Chapter 460

A group of people in a hurry to withdraw from the battlefield, came to a forest, behind the pursuit of sound just disappeared.

They all breathed a sigh of relief, but Zu an asked Sang Hong: "can the embroidered clothes messenger act for the emperor? If you ask the imperial edict out directly, all the ghosts and gods have been suppressed. How can you run for your life in such a hurry? "

Last time in Mingyue City, the scene of the other side asking for the imperial edict is still fresh in my memory. Three thousand elite red robed soldiers are only better than these rebels in terms of combat effectiveness.

Sang Hong replied: "after all, there are a few people who have seen embroidered messengers before, not to mention the continuous ones? In my opinion, they can't ask for the imperial edict just because they want to. They must pay a great price. "

"In addition, the embroidering emissary shared the emperor's worries. If he had to ask the emperor to do something, wouldn't it seem that he was not good at it? So unless they have to, most of them will not ask for the imperial edict. "

Hearing his analysis, Zuan generally understood what was going on. Imperial edicts were equivalent to nuclear weapons. Most of them were deterrents and could not be used in conventional operations.

Huang Huihong snorted: "Mr. sang, don't speculate..."

At this time, several long swords were suddenly stretched out on the ground to pierce the horse's stomach, and then stabbed the embroidered messenger on the horse's back.

The timing of these people is very good, just as the embroidered messenger just relaxed his vigilance, at the same time, his attention was attracted by Sang Hong's words.

So the sudden killer caught them by surprise. Although the embroidered messengers were well-trained and jumped up from the horse's back to escape, there were two embroidered messengers who took a slow step and were put together by the sword.

Zuan took a cool breath and covered his ass subconsciously. How painful it must be.

However, those embroidered messengers who jumped into the air to escape also felt bad, because they suddenly shot several black lights in mid air.

Zuan's eyes narrowed. He could not be more familiar with the black light. Last time, he was almost shot to death by an arrow in Jibei city. It was this kind of black light.

Is it the rebels who want to kill me?

Those embroidered messengers in mid air wave out the enchanting chain one after another to try to shoot down the fierce shot of feather arrows. Unfortunately, if the night elves don't do it, they will see blood.

Their bows and arrows had been ready for a long time, and they were launched in mid air while people were avoiding the underground assassination.

In this way, it's just the time when many embroidery messengers are old and new. They can't avoid it.

Bursts of screams rang out, and immediately there were two embroidered messengers blooming blood on their chest. They were shot dead on the spot by the sneak attack of bows and arrows.

Although the other few people hid in confusion, they were also injured.

Huang Huihong quickly summoned his companion to his side and leaned close to the prison car. His face was very ugly.

You know, there are only ten embroidering messengers out this time. Before, there were two companions in the small town Inn who died in an unexplained way. In this raid and assassination, a total of four people were killed. Now there are only four embroidering messengers left, including him.

At this time, the enemy also slowly showed his figure. Several night elves flew out of the ground, and several others jumped down from the distant trees and approached the prison car.

There were eight night elves, five men and three women, all dressed in black, with black veil on their faces. Their eyes were different from those of human beings, and their pupils were red.

Sang Hong sighed: "the night elves are really good at assassinating as they are said to be. The killing just killed nearly half of the embroidered messengers in a flash. I'm afraid it's difficult for us today."

Although Huang Huihong's face was gloomy, he didn't look afraid. Instead, he stared coldly at the approaching crowd: "who ordered you to rob Qin? Do you know what happened to the nine nationalities?"

"Nine nationalities?" One of the night elves hummed coldly, "our homeland has been destroyed by your people. There are no nine tribes."

Seeing the hatred in the other side's eyes, Huang Huihong knew that it was hard to be good today. He roughly weighed the fighting power of both sides, and the other side had the upper hand in terms of the number of people and average accomplishments.

He said in a deep voice, "you should be clear that we can act for the emperor. Once you ask for an imperial edict, you will be wiped out."

As a last resort, he did not want to ask for the imperial edict. The reason was similar to that analyzed by Sang Hong before.

"The edict?" The night elves all laughed scornfully, as if they were nothing at all.

Huang Huihong felt that something was wrong today, so he didn't hesitate to kneel down in the East and held his hands respectfully in front of him: "I'm waiting for the enemy to stop me. Please, the Emperor..."

Zuan is a little excited. Finally, he can see the scene of imperial edict suppression. He can't be beaten every time. Let's see such a big killer bullying others.

Who knows at this time beside suddenly an old voice spreads: "rise!"

Hearing this sound, Huang Huihong, who was kneeling on the ground to invite the saint, stood up involuntarily, and then the ceremony of inviting the saint was naturally interrupted.

A few embroider dress emissary of one side one head fog water ground stares at him, don't understand why he suddenly rises.Huang Huihong is also inexplicable, subconsciously looking back to another direction.

At this time, an old man came slowly from the depth of the forest, clutching a leading crutch in his hand, and his body was shaking as if he was about to fall at any time.

However, since old man MI and Wei Chuan, zu'an did not dare to underestimate these old men who looked like they were going to fall when the wind blew. They were more overcast than anyone else. Most of them pretended to be harmless to paralyze the enemy's psychology.

At the same time, he looked at his head more strangely. On both sides of his head, above his ears, there was a diagonal shape, which was different from the horns of other herbivores. His horns were not big and looked more like a pair of ornaments, but they had an inexplicable power.

At this time, Huang Huihong's face changed greatly. He knelt down again and began the ceremony. But this time, his movement and speaking speed were much faster than just now.

If there is just a few sub pack force like show off, at this time there is an imminent panic.

At this time, the old man pointed to the Yellow gray red with the dragon's stick in his hand: "silence!"

The yellow, gray and red voice disappeared immediately. He could only see his mouth open all the time, but he couldn't make any sound.

"I'll go. What's the situation?" Zuan was shocked.

Sang Hong on one side explained: "this old man should be a higher dragon."

"Dragon clan?" Zuan took a look at the old man's thin body. It didn't look very like him. When I didn't see a dragon?

The red dragon in Longyin mountain is still fresh in his memory.

As if to see his doubts, Sang Hong replied: "the general dragon people need to cultivate to a very high level before they can become human beings, and there are still considerable risks, but the higher dragon people don't have to. They can almost become human beings after they are born."

Zuan suddenly realized why the diagonal on the old man's head looked so familiar.

At this time, Zheng Dan said strangely: "why did Huang Tongling suddenly lose his voice?"

Sang Hong looked at the Dragon elder in the distance: "this is another talent of the higher dragon, the Dragon language spirit."

"Dragon language spirit?" It suddenly occurred to Zuan that shangliuyu had mentioned to him in his school that the dragon people had a secret art of spiritual expression, which was the envy of other races.

Just need to say some simple words, can turn it into reality, in a sense, can be said to follow the law.

Zuan is envious in his heart. What he says and what he does should not be the patent of keyman. When will I have this ability.

"I didn't expect the dragon people to participate in it. Your face is really big enough." Sang Hong gave Zuan a complicated look.

Zuan also has some hair in his heart. Isn't he saying that the emperor is the strongest in the world? How can his subordinates be beaten so hard by other forces that they can't find the north now.

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