After half an hour, the Northern Camp withdrew from all Nine Gates. Together with Tan Hong Fei, more than a dozen generals involved were detained, and the Marquis of Order was imprisoned.

At the same time, countless wooden birds took off from the hot springs in the northern suburbs, a few other Light Cavalry separated in two directions, fast on their steed, carrying the letters marked with Gu Yun's private seal, dressed in commoner attires, running towards the crucial territories of the Northwest and the Eastern Sea.

If Chang Geng had Black Eagles at his disposal at this time, even if there was only one or two, perhaps he could have had a chance.

However, when Emperor Long An detained Gu Yun's marshal seal, he had already ordered all the Black Iron Camp officers around him back to the Northwestern station.

Once again... it was too late.

April, at the entrance of the Silk Road.

The bustling and prosperous scenery of a few months ago had long ceased to exist, all the guarding stations had been closed, the Black Iron Camp had readied their formation.

There were 'black crows' with murderous aura wherever everyone went. He Rong Hui was ordered to temporarily serve as the commander of the three factions. The Drumming Order from the capital was still on his desk, covered in dust.

On this day, the sky was bleak, thick and dark clouds hovered above the city, the garrisons of various countries had their gates closed tightly, dead silence hung in the air. Everywhere, golden sand flew past. There seemed to be something waiting to explode.

There was no telling whether it was only an illusion, but General He could sense that something was going to happen.

At that moment, a Black Eagle suddenly fell from the sky.

The Black Eagle faltered as he landed, swaying, then rolled into the dust and sand of the Western Regions. Coincidentally, a Light Armor patrol happened to catch this and immediately came to check.

Only to find that the killer of the sky seemed to be crushed by the weight of his Black Eagle armor. Unable to stand up, he knelt on the ground, grasping his comrade's hands. The young face behind the mask was scarily haggard.

The patrol commander quickly came over and asked continuously: "Did General He not send you to the capital to see when the Marshal can get his seal back? How was it? What happened?"

The Black Eagle tightened his jaw, the gap between his teeth was full of blood, his handsome face was distorted. Pulling off his armor, he said in a hoarse voice: "I want to see General He..."