Lord of the Desert

Chapter 94
The sun shrinks into a dot on the horizon.

Eye-catching red.

The blood is hot, but it cannot wash away the coldness of the Gobi.

The cold wind rushed around the stone mountain, but it didn't seem to be full of fun, so it went to the knees and necklines of the soldiers to show off.

After two consecutive battles, the army formations up and down the hill seemed stiff and silent.

It was quite like a behemoth that had been bloodied.

Point to the audience, the elites of each family are lined up on both sides.

On the general stage, the Hong Zi battle flag danced wildly, like a chained raging wave.

Li Shenji and Hong Sheng took off their armor and sat on the chairs, and reported to the army doctor while dressing them up with medicine.

"Wu Dang Qi slightly injured five, broke one, and one is closing the gate of hell."

"Soldiers were injured 67, died 26, unable to fight any more."

Li Shenji took a few breaths, as if these two words were very hot.

"There are four or fifty down on the opposite side, there must be fifty, and I will kill one of the penetrating realm..."

As he spoke, he looked at Hong Sheng, who made a two-character gesture.

"That's three penetrations."

Li Shenji nodded, his expression relaxed a little.

In the past two years, the Huaiyang country in the south has not been peaceful, and there are many refugees.

As long as Wudangqi's muscles and bones are not injured, the lost family soldiers can be easily replenished.

"Hai Haifei must have been on medication just now, either Hei Yasha or Ghost King."

He regained his composure and continued to say - Black Yaksha can temporarily suppress fear and pain at the cost of losing his lifespan.

"Those elite soldiers in full body armor didn't know how to retreat when their arms were broken. Several of them bled to death."

"The big sun knife wheel is not there, but the seven-step killing star and the four-armed Yasha are on it, leading a team of piercing arrows."

"But their bows are not very good, their speed and strength are mediocre, and they can't break armor."

While Li Shenji was talking, the cut wound on his back was suddenly tightened by the doctor, and he couldn't continue.

"And Lei Zhenzi."

Hong Sheng added.

He has seen this thing many times in Jin Hai's previous city defense battles - as a contraband, the level of restriction is higher than that of iron armor.

"But they definitely don't have much in stock, otherwise they wouldn't have used one until the end."

"Hmph, what Qizuojian made was used by Sand Bandits against us..."

Hong Sheng said indignantly, and cast his gaze towards Hongduo Mountain.

Within a day, the bandits were kicking the corpses of both sides down the steep slope, simply clearing the position and recovering the arrows.

This also means that the bloody battle just now did not achieve any strategic and tactical goals except for consuming arrows and stones.

There was a moment of silence on the stage.

Hong Sheng and Li Shenji were injured and exhausted.

Chi Liangbi sat upright, his eyes locked on the top of the mountain, like a stone sculpture.

The second master of the Cui family clenched and loosened his fist, he hesitated to speak several times.

At this time, Li Shenji got up and left his seat.

"Hong Shibo, the sand bandits take advantage of the natural dangers to defend them, and wait for work with ease, and there is still room for strength."

"If we insist on attacking, regardless of the outcome, the casualties will be heavy."

With a sigh, he bowed his hands heavily at Hong Jian.

"To break this second hurdle, I still need to ask Shibo to do it himself!"

As soon as these words came out, Chi Liangbi and Cui Jiashu's faces instantly became vivid, obviously what Li Shenji said was exactly what they thought.

In terms of cultivation, Hong Sheng is the strongest among the four members of the Allied Forces in Hunran Realm, followed by Chi Jialaowu, Cui Erzhi and Ermai, and Zi is the last.

In terms of military strength, the 150 soldiers assembled by the second- and third-tier families are far inferior to the well-trained and well-trained Li family.

Since even the combination of Hong Sheng and Li Shenji was defeated, even if Cui Er led the people up, it would be in vain.

But innate masters are different.

Although Hong Jian hadn't made a move for a long time after he wiped out the Snakeman, his innate four-in-one cultivation has long been known to everyone.

No matter how steep the skyline of Hongduo Mountain is, it will not slow down his pace.

"The power of the air environment is not comparable to that of the strength environment."

"With Sir Sir, it's a big deal."

"In front of Xiantian Huo Dao, all giant shields and heavy armor have to be swept away!"

For a while, there was a lot of discussion around Dianjiangtai.

However, Hong Fan felt that things were not that simple.

In an instant, many pictures flashed through his mind.

Hong Jian's reclusive life and moody complexion, the strong smell of medicine in his study, Li Heming's grief-stricken vomiting of blood, and Li Shenji's initiative to invite Ying.

And most importantly, the two mysterious masters who mingled in Wudangqi and plotted against him...

Hong Fan couldn't guess what these people wanted to do.

But he was more than willing to let them fail.

Standing on the stage, Hong Jian slightly nodded to Li Shenji, leaned on his sword and got up.

"In that case..."

He looked at the cliff in the distance and spoke slowly, but he saw a person from the audience stepping up to the front of the stage.

It was his second son.

"My lord, wait a minute!"

Hong Fan said loudly, saluting solemnly.

The noise stopped, only the sound of flags remained.

Hundreds of eyes gathered in an instant.

But Hong Fan didn't realize it, he just spoke with high spirits.

"The sand bandits are at the end of their battles, so why do you need your master to take action yourself?"

"I would like to be the front line of the third formation. I will be the first to enter the formation, and I will break through this barrier!"

The rhetoric is fierce, and the wind soars into the sky.

There was an instant eruption in the army, and even several Hunranjing people whispered to each other.

While everyone was surprised, they didn't take it lightly.

If these words were compared to other penetrating realms, even Hong She, who had cultivated in the Twelve Paths, would only be humiliating himself.

But Hong Fan is different.

Although his cultivation was low, he truly beheaded Fang Tianzong.

It should be noted that even if they are ranked in the four rankings, the record is the first.

"Second brother, don't push me too hard!"

Hong Sheng said with a frown, his words were as harsh as a reproach.

"The enemy relies on natural dangers, with locust arrows on the ground, and armored soldiers with heavy shields in front; even if I join forces with Brother Shenji, it will still be difficult."

"You only penetrate the Six Paths of the Realm, so why do you get into the battle first?"

The discussion stopped for a while.

That's exactly what others are asking.

"Brother," Hong Fan looked directly at Hong Sheng, and said slowly, "I'm currently cultivating through the Seven Paths."

When the latter heard this, the corners of his eyes twitched slightly.

"If it's one-on-one, I'm certainly far from my brother's opponent."

Hong Fan continued.

"But this is Jinsha Vast Sea!"

A short sentence is worth a thousand words—who can say that Sand World is not good in the desert?
Chi Wu and Cui Er, who originally planned to persuade them, also shut up.

They have all seen the scene of Ma Jingsha calling the wind and calling the rain.

But Hong Jian was still hesitating.

In his opinion, even compared with this victory or defeat, the safety of Xingjun in the clan is still more important.

"My lord, don't worry, it's certainly not enough for me to lead the team alone."

Hong Fan spoke again.

"For the third round, I invite Second Master Cui to go with me."

Naturally, Cui Jiashu, who had been sitting on the stage for a while, could not refuse this invitation.

After looking at the second son for a while, looking at his clear and resolute eyes, Hong Jian finally made a decision: "Okay, then you will lead the third battle."

After a while, Shen Shi Weiyang (before four o'clock in the afternoon).

Hong Fan and Cui Erye stood still in front of the mountain road.

Behind them are 120 soldiers selected by the two sides together.

Hong Fan checked his armor for the last time, and glanced sideways at the foot of the mountain not far away - Hong Jian moved forward hundreds of meters with the big banner and was standing here.

"Everyone, get on."

Pulling out his saber, he looked back at the crowd and strode up the mountain.

(End of this chapter)