Mohe is surging like a tsunami, and it flows extremely turbulently.

At the southern end of Mohe, there were thousands of cavalry leaders, headed by twenty-five and sixteen young men, pressing one hand on the battle sword, holding the waist of the armor with the other hand, silently staring at the opposite bank of Mohe.

Qianqi behind him looked at the young man with admiration, and it was obvious that this young man was the leader of Qianqi.

There was also a strong man in his forties next to the young man, silently following behind the young man and looking at the opposite side.

"This Beiwu is probably going to raise an army." The forty-year-old strong man looked at the opposite Mohe River, looking at the plain river, until some mountains.

At that glance, at the corner of the mountain behind the plains, there are endless accounts.

His face was also very serious.

At this time, Youhe's eyes were quiet and very calm.

He silently watched the tent of the tent down the mountain.

"I, Youhe, is as famous as my name. I was born to protect me, so why should I be afraid of a battle..." Youhe's eyes burned, he glanced at Mohe, and then looked towards the direction of the capital of Daxia.

Among the thousands of cavalry, several gazes fell on Ho Xi, and his eyes were even more admiring.

Several of the thousands of riders listened to this and felt that their mission was one step closer. Youhe's loyalty to Daxia can be seen by the sun and the moon.

The small troops in Beiwu tried to fight to the death without taking a step back, and swear to defend the Daxia territory to death.

They seemed to have known how to write a letter and pass it on to Daxia.

Youhe, as his name is.

Lifetime protection.

Several people among the Qianqi looked at each other and nodded in approval.

Youhe... No, it should be said that it was Ho Si, silently staring at the direction of the capital of Daxia, with his eyes full of firmness.

Clan leader, Zhenbei Army, I will take it down for you and become my private army.

He Xi pressed his sword in his hand and looked silently at the direction of the capital of Daxia, with neither sad nor happy expression, but he missed his family very much, but he thought of the He family development outline written by the patriarch when he left home.

He knew he couldn't go back.

I must build a huge country for my family, not afraid of jackals and wolves, not afraid of biting tigers and leopards, and stand proudly in the world.

From the beginning of the morning, the Zhenbei Army in the north came into his eyes, mainly because of the constant friction here.

He made achievements better, controlled the army, and was invincible in troubled times.

"Beiwu, come quickly..."

He Xi looked at the direction of the capital of Daxia for a long time, slowly withdrew his gaze, turned to look north of Mohe, and his eyes were filled with fighting spirit.

Xia Wudi's departure created great opportunities for him.

In Mobei, there are three days and one small battle, one big battle in January and one big battle in battle. He rushed to the front of the battle. Now he commands the thousand cavalry and is named: Youhe Jingqi, all of which are Zhuanghe elites.

The fierce tactics of fighting, the powerful will, the feat of Zhuanghe's sixth-grade battle against Zhuanghe's eighth-grade.

All of them allowed his reputation in the army to rise again and again.

Now in the Zhenbei Army, who doesn’t know the name of Youhe, and who doesn’t give a thumbs up after hearing the name of Youhe.

The strong man in his forties was silently staring at Youhe. Although he didn't know the other person's real name, he felt that he was really following the right person.

Although Youhe is only a sixth-rank Zhuanghe River, his strength is not weaker than him.

"The demon who understands the three sword intents..."

Zheng Nan was indeed in the idea of ​​investing in a genius, and facing the invitation called Fuhe at that time, he followed silently.

But he didn't expect that this genius had risen so quickly. In less than half a year, from the fourth grade Zhuanghe to the sixth grade Zhuanghe, his combat power reached the eighth grade Zhuanghe.

The most important thing is that the person in front of him has understood the three sword intents.

Unyielding fighting spirit.

Domineering battle.

And he also has the heart to look at death.

Unyielding, domineering, and death.

The three sword intents were really not heard of, he had such a genius.

Moreover, the commander's thousand cavalry went forward, not only with great prestige in the Zhenbei Army, but even Beiwu was really scared to death.

In this way, he felt that he had bet right.

Ho Xi took a deep look at the account at the foot of the mountain at the edge of the plain.

"Since the words were said by the patriarch, the one who can keep the Mohe Wuya can only be the He family... the Zhenbei Army will eventually return to me."

He Xi's eyes were firm. This was the reason why he traveled thousands of miles to Mohe from Shunzhou to the south.

Since the words were said by the patriarch, the only one who can keep Wuya in Mohe is their He family.

Then, Ho Xi held the horse's head, clamped his legs, and rode his horse far away.

Youhe Qianqi instantly clamped his legs and turned his horse's head. For a moment, the dust in Mohe flew.

In the camp at the foot of the mountain north of Mohe, three figures were wearing vertical armor, obviously the generals of Beiwu, silently watching the flying dust in Mohe.

"Youhe is the leader of the powerful army like Xia Wudi. It is really not easy to march into Daxia." The leader looked at the flying dust and frowned slightly.

"Xia Wudi was summoned by Emperor Xia to return to the capital of Daxia. The people we have installed are looking for opportunities, but Youhe must be eliminated as soon as possible. If you grow up, you will be another Xia Wudi."

"Well, now the civil strife in Daxia is in danger. We are waiting for an opportunity to cross Mohe, break through the capital of Daxia, and destroy the Xia family."

The other two Beiwu generals spoke, and asked the leader to nodded gently.

"Wait, the time is up. The whole army crosses Mohe, enters the hinterland of Daxia, and takes the capital of Daxia..." The generals of the leader glanced at the south side of Mohe. The dust flying slowly dissipated again and returned to peace.

But he sneered on his face. Emperor Xia wanted to be the eternal emperor of Daxia, so of course they would not miss such an opportunity.

Of course, they were not in a hurry to attack. There were other trends on the civil strife in Daxia.

When Daxia's clone was unable to do anything, she advanced and rushed straight to the hinterland.

.........

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Prison Division.

After He An returned here, he entered a state of leisure, and he did not leave the gate and did not step into the gate.

It is rare to be idle, but the white-clothed swordsman named Leng Ying in the prison hall did not look for him, and he would not come to him, just to practice.

However, some of the things I ordered were done well.

Everything in the prison guards still made He Anshun very happy, but only He Jindong gave him a headache.

Really uneasy.

"I hope you remember that people must have life to make the family rise. If you can't beat them, you can join them and slowly..." He Anyu spoke earnestly.

He was also angry. Even a ten-year-old child couldn't handle it. Why did he become the "if you can't beat it, you can join" the great cause?

"Only death in battle, not being born on the knee, the He family's character cannot be lost. This is the He family's ancestors..." He Jindong's eyes were still stubborn.

"Ancestral teachings? When did you have them?" He An was stunned for a moment. He had never heard of this ancestral teachings before.

"After you succeeded as the patriarch, the old patriarch said that you personally decided that you should be a hero in life, and a hero in death..." He Jindong's eyes were firm, and he did not give in at all when facing He An's eyes.

It seems to express your inner determination in this way.

"...I've found the source." He An's head buzzed for a moment, and he felt that he had finally found who was stabbing him back.

He is the old patriarch of the He family.

He is right to be a hero in life, and to die as a ghost hero, but when did he join the ancestral teachings and when did he say that the character of the He family is to die in battle and not be born on the knee.

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