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Zhuge Wangye's body began to gradually become shriveled, as if he was dehydrated, but his eyes were very bright, as if he saw the white moonlight from the past!
In just a few breaths, King Zhuge became a dried corpse. Just after he fell, a person who looked exactly like him crawled out of the lake.

Immediately afterwards, King Zhuge continued to display his magical powers. Even if the strong men of the Qi family realm were not prepared and allowed his disease aura to sneak in, it was not so easy to influence the Qi family realm.

After King Zhuge died three times in a row, he clenched his fists and waved his arms excitedly!
"It's done!"

"Damn it, damn it!"

"The criminals who caused the riots should all die!"

Igorta's face was filled with anger and ferocity.

He didn't know who killed his son and who killed his nephew.

However, he knew that his son and nephew were all dead.

Anger can destroy reason. Under the influence of Zhuge Wangye's magical powers, Igorta was completely blinded by hatred. He put his son and nephew on the ground, slowly drew out his sword, and walked towards the place of riot in the distance.

"Igorta, calm down, calm down!"

Seeing Igorta walking towards the distant riot area with murderous intent, the Right Wise King immediately stepped forward and shouted angrily, hoping to calm Igorta down.

The sudden outbreak of unrest in the Yiqiu tribe was too strange. There must be someone secretly making trouble. If Igorta started a massacre at this time, it would bring disaster to the Yiqiu tribe.

The destructive power of a Qi family is too terrifying. If he is determined to massacre the people of the tribe, few people in the Yiqiu tribe can stop Igorta.

"Go away!"

Facing the dissuasion of the Right Wise King, Igorta swung his sword fiercely. His muscles swelled and bulged. With one swipe of the sword, the air around him seemed to be sucked away, and the space was distorted.

Igorta is the purest and most extreme physical cultivation.

Igorta's method of cultivation was inherited from the Talta family. It is rumored to be a body cultivation technique passed down by the gods of Yiqiu. It is completely different from the cultivation system of the various schools of thought in the current Imperial Shang Dynasty. Instead, it is the same as the cultivation system of the witch clan in ancient times.

The ultimate physical training, only strengthen the body!

No one dared to touch the edge of this sword. Even the Right Wise King could only dodge Igorta's angry sword.

He dodged the knife, but the Yiqiu people behind the Right Wise King suffered. Igorta slashed with his knife, creating a terrible wind that split the dozens of meters in front of him into two.

Among them are the Yiqiu people who are fighting!
"All the sinners deserve to die, deserve to die!"

Igorta fell into complete madness. He blamed the mob for the death of his son and nephew. He wanted to kill all the criminals to avenge his son and nephew!

"Everyone, listen to my command, stop the Zuo Xian Wang, stop him!"

"Come on, rush on!"

"Brothers, kill, kill, kill, don't let any one go!"

"Kill them, 33 groups, infantry and tanks work together, don't fight alone!"

"We have infantry, but where are the tanks? Where are the tanks?"

After running for more than ten kilometers, more than five hundred players finally arrived at the area where the people of the Yiqiu tribe lived. They looked at the flames rising into the sky and the messy camp, and they all shouted with excitement.

How to describe the level of chaos in the Yiqiu tribe camp?
It can be described by the scenes of GTA5.

The sound of killing, the sound of fire, the sound of calling for help, the sound of swords clashing
The area of ​​the Yiqiu tribe's camp was in complete chaos, but there were no Yiqiu tribe constables or troops to suppress it.

Although the players were very surprised, most of them rushed forward with boiling blood. When they saw the barbarians, they attacked them without saying a word!

"So lively?"

"It seems that I am not late!"

Just after more than 500 players rushed in from the northeast side of the Yiqu tribe camp, He Ao, who had exchanged five war horses on the south side of the Yiqu tribe camp, looked at the Yiqu tribe camp where flames were rising into the sky and cries of killing were heard everywhere, and suddenly snapped his fingers.

When other players committed suicide and were resurrected in the resurrection pool in the lake, He Ao rode on his warhorse, pulling his Mo Gong·Bee Swarm, and rushed towards the Yiqiu tribe camp.

He changed horses among five, and after three of them collapsed from exhaustion, he finally arrived at the battlefield in time.

"Such a lively battlefield, how can it be without me, He Ao!"

"Go, my darling!"

"It's time to let all the players see how powerful our Mo family is!"

Today's "Hundred Schools of Thought" has five schools of thought: Military, Confucianism, Taoism, Mohism and Agriculture. Among them, the combat effectiveness of the two schools of military and Confucianism has long been confirmed, and all players recognize that the combat effectiveness of these two schools is extremely powerful.

As for the Taoist school, judging from its magical powers and techniques, there is nothing that needs to be proven. The Taoist's combat power is absolutely the best among the best. Many players are already considering switching from Confucianism or other professions to Taoism.

Only the Agriculturalists and the Mohists have not yet demonstrated their combat effectiveness.

The Farmers are farmers, and this school is defined as not good at fighting. But in fact, the Farmers school is not really not good at fighting. It’s just that the current players of the Farmers school are low in strength, and their various magical powers are mainly based on planting and farming. When the players’ strength is improved, the Farmers school will also have magical powers with super destructive power.

As for Mohism
It is recognized that the profession is very strong in the late stage. Players are very fond of Mohist mechanical arts, but Mohist early stage...
Civil engineers, please find out!
As the first person to change his profession to Mohist, He Ao wanted to prove the Mohist school's reputation and show that the Mohist school students also have fighting power that is not inferior!

"on!"

As He Ao finished speaking, the spiritual energy infusion activated the spiritual array pattern of Mo Gong·Bee Swarm, and five hundred wooden birds slowly took off from a super large wooden box.
These wooden birds look rather bulky, like fat hens that have eaten too much, but they are quite agile when they fly. Not only do they fly very steadily, but they are also quite flexible, as if they were really birds flying in the sky.

The five hundred wooden birds are the result of all the hard work of He Ao over the past half month. During the past half month, He Ao has been working day and night to make beehives, and all his assets are here.

The wooden bird easily flew over the wooden railings and entered the Yiqiu tribe camp. As the actual operator of the wooden bird, He Ao rode his warhorse into the Yiqiu camp. However, when he entered, he was dumbfounded.

"Why is it so messy?"

"Can America's zero-dollar shopping be performed here?"

"What on earth happened? Why are barbarians fighting with barbarians?"

The degree of chaos inside the Yiqiu tribe camp was far beyond He Ao's imagination. After he rode his warhorse into the Yiqiu camp, he saw a barbarian from the Yiqiu tribe holding a scimitar, who had just walked out of a big tent. The barbarian's knife was covered in blood, and the other one was holding the stolen gold, silver and jewelry.

Not far away, a barbarian was beating another barbarian. The barbarian was cursing at the same time. Due to the loud shouting and screaming around, He Ao could not hear clearly what the barbarians were saying.

The degree of chaos within the Yiqiu tribe was far beyond He Ao's imagination. He Ao thought that after he entered with the five hundred wooden birds, they would be used up quickly and take the lives of the barbarians one by one.

But now it seems that he was overthinking it!
It seems that there is no need for Mo Gong·Bee Swarm to take away the lives of the barbarians one by one! "Two-legged sheep!"

"Hehehe, I only like to eat two-legged sheep, especially the two-legged sheep's women. The meat is tender and fragrant. Raping them first and then eating them is the most enjoyable thing in the world!"

The big man who robbed gold, silver and jewelry rushed forward with his knife without hesitation after seeing He Ao. He was influenced by Zhuge Wangye's magical powers and magnified the evil in his heart. No matter whether they were his own clansmen or people from the Imperial Shang Dynasty, he would chop them all down!

"You are just a mere student, and you dare to attack me?"

He Ao did not use Mo Gong·Bee Swarm. He held a ring-handled sword in his hand, and used his spiritual energy to create shadows on his hand.

Before He Ao switched to the Mohist school, he was a disciple of the Military School of Military Strategy. After switching to the Mohist school, he learned the general principles of Mohism and trained his palms, so his palms are now extremely flexible.

He could use a ring-handled sword in many different ways.

The enemy that rushed up was easily taken down by He Ao. After killing the barbarian, He Ao controlled five hundred Mogong bee swarms and looked towards the westernmost side of the Yiqiu tribe.

"It's obviously not worth wasting Mogong Swarm on them!"

The world reward points obtained by killing the people of the Barbarian Tribe and killing the soldiers of the Barbarian Tribe are different.

The points given to this group of people are obviously not as many as those given to the soldiers. He Ao set his sights on the military camp area on the west side of Yiqiu. He wanted to rely on Mo Gong Bee Swarm to gain more points.

"Let's go and fuck those Yiqu soldiers!"

He Ao acted decisively and decided to face the challenge and attack and kill the Yiqiu soldiers.

As for the people of the Yiqu tribe.
After Mogong·Swarm is used up, compete with other players for points.

"Chu Shuai!"

"Take care, Commander Chu, we will escort you here!"

"General Chu, please show us a way. We are a bunch of guys who are half buried in the ground. If we want to kill more barbarians, which barbarian tribe should we attack?"

In the vast desert, several veterans from the Qi family were waving goodbye to Chu Zhongxing.

These veterans from the Qi family were the only ones left in the Yancheng Town North Army. They were responsible for escorting Chu Zhongxing. Now that Chu Zhongxing had crossed the defense line of the Barbarian Alliance and was out of the sight of the barbarian pursuers, their mission was considered accomplished.

During this journey, they encountered seven waves of enemies while escorting Chu Zhongxing. Every time they encountered an enemy, the veterans of the Qi family joined forces to repel the enemy, otherwise Chu Zhongxing would definitely have died in the desert.

Now, their mission has been completed, but their desire to kill the enemies has just begun. When saying goodbye to Chu Zhongxing, they asked Chu Zhongxing to show them a way on how to kill more barbarians.

The veterans of Yancheng are not afraid of death, but fearless death is obviously unnecessary.

"Yiqu!"

"Right now, my soldiers are attacking the Yiqu tribe on a large scale, and the Yiqu tribe happens to be in turmoil. If you, the veterans of the Qi family realm, join the battlefield, you may be able to beat the Yiqu tribe to the point where they can't breathe!"

Chu Zhongxing was naturally very clear about the players' movements. After telling these old generals from the Qi family to go to Yiqu to kill the barbarians, Chu Zhongxing paused and said in a deep voice: "It is even possible that you may kill the Chanyu of the Yiqu tribe!"

"Yiqu?"

"Kill the Chanyu of Yiqu?"

"The Yiqiu tribe is good at raising horses, and they are all cavalry. If they are on the battlefield, they can make use of the advantages of cavalry, and cooperate with the magical powers of Yiqiu Chanyu, and we may not be able to touch them! But if they are in the camp of the Yiqiu tribe, the advantages of cavalry cannot be brought into play, and we can really kill a lot of Yiqiu barbarians!"

"The soldiers under Chu Shuai are attacking Yiqu on a large scale? The soldiers under Chu Shuai are indestructible. With them holding Yiqu's soldiers hostage, we can definitely inflict heavy damage on Yiqu!"

"Is there unrest in Yiqu? That's a good thing. God is helping me!"

Several veterans from the Qi family were talking to each other. As old rivals of the Eighteen Tribes of Northern Xinjiang, they knew the Eighteen Tribes of Northern Xinjiang very well.

If a riot broke out in Yiqiu, the soldiers under the Chu commander's command would use their immortal powers to distract Yiqiu's soldiers, and Yiqiu's cavalry would not be able to exert their own power.

Then, if these veteran generals from the Qi family realm join forces, it is really possible for them to kill the Chanyu of Yiqiu.

Even if we fail to kill them, we can still make a huge profit by severely damaging the Yiqu tribe and killing the left and right wise kings of the Yiqu tribe.

"In that case, I'll say goodbye to Chu Shuai again!"

"Take care, Mr. Chu!"

Several veterans from the Qi family waved to Chu Zhongxing and said goodbye. Looking at their backs in the distance, Chu Zhongxing sighed heavily, rode Guo Xiaoding's warhorse, and slowly headed south.

Although the Yiqiu tribe is in turmoil and the player is using all his strength to attack Yiqiu, it is still unknown whether several veteran generals of the Qi family realm can kill the Chanyu of Yiqiu.

The Yiqiu tribe is one of the eighteen tribes in the northern border. Although this tribe does not have a strong man at the level of governing a country, it has dozens of people at the level of Qijia. It is still very difficult for several old generals at the level of Qijia to kill the Yiqiu Chanyu.

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Chu Zhongxing slowly moved south. He had done his best. As for what happened next, it was beyond Chu Zhongxing's control.

As for the veteran general of Zhenbei Army in Yanzhen.

Dying on the battlefield is their final destination. Chu Zhongxing has already figured out that this group of veterans of the Zhenbei Army will not survive.

It would be better to let them do what they want in the last moments of their lives!

The night is very quiet.

The stars in the sky are very bright.

Chu Zhongxing, riding Guo Xiaoding's warhorse slowly heading south, looked very lonely and desolate.

He didn't know how many veterans of the Zhenbei Army could survive this battle.

Perhaps, this group of veterans of the Zhenbei Army will soon meet their final destination.

"Good luck to you, old generals!"

Chu Zhongxing silently saw off the old generals in his heart.

His seeing the old general off in advance was not an act of treason or disrespect.

On the contrary, Chu Zhongxing, this is a sign of respect for the old general! (End of this chapter)