That's OK.

Let's take our family and go north to fight!

Fight Koryo!

Fight the Turks!

I have long been dissatisfied with these two places. Taking advantage of the break between the Moluo Army's control of the Middle Earth, Grandpa Du took the lead in these two hills!

Even if the Demon King is still stuck in the world and refuses to ascend, then continue to fight to the west!

Because it's too cold in the north.

It's also too barren.

But the land of white pigs with big beards and big noses in the west is still relatively prosperous.

If the Demon King pursues him again.

I'll fight further west!

Fight to the end of the world!

This continent can't be round, right?

Grandpa Du doesn't believe it. You will keep chasing. Even if you keep chasing, I will keep fighting to the west.

It's impossible to go around the world and fight back again, right?

If I don't have a compass, I'll be looking around and get lost, right?

Doesn't exist!

Du Fuwei is cruel. He can't stand up to the Demon Emperor. Anyway, he will be a pioneer for you. If you attack, I will let the local natives put up a symbolic resistance.

Han Chinese in the Young Marshal's Army.

But it is a collective migration, and there is no looking back.

Seeing that he agreed, Kou Zhong bowed sincerely and said: "Brother Du, thank you very much. Kou Zhong promises that I will try my best and won't give you a big mess that is out of control."

"It's okay. The stall is getting bigger and there are many beauties in the west."
Chapter completed!