Under the reflection of the last ray of sunset, a dazzling red light shone out on the wasteland.

It is a sword that has been unsheathed in the hands of the soldiers.

The sword had already sharpened the sharp blades in the past fights, and even emitted a faint smell of blood. At this moment, the bloody light was reflected by the setting sun, and the smell of blood became even heavier.

Everyone, as well as the horses, were irritated by the smell of blood.

However, it did not move.

Although Bayin couldn't wait to pull out the long sword from his waist and wanted to rush out immediately, Wu Lihan kept stopping him: "Wait a little longer."

"What are you waiting for?!"

Bayin originally looked down on him and had to plan carefully in everything. The people on the grassland have always been straightforward and looked down on the thoughts of the people in the Central Plains. Now, I don’t know why this trend has blown into their Yan Kingdom, from Arislan to his generals, all of them are like this.

Bayin said dissatisfiedly: "Can you be afraid?"

Wu Lihan looked at him coldly: "If I'm afraid, I won't come."

"Then why did you keep stopping me?"

“…”

Wu Lihan didn't speak.

Although he didn't know that Zhu Feng and Chen Zixiao had already discussed the war to set the time of sunset, he and Arislan also had the same plan, but the two sides had different thoughts.

For them, this battle is also a tough battle.

There is no hidden or hidden place in this wasteland. Except for Arislan who asked the people of the Dongchaga tribe to divide it into two groups to go to the left and right wings as a backup plan, all the tactics have no room for use in this place. For the soldiers, they can only charge.

So, after the first few waves of cavalry attacks, the rest is close-knit combat.

This kind of tactic is very cruel.

In this kind of tactic, people just kill and be killed. In the end, they almost step on the other party and fight to the death with their own bodies, and may not even have any reason. At that time, the perseverance of people's hearts will be greatly tested.

Watching the people around you fall down one by one, it is a question whether you can fight again.

So, from the beginning, Arislan had planned to choose the time of war after sunset. In that almost wilderness, killing was the only way to survive.

But this kind of thing cannot be explained to people like Bayin.

Seeing him becoming more and more anxious, as if he was about to rush out at any time, Wu Lihan looked up at the sky. Apart from the last light emitted by the sunset hanging from the ground in the distance, the whole sky was almost completely dark, leaving only the last ray of sunshine to divide the sky into two halves, as if two doors that were about to close were each shrouded in the wasteland. The two teams were already lined up, waiting for the charge to take shape at any time.

The wind whistles, and the horse neighs long.

The same low roar seemed to be heard in the thick clouds, echoing in this quiet world.

The sun is getting heavier and heavier as it sets.

Chen Zixiao's breath was almost suppressed. He looked at the dark enemy troops ahead, then slowly raised his head, looking at the sky above his head that was as dark as those enemies, the whistling wind and the neighing sounds of the strong war horses under the cavalry seats were mixed together, resounding throughout the sky, as shocking as if rolling thunder.

The sun was left with only the last bit hanging on the horizon, and all the soldiers of the Yan Kingdom almost held their breath when they saw this moment.

Under the gaze of hundreds of thousands of people, if the sun breaks the last line, it will eventually fall into the ground.

At this moment, everyone seemed to have a little darkness in front of them.

Then, a dragon roar from the Cang came from their ears, and a cold light flashed, illuminating everyone's eyes. Just as everyone was shining with the light of ice and fire at this moment, Chen Zixiao held a long spear and let out a deafening roar: "Run for me!"

Suddenly, the people who had been silent for a long time were ignited.

All the soldiers were boiling at this moment. They waved the sword in their hands and rushed out with a roar.

At the same time, Bayin and his soldiers could not wait to rush out of the camp. Wu Li rarely saw this situation, so he naturally stopped stopping it. He waved the huge scimitar in his hand and said to the soldiers behind him: "Run for me!"

Suddenly, the cavalry from both camps rushed out at the same time, and the horse's hooves made the ground shake. At the moment when the last ray of light between heaven and earth disappeared, it was like a dark cloud with thousands of thunder collided with each other, making a shocking roar.

Chen Zixiao rushed in front.

He held the reins in one hand and raised his long spear with the other hand. As soon as he rushed into the enemy camp, he suddenly tightened the reins. The horse sitting down immediately stood up with a loud neigh. The strong front hooves kicked a cavalry in his dying country directly to fall off his horse. At the same time, the long spear in his hand swept over. The cavalry rushing over came down and was directly trampled under the horse's hooves by the cavalry rushing up, and screamed in succession.

Bayin on the opposite side saw it, roared, and rushed over with a scimitar.

The people on both sides immediately fought together.

At the same time, on the altar in the distance, because the last ray of sunset disappeared, the entire earth suddenly fell into a darkness, and the wind became even more bitter than before. The old uncle with long hair was blowing so that he stood at the top of the third floor altar, almost unsteady.

He held the incense table with one hand and kept coughing.

Seeing him like this, Nan Yan's originally solemn expression added a bit of worry.

Although Wen Wuyu had been pulled away, the words he had just said obviously had penetrated into the old uncle's heart. Nan Yan was even sure that Wen Wuyu must have seen the old uncle kill someone before he went crazy.

And he had never left Yumen Pass before they were taken away from Yumen Pass, so the old uncle really went to Yumen Pass and killed a woman here.

At Yumen Pass, kill a woman...

This thought just came to my heart, and Nan Yan felt chill. Seeing that he coughed harder and his whole face turned red, and his tall body also showed a sense of fatigue that could not be supported. She subconsciously walked towards the altar.

"uncle……"

At this moment, Heyi stopped him.

Nanyan frowned and looked at him: "What are you doing?"
Chapter completed!