After leaving the imperial capital, he originally wanted to go for a walk in the grassland and hone his sword skills in the extremely vast world. However, when he arrived at Yanmen, he heard that the foreign tribe was preparing to go south.

Two hundred thousand Khitan cavalry are about to arrive at Bingzhou.

Two hundred thousand, he couldn't kill them all with one sword.

However, if he only wants to take the head of one person, then it is half a million, what is the use of one million.

He has decided on the head of the Khitan leader.

Perhaps, this head can allow him to return to the palace again, but even if there is a huge difference in status, and even if he is destined to miss it in this life, it is always good to take a look at it from a distance.

All he needs is a head, the head of the Khitan leader, and he may be able to become the great swordsman of the palace again and have another chance to see the woman who has always fascinated him.

The feet were moving, although the speed was not as fast as that of a galloping horse, but it was the pinnacle skill of preserving physical strength under the highest speed. Suddenly, the sound of horse hooves sounded from behind, rapid, violent, and even more heart-stopping.

This is a master...

Wang Yue turned aside to file the case. He did not stop. With his strength, he would not stop when he encountered any master. This was not a matter of face, but it was not necessary because his sword was always at its peak.

The state can be cut out at any time.

To the side, when the galloping horse was about to reach behind him, it did not stop at all, but gave way slightly.

The people on horseback also felt Wang Yue's strength.

The person on this horse is none other than Lu Bu.

Lu Bu, who was holding a halberd, and Wang Yue, who was carrying a sword on his back, dismounted one after another and glanced at each other as they passed each other quickly.

Liaodong, no, going east is not yet Liaodong, but going north is past Liaodong.

Among the mountains, Ling Tian looked coldly at the surrounding tents.

This is a place where Tiele and Goguryeo are mixed. From here on, Goguryeo and Tiele tribes can be found everywhere. However, Ling Tian unfortunately guessed what Kurk was thinking. There was not a single woman or girl in the camp in front of him.

Children, only old men and slaves.

These people, like those from the Khitan tribe, were all abandoned, or abandoned voluntarily.

"Captain, the shopkeeper asked Dianwei to send someone here..."

When Ling Tian's face was cold and gloomy, Han Dang quickly approached and opened his mouth. Behind Han Dang, there was a dark, tall...and ugly man who looked like a gorilla, and in the hands of the strong man...

Carrying a middle-aged scribe.

"Dian Wei, I met the captain and followed the shopkeeper's instructions to bring this guy named Jia Xu to the captain..."

The dark, muscular man threw the middle-aged scribe he was holding toward the ground, clasped his fists, looked at Ling Tian and said.

Dian Wei, Jia Xu...
Chapter completed!