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Feng Wuhen glanced at Ximen Chuuxue who was still kneeling on the ground, and said calmly.

Ximen Chuuxue saluted, then stood up slowly, with self-blame still on his face.

"It doesn't matter. Since he has been planning to lurk in Lingdu City for many years, he won't just leave like this. He will definitely appear again. Next time, he will never escape from my palm alive."

Feng Wuhen looked at Ximen Chuuxue who blamed himself, and said lightly.

Hearing these words, Lan Xinyu who was standing aside also let out a long breath and adjusted his mood.

"My lord, what shall we do next?"

Lu Xiaofeng asked slowly.

"Tamp down the wasteland, Desolation Clan!"

Feng Wuhen said something coldly.

After hearing Feng Wuhen's words, everyone's eyes lit up, and they were all eager to try, a little excited.

"I will continue to go into battle personally and lead an army of 40 to launch a full-scale counterattack!"

Lan Xinyu gritted her teeth and said in a deep voice.

"With me here, you don't need to be in danger. I will let Guikui, Tianya Haige and [-] Heijia troops take the lead, and you will follow with the rest of the troops. I will drive the Desolate army back to their hometown! Keep!"

Feng Wuhen said with a smile.

Although he was smiling, his eyes were extremely cold, and killing intent was raging in his eyes.

"Yes!"

After hearing Feng Wuhen's decision, everyone present replied respectfully in unison.

"Go back and rest, and leave before sunrise tomorrow!"

Feng Wuhen waved his hand and said in a deep voice.

Everyone agreed again, and turned to leave.

Feng Wuhen sat on the chair, raised his head and took a sip of wine, looked towards the direction of the wasteland, with a cruel sneer on the corner of his mouth.

...

The next morning.

The 40 troops of the Lingdu Dynasty left Qianfeng County and headed straight for the camp of the Desolate Clan a hundred miles away!

Guikui led [-] demons, and [-] black armored troops were like a sharp arrow, directly tearing open a hole in the barren army, and then Ximen Chuuxue led dozens of Tianya Haige masters into the chaotic enemy army Among them, kill anyone you see!

The deserted army that hastily responded to the battle gradually fell into a more chaotic situation. Before they could stabilize the situation, Lan Xinyu had already arrived with an army of more than [-] troops, completely smashing the defense of the deserted army!

In desperation, the army of the Desolate race had no choice but to retreat again. This retreat was like a wild horse that had run loose, unable to stop until the last moment!

The twenty cities on the border of the Lingdu Dynasty were all taken back within a day!

It took nearly ten days for the army of the Desolate tribe to capture these [-] cities after numerous deaths and injuries, but with the appearance of Feng Wuhen, all of them were taken back within one day!

As soon as the news spread, the entire Lingdu dynasty celebrated with joy, and the city of Lingdu was decorated with lanterns and festoons, like a new year. Everyone regarded Lan Xinyu, the princess who had been away for eight years, as the savior, claiming that as long as she was there , no foreign enemy dares to invade again!

On the other hand, the Desolate people on the wasteland, from heaven to hell, were all in panic.

border town.

The Lingdu dynasty bordered the wasteland, beyond the border town, there was the wasteland, which was also the territory of the Huangzu.

On the city tower, Feng Wuhen stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood piled up below the city, with a grim face.

After a day of bloody fighting, the army of the Desolate tribe was finally driven out of the border, and the army stopped there, took a short rest, and did not take advantage of the victory to pursue.

But the bloodbath of the wasteland is imperative, and the 40 troops are waiting for Feng Wuhen's final order.

"Pavilion Master, are we really going to march into the wasteland? To the capital of the Desolate Clan?"

Standing behind Feng Wuhen, Lu Xiaofeng asked hesitantly.

The wasteland is vast and the climate is harsh. The soldiers of the Lingdu dynasty are already used to the climate of the dynasty. If they enter the wasteland, they may find it difficult to survive once they encounter extremely bad weather.

This is a question that many people are worried about.

"If you want the Lingdu Dynasty to have no worries, the wasteland must be fought. I want to tell the entire Xianqing Continent what will happen if you invade the Lingdu Dynasty."

Feng Wuhen said firmly.

After hearing Feng Wuhen's words, everyone stopped talking and turned to leave. Since the pavilion master has made up his mind, they can only carry it out.

Lan Xinyu didn't leave, but still stood behind Feng Wuhen, covered in the blood of the enemy, holding the Yitian sword in his hand, and wearing armor, he really looked like a brave female general who was good at fighting.

"The grace of the pavilion master, Xinyu will remember it in this life, never forget it!"

Looking at Feng Wuhen's back, Lan Xinyu said with a choked voice, her face full of gratitude.

She knew that this battle originally had nothing to do with Tianyahai Pavilion or the pavilion owner. The reason why the pavilion owner persisted was only because of her.

"No matter what, you are from my Tianyahai Pavilion."

"You will eventually become the Emperor of the Lingdu Dynasty, and sooner or later there will be a day when we will part. There is only so much I can do for you."

Feng Wuhen smiled, and said lightly, without looking back.

Lan Xinyu bit her lip tightly and nodded gratefully.

She also knows that the pavilion master does not belong to Kyushu, let alone Xianqing Continent, he belongs to the world, and sooner or later, he will leave Xianqing Continent to challenge the next peak.

But no matter what, she will never regret that she resolutely agreed to join Tianya Haige. In the past five years, she has never regretted it.

Looking at Feng Wuhen's back standing in the wind, Lan Xinyu's complex emotions that had been hidden for a long time reappeared in the depths of her eyes.

...

Two days later.

The army of the 20 Lingdu dynasty left the border town, stepped into the wasteland, and headed all the way to the capital of the Huangzu. The places they passed were filled with corpses, and the defenders of the Huangzu who thought the war had come to an end felt like they were struck by lightning.

The chief envoy of Jingtian Division, Pei Lang, led the remaining 20 troops to guard the border town, consolidate the border fortifications, and appease the people.

The moment he stepped into the wilderness, Feng Wuhen promulgated an iron law, women and old people are not to be killed, and children are not to be killed. In addition, young and middle-aged people are not allowed to let go, no matter whether they are soldiers or not.

He wanted to prevent the Desolate Race from posing a threat to the Lingdu Dynasty for at least a few decades!

This is what he will do for Lanxinyu.

Within five days, Feng Wuhen led an army of 20 to the capital of the Desolate Clan, invincible and unstoppable!

The doomsday belonging to the Desolate race is coming unknowingly.

It all ended because they pissed off someone they should have shunned...

Chapter 359

wilderness.

Fifty miles away from the capital of the Desolate people.

The camp of the Lingdu Dynasty.

In a large tent, Feng Wuhen sat on a handsome chair with a slightly dignified expression.

Lan Xinyu stood beside him, her face was also a little unsightly.

Various generals, Ximen Chuuxue and others stood around, none of them looked relaxed.

"Pavilion Master, if you don't take down the capital of the Desolate Clan as soon as possible, I'm afraid the soldiers will soon lose their hold."

A general stood respectfully in the center of the big tent, arched his hands, and said respectfully.

The climate in the wasteland is indeed a bit cold, even the wind that blows is like a knife, just blowing casually is like cutting a gash in your face, it is icy cold.

After days of fighting, they didn't die at the hands of the Desolate people, but many fell ill and lost their combat effectiveness, and the remaining people who were able to fight were also struggling to support them.

"If you can't hold on, you have to hold on. You have come to this point, and you can't turn back."

Feng Wuhen frowned slightly, and said lightly.

"But we can't hold on for long. If we drag on, we will lose without hitting us."

The general said with a bitter face.

He was right, if the Desolate race were to know the situation here, they would definitely take the opportunity to counterattack, and they would be defeated without a fight, and the consequences would be disastrous.

"Then spread the news here, the more serious the better."

Feng Wuhen said with a sudden smile.

After hearing Feng Wuhen's words, everyone present was stunned for a moment, and then their eyes lit up.

"The pavilion master intends to lure the Huangzu to take the initiative? Take the opportunity to take down the capital of the Huangzu?!"

Lan Xinyu asked tentatively.

After days of chasing and killing, the remnants of the Huang tribe were in a state of disarray, and they had already retreated to the capital, unwilling to fight head-on.

But the capital of the Huangzu is easy to defend and difficult to attack, they tried several times but failed to break through.

"Yes."

Feng Wuhen nodded and said.

After hearing Feng Wuhen's affirmative answer, everyone present looked at each other and thought it was a good idea.

"Leave the task of spreading the news to Xiaofeng. I don't care whether the enemy believes it or not. In short, I will let the news spread in the capital of the Desolate Clan before sunset tomorrow."

Feng Wuhen looked up at Lu Xiaofeng, and said calmly.

"Don't worry, Pavilion Master, the subordinates will definitely handle it well."

Lu Xiaofeng nodded and said.

"The rest of the people obey the order. Starting at noon tomorrow, the army will retreat, leaving all the baggage behind, packing lightly, and trying to give up the illusion of abandoning armor."

Feng Wuhen turned his head to look at the people around him, and ordered loudly.

"Yes!"

Everyone agreed in unison.

After everyone left, Lu Xiaofeng slowly walked in front of Feng Wuhen.

"Pavilion Master, in fact, if we want to win this battle, there is another simplest way, that is, the Pavilion Master will lead our Tianyahai Pavilion directly into the capital of the Desolate Clan and kill the lord of the Desolate Clan. It’s self-defeating, there’s no need to bother.”

Lu Xiaofeng hesitated for a moment, then said slowly.

He expressed the doubts in many people's minds.

"I know that this is the easiest way and the most direct way. But once I do this, it is equivalent to taking away a chance for Xinyu to make a contribution."

"The future emperor of the Lingdu dynasty is not me, but Xinyu. I want to build up as many military exploits for her as possible. With military exploits, she will win the hearts of the people. It will be a matter of course for her to inherit the position of emperor."

Feng Wuhen shook his head and said meaningfully.

"It's my subordinate who was rude. I didn't expect the pavilion master to have such good intentions. Don't worry, I'll set off right away. I must let the news spread throughout the capital of the Huangzu."

Lu Xiaofeng suddenly realized, cupped his hands with some self-blame, and said respectfully.

Immediately, Lu Xiaofeng bid farewell to Feng Wuhen and quietly sneaked into the capital of the Desolate Clan.

...

The next afternoon.

The capital of the Desolate Race.

Shizifu.

"I'm telling my son, I have already found out that the army of the Lingdu Dynasty has withdrawn, and they are in a hurry, throwing away their helmets and armor, and there are only less than 20 left in the 15 army!"

A small soldier rushed into the Shizi's mansion in a hurry, found Huang Rong, the eldest son of the Huang clan, and said respectfully.

"it is good!"

When Huang Rong heard this, he stood up from the chair directly, and finally showed a long-lost smile on his face that had been solemn for several days.

"Pass down the order, assemble the three armies, and follow me to hunt down the enemy bandits!"

The excited Huang Rong waved his hand and shouted sharply.

After the voice fell, the little soldier agreed, and immediately turned and ran outside, intending to issue Huangrong's order.

"Think twice!"