Prince Daqin: My legion can enchant

The coming of the night is like a hell of death.

The people of each fallen tribe were covered with a haze of fear in their hearts, and no one could sleep.

‘One day late, the night covers the day’, the words are like death blades, destroying everyone’s will over and over again, making them gradually fear the night.

Yan Li’s eyes were gloomy.

The hand is firmly grasping the scepter.

“Unknown enemies such as the messengers of death are harvesting life every night, and the clansmen are panicking! Patriarch, we must make a decision, otherwise, the Falling Mountain Tribe will not be able to survive. ”

A Fallen Mountain tribe stared at Yan Li, and there was horror in his eyes.

Maybe that letter shouldn’t have been burned!

Because, that was the beginning of the darkness!

“What about the people who came to the aid of the other tribes.”

Yan Li asked.

“No one dared to come.”

A clan member said solemnly: “Just got the news, the people who rushed to help, just approached my tribe, more than a hundred people died, the same way of death, they have been scared away, let us hold on first.” ”

Hold on first?

This made Yan Li’s face even more ugly.

When night falls, many people will die.

And how long can it last?

How many of the clansmen of the Falling Mountain tribe can be killed?

“Maybe we should go talk to that imperial prince!”

A clan elder proposed.

Yunshan, burly big man are rarely seen silence.

They are the bravest warriors of the Falling Mountain tribe, but in the face of unknown mystery, they can do nothing, everyone knows that one or twenty people will die every night, and in the long run, the Falling Mountain tribe will really die.

Yan Li pondered for a long time and said, “Yunshan, you go!” ”

Yunshan nodded, and immediately took the four of them and went straight to the Lingshan military camp.

But.

What Yunshan didn’t expect was that there were no conditions to talk about.

I didn’t even see Huan Ziqin’s face.

This made the hearts of the people of the Falling Mountain tribe sink.

They all understood that the imperial prince wanted to threaten them with death.

“The clansmen can’t die any longer.”

“Surrender.”

After Yan Li pondered, he made a decision!

The emotions of the clansmen are out of control, and they cannot repeatedly touch the taboo.

“Patriarch, how should the seventeen tribes deal with it?”

Yunshan said solemnly.

Once the Falling Mountain Tribe surrenders, it is bound to become the target of attack by the Seventeen Tribes, and it will also be a disaster for the Falling Mountain Tribe.

“Compared to the threat of the seventeen tribes, the darkness is terrifying!”

Yan Li glanced at the sky and made a decision in his heart.

He led the whole clan to the Lingshan military camp.

At this time.

Ancient Yue tribe.

The black-robed Gu Yue Lord Yun Yu walked into the alliance hall.

This is the hall of the eighteen tribes that was built.

Yun You, is the grandson of Yue King Goujian!

In terms of status and status, they all surpass other patriarchs.

And there is also the mysterious Cliff priest to help.

The priest of the Cliff is a strange man in the land of a hundred crosses, and he is proficient in the art of imperial demon and many mysterious techniques.

The original Qin general Tu Sui was assassinated under his scheme.

With his help, the Guyue tribe also became the head of the eighteen tribal alliances.

And in Baiyue, the status is second only to Anyang State.

In the temple, the priest of the Cliff Cliff, wearing a solemn sacrificial costume and a nine-headed bird mask, looks extremely mysterious and strange!

“Patriarch Yun! There is two good news! ”

The Cliff Priest’s tone was deep and thick, with an oppressive momentum.

Yun Yu smiled and said, “Could it be that the Vine Armory Army has eyebrows?” ”

“It seems that Patriarch Yun can’t be concealed.”

Mongya said, “The Vine Armor Army has indeed been completed, and in addition, the Soul Devouring Demon has also been refined. ”

“Perhaps, it should be given as a gift to that honorable imperial prince.”

“That’s how we treat you.”

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Yun You’s pupils were slightly condensed.

He knew the horror of the Soul Devouring Demon and said quite jealously: “Even the Soul Devouring Demon has been refined, it seems that the Cliff Priest’s magic is indeed unfathomable, I believe that the prince will like this gift.” ”

“It’s just, it’s just a slight pity that the Falling Mountain tribe surrendered.”

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The priest of the cliff said, “This is not a pity! Because that honorable imperial prince would soon die, this would cast an unimaginable nightmare haze over the Qin army. ”

Yun You’s eyes moved.

The surrender of the fallen tribes did affect the morale of the eighteen clan alliances.

But if the noble prince of the empire dies.

Everything can be salvaged again.

Moreover, the death of the prince under the protection of all the masters was not a small shock to the Qin army!

“No one can survive under the soul devourer, it’s really a wait-and-see!”

Yun Yu sneered.

“The vine armor soldier will let Patriarch Yun wait and see.”

The priest of the cliff said faintly.

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Noon.

Outside the Lingshan barracks, Yan Li and Yunshan appeared with their clansmen.

The soldiers in the barracks were stunned.

Even Wu Tai and other generals looked stunned.

Could a simple letter of threat make a recalcitrant tribe surrender unconditionally?

If it were really so easy, then they wouldn’t have had to fight for so many years.

“How many terrifying means does Gongzi hide?”

Wu Tai’s eyes were full of awe and curiosity!

The mysterious Hurricane Legion had long made Huan Ziqin’s figure become mysterious and mysterious in his eyes, and now it was a mysterious letter that crushed the will of a tribe, which seemed to be omnipotent.

“Ding! Congratulations to the master, the Falling Mountain Clan surrendered and received merit points x51! ”

A system prompt sounds.

Huan Ziqin’s eyes lit up.

Surrendering a clan earns so many merit points.

And all eighteen tribes surrendered?

Or take the entire land of Baiyue?

This made Huan Ziqin look forward to it.

At this time.

Tian Yan’s figure appeared in the house.

Huan Ziqin looked at Tian Yan, who was dressed in a killer costume, his eyes were extremely bright, no matter which angle he looked at, it was a perfect outline!

Tian Yan held the salamander sword in his hand, put it on his chest, and said, “I have inquired about some information, in the ancient Yue tribe, there is a mysterious army, the Vine Armor Army!” ”

Vine armor army?

Huan Ziqin looked slightly stunned.

“It’s rare to see you have an unexpected expression.”

Tian Yan looked at Huan Ziqin in surprise.

Huan Ziqin smiled lightly, and then said, “Tell me specifically.” ”

Tian Yan said: “I heard that it was an army secretly formed by the ancient Yue tribe, which originated from the three thousand Yue jia of Yue King Goujian. “

“Make armor out of ancient vines.”

“Soak in secret!”

“Forged with occult techniques”

“Compared with ordinary armor, rattan armor is not only light, but also has several times more defensive power.”

“The bronze sword blade cannot be split, and it cannot be destroyed.”

“Soldiers wear it on their bodies, and they are said to have some mysterious powers.”

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At the beginning, Yue King Goujian relied on this kind of vine armor, and only then did he dare to swallow Wu Xue with three thousand Yue armor!

Vine armor army?

What about fighting against the Legion of Fire?

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ps: Does anyone still watch, feel that the flowers, the comments are not moving, is it the author who wrote the collapse? This is a copy, and it’s fast!