Chapter 50 The country is subjugated and the species is exterminated
With a slight wave of Zixuan's right hand, the 800,000 Zijin Army stepped across the boundary monument and mammothly killed the 200,000 barbarians guarding the border in the Nanhuang Royal Court.
Looking at the purple army roaring in front of them, the two hundred thousand barbarian soldiers suddenly felt their scalp numb and were forced to fight.
In the blink of an eye, the two armies were fighting together.
The sound of fighting echoed through the battlefield.
This is a one-sided killing.
It was the Purple and Gold Army’s massacre against Southern Wilderness.
The small southern wasteland is a small area in the southern border of Longting.
The land is barren and resources are scarce, how can it be compared with the Zijin Kingdom.
The Holy Light Dragon Horse pulled the carriage into the air, and Liu Huai stood at the driving position, looking at the battle below, his chubby face full of indifference.
Suddenly, a sword light came from the sky and gradually enlarged.
Zixuan and Yuwen Shenju instantly stood in front of Xiao Liu Huai, looking wary.
Xiao Liu Huai smiled slightly, with an inexplicable meaning in his eyes.
A huge clear blue sword floated in front of the carriage. On the sword stood a young man in white. Although his appearance was ordinary, he had an aura of transcendence.
The young man in white bowed his hands and said respectfully: "Chu City pays homage to His Highness."
Xiao Liuhuai signaled that Zixuan and Yuwen Shenju were okay, then stepped forward and said lightly to the young man in white: "You are indeed here, after all, you did not disappoint me."
The young man in white lowered his eyes, and a slightly cold voice slowly sounded.
"The humiliation of invading the country, the hatred of destroying the family, and the hatred of taking away my wife, how can I not come?"
"Thousands of years ago, I was afraid and ran away. I am still in pain and don't want to live anymore."
"After a thousand years, I am no longer afraid."
"Even if the barbarian king of the Southern Wilderness has a monstrous level of cultivation, I will only die once!"
"Even if I die this time, I will cut off a piece of his skin and bones."
Hearing this, Liu Huai nodded slightly.
"good!"
Chu Cheng said respectfully: "Your Highness, wait a moment."
The next moment, the clear blue sword under his feet suddenly transformed into thousands of sword shadows, crossing the world and killing the barbarian soldiers below.
He himself also flashed his body, held a sword, and killed thousands of barbarians.
"Your Highness, who is he?"
Zixuan asked doubtfully.
"Chu City, the 182nd generation single biography of the Northern Fantasy Sword Valley."
"I have been in love with my Princess Longting for three years."
"Thousands of years ago, the Southern Barbarians invaded the Han Dynasty and destroyed the Huanjian Valley. He watched helplessly as the woman he loved married far away in the Southern Wilderness and was helpless."
Zixuan nodded thoughtfully, looking at the young man in white who was killing everyone with the Phantom Sword in his hand.
That man probably hates the barbarians no less than His Highness.
The sky is dark and there is heavy snow.
It didn't take long for all the two hundred thousand barbarians to be slaughtered.
Densely packed corpses lay on the ground, with severed limbs and remains everywhere. Blood stained the ground red, and a thick smell of blood rose into the sky and hit our faces.
Liu Huai greedily took two sips, and a rare look of violence flowed from his golden pupils, making Zixuan beside him feel dazed and uneasy.
This was the first time he had seen Liu Huai with such an attitude.
Strange and scary.
Liu Huai waved his hand, and the Purple and Gold Army continued to advance.
He did not order the Purple and Gold Army to go directly to the Southern Wilderness Royal Court.
Instead, let the Purple and Gold Army sweep through the entire territory step by step, killing tribe after tribe, dyeing every inch of land red.
He wants to destroy the Southern Wilderness Royal Court Kingdom!
A few days later.
The Barbarian King, who had always been in charge of the Southern Wilderness Royal Court, finally couldn't bear it any longer.
In just a few days, more than half of his southern wilderness has fallen, countless strong men have fallen, and countless barbarians have been massacred.
If he didn't take the initiative to attack, their entire barbarian tribe might be wiped out.
That purple and gold army that didn't know where it came from was so terrifying.
Wherever they went, the Royal Court's army was unable to resist and could only be brutally massacred.
Fortunately, Nanhuang is not without a chance to turn defeat into victory.
That's right, the only chance to win is him!
The Barbarian King of the Southern Wilderness, Tuoda Torre.
I was lucky enough to receive the inheritance of the Barbarian God, and now I am the peak Martial Emperor.
After just a few days of fighting, he discovered that the supreme ruler of the Purple and Gold Legion was only an eighth-level emperor.
No one can compete with him.
He alone can turn the situation around.
He had not taken action before and hid in the dark to endure it because he was afraid that the other party would have some back-up plan and that there would be an extremely powerful person hiding in the dark to ambush him.
Now, he couldn't help it anymore.
If we don't take action, the barbarians in the Southern Wilderness may really become extinct!
The burly body of the Barbarian King rose from the royal court and was about to rush to the battlefield.
At this moment, a mysterious coercion suddenly descended, which made him, the peak martial emperor, unable to move and filled with fear.
The barbarian king raised his head with difficulty.
Suddenly, he found an ancient god with a vague aura appearing in the sky above him. His noble purple-gold pupils were staring at him indifferently.
The Barbarian King's hoarse and slightly vibrato voice sounded.
"Half Emperor..."
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Half a month later, in the Holy Land of Southern Wasteland, on the top of Mount Everlasting Sorrow.
The Barbarian King was kneeling here, with eighty-one soul-suppressing nails nailed to his body, and his breath was weak.
The Barbarian King stared at the boy wearing the Azure Dragon King's robe with a lonely and unwilling expression.
"If you can let my people in the Southern Wilderness go, I am willing to die to pay for the sins committed thousands of years ago."
The barbarian king's hoarse voice sounded.
Liu Huai stood in front of the Barbarian King, looked at him mockingly, and said coldly: "Thousands of years ago, did you ever let go of my Han people?"
"Kneel down here and watch carefully. See with your own eyes how you barbarians will perish in my hands."
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Another half month later, under the merciless slaughter of the Purple and Gold Army, the entire Southern Wilderness seemed to have been completely transformed into a dead zone, with all living beings devastated. The severed heads piled up into mountains, and the smelly blood irrigated the land.ъìqυgΕtv
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The barbarian king knelt on the top of the Everlasting Hatred Mountain, his eyes were about to split, and he refused to close his eyes until death.
He regrets, he regrets why he provoked Han Longting in the first place.
As a result, the barbarian tribe in the Southern Wilderness has been completely destroyed, and their country has been destroyed.
Liu Huai planted the Han dragon flag on the top of Mount Everlasting Sorrow.
The dragon flag fluttering in the wind is announcing to the world that this place has been conquered by the Dragon Court of the Han Dynasty.
Qian Qian’s blood feud is finally avenged!
Liu Huai cut off the barbarian king's head with his own hands, and then slowly walked down the Mount of Everlasting Sorrow.
At the foot of Everlasting Regret Mountain, there are millions of old, weak, women and children huddled together in the wilderness, shivering.
Seeing this, Liu Huai frowned slightly and said dissatisfiedly to Zixuan: "What do you mean?"
Zixuan started to speak but stopped.
At this time, Zi Yuan, the general of the Purple and Gold Army next to Zixuan, said respectfully: "Your Highness, does the emperor say that killing old, weak, women and children is against the harmony of nature, is it too cruel?
Hearing this, Liu Huai sneered, looked at Zixuan who looked a little unnatural next to him, and sneered: "A woman's kindness."
Then he walked up to a barbarian boy and fiercely grabbed the boy's dirty hair with his small white hands.
The young man suddenly bared his teeth and claws, his wolfish eyes full of hatred and anger.
Liu Huai said coldly to Zixuan: "Did you see it? Did you see the deep resentment in his eyes? You want to let these wolf cubs go back to the mountains, and then wait until they grow up to find their way to the lonely man.
Hatred?"
Zixuan's face instantly turned pale, and then she suddenly knelt down on the ground and whispered: "Your Highness, I know I was wrong."
Liu Huai glanced at her indifferently and said coldly: "To cut the grass, you need to remove the roots. Do you need Gu Lailai to teach you such a simple truth?"
After saying that, his angry eyes turned to Zi Yuan, who had been bowing.
"What are you doing in a daze? Do you want me to do it myself?"
Zi Yuan suddenly looked panicked and said quickly: "I don't dare, I will do it now."
Immediately afterwards, the Purple and Gold Legion began another cruel and merciless killing, and millions of old, weak, women and children in the wilderness were slaughtered in an instant.
Even these Zijin soldiers, who had experienced hundreds of battles and killed countless people, could not help but feel their scalps tingling slightly, and looked at Liu Huai with eyes full of awe and fear.
In this battle, they killed too many people.
This is the real war to subjugate a country and exterminate a nation.
In the southern wilderness, all living creatures were slaughtered.
Today's Southern Wasteland is a real place of death.
No living thing survives, including flowers, plants and trees.
Liu Huai breathed in the bloody smell that was always in the air, and suddenly laughed heartily.