When the army was approaching, Ziyun and Lin Chao had already felt the danger coming. The two smiled bitterly. Danger was always wonderful about the life with Ziyun, which was a very good thing.

The madness of the night made the Kant tribe and the Dark Night tribe completely release the depression in their hearts. After all, they were originally a proud tribe. They didn’t know who Ziyun was, so they were brought here by Monk and Lin Chao. Of course, they would feel very uncomfortable. Fortunately, both the Kant tribe and the Dark Night tribe are both broad-minded tribesmen. The Kant tribe doesn’t like to use their brains, and the Dark Night tribe doesn’t care about anything, so they won’t be angry because they follow a strange character.

In their eyes, as long as you do your own thing well, it is enough. This sentence is very simple, but it is so difficult to do it.

Duran was in the consul castle of the capital of the Reno Province, his face was light and dark, and his brows were frowning. He was obviously thinking about what he would do next. Since the emperor of the Empire wanted to kill Ziyun, should he follow the emperor's thoughts? Or should he keep Ziyun? This is his future. He is a descendant of the Bourbon family. He knew that he could climb to his current position, which was beyond his expectations. If he wanted to make another breakthrough, there would be no hope. Half of his ability to reach his current height was due to Ziyun's credit. If it weren't for Ziyun's strength, he would never have become a consul in a province.

What should I do? Do I really want to be an enemy of the entire empire? Is it that I abandon my current glory and wealth, and still have the hard-earned power? Duran couldn't make a decision for a while.

"I have reached the current level of power, why do I need to destroy it?" A cold voice rose in Duran's heart, which made Duran shocked all over.

Although Ziyun is very good and a very capable person, Ziyun cannot be an opponent of an empire at all. When the imperial emperor wants to kill him, there will be too many means. Ziyun cannot survive successfully every time. Yes, if you survive, Ziyun has no strength to fight against the entire empire.

My own woman? Since she is already Ziyun’s woman, following Ziyun wholeheartedly, perhaps dying by Ziyun’s side is a very good choice.

Duran took a long breath, his face was extremely pale, as if he had suddenly aged ten years old, but the expression in his eyes became quiet, and there was no anxiety as before. When things had already been decided, Duran would not think about it anymore, slowly closed his eyes, and his breathing gradually became dull.

Hanhu followed the army to the outskirts of Noxus in the province of Reno. There was a huge wasteland, with 50,000 soldiers and war horses, but a huge number required enough places to station them. His father Harden just sent a message to all the troops in the province of Reno, and there was no more orders. Now the army where Hanhu is stationed here, waiting for Harden's next order.

After more than half a year of growth, Hanhu is now a commander. If Harden had not asked them to besiege Fengyun Valley, perhaps in a few months, Hanhu would have grown into a general and won the title of general.

However, it is impossible now, because Han Hu felt that this siege of Fengyun Valley would be a dangerous thing. At that time, more than a thousand heavy cavalry could not kill Ziyun, and he did not even rush into Fengyun Valley. Although the soldiers were fifty times that of him at that time, Han Hu still felt a panic in his heart.

I couldn't sleep at all. Every time I lay down, I saw black shadows passing through my tent, killing my soldiers, taking out their intestines, cutting off their heads, and blood soaking the entire earth, and my whole body was soaked in blood.

Hanhu knew that this was because he had not forgotten his previous failure, which made him like this. After more than half a year, Hanhu was able to restrain his fear and could sleep well at night. However, as he got closer and closer to Fengyun Valley, Hanhu actually had a nightmare again, as if a nightmare had come up again, which made Hanhu never able to break free.

"Brother, why are you coming out?" A honest Kante warrior saw Han Hu walking out of the tent and said to Han Hu with a silly smile.

There were many barbarians of all races in the army of the Bourbon Empire, but the Kante warriors were generally regarded as cannon fodder. Only Hanhu, who had returned from generals, would treat the Kante soldiers as real soldiers.

It can be said that Hanhu would treat all his soldiers equally without any partiality, which allowed Hanhu to form a huge cohesion among his soldiers. Hanhu's current strength can be said to be much stronger than when he was a general at that time.

The eldest brother, Hanhu asked his soldiers to call this because Hanhu believed that this would be more convenient to command his soldiers and communicate with them. In Hanhu's view, cold orders were already very fragile. In the army, if these soldiers would not be friends with you and could not fight for you, your army would not be able to win every battle and be extremely powerful.

This Kante warrior is named Wright, a Kante warrior, who charges and lies profession, but it is particularly in line with the characteristics of the Kante tribe. He is strong in body, has strong ability to resist strikes, and has strong power.

The Kante tribe has many branches. Although each branch is a Kante tribe, most Kante tribes do not interact with each branch. They will not be able to command a Kante tribe member if they are the leader of another branch.

Hanhu smiled loudly, walked to Wright, patted Wright on the shoulder and said, "How is it, are you afraid?"

"What are you afraid of? I'm not afraid when I'm with my elder brother." Wright said with a honest smile: "Brother will let us all live, and we will win."

Hanhu felt as if something had been suppressed by his heart, his heartbeat suddenly stopped and his face turned pale.

"Brother, what's wrong with you?" Wright asked in surprise at Hanhu's pale face. This was the first time Wright saw Hanhu becoming like this. In Wright's eyes, Hanhu was a powerful and confident person. This is something he didn't have, so Wright admires Hanhu very much.

Hanhu reacted when he heard Wright's shouting, laughed dryly, took a deep breath and said, "It's nothing, I just thought of everything that happened before."

"That must be a bad thing." Wright said honestly: "Is the opponent very strong this time? A little lord can actually let more than 50,000 of us come to attack. I really don't know what kind of person he is."

"Very powerful." Han Hu said with a wry smile. Ziyun had left indelible traces in his memory. Even if he died, Han Hu would not forget Ziyun's figure. His faint smile was a person who could destroy himself in the flowing water.

Lai Te nodded, said nothing, glanced around and did what he should do.

Hanhu no longer disturbed Wright's work, stood up and returned to his tent. The nightmare of fear rose from his mind again, making Hanhu feel that his head was about to explode. It was not until dawn that Hanhu fell asleep deeply.

Ziyun was in the air, looking indifferently at the Bourbon Emperor team everywhere, with a sneer on his lips. Early this morning, Archbishop Chrys came to report to him that the Emperor of the Bourbon Empire had re-activated Harden, and made Harden the commander of the Renault Province, and in charge of all the troops. The first thing he thought was to attack him.

Ziyun understood why this was the case at that time. The emperor of the Empire was angry that he had not handed over Zizhu County to the Bourbon Empire, but that was his own family territory, so how could he handed over it to the Bourbon Empire?

Since you want to attack yourself and have to use a knife to kill people, the imperial emperor's mind is really sinister and cunning, and it is hard to guard against.

Ziyun was not worried at all. With his current strength, he was not afraid of the other party’s soldiers of 50,000 or 100,000. It was enough to just let the five slaves go and kill the enemy commander.

However, Monk and Lin Chao firmly opposed Ziyun's idea, because they were not here to make fun of it. This battle would require the Kant tribe and the Dark Night tribe to participate.

Ziyun had no choice but to nod and agreed to the determination of Munch and Lin Chao, but they were not careless. After all, what Ziyun lacked the most now is manpower, and everyone would make Ziyun feel very valuable.

Looking at the soldiers in the wasteland, Ziyun turned to Jinnu beside him and said, "Let the Dark Night clan launch an attack. rush in and out quickly, just disturb them."

In the early morning, when the sun had not yet jumped out of the horizon and the darkness had not been dispelled by the sun, it was the time when everyone felt the most tired. At this time, it was the time when the Dark Night clan was most excited. More than 500 black shadows in the dark rushed out of the dense forests on both sides of the wasteland and rushed into the camp of the Bourbon Empire soldiers. Suddenly, the entire camp was in chaos. The screams, gathering sounds, and the flames burning everywhere made the entire camp completely chaotic.

Han Hu just fell asleep when he heard the riot outside. He was covered in cold sweat. He roared and rushed out of his tent. He saw several black backs moving away. However, Wright, who was originally standing on the whistle, fell in a pool of blood, with panic in his eyes and no longer his original honest appearance.

"No." Han Hu roared to the sky and hugged Wright in his arms. Tears couldn't help but flow out of his eyes. Han Hu was a person who didn't like to cry. He was a man who bleed but did not cry. But now, the past troubles all poured into Han Hu's mind at this time, and he felt a huge sadness and cried out.

This sneak attack can be said to be very successful. The Dark Night Clan is worthy of being a natural shadow killer. He quickly entered and exited, but no one died or even was injured.

This made Ziyun feel very satisfied, but Monk quit. The Kant tribe and the Dark Night tribe came to Fengyun Valley, which is now only members of the Dark Night tribe participated in the battle. Wouldn't this make the Kant tribe laughable?

Ziyun could only smile bitterly and said, "Isn't it time for you to appear now? You will be able to appear soon."

"Really?" Monk said with a chuckling.

"Of course it's true, but I want to fight with a new lineup." Ziyun scratched her head and said, "This is just my idea."

"Tell me." Monk said with his mouth. In Monk's opinion, as long as Ziyun said, what he said was always correct. This was the idea that was established in Monk's mind from the beginning. Even now, Monk has not changed.

"The Kante tribe has strong defense and is the best siege for siege. However, when conducting small-scale battles, the Kante tribe's combat power cannot be fully exerted." Ziyun said.

Monk nodded. This is a fact. The Kante tribe is only useful on the battlefield. Its powerful defense and powerful earthquake cracking skills are enough to destroy the heavy cavalry on the opposite side. Of course, most of the time, the Kante tribe is cannon fodder.

"But if the Kant tribe and the Wolf tribe are together, it would be different." Ziyun smiled and said, "The Wolf Warrior is the most powerful single-handed combat capability, while the Kant tribe warrior is the most powerful defensive force. The combination of the two will have a very powerful lethality."

"Someone has tried this, no," Hu Feng said with a frown: "This way, we cannot use the greatest advantage of the Kante tribe."

"That's the formation is wrong." Ziyun said confidently: "We are a triangular formation."
Chapter completed!