"The Detective of the Black Blood Territory?" The four new commanders who rushed over quickly changed their expressions when they heard this. The Black Blood Territory is a type of territory on the border of the Demon Empire. It is about 200 miles away from the Demon Territory under the peak. It has 5,000 demon warriors. Its strength cannot be seen. It is definitely not a frozen territory with only two thousand ragtags that can resist it.

"You are talking nonsense!" Zhao Hu stared at the arrogant and nonsense demon whistle detective, indifferently sarcastically.

"What, you, a fallen territory with less than two thousand warriors, dare to fight against my Black Blood Territory?" The Demon Detective regarded Zhao Hu as the original fallen lord, and was furious.

"In my eyes, the black blood territory is worse than the dog shit!" Zhao Hu's words were even more heart-wrenching than the ice and snow of the cold winter.

"How brave, if you have the affair, just wait for the revenge of the Black Blood Territory!" The demon whistle pointed at Zhao Hu, flapped his wings, rose up from the ground, and flew into the sky.

Just as he turned around, Zhao Hu approached his back with a meteor-like speed, and his right hand rushed out. The strength of the demon general and the amplification of the sword, the claw shadow flashed, accurately grasping his right wing. The demon whistle whistle trembled in his heart, and a roar swept across with a backhand.

With a cold snorkeling, Zhao Hu exerted force with his right wrist, and with a click, he broke his right wing, and his body broke through the air, and the long halberd swept through his feet.

"ah!"

The demon whistle wings broke, blood gushed wildly, losing balance, losing balance, and falling crookedly towards the ground.

Before Zhao Hu could wait for him to fall to the ground, he screamed, like a heavy rock falling down, and his feet kicked the demon whistle in the back of the demon whistle, and his mouth was gushing blood. The demon whistle fell rapidly and with a bang, he smashed a human-shaped pit under the hard ground.

"snort!"

Zhao Hu landed next to the human-shaped pit, spread his five fingers with his right hand, leaned down and grabbed the demon whistle that was so dizzy that he couldn't tell the difference between the east, west, south and north. He pulled him out in the dust, with a sneer on his face, and his left hand had already touched the whistle's neck.

"Lord..." The thousand-man commanders exclaimed in a flash. Zhao Hu took action too quickly, dazzled them and it was difficult to dissuade them in time.

"If you don't kill the envoys in the territory, how can you not obey the etiquettes that the nobles should have?..." The devil whistle roared in panic. The powerful lords were all the nobles in the abyss world. Most of them abide by the etiquettes of the aristocratic class. Not killing the envoys sent by other territories is also a basic etiquette, which is automatically followed by the lords.

"Those who dare to blaspheme this majesty should be mentally prepared to accept punishment!" Zhao Hu stared at the devil whistle that was disdainful. This guy opened his mouth and kept his arrogant attitude angered him. As soon as he finished speaking, the five fingers on his left hand suddenly twisted hard, and immediately made a cracked sound.

"Wow!" A demon's head with a grin was twisted and thrown away.

Zhao Hu flashed rapidly, avoiding the sizzling blood fountain that was shot out.

"Lord, you're in trouble!" said the devil's commander tremblingly: "As far as I know, the Black Blood Territory has five thousand demon soldiers. Lord Potter is a powerful man with five thousand years of dark cultivation, and is even more powerful than my original Demon Lord for more than four thousand years. If it weren't for the command of the Jinfan Demon King, I'm afraid the Wind Blade Crossbow had been snatched away by him."

"Golden Fan Demon King?" Zhao Hu raised his eyebrows and murmured.

"Yes, the Great Demon King Jinfan is one of the thousands of demon kings around the border of the Demon Empire. He has fifty lords under his command. Although his strength is not great, it is not something we can provoke!" A fearful light shot out in the eyes of the devil's commander. The earth-level powerhouse of the Demon King is far beyond his imagination.

The blood-sucking leader said: "The war between lords often depends on whether the backer behind them is effective in protecting them. The four lords under Death Peak were all killed by the powerful demon god. Master, your looting happened without a master. If you explain it clearly, it will not violate the rules of the lord in the abyss. You were not criticized. If you killed this whistle detective, you violated the etiquette of the nobles, and let the black blood lord Potter catch the truth, and you will definitely kill you to retaliate!" The words were deeply worried.

"Yes. We formed a hasty organization for less than two days..." The skeleton captain sent out a rascal to speak.

"We have to install and fix the wind blade crossbow chariot quickly, otherwise five thousand demon soldiers will come and we will be unable to resist!" The fallen commander placed all his hope on the wind blade crossbow chariot.

"A wind blade crossbow can't stop the attacks of five thousand demon soldiers at multiple angles!" said the demon leader dejectedly.

"What should I do?" the skeleton leader shouted.

The four thousand commanders looked at Zhao Hu at the same time, and the same thought was turning in their minds: Let's just abandon the city and escape! But, facing this new lord who was not indifferent to his emotions and acted ruthlessly. No one dared to show that he was too timid. God knows whether he would break his neck when he went out in anger?

"Defense?" Zhao Hu listened coldly to the guilty and timid quarrel of the commanders. Seeing that they were silent, he waited for his decision. His eyebrows raised and he said with murderous aura: "Since ancient times, attack has been the best method. Why wait for the Black Blood Legion to attack us? I decided to defend the city, and others, follow me to fight and kill them off guard first!"

"…what…………………” The four thousand men wondered if they had heard it wrong. They couldn't help but be stunned.

"Master attacks the Black Blood Territory, haven't you heard it?" Goode shouted angrily, in his heart. It's not about the Master, just obeying it is correct.

Once upon a time, when he was just fighting with his master, he was also worried about his master's bold decision. With a series of victories, the master's words were the highest and most correct instructions, and he no longer had any doubts.

"But...but...we don't have enough manpower?" The demon leader was reluctant. He believed that the new lord's order was undoubtedly to die.

"Yes, we... still lack equipment for siege..." The soul fire of the skeleton thousand-man skull floated around, revealing his hesitation and timidity.

"The most important thing is that our four different ethnic groups have just merged into one. The time is too short. The soldiers have not yet come back to their senses from the shadow of defeat. If they are not short of the number, their morale will be so low that they will be rashly attacked, just afraid..." The blood-sucking commander found another reason.

"Nonsense!" Zhao Hu's eyes were like lightning, sweeping across the faces of the four commanders one by one. The solemn aura made the four of them tremble. "There are few warriors, insufficient siege equipment, and low morale... Humph, yours all make sense, but you forgot, what are we? The warriors of the demon clan are stronger and stronger as they fight, and the braver the demon clan warriors will fight, attack, fight again, and attack again..."

Zhao Hu said in an unquestionable tone: "I have decided, those who retreat will be killed! Do you guys have any other opinions?"

The four thousand men looked at each other in a daze, and were all stunned. You are all ready to kill, who dares to retreat? A feeling of despair surged into my heart, which inspired the tyranny of giving up. Damn, the lord is desperate. If we surrendered soldiers, one life will be ruined. What are the fears? He shouted in unison: "No objection, execute the lord's orders and run to the Black Blood Territory!"

"Set out!" Zhao Hu took the lead, the demon's wings swayed, and flew towards the direction of the Black Blood Territory. The plesiosaur Kass whirled a long howl, spread the dragon's wings, and followed closely behind.

"Brothers, set off!" The four thousand men shouted with red eyes. The demons, the fallen angels, and vampires in the castle grabbed their spears and halberds and soared into the air. The skeleton soldiers turned over and rode on the skeleton horses, and stood behind the flying demon soldiers, galloping on the rugged mountain road...

Under the black mist sky, two thousand demon soldiers from different ethnic groups followed Zhao Hu's back, feeling uneasy. With two thousand mobs, they attacked the black blood territory with five thousand elite soldiers. They could only describe the words such as "fear of life and going to die" and "fear", such as fear, panic, and fear, like mushrooms after the rain, crawling into the heart, but no one dared to say anything.

Because the one flying on the front line is the new lord Zhao Hu!

The lord is not afraid of death, so how dare the soldiers complain loudly?

Zhao Hu also knew that the depressed emotions of the demon soldiers were a phenomenon that was difficult to change in the short term. It must rely on a series of victories to arouse the morale of the demon soldiers and the murder of the demon soldiers. The Black Blood Territory is afraid that it will be killed in the next two days. Instead of defending the fallen castle that had just been established and letting the war smash it into pieces, it is better to kill it first and burn it and loot it.

The black clouds rolled and the wind stormed. The Black Blood City entered its sight. It was a dark demon castle. The overall shape was like a grinning demon avatar. The huge opening of the mouth was the gate passage to enter and exit. Organic sects controlled the opening and closing of the city gate. On the top of the city, there were rows of strong demon warriors with armor all over the body, and the wood-like warriors stabbed into the sky.

"Where are the madmen coming from? You must not get close to Black Blood City!" A demon general shouted loudly: "Land in front of the city, sign up, what's the point of finding my lord?"
Chapter completed!