The weather in this area of ​​the Northern Desert is cold and the wind and sand are very strong. As soon as the head was raised, it showed a look of decay. The remaining moisture on the face was carried away by the wind. The broken black blood on the neck gave off a foul and rotten smell.

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General Qin looked at him for a long time, then slowly turned his eyes and said with compassion: "It is really a pity that the prince died so young."

"It's not a pity at all, it's worth at least a million gold!" Qihuo looked at him, "General, where is the gold?"

General Qin's wish came true, and he smiled slightly. His face, which had been blown by wind and sand all year round, had very obvious wrinkles and deep grooves. He said: "One million taels of gold, your Majesty, only one person is here. I'm afraid I won't be able to bring him with me."

If you don't want to move, why don't you find someone to come first, I will order someone to take you to get the gold!"

Qihuo said calmly: "No need, I came prepared, just look behind me!"

He galloped away, and General Qin looked over. Sure enough, he saw a team of oxcarts far away. At a glance, there were dozens of oxcarts.

General Qin said with a smile: "Since we came prepared, that's good. It's just ten thousand taels of gold, so we really don't need so many people to come."

Qihuo was furious, "What are you talking about ten thousand taels of gold? You promised it would be one million taels of gold!"

General Qin laughed loudly, "Really? I'm afraid your Majesty heard it wrong. What I'm talking about is ten thousand taels of gold. Come on, bring up the gold and send the sword demon out of the camp!"

Qi Huo narrowed his eyes, "Are you fooling me? Qin, since I can get Yu Wenhao's head in the heavily guarded Chu Prince's Mansion, I can also get your head among your thousands of troops.

, do you believe it or not?”

"Believe it!" General Qin was not afraid at all, and even continued to ride his horse forward. "But if you come like this, your Majesty will not get even one tael of gold. Isn't this trip in vain?"

Qihuo stared at him, with a dangerous tone in his tone, "It won't be in vain. If I kill the prince, and then kill the famous general in the Northern Desert, I, the sword demon, will be famous throughout the ages!"

General Qin was not afraid at all, "In the midst of thousands of troops, it is easy to kill me, but to escape in the midst of thousands of troops, it is not easy. Your Majesty is a man who knows the current affairs. Wan Liang

We already have enough gold, no matter how much it is, your Majesty won’t be able to carry it on your back, so just carry it like this!”

He raised his hand, roared suddenly, and saw a group of archers appearing from all directions. There were more and more archers, and they were densely packed. There were no less than 30,000 to 40,000 people. They quickly surrounded the praying fire, and the Northern Desert Army's

Speed ​​and swiftness are especially noticeable.

Qi Huo's eyes were filled with anger, and he said coldly: "Do you think I will be afraid of this?"

General Qin pressed his hands and said: "Don't get me wrong, this is not against you. The war is about to begin. They are just ordered to protect the general. Your Majesty killed the Prince of the Northern Tang Dynasty. He is my benefactor in the Northern Desert. They will not do anything to your Majesty."

Take action, please rest assured."

Qi Huo gritted his teeth and said, "That's all, one hundred thousand taels of gold, if one tael is missing, I will fight for my life with you!"

After he finished speaking, he released his palm wind, and immediately swept away seven or eight people surrounding him. When the palm force was activated, General Qin also felt the fierce momentum. He narrowed his eyes and looked at Qi.

Huo sighed and said: "It is better for me to stay in the army. When the war is over, millions of gold will be given to me with both hands."

Qihuo sneered, "I went to battle to kill the enemy for you, and I'm afraid you'll treat me this way in the end. One hundred thousand taels of gold, please send it to my bullock cart quickly, otherwise, today will be a dead end, and we will never do anything."

I told you to ruin my reputation."

It was supposed to be a million taels of gold, but in the end only 10% was given. The voice of praying for fire was full of resentment and unwillingness, but it seemed that he was forced by the situation and had to compromise.
Chapter completed!