Blood City is a heroic city.

On weekdays, Blood City is very ordinary.

When it is necessary, everyone in the Blood City, men, women, young and old, are soldiers.

They have withstood the test of wars.

Knowing that Xu Yi had returned, the blood city burst into a terrifying cheer.

They do not recognize anyone, they only recognize the Southern King!

This is also the source of the uneasiness in the hearts of the king.

The western and eastern seas of the southern border, the four war zones, and the four kings are all absolute masters. Except for the four kings, even the kings cannot be transferred.

Once a king rebels, it will be a disaster for the Tianlong.

However, more than 10 million soldiers were stationed in the capital, and they were not afraid of rebellion.

The soldiers under the four war zones are all responsible for protecting the dragon. Even if the king wants to rebel, the soldiers under their command will consider it themselves.

In the Lord of Blood City, Xu Yi summoned a group of generals from Blood City.

"Yichen, does anyone know him?" Xu Yi asked with a smile.

"I know you!"

Someone stood up excitedly: "General Yichen's deeds were all known to all soldiers in the southern border. His subordinates were just a small soldier at the time, but unfortunately they didn't have the chance to serve under General Yichen."

"Then in the future, you have a chance."

Xu Yi smiled and said, "Yichen returns to southern Xinjiang this time and will take over the position of military judge of General Yan Deserted. If you are interested, you can report to your superiors and report to Yichen."

"Thank you, my king!"

...

Xu Yi did not stay in Xuecheng for a long time. After briefly understanding the situation of Xuecheng, he headed towards the southern Xinjiang war zone.

The northern border is cold and snowy all year round.

The Xiyuan is at a high altitude and the plain is a piece of it.

Donghai Port Terminal, battles between land and sea.

Southern Xinjiang is a mountainous and hilly place. After the Blood City, it is never flat again.

The 100,000 mountains in southern Xinjiang are nothing more than just talking about it.

Sitting in the jeep, winding forward, with countless roads like pythons in the steep forests.

People who are not from southern Xinjiang can easily get lost in these mountains.

On each mountain, there are soldiers from southern Xinjiang who hold their fists in their right hand against their hearts, kneel on one knee, and watch the jeep pass by.

The Southern Xinjiang War Zone is among the mountains.

Xu Yi's palace is on a mountain.

The Southern King’s Mansion was once dubbed as a mountain village, and the Southern King was called the Shanda King, which is indeed not without reason.

"Welcome to my king back!" Xu Yi came to the palace with a cry.

The soldiers in southern Xinjiang were kneeling down.

The five leaders were led by Yan Wei, Lang Dao, Xue Cang, Hai Dongqing, and Xue Yizhen.

"Please get up all the soldiers."

"Thank you, my king!"

Everyone stood up and looked at Xu Yi with excitement.

Xu Yi stepped slowly, walked to the steps of the royal palace, looked down at everyone, and shouted in a deep voice: "Where is Mu Tianjun?"

"exist!"

Three hundred people stepped forward together, and their right hand squeezed twice in their hearts.

A hundred-foot Mutian Gun emerged from the void.

"Where is the Suzaku Army?"

"exist!"

In the square formation of tens of thousands of people, a vermilion bird soared into the sky.

"Where is the Water Soul Army?"

"exist!"

In another square formation, a white shark swayed hideously, swinging like the void as the sea.

"Where is the Shadow Blade Army?"

This time, no one responded.

But above the void, a face without facial features appeared out of thin air.

In an instant, a cold light was dense, and a sharp aura seemed to be about to penetrate into my heart.

Xu Yi was very satisfied.

During these days when I was not here, the armies remained elite.

"Split!"

Xu Yi waved his hand.

"Slow down!" A loud shout suddenly came.

Xu Yi turned his head and looked at him. A middle-aged man wearing purple and gold battle armor led a team of soldiers wearing purple and gold battle armor, strode towards him.

However, the four legions of Mutian Army, Zhuque Army, Water Soul Army, and Shadow Blade Army all scattered.

It seemed as if what he said was air.

The middle-aged man's face turned red and he was very angry.

"The Forbidden City people?"

Xu Yi frowned slightly: "If you don't guard the palace in the capital, why do you want to travel to my southern border?"

Yan Fei and others looked at each other.

"A subordinate of Wei Wushou was once a clerk of the Forbidden City's military officer, and he paid homage to the Southern King." The middle-aged man bowed his hand with anger on his face.

“Bold!”

Yan Fei and the other five people shouted loudly.

Wei Wuzu felt a burst of murderous aura, and his originally angry face suddenly turned pale.

He pointed at Yan Fei and others and said angrily: "What are you doing? Who is more bold in your own way to be brave?"

What is the following?

Xu Yi's eyes were slightly condensed, and he stretched out his hand: "Give it."

"What?" Wei Wuzu couldn't react for a moment.

Xu Yi said lightly: "The edict."

The Wei Wuzun nodded, took out the edict from behind with pride, and then unfolded it and said: "The King of Southern Xinjiang Xu Mutian received the order."

Xu Yi's eyes were cold, he bent down slightly, and bowed his hands and fists.

"The king of the country has a command, and the southern border is suffering. The Southern King is responsible for the important task. He ordered Wei Wu, the marquis of the Forbidden City, to be transferred to the commander of the Southern border to share the worries of the Southern King! I admire this!"

Xu Yi kicked him over.

thump.

Wei Wuzhang fell to the ground.

clang clang clang!

The soldiers wearing purple battle armor immediately drew their weapons.

"Bastard! How dare you fight against me?" Xu Yi shouted angrily.

Several soldiers panicked, looking at me and I looked at you, and finally they all hung down their weapons.

Wei Wuzun looked extremely ugly, and he got up and asked in a deep voice: "Why did the King of Southern kick his subordinates for no reason?"

"Mr. Wei, don't panic. This is my tradition in southern Xinjiang. It is a representative welcome. Any newcomer to southern Xinjiang will be beaten by my king." Xu Yi said with a smile.

Yan Fei and others couldn't help laughing.

"Thank you for your welcome to Nan."

Wei Wuzun cursed in his heart.

Xu Yi stretched and asked, "When did the lord issue the order?"
To be continued...