Chapter 897 In the dark night, the angry locked dragon!
The night in the West stretches endlessly.
The sky stretches for hundreds of kilometers with yellow sand, and at this time there is only endless night and cold wind howling.
In the night sky above our heads, a waning moon hung high in the night sky, looking a little desolate.
There is a big temperature difference between day and night here. The sun is very strong during the day and the temperature can reach over 40 degrees Celsius.
But at night, the temperature will plummet to 5 degrees Celsius. .??.
At this time, Chen Xiu rode a war horse through the yellow sand in the sky and arrived at a hill in the Gobi.
He turned over, carrying the long sword Dragon Vein on his back, holding a large jar of strong wine in his hand, and slowly climbed up the hill.
On this hill, there are tombstones standing impressively!
At a glance, the entire mountain top is densely covered with tombstones...these tombstones are endless as far as the eye can see!
Chen Xiu slowly stepped forward, came to the tombstones, and stared at the names on these tombstones.
The people on these tombstones were all his comrades-in-arms seven years ago.
Seven years ago, as the Dragon King, he was framed by the entire Daxia Martial Arts, and was surrounded and suppressed by all war zones of the Daxia Martial Arts on this hill.
The entire Daxia martial arts could not tolerate him.
In order to prevent the release of the Houlang plan, Daxia Martial Arts did not hesitate to kill the Dragon King! Trying to destroy the Raging Dragon Group!
There was countless bloodshed in that battle!
Chen Xiu's comrades and cronies... were almost all killed in that battle, and countless masters of the Raging Dragon Army fell... His cronies were also massacred one after another...
Later, after Chen Xiu's death and disappearance...
The naval division then ordered that the bodies of his comrades who had fought with him... be buried where they were.
Buried under this hill.
Today, the corpses of these close men are buried on this hill.
The reason why there is a hill here is also because
Under the hills, endless corpses are buried.
This is a small hill made of piled bones.
Chen Xiu opened the wine jar and poured the strong wine onto the loess soil at his feet.
"My fellow soldiers and old friends, it has been seven years... I, Chen Xiu, come to see you tonight." Chen Xiu had a complex look in his eyes. He picked up the wine jar and took a swig.
The strong drink burns your throat like fire.
Chen Xiu sat in front of the tombstones on the hill, drinking heavily and muttering to himself in front of the tombstones, talking about the past with the corpses of the dead.
"Xiao Lizi, hehe... your tombstone is here, I found it." Chen Xiu found one of the tombstones, with a look of reminiscence on his face. He sat in front of the tombstone, poured wine and drank.
"You were my guard back then... I remember you had just joined the army for two years, right? It seems that your family arranged a blind date for you?" Chen Xiu had tears in his eyes, "But in the end, you were killed by those in the military area.
People from the Alliance...died with thousands of arrows piercing their hearts...right? I remember the scene before your death..."
"And you, Lao Dan, you were about to become a father back then, right? Your child was going to be born next month..." Chen Xiu had tears in his eyes. He sat in front of these graves and drank heavily.
Drinking wine and crying.
Lao Dan is one of his trusted generals. He was going to be a father. The child will be born next month.
But in order to protect the Dragon King, Lao Dan eventually... also died under this boundless Gobi desert, and his bones were buried in the loess of this hill.
Seven years ago, Chen Xiu led a group of cronies and were led by false instructions from the Daxia Martial Arts Judgment Office, which asked him to lead a group of cronies to attend an overseas martial arts conference.
Chen Xiu was on his way to lead a group of close subordinates when he passed through the western border.
, suddenly ambushed!
The major martial arts forces in Daxia joined forces to launch a surprise attack on him!!
In that battle, thousands of trusted soldiers accompanied by Chen Xiu...were all executed!
In order to deal with Dragon King Chen Xiu, they even did not hesitate to activate nano-scale nuclear weapons.
Although it is a nano-scale nuclear weapon, the nuclear explosion yield is not large, but it is enough to massacre all living things within a radius of several kilometers!
The moment the nuclear weapon was detonated and ignited, the entire battlefield... was swept by flames!! ??
Chen Xiu was completely swallowed up by the terrifying nuclear blast!
Everyone thought he was dead.
In that battle, thousands of soldiers under Chen Xiu were wiped out.
Under the fire of that horrific explosion, all the soldiers... had no corpses left, only some fragments that could be vaguely found at the explosion site.
Afterwards, the naval division led the soldiers of the Furious Dragon Group to arrive, but it was too late.
The naval division searched the explosion site but could not find the whereabouts of the Dragon King.
And among the corpses at the entire explosion site, it was impossible to identify who was who.
These corpses were killed by nuclear explosions and contained high-intensity nuclear radiation.
Therefore, the naval division could only order the corpse fragments of these soldiers to be buried on the spot and piled up into this hill.
Now, it has been seven years since we were separated.
The corpses of these soldiers were buried here, and they have almost been forgotten.
Because there is a lot of nuclear radiation left here, most people don't dare to go near it.
Only the Navy Division will bring several senior generals to pay homage to them every year during Qingming Festival.
Chen Xiu sat in front of the grave, drinking and reminiscing with these old comrades.
After drinking one jar, drink another jar.
He hung more than a dozen jars of strong liquor on the backs of those war horses, and he would not return home without getting drunk with these soldiers tonight.
Before he knew it, Chen Xiu had drank seven jars of strong wine.
These are all 58-degree high-concentration liquor.
Chen Xiu finished the entire eight altars by himself. No matter how good his drinking capacity was, he was still a little drunk.
"Old fellows, don't worry...I will avenge you. None of those who participated in the encirclement and suppression of the dragon can escape. I will sprinkle their blood on your tombstones to commemorate your death."
Dead souls." Chen Xiu sat in front of the tomb, his voice filled with endless chill, and he solemnly swore.
And at this moment, suddenly...the endless pitch black distance ahead...the yellow sandy land...suddenly shook slightly?
The ground is shaking.
Immediately afterwards, the war horses that Chen Xiu had tied up on the hill began to become restless and restless. The horses raised their heads and roared, as if to remind Chen Xiu of something.
Chen Xiu wiped the wine stains from the corner of his mouth, turned his head and looked down the hill behind him...
At that moment, his pupils shrank?
In his drunken haze, he seemed to see not far away from the hill... it seemed that a large black convoy was sweeping over and crushing him.
The endless convoys intertwined into a terrifying black dragon... speeding towards the hills...
Chen Xiu thought he saw an illusion? In his drunken haze, he rubbed his eyes again and looked again...
In the endless yellow sand below, the black convoy swept through like a long dragon... crushing them.
This is not an illusion!
Chen Xiu's pupils suddenly became solemn! He woke up from his drunken stupor!
The ground shook, and the sound of the convoy crushing echoed in the night sky!
Below the hill, a black convoy rolled over, and in an instant... surrounded the entire hill!