Among them, one of them is the most powerful, with nearly 200,000 refugees gathered around him.

You say that the rebel army is the rebel army. Wang Siling is just a tough guy, just to block the army's way north.

For the Xianbei cavalry, the rebel army's combat power is naturally not taken seriously.

But Wang Siling learned the evil tricks from somewhere, such as digging holes and building soil. Anyway, it was just a little bit, and he wanted to trap tens of thousands of people in his original place.

What was even more annoying was that at some point, another saint in red came out, and healed the wounded with two maids all the way, making everyone feel happy.

But this woman started working with Wang Siling again.

For a time, the Xianbei Iron Cavalry, who scattered the northwest, fell into a situation where everyone could see the enemy.

Wu Ti said in confusion: "Not to it, your combat power, what are the benefits of these rebels?"

A general in his left hand sighed and said, "God of the Lord, if the light chariot is naturally not afraid, but how many things have we snatched!"

The others also nodded. If it weren't for the mountain of gold, silver and treasures that were not convenient to transport, how could this mere rebel army block their way?

Later, when I received a letter from Wu Ti, amid the opposition of the eldest prince, the Xianbei Iron Cavalry drew an elite force of 5,000 people, broke north, and took a long way to the outside of Shangyang Pass.

Wu Ti narrowed his eyes, "The eldest prince objected?"

"That's right, he thinks he should concentrate his troops to break through and then return to the city of immortality."

Wu Ti clenched his fingers gently and smiled coldly.

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Passing through Beiyuan's border quietly, Yun Luo and Lu Qi looked at the naked land in front of them with a heavy expression.
Chapter completed!