The blood outside Yanmen Pass soaked Xu Wu's chainmail. When he pulled out the poisoned and dying old team leader from the pile of dead people, a cold mechanical sound rang in his mind.
[Activation of enemy killing system]
[Kill Beidi Zuoxian King and reward three thousand Xuanjia troops]
From the frontier scout to the Marquis of Zhenbei, from the rusty ring-headed sword to the dragon bird spurge that thousands of people fought for, Xu Wu realized a truth in the sea of blood on the corpse mountain: in this world, if the living person cannot explain the truth, he must use the dead person's knife to explain it!
Are the arrows in the court more poisonous than the Di people's scimitars?
Do the aristocratic families treat the border troops like nothing?
Xu Wu grinned, and the twelve gold wolf-head seals on his waist jingled: "On the day when my red flag is planted in the king's tent, I will teach you all what it means to be a horse riding on mountains and rivers, and what it means to be a rule written in blood!"
