These men in black were not masked, but they were all wearing black clothes.
Their faces were ordinary, but their eyes were full of murderous intent.
The person who came is not kind "Who is it?"
Han Xin stared closely at the men in black around him.
"I came here to collect Han Xin's head on the order of the King of Wilderness."
One of the men in black said coldly.
"Bold, don't you know that the King of Wilderness is Han Xin of the Dragon Clan?"
Lian Po shouted sharply.
He was absolutely loyal to the people of the Dragon Clan.
The man in black smiled arrogantly and snorted coldly: "Now it is the Venerable who is the king of the wilderness.
Han Xin is nothing, he is nothing now."
Then he said to the many men in black behind him: "Brothers, come here, if anyone can get Han Xin's head, he will not have to worry about food and clothing for the rest of his life, and he can also be promoted to a noble rank."
Inspired by the leading man in black, all the men in black rushed forward almost in unison, as if they were desperate for their lives.
Everyone thought Han Xin was a weak and incompetent person and did not take him seriously.
Han Xin thought that he could survive by avoiding, escaping, and enduring.
But he didn't expect those people to be unwilling to let him go.
"You can't bear it any longer."
Han Xin clenched his hands into fists, raised his head, and shot his sharp eyes at the men in black.
His figure jumped into the men in black like a hurricane.
In just two minutes, Han Xin safely jumped out of the crowd.
Yan Xiaomo couldn't help but said: "Sure enough, the dragon has disappeared."
All the men in black had fallen to the ground, and the white ground was stained with red blood, making it particularly dazzling.
Almost none of the men in black sent by the female venerable to kill Han Xin survived.
Yan Xiaomo sighed softly, a trace of regret flashed in his eyes.
Don't push people into a hurry, otherwise terrible things will happen.
Those sages have almost forced Han Xin to the point where there is no way out.
In order to survive, to redress, and for the Dragon Clan, Han Xin will definitely fight to the end with the sages.
"General Lian, take me to the army quickly."
Han Xin's eyes no longer looked confused, leaving only incomparable determination.
"Yes."
Lian Po saw the unusual determination in Han Xin's eyes, and felt a little joy in his heart.
It seemed that Han Xin had made a decision.
Lian Po's army was not far outside Manhuang City.
The large group of people and horses were in the wind and snow.
The horses neighed lowly from time to time and exhaled white mist from their nostrils.
Cheng Yaojin saw Lian Po coming back and rushed to greet him.
"Old Lian, you have indeed lived up to expectations and brought the Barbarian King back."
Cheng Yaojin laughed boldly and patted Lian Po's shoulder casually.
Lian Po seemed to have gotten used to Cheng Yaojin's habit of greeting people, so he didn't pay much attention and replied with a proud look on his face: "This is natural.
I, Old Lian, can take charge of both."
Han Xin walked to the highest snowdrift and stared at it, glancing at the dark soldiers below.
"Everyone must have understood what kind of situation our Dragon Clan is in.
His Majesty deceived the people to gain the position of the Dragon Clan.
Now I, Han Xin, is the only one left in the Dragon Clan.
I, Han Xin, am willing to take the soldiers of the Chonglong Clan back to the imperial capital and rebuild our homeland."
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Han Xin's voice was more powerful than ever before, and his deep eyes were filled with confidence and determination.
He finally couldn't tolerate it anymore Listening to Han Xin's words, Yan Xiaomo felt that her heart was filled with excitement.
All the soldiers shouted: "Fight back to the imperial capital and rebuild our homeland" oshow7: