The sky is clear and cloudless.

  Thirty miles outside Wulong City, Xu Haifeng, Fangxiang Ming brothers, Li Guanying and others led a thousand Beijiang brave warriors to form an array here.

  Their bodies stood straight, without a single person moving slightly.

  The scorching sun beat down, emitting a fiery breath, and large beads of sweat flowed from their foreheads, backs, and the hair all over their bodies, like sticky liquid, but they were still fully armed, with no one showing any signs of distress.

  In the distance, the sound of horseshoes and carriage wheels gradually approached.

  Xu Haifeng and others' eyes lit up, as the convoy moved forward, they could already see the two thick and eye-catching coffins inside.

  Fang Lingde's image of that kind and gentle elder seemed to reappear before his eyes at this moment, the benevolent elder, the brave warrior, the loyal and unyielding great Han dynasty's famous minister, seemed to have come back to life from Xu Haifeng's mind.

  Xu Haifeng's heart was heavy and stuffy, his usual calm heart had begun to fluctuate slightly when he saw Fang Lingde's coffin, and as the carriage galloped forward, it became increasingly turbulent.

  His originally dry eyes had a layer of mist, and the feeling of being tearful was not pleasant. Until now, he only knew that although he had already set foot in the realm of the ancestors, he was still a person, a human with seven emotions and six desires. Fang Lingde, it turned out that this old man had such a heavy weight in his heart.

  Xu Haifeng suddenly took three steps forward, lifted his robe and heavily knelt down in the direction of the approaching vehicle.

  His actions were clearly beyond the expectations of Difan and others, but afterwards, they came forward one after another, knelt down on the ground, without words, without eyes, this... is a matter of course, it is their heartfelt respect and guilt towards the two old men.

  A thousand men of the Northern Frontier, they disregarded their armor on their bodies, their movements unchanged. They disregarded the dust flying in their faces, tears streaming down. On this great road, facing the coffins of the two elderly men, facing the Xiongnu people who came to escort the coffins, they bent their originally straight backs like pine trees, and knelt down on their knees that had never knelt before.

  The horse carriage slowly approached, and the first person was none other than Buyantai, the great general of the Xiongnu.

  He had already jumped off the horse and was walking while leading it. The Xiongnu people were a nation that revered heroes, and both Fang Lide and Li Bohu had earned their respect through their own actions.

  "General Xu, on the order of General Shan, we have brought back the bodies of General Fang and Commander Liu. Please accept them." Maite said loudly.

  "Trouble you, General." Xu Haifeng responded heavily, and without his instruction, someone came forward to carry away the two coffins.

  "Cough...cough..." After clearing his throat, Ma Buyi continued: "In addition to returning the bodies of the two old generals, I have also brought something else as an offering."

  "What?"

  Maibaiti turned around and took down a long package from the horseback, opening it layer by layer in front of everyone.

  When the last layer of brocade was lifted, a bright color appeared before everyone's eyes, and it turned out to be a seven-foot-long spear with a red tassel, shining brightly from head to toe.

  Li Guanying's breath caught in his throat, and then he couldn't help but bite his lower lip tightly to prevent himself from making a sobbing sound. His teeth had sunk deeply into the flesh of his lips, and a strand of bright red liquid flowed along his dry mouth and into his mouth, filling it with a strong, bitter metallic taste.

  His gaze was piercing and concentrated, filled with endless hatred that cut to the bone. A mouthful of true energy slowly rose up, and he began to breathe in again, his breathing suddenly becoming urgent. His heart became more and more restless, as an overwhelming sense of hatred rampaged, hurting, aching, and tormenting him uncontrollably.

  Everyone's eyes were fixed on him, and his eyes were firmly staring at the red-tasseled spear in Mai Mai Ti's hand. He took big strides forward and came to Mai Mai Ti's side.

  With a sympathetic glance at the young general, Mai Mai Ti said: "Your uncle was heroic and chivalrous, I have always admired him greatly. This gun was your uncle's personal sword, Mai Mai Ti dare not take it for himself, now return it to you, General."

  He took the bright silver copper spear from Maibaiti's hand, which had once made the Xiongnu people tremble with fear. Li Guanying's hands tightly grasped the gun handle, his knuckles bulging, his face turned pale, and he suddenly raised his head, shouting loudly: "Ah……"

  This loud and forceful cry seemed to have released the intense pain in his heart.

  Two large hands were placed on his shoulders, Li Guanying turned to look, and it was Fang Xiangming and Xu Haifeng. They looked at each other with the same concern and heaviness in their eyes.

  With great difficulty, he forced out a smile that seemed to be on the verge of tears. This iron-blooded man clasped his fists together in respect towards Ma Mai Ti and squeezed out one sentence: "Thank you, General."

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  However, they did not know that more than a hundred people were sitting cross-legged on a small hill one mile away, quietly and silently without any sound.

  Before them, a burly man withdrew his gaze from afar and said, "Military Advisor, Mai Mai Ti has already made contact with the Master."

  "Hmm. Since you're here. Alright, let's proceed as planned." Jiang Kongming smiled and said, his smile seemed so confident.

  More than a hundred people sitting cross-legged had changed, they stretched out their palms and held each other together. In the middle of them was a delicate and charming weak woman with a flirtatious gaze and manner.

  She is the only female member among all Blood-C warriors - Yuna Ito.

  After receiving Jiang Kungming's command, she slowly sat down. Almost simultaneously, all the members of the hetero team closed their eyes, and their hetero abilities merged into one at this moment.

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  Maiti let out a sigh and said: "General Xu, General Fang, the Khan's orders have been carried out by Maiti, I bid you farewell."

  It was not surprising for Maimaiti to rush past the city without entering, as he was escorting the bodies of two enemy generals to the Western camp, and it was a time when everyone was grief-stricken, so they naturally wanted to hurry as much as possible.

  Stay here, even if Hai Feng and others are restricted by etiquette and won't do anything to him, but the taste of being despised and hated is not pleasant.

  Xu Haifeng raised his head to gaze at the sky, as if he had sensed something, and then withdrew his gaze, looking at this sturdy Xiongnu man. Suddenly, he spoke slowly: "Please, General, return and bring a message to Modun Shanyu."

  "General Xu, please speak."

  "The feelings of the Khan, Xu Xian has understood. He said that when the troops are dispatched to the grasslands and the nobles are being punished, he will definitely spare him once, to repay the favor of today." Xu Haifeng said loudly.

  Maibaiti's face changed greatly, he took a step back and shouted loudly: "General Xu, you have insulted my master again, what is the reason for this?"

  Looking at the stern expression of Ma Mai, Xu Haifeng's calm voice sounded again: "Xu Mou had no intention of insulting or deceiving the Duan Ton, but just spoke out of feeling and said some true words."

  Maititi's face grew increasingly angry, his hand moved to his waist, "Hiss..." a crisp sound, he had already drawn his sword.

  "Look at the knife." With a loud shout, Ma Mai Ti concentrated all his strength into one blow and chopped down towards Xu Haifeng's head.

  But his knife did not hit its target, for a shining silver gun had appeared between the two men.

  "Ding......" Under the clash of swords and guns, a crisp and pleasant sound echoed far away.

  "You don't deserve to have Master Xu lay a hand on you, let me teach you a lesson instead." Li Guanying's face was taut, his eyes filled with endless killing intent.

  "Fine, let me see the skills of this new master of the silver gun." Mai Mai Ti's face twisted in a terrifying scowl, his mouth open wide, gritting his teeth as he spoke.

  "Hold on..." Just as both sides were about to clash, Xu Haifeng furrowed his brow and shouted loudly.

  Xu Haifeng's identity was not to be trifled with, and despite their extreme reluctance, the two of them could only forcibly suppress the urge to strike that was about to erupt.

  "Ma Mai Ti, you've come from afar, thousands of miles away. No matter what, we can't make things difficult for you this time. You may go." Xu Haifeng said loudly.

  "There are no Xiongnu people who retreat on the grasslands. Since General Xu has offended the heavenly authority of the Chanyu, Buyantai can only teach him a lesson." Buyantai said stubbornly.

  "What's with the 'discuss'?" A hint of disdain appeared at the corner of Xu Haifeng's mouth as he said, "You?"

  "Although Mai Mai Ti's skills are not up to par, as long as he has a breath left in him, he will absolutely not tolerate being humiliated."

  Xu Haifeng smiled slightly and slowed down his tone, asking: "Ma Mai Ti, do you believe in fate?"

  Hai Feng was taken aback, unable to comprehend why he had suddenly come up with such an irrelevant question, but he still shook his head and said: "I don't believe it, the only things Bu Yi believes in are the bow and knife in his hands."

  With an unfathomable smile, Xu Haifeng said calmly: "However, I believe that the spirits of these two elderly people will bless us to fulfill our promise."

  At this moment, a sudden gust of wind blew slowly, and the sun in the sky seemed to have lost its dazzling light and scorching energy.

  Here, enveloped by a mysterious power.

  "It's getting windy..." Xu Haifeng said lightly, the gloomy wind grew stronger and stronger, giving people a cold feeling in this sweltering summer.

  Xu Haifeng's hair fluttered in the wind, his face solemn and stern: "Did you see it? Did you feel it? This is the spirit of the two old men in heaven."

  Maimiti stared around in astonishment, although he didn't understand the power of the spirit, but the drastic change in weather was visible to everyone, making him suspicious and unable to make a decision.

  A commotion began to spread in the troops, and both the thousand-strong iron cavalry of the Great Han and the escort team of the Xiongnu people felt an unusual atmosphere without warning.

  But their expressions were vastly different, the Han army was shocked, but their bodies were even more upright, as if waiting for the highest commander to inspect them.

  As for those Xiongnu people, they were squeezed together and formed a circle. They looked around in amazement at the inexplicable changes, occasionally revealing a hint of panic.

  "Could it be... that there really are ghosts?" Mai Mai Ti let out a mouthful of cold air, and for the first time in his life, he felt an uncontrollable sense of fear rising from the bottom of his heart.

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