "I can understand General Wanyan's situation, but now if General Wanyan sends troops, I cannot guarantee that the eighteen princes can give the general any support!"

Wanyan Lie raised his hand to stop the middle-aged man: "No need to say anything more. Even without the eighteen princes, I can face the Dali Dynasty alone!"

"If I hadn't agreed to your agreement before, then the general of the Three Thousand Days Angry Army would not have let them leave so easily!"

"This is the greatest face this general gives to the future Emperor Dali!"

"Besides, you are not sure whether Su Xiting can reach that position, right?"

"Otherwise, how could you come to cooperate with me!"

"Because we all know very well that even if Emperor Dali wants to spread the word in Suxiting, who would agree to the people in Dali court? This battle has long been inevitable!"

"Since that's the case, let me muddle this journey of water and make this war ahead of time!"

"Why!"

The middle-aged man stood up and sighed slightly, saying, "Since the general's intention has been decided, I will go back and report to the leader. Maybe the general's decision can give Emperor Dali a little warning and let him know who the future world should belong to!"

Wanyan Lie said in a deep voice: "I will only give you five days. If you cannot have an accurate reply within five days, then I will have to send troops on your own!"

"And please go back and tell Mr. Lu that if I, Wanyan Lie, send troops, it is absolutely impossible for me to take out the things I have captured!"

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, and then bowed with displeasure, "Goodbye!"

After the middle-aged man left, a confidant ran in with quick steps: "General, His Highness the Third Prince took the 10,000 wolf cavalry army to leave the barracks, saying that he wanted to personally capture the group of people who were in trouble in the Northern Desert!"

Wanyan Lie was not furious after hearing this, but just said calmly: "It's really hard for this third prince to be eager for quick success and instant benefits!"

After hearing this, my confidant asked, "What should I do?"

Wanyan Lie said slowly: "This group of people dared to cause trouble in the Northern Desert, and they must be eliminated!"

"To prevent accidents, you will bring another ten thousand wolf cavalry to follow the third prince in case of emergency!"

"yes!"

The confidant took the order and stepped back.

The wind roared like a knife on the northern desert, and the snowflakes never stopped swaying in the wind.

In the large tent of a sentry camp that was destroyed by the death row camp, three hundred death row prisoners returned, and were quietly watching Ao Bei enjoying the warmth of the bonfire in the camp.

The drop of golden blood was enough to allow Ao Bei to rest for several months before he could recover, so at this time his whole body was wrapped in thick velvet.

The body of a mortal is still too weak, Ao Bei thought.

"Battery Commander, the people from the Golden Tent Royal Court are about to be anxious. Should we continue to walk north next? Or withdraw?"

Chen Jiugong's fat head approached Ao Bei carefully, as if he had an instinctive fear of Ao Bei.

Even now he has thick skin and flesh.

But when facing Ao Bei's slap, the heart-wrenching pain seemed to be emitted from the inside.

Ao Bei threw a piece of wood into the fire appropriately, and the voice sounded: "The game has just begun, and your figures are destined to become a nightmare in the eyes of the Golden Entrance Imperial Court and even the entire border!"

"From this moment, the death camp has been renamed Demon Camp!"

"Huang Chao!"

Hearing Ao Bei call his name, Huang Chao's burly figure walked out of the death row prisoner and replied loudly: "Here!"

"The Demon Camp will fight, with the ghost-headed sword as the record and the spirit-slaughtering drum as the horn. From today on, you will be the drum master of the Demon Camp!"

As Ao Bei finished speaking, the character deep in Huang Chao's soul suddenly jumped, and the 72-Chapter Seventy-Two Spirit Drum's technique poured into his memory like a tide.

After obtaining the Seventy-Two Spirit Drums, Huang Chao seemed to break some shackles on his body, causing his entire temperament to change drastically.

At this moment, Huang Chao was filled with a sense of domineering domineeringness.

It is as motionless as a mountain, and it is even more like an insurmountable gap.

Standing in front of him, it is difficult for people to raise the courage to be enemies of him.

This is the aura that belongs to the devil alone.

The drop of golden blood changed the physique of these dead prisoners. The fusion of the will of gods and demons allowed these dead prisoners to grow from killing and gain powerful strength.

But to truly achieve gods and demons, one must break the shackles of turning from human sharpness into demons.

Only by breaking this shackle can we truly achieve the body of gods and demons and grow rapidly.

Three hundred death row prisoners, with three hundred wills of gods and demons, can all become gods and demons, but their paths are different.

This shackle can only be broken by themselves by themselves.

Huang Chao had accumulated enough power to break the shackles, and Ao Bei just pushed him.

Looking at Huang Chao, all the dead prisoners were filled with envy.

Especially for Chen Jiugong, the name of the Demon Camp's Drum Man is very frightening when he hears it.

Ao Bei suddenly stood up and said, "The next person to break the shackles is the deputy battalion commander of the Demon Battalion!"

"Anyone who becomes the deputy battalion commander of the Demon Battalion will be only under me, and can command 300 death row prisoners of the Demon Battalion!"

Now the entire Death Prisoners in the Demon Camp were in full swing. Didn’t Ao Bei tell them clearly that he was delegating power?

If anyone becomes the deputy battalion commander of the Demon Battalion, who is worthy of his name will be the second child.

Seven days later.

The third prince Tuoba Qianyu came to a camp again, and the scene he saw was no different from what he had seen in the past seven days.

Thousands of sentries, no living mouth, and people were piled up like mountains.

Tuoba Qianyu's face turned blue. Following the pace of the group of people, he was always one step behind, and he was only one step away from catching the group of people every time.

But this step made Tuoba Qianyu only collect the corpse every time.

However, after several days of tracking, Tuoba Qianyu basically grasped the information of the group of people.

They call themselves the Demon Camp.

Everyone in the camp was wearing black cloud fur robes, with five strands of hair and whipped, and wore ghosts on their waists.

Whenever there is a battle, there will be strange drum sounds as horns.

It seems to be telling the enemy that they are coming.

If such a group of arrogant people who trampled on the majestic imperial court of the Golden Tent could not be killed completely, Tuoba Qianyu would have no face to return to the military camp to report to Wanyan Lie.

After all, he went to fight without permission, just to show his abilities, how could he go back in shame?

Even during these seven days, Wanyan Lie had gathered a large army to declare war on the Dali Dynasty, Tuoba Qianyu still did not leave.

Still looking for traces of the demon camp in this frozen earth.

He will never give up until he finds these people.

"Your Highness the Third Prince, there is news that you have found traces of the Demon Camp in Fengdu Ridge!"

Tuoba Qianyu was happy on his face, and commanded the army and ran towards Fengduling.

Wanyan Lie's confidant was Yang Qiu. Looking at Tuoba Qianyu's back, Yang Qiu felt helpless.

The border war has begun. Not only can he not participate in the war, he also has to stay here to follow the third prince in circles.

But no matter how helpless he had to look forward to the third prince.

After waved his hand, Yang Qiu followed slowly with the wolf cavalry.

The demon camp was elusive, and Yang Qiu didn't expect the third prince to find them.

In Yang Qiu's opinion, Tuoba Qianyu has been leading the nose by the group of people from the demon camp.

But seeing Tuoba Qianyu's look like he would never give up, Yang Qiu was so tactful that he did not remind Tuoba Qianyu.

After a night of running around, Tuoba Qianyu finally arrived at Fengduling.

After arriving at Fengdu Ridge, as usual, he saw corpses all over the ground and piles of heads.

But before he could get angry, a dull drum sound came from afar.

It seemed that every knock made him feel inexplicably nervous.

However, Tuoba Qianyu was too excited at this moment, obviously not feeling the weirdness of the drum sound.

After searching for so long, this damn demon camp finally appeared.

After a while, a group of people as quiet as ghosts appeared in Tuoba Qianyu's eyes.

The characteristics of these people are too obvious, such as the spirit-slaughter drum, the ghost-headed knife, the black cloud robe, and the five-strand braid.

It's really them, the Devil Camp.

Tuoba Qianyu was so happy that he almost jumped up.

Faced with a total of ten thousand fully armed Wolf Cavalry, the three hundred death row prisoners in the Demon Camp seemed too trivial.

It can even be described as pitiful.

But the people from the Demon Camp did not escape, but were approaching Tuoba Qianyu.
To be continued...