Cheng Hui followed Li Chengdao and looked at Li Chengdao striding forward. He thought to himself: Is he really willing to give up? He really doesn’t want the ghost army? Hasn’t he always wanted to restore the country? To defeat Long Chen, we must rely on the ghost tribe.
, what on earth was he thinking?
When Cheng Hui was thinking wildly, a ghost would catch up from behind, ran behind Li Chengdao, and shouted: "Li Chengdao, stop!"
Li Chengdao was walking forward, and someone was chasing him. He had already noticed it.
Finally they caught up, Li Chengdao was overjoyed, and the stern expression on his face almost turned into a smile, but he kept holding it back.
However, when he heard the sound, Li Chengdao stopped immediately, and the ecstasy in his heart turned into rage.
The ones chasing after them were not Yue Lang and Yue Xi, but a low-ranking young general.
Moreover, this young general actually called him by his first name and told him to stop!
A mere little ghost general dared to be so disrespectful, which showed that the ghost clan looked down upon him at all.
Li Chengdao stopped, and the young general caught up with him and said in a commanding tone: "General Yuelang wants you to go back."
Li Chengdao's face was ashen, his eyes were sinister, and he pressed the Xuanwu sword with his left hand. The cold wind around him suddenly solidified, and the wind and snow seemed to have stopped.
The strong pressure dissipated, and the young general felt that he was frozen, his body was frozen, he could not breathe or move.
The Li Chengdao in front of him was like a ten-thousand-year-old python, with its bloody mouth open, ready to swallow him up at any time.
The young general's face turned green with fright, and his body kept shaking. He wanted to run away, but his legs refused to obey him.
Cheng Hui stopped and looked at the furious Li Chengdao. The Dragon Slayer Army and others also stopped and watched this scene quietly.
Cheng Hui thought to himself: These ghost soldiers are too arrogant. They begged Li Chengdao to stay, but they didn't come by themselves, and they dared to use an ordering tone.
Li Chengdao stared at the ghost general quietly for a moment, then strode further south.
The pressure was lifted, the wind and snow continued, and the feeling of suffocation disappeared. The young general gasped for air, his heart beating so hard that he thought he was going to be eaten.
Cheng Hui walked over and shook his head Said: "You remember, only General Li can save you. It is you who beg General Li for help, not General Li who begs you!"
"Begging for help must be like asking for help. Your life depends on General Li. How dare you be so arrogant!"
The young general looked at Li Chengdao's back in horror, his body trembling slightly.
"If you want General Li to save your lives, ask Yue Lang and Yue Xi to come in person!"
After saying that, Cheng Hui led the Dragon Slayer Army to the south without stopping at all.
The young general recovered and immediately ran back to the camp. Yuelang and Yuexi saw the Dragon Slayer Army continuing to go south, and Li Chengdao didn't come back either. They felt strange.
"Why doesn't Li Chengdao come back?"
Yue Lang asked strangely.
The young general said tremblingly: "Li Chengdao is angry. He said he wants the two generals to beg him personally."
The arrogance in Yuelang's heart was still there, and he was unhappy when he heard that Li Chengdao asked him to go and ask for help in person.
"Let him lead the saint warriors, and he wants us to beg him personally!"
Yue Lang looked to the south with an unhappy expression.
Yue Xi scolded coldly: "He was the one who persuaded Your Majesty to leave. If he hadn't said yesterday that he had found something belonging to the Martial Saint, Your Majesty would not have left."
The other ghost generals cursed angrily: "General, arrest Li Chengdao to pay for his death!"
"Yes, he killed Your Majesty, arrest him."
The ghost generals were furious, but Yue Lang and Yue Xi were helpless. Their cultivation was no match for Li Chengdao.
"Okay, let's not say any more. Hurry back to the Holy Land and elect a new king."
Li Chengdao is gone. If Long Chen pursues them, they will die miserably.
Yuexi also said: "Let's go back to the Holy Land first. Your Majesty's body must be taken back for burial."
A ghost general asked: "Where is the king's head?"
Yue Xi glanced at the charred and shriveled head, turned to Yue Lang and said, "Throw it away, he is not from our Holy Clan."
Yue Lang was a little hesitant. Although Wu Sheng was not a ghost, he was the husband of the ghost girl, and the ghost girl had attached great importance to Wu Sheng.
It seems inappropriate to leave Wu Sheng's head here.
"Take it back and bury it with His Majesty."
Yue Lang thought for a while and decided to take it back.
Yuexi had no objection. In any case, Wu Sheng was also the ghost girl's husband.
The head of the martial saint was rolled up with an animal skin, and the ghost girl's body was carefully buried. Yuexi ordered the ghost army to immediately return to the holy realm.
It wasn't until the army set off that Yuelang discovered a big problem: they had no guide.
In this vast grassland, only Cheng Hui can find the direction, and ghosts like them cannot tell the direction at all.
"Do you want to get Cheng Hui back?"
Yuelang looked hesitantly to the south. Li Chengdao and the Dragon Slayer Army had disappeared into the sky.
"He is from the Central Plains. He will not come with us."
Yue Xi shook her head and rejected Yue Lang's proposal.
Li Chengdao left, and Cheng Hui also left with him. If he is not from my race, his heart must be different. Cheng Hui and Li Chengdao are in the same group, and neither of them belongs to the ghost race.
"Let's go in one direction."
Yuexi roughly knew the location of the Hera Pass. As long as she headed in one direction, she believed she could return to the ice field.
More than 60,000 ghost soldiers followed and headed northwest. In order to prevent Long Chen from pursuing him, they stopped stopping in the middle.
Li Chengdao angrily walked south for more than a hundred miles, but the ghosts never pursued him again.
Stopping in the snow, looking back, there were only Cheng Hui, more than 5,000 Dragon Slayers, and hundreds of barbarians.
"General Lee."
Cheng Hui also stopped Come, look at Li Chengdao, not knowing what to say.
Things did not develop as Li Chengdao expected, and he failed to successfully take over the ghost clan.
The races are different, and the difficulty of leadership is beyond imagination.
Still thinking of things too simply, Li Chengdao sighed secretly in his heart.
Wu Sheng had such high prestige back then that he even married a ghost girl and was the king of the ghost clan. However, the ghost clan's priests, elders, and generals only obeyed Wu Sheng superficially, but in fact only obeyed the ghost girl's will.
Li Chengdao's foundation is too shallow, and leading the ghost clan is far more difficult than he imagined.
That's why Li Chengdao took a step back just now and only became the general of the ghost clan, not the king of the ghost clan.
After killing Long Chen and the Empress and proving their strength, the ghost clan will naturally obey.
However, even if he took a step back and became only a general, the ghost general was still hesitant, which made Li Chengdao very angry.
The ghost clan is in danger. Without Li Chengdao to lead them, these ghost soldiers will die sooner or later.
The ghost clan wants dignity, and so does Li Chengdao. He wants to die, but Li Chengdao won't stop him.
"General Li, those ghost tribes are ungrateful. They have no masters to guard them. They are definitely no match for Long Chen."
"When Long Chen attacks, they will know they are wrong."
Cheng Hui wanted to say that the ghost tribe would beg Li Chengdao to go back sooner or later, but he felt that it was inappropriate to say so, so he changed his statement.
Li Chengdao said coldly: "Let them, you want to die, I won't stop you."
"How many more of us are there?"
Cheng Hui looked back and said: "There are still more than 5,400 people in the Dragon Slayer Army, and there are more than 500 people in the Wolf Clan, for a total of 6,000 people."
Li Chengdao nodded slightly and said: "Six thousand people."
Since he couldn't go to the ice field, Li Chengdao had to think carefully about his next move.
Long Chen has an army of hundreds of thousands, and he only has 6,000. At this time, he must avoid their sharp edges and wait for the opportunity.
