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    The northern continent, the border of the Angsa region.  In the gloomy sky, the clouds are gathering rapidly, and even the most flying goshawk has disappeared.  The wind was strong, blowing through the rolling mountains and shaking the layers of lush forests.  The rustling sound all over the mountains and plains became louder and louder, gradually converging into a loud noise like a tsunami.  The low roar and purr of the wind filled my ears, and the sound of footsteps gradually became denser, shuttling through the forest and grass.  As we walked further, the smell of sweat and blood gradually became thicker, and in the grass beside the forest, groups of people gathered together appeared.  Several flags were stuck crookedly, spinning around the flagpole in the wind.  Sometimes they were curled up into a roll, sometimes stretched into a dirty and wrinkled side, covered with holes left by arrows and swords.  Ragged military uniforms, tattered armor, and dirty hair and beards.  They were all sitting or lying with dull eyes and numb expressions. Some were scratching lice on their bodies, some were picking at the blood blisters and mud on their feet, and some were simply lying motionless, as if they were smelly.  dead body.  In such a dense crowd, no one spoke.  Thinking of the retreat from Turtle City and the bloody battle last night, these people were still at a loss.  People kept coming from all directions.  A war horse galloped from a distance, leaping over the crowd and running towards the front.  Baschi¡¯s hair was still stuck to his forehead, the blood had dried up, and half of his ears were missing. He grinned and pulled the reins, parting the dense grass.  The crowd gradually became noisy. He looked up and saw that the clouds were very low, as if they were about to fall down and hit his scalp.  There was a roaring sound coming from a piece of grass in front of the forest.  "Damn it, you dare to steal my food, I will let you steal it. I will let you steal it!" When Basqi heard it, he knew it was the three leaders, and that guy became a maniac with abuse.  Every day he found trouble and beat the soldiers.  This defeated soldier was given only a little black bread and half a bowl of vegetable soup without oil star every day.  He ran away all the way, covering hundreds of miles in a few days, and how could he survive with only this little food.  He bit the bullet and slowly leaned over, and sure enough, he saw the tall and powerful three leaders from a distance, naked and covered in flesh.  He trampled a soldier with a yellow face and thin muscles.  He was strong, weighing two hundred kilograms, and you could hear the cracking of bones with every step.  The trampled soldier has long lost his humanity. His tongue is long and squeezed out of his mouth. Blood foam and food residue accumulate in the corner of his mouth, and his eyes are wide.  It couldn't die any more, and the beast still couldn't let go of its anger until it trampled the soldier's intestines out.  There was no one around him, no one dared to come near here.  Since the death of the big leader and the second leader, the third leader has become the supreme ruler of this exile army, and his tyranny has become increasingly unstoppable.  Someone, drag this dead dog out!  The thrumming voices of the three leaders were filled with anger, and they were obviously not satisfied.  He picked up his jersey, casually wiped the sweat on his body, and when he turned his head, he looked at Baschi who was riding towards him.  Then he strode over.  ??Bashi Qifei rolled off his horse and stood with his head bowed and hands solemn: Scout soldier Bas Qi has seen the three leaders.  The three leaders' ferocious and cruel eyes turned to his face with evil intentions, and they snorted heavily: "What's the matter?" Baschi felt like a lamb being stared at by a ferocious beast.  Mark 1 He said dryly: The Tiger Army seems to be chasing He knew that as soon as he said this, he would inevitably get beaten, so he slightly shrugged his shoulders and prepared for a beating: Before he finished speaking, only  There was a snap.  Then he felt a tearing pain in his cheek, and then a throbbing pain in his ear.  ?Baqi felt dizzy, unsteady on his feet, and fell heavily involuntarily. ?? **You fucking Tigers, come here.  Come on!  The three leaders were furious.  He put his foot on Baschi's back and fucked him back.  Hurry up, just like reporting a funeral, report it every day, report it, report it, hurry up!  Little bastard, are you fucking cursing me to death? Baschi said nothing and allowed the three leaders to beat him. He rolled himself into a ball with experience to protect his face and vital parts.  Since being driven out of Turtle City by the Tiger Army, they have been running away, intercepting, escaping, intercepting and killing This refugee army, which originally claimed to have an army of 100,000, now only has a few thousand people left.  The cruel three leaders were killed like sheep for several days and nights, and they had already fallen into madness. When they heard the words "Tiger Legion", they immediately went crazy  Severe pain passed through Baschi's body like an electric current, until he gradually became numb This time, was he really going to die He gritted his teeth, and the news he was about to say was swallowed back into his stomach  ¡­ ?Let's die together Let's die together The clouds suddenly shook, and a ray of sunlight fell through the clouds and fell on Baschi's gradually expanding brown pupils.  The wind howled more fiercely, like the heavy guttural sound of a beast aroused by the desire for flesh and blood even though it is quietly approaching its prey.  The wild grass in the semi-human highland trembled at the sound. They swayed their thin and helpless bodies involuntarily. Sometimes they fell to the ground in fear, and sometimes they bowed their backs timidly and nodded.  With a brushing sound, a flag poked out from the gray grass and danced wildly in the wind. On the flag, a tiger simply outlined with silver lines stared deeply into the distance, its fangs thick, as if it was about to fly from the flag at any time.  Pounce down Xiuluo hung his helmet on the saddle, and the silver sword personally gifted by His Majesty the King lay across the saddle. He let his brown curly hair hang loosely on his shoulders as he inspected the battlefield that had just been massacred.  The wind beneath the crotch moved four big hooves on the uneven ground. Mutilated corpses, damaged armor, dented shields, broken bows and arrows, blood-stained iron arrows, and spears were scattered on the ground.  The blood flowing on the tip of the corpse gradually condensed into small pools, and the horse's hooves fell on it, making a soft popping sound.  "Captain, this time we have wiped out the largest group of bandits. Our Yelang Kingdom can now rest easy on the border of the Western Region. Hehe, I don't know what reward His Majesty will give you this time." Shuluo's personal soldier Minato  Come up.  Roaring happily.  All the soldiers of the Tiger Legion shouted when they heard this.  Since Shuluo joined the Tiger Legion, he has been powerful in the border areas with the name of "The Beheader".  Quickly put down the chaos of the refugees.  And gradually cut off all the major forces near Yelang Kingdom one by one.  Still a minor, he has already become the top officer of this Yelang Ace Army.  He proved his ability with his bravery and intelligence, and gained the respect of this group of the most unruly soldiers.  Xiuluo smiled faintly and glanced at the dark forest in the distance.  His chest was filled with great pride. He still remembered what Yang Zheng told him before leaving, Xiuluo, the people in the northwest border are strong and fierce. It is up to you to pacify this most dangerous place in the northern continent. Don't let me down.  Now that the war has calmed down, the northwest is unified under the Yelang Kingdom.  Most of the tasks assigned by the general have been completed, and Taoyuan forces have successfully penetrated here. The next step is to form a final encirclement of the Holy Fire Cult with the three principalities on the south bank of the Niam River. The unification of the northern continent is just around the corner.  General, I will not let you down!  This city in the western region of Angesa is full of exotic customs. Compared with the big cities in the center of Angesa, Senxue City looks very small, and its architectural style is also very different. Those big cities located in the center of mainland power are generally megalithic buildings.  It is majestic and majestic, while Senxue City is truly small and exquisite, with pure enthusiasm and fully reflects the style of the border area.  On both sides of the street, there are many small stalls selling furs, weapons, and various daily necessities.  Enthusiastic residents of Senxue City sang and danced on the streets.  As if there was no one around.  "Compared with the Black Death that has been raging for more than a year, the people of Yelang Kingdom now feel like hell has entered heaven.  Since the Tiger Legion swept across the border and unified the Western Region with powerful force, the Taoyuan Chamber of Commerce has moved in.  It has brought many job opportunities to resettle the refugees.  Jinparan Sanctuary, another branch of Taoyuan, brought advanced medical technology.  It also gives people infected with the virus a place to go.  Although there is no way to completely cure the Black Death victims, the results of the Jinparan shelter are also remarkable. They used various measures to prevent the spread of the virus, gradually stabilized the panic of the people, and eliminated many hidden dangers.  The food and clothing of the people in the Western Regions are still rudimentary, but those who have gone through that terrible disaster only need food to eat, clothes to wear, and a comfortable life. For them, life now is too happy. ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????: Let the people see the benefits, and then the subsequent publicity of Jinparan¡¯s teachings can be smoothly promoted.  The border area is an area where the control of the Holy Fire Cult is relatively weak, and after experiencing the Black Death disaster, the influence of the Holy Fire Cult here is no longer as good as before.  Jinparan¡¯s faith must also take root here smoothly.  Once faith is regained, the civilization devastated by the virus can gradually regain its strength.  Shuluo disguised himself as an ordinary boy and walked on the road.  Crossing the middle street, turned a corner and entered the outer city.  This is where civilians live. Compared to the strict atmosphere of the inner city, Shuluo, who was born at the bottom, prefers the lively market atmosphere of the outer city.  People have long-lost simple smiles on their faces and are busy with their lives.It's simple, fulfilling, yet so hard-earned.  The tributaries of the Kesuer River are divided into two in the east of the city. One runs along the outside of Senxue City and bypasses the south of the city, while the other runs across Senxue City. At this time, on the pier, boats are standing next to each other, except for patrols.  Military boats, a small number of fishing boats, and most cargo ships are marked with the logo of the "Taoyuan" Chamber of Commerce, which is a large flat ring with an arch in the middle, shaped like an island hanging in the sea.  With Taoyuan¡¯s financial resources, it is not a waste of effort to resettle the refugees, not to mention the cheap labor and abundant resources in the Western Region. In just half a year, Taoyuan has monopolized most of the commercial transactions in the small country of Yelang.  Even the royal family¡¯s armaments were provided by Taoyuan.  In fact, with Taoyuan's combat power, it is not difficult to conquer Yelang, but Yang Zheng does not want to commit more crimes. He came to the Northern Continent to save the people, so he would rather use gentle methods to continuously infiltrate education.  I believe that with Shuluo¡¯s ability and Taoyuan¡¯s financial resources to support Jinparan¡¯s teachings, sooner or later the border will be firmly controlled.  Shuluo stood by the river and stared for a moment, enjoying the feeling of the warm sunlight pouring on his body. Even though he was decisive in killing and had a gloomy personality, he liked the sunshine. Maybe this was what he finally longed for, flying through the air.  There are thorn birds, and there are lively and distant singing sounds in the distance.  This is a city suitable for life, full of long-lost warmth.  After enjoying it quietly for a moment, he walked towards a cargo ship moored on the shore.  After entering the cargo ship, he pulled out a small iron plate and looked at the crewman who was dozing on the deck chair with a tired look on his face.  The man's gaze became solemn, and his confused eyes immediately became clear, and he led Shuluo towards the cabin. After a while, the boat slowly floated towards the center of the river.  Parked beside a huge ship, Shuluo stepped onto the ship.  Walking down to the second level of the cabin, he pushed open a small cabin in the innermost cabin. There were already several people wearing the clothes of ordinary people in the Yelang Kingdom waiting there. However, these people had slender hands and feet and sharp eyes, but they were not ordinary people.  As soon as Xiuluo came in, they saluted solemnly: "Sir." Xiuluo returned the salute, walked to a chair inside and sat down, glanced at them, and said in a solemn voice: "917, 996  , 1174, what happened, you summoned me in such a hurry. "These people are all members of the Taoyuan Shadow Force. The Shadow Force is Yang Zheng's most direct force, and a group of the best people are selected for training.  Possessing unique skills, they control the huge intelligence system of the northern and southern continents, are proficient in assassination, collect intelligence, and are loyal. They are a group of terrifying figures walking in the darkness.  They have no names, only code names. Like Shuluo, he was born in the shadow army. His previous code name was 9. After being sent to the border by Yang Zheng to perform tasks, his original name was restored. However, Yang Zheng did not let him leave the shadow army.  . ? 917, 996, and 1174 are responsible for assisting Shuluo in establishing an intelligence network in this area. They can be said to be Shuluo's eyes and ears.  However, unless something major happens, the three of them usually only contact Shuluo through message exchange, but this is the first time they have actively summoned him here.  917 glanced at 996 and 1174, took a step forward and said: "Sir, we have discovered some important information, which is related to the life and death of the adults and the turmoil of the national situation of Yelang Kingdom" Xiuluo's eyes narrowed, and he slowly bent his head.  :"you say¡­¡­"
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